Nine suns stepping on the sky

boom--

There was a huge earthquake in nothingness, and a mountain shadow suddenly appeared. It was ten thousand ren high and the whole body was black in color, bursting out with a soul-destroying breath.

In a flash, it descended from the sky above the sky, and fell down fiercely!

Mo Yunhai's heart shrank slightly, and he raised his head suddenly, his eyes flashed with brilliance, he clenched his fist and smashed it down on the top of his head, the power fluctuations that were so strong to the limit level spewed out like a volcanic eruption.

There was a huge sound, like the opening of the world, a shock ripple visible to the naked eye, erupted from the point of contact, and swept outward with a sweeping force.

The black mountain bounced upwards under the shock, and a layer of black light erupted outside the mountain, rolling downward like a horse.

Mo Yunhai's body sank tens of meters, but there was no panic on his face. Looking at the rolling black light, he sneered and raised his hand to tear it hard.

The black light trembled and collapsed, but it didn't dissipate. On the contrary, ghosts condensed one by one, all with green faces and long fangs, they rushed towards them with their teeth and claws.

But before they got close, they were already shattered by the turbulent breath outside Mo Yunhai's body, "Burning Soul Mountain, when the first body of this seat stepped here with the cultivation of a god emperor, it was severely injured by you and fell, but today , you don't want to stop me again."

While roaring, he stomped heavily on his feet, and a layer of twisted ripples in the void immediately rippled from his feet.Clenching a fist with bent arms, rich golden light erupted from the fist, like a golden sun, with hundreds of millions of golden rays directly piercing through every inch of space here.

"Since I know of your existence, how can I be unprepared? This supernatural power was conceived by me by picking up three stars, adding all the cultivation bases of this seat, and tempering it into the light of destroying souls. , is to repay your revenge for killing yourself!"

While speaking, the clenched fist, already mixed with endless power, blasted out brazenly.

The golden beam of light, originating from his fist, crossed the space in an instant, bombarded heavily on the Burying Soul Mountain, overflowing with a layer of gold and spreading outward quickly, as if to contain the entire mountain.

Buried Soul Mountain suddenly trembled violently, and a trace of black air rose from every rock, which quickly condensed into black mist, and when it came into contact with the spreading gold, there was a corrosive sound of "puff" and "puff". These diametrically opposed forces constantly erode each other and eventually neutralize and dissipate.

In the black mist, there were sharp howls, which were the painful screams of the soul, like slender steel needles, piercing fiercely into the depths of the soul.

Obviously, Mo Yunhai's well-prepared blow caused extremely serious damage to Buried Soul Mountain!Its solid mountain body has gradually become illusory, and for the first time it really revealed its true face hidden under the appearance.

Where is this mountain peak? It is clearly a slowly rotating black vortex. You can vaguely see countless monks sitting cross-legged in it, turning with the rotation of the vortex. The top of the head overflowed and merged into the vortex.

Their eyes are dull and their faces are dull. Although they are still alive, they have become empty shells, and they are used by the Burial Soul Mountain or more precisely the Burial Soul Vortex as a source of continuous extraction of soul power.

And among these countless figures, there was a man in a black robe rising and falling. If you looked closely, you would find that this monk was Mo Yu!

Unlike those around who looked blank, his brows were slightly furrowed, and there was a faint trace of struggle in the depths of his empty eyes.

This is his last sliver of willpower.

If there is no accident, Mo Yu's will will not last for too long, it will collapse and dissipate, and his soul will be lost forever, and he will be suppressed in the burial vortex forever, and there is no possibility of escape.

But the struggle between Mo Yunhai and the soul burial vortex allowed him to barely maintain his willpower.

……

On the top of the mountain, Mo Yu sat there in a daze. He didn't know how much time had passed, maybe it was just a moment, maybe it had been a thousand years.

Suddenly, a faint voice sounded in his ears, "Wake up."

His body trembled slightly, his gaze swept around blankly, without any focus.

He didn't find anything, and just when he was about to look away, the voice sounded again, louder than before, "Wake up!"

who is talking?

Why did he say wake up?

Am I not sober now?

Continuous questions arose in Mo Yu's mind, but he didn't realize that his thinking had become much faster.

"wake up!"

"wake up!"

"wake up!"

……

Without giving him more time to think, the sound became faster and louder, and finally turned into an earth-shattering rolling sound wave, and the impact of invisible force even distorted the entire space.

Mo Yu stood up in a daze, and looked at the sky above his head, where the distortion was becoming more and more severe, turning into a violently turbulent pitch black.

Suddenly, a ray of bright color appeared, and then quickly extended, forming a crack, cutting through the darkness.

Mo Yu seemed to be struck by lightning, his eyes seemed unable to bear the falling light, he hastily closed his eyes tightly, tears rolled out.

……

In the soul burial vortex, Mo Yu's eyes shed tears without warning, but the tears were of a strange pitch-black color, and when they flowed out, they struggled as if they were going to go back, but finally collapsed and dissipated.

His eyelids trembled slightly, and then slowly opened little by little, revealing a deep confusion.

Mo Yu felt dizzy, as if he had slept for too long, and had a long, extremely weird dream.

In the dream, he was climbing the mountain, walking along the narrow stone steps, over and over again, repeated failures appeared at the foot of the mountain, and kept starting again, like a cycle without end.

Looking back at what happened in the dream, Mo Yu's face gradually became gloomy, but a thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead. He glanced at the countless numb monks around him, and his eyes showed deep fear.He had vaguely guessed the truth of the matter. If he hadn't been forcibly awakened at the last moment, he was afraid that he would become like them in the near future, and he would never recover.

But, just who was it that awakened him from his buried soul?Just when Mo Yu had this thought, a voice rang directly in his mind.

"To be able to awaken the last thought left by the old man, it must be the arrival of the descendants of the ethnic group, which means that the destined opportunity in the long river of fate has arrived! I will help you at the critical time and help you get a chance to chase eternity."

"The radiance of Xuanhuang will reappear on you, shining on the heavens again, so that the blood of the blood-feuding enemy will stain every inch of the ground red."

"This is your luck and your misfortune, but it will eventually become your unchangeable destiny."

The deep voice, with its rich vicissitudes of time, turned into an invisible brand, deeply integrated into Mo Yu's soul, and could never be erased.

Bring a trace, make him feel close and sad.

Mo Yu didn't know what happened, but he could clearly feel that his heart was beating violently uncontrollably, his silent blood suddenly boiled, and the lines between his eyebrows slowly emerged, showing a vast star field!

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[Yesterday's update is a little bit late, sorry, good night everyone. 】