Nine suns stepping on the sky

Hun Kun smiled and clapped his hands, "I knew you would intervene, and I didn't disappoint you, so this thing is interesting." He paused, and continued: "Bone Fire is already in the third level of demonization, you can kill him with strength. It is indeed very strong, I regret that your cultivation is hard-won, so I will give you a chance, if you agree to join the Burial Curse Sect to work for me, then today’s matter will be exposed, and these people don’t have to die.”

"How? You think about it carefully."

Mo Yu shook his head, "I don't want to be an enemy of the Burial Curse Sect, so let them go."

"Are you refusing? Character, not bad." Although Hun Kun was still smiling, his eyes were already cold, "But I don't like people with too much character, since they can't be used by me. , that is my enemy."

"And the end of the enemy is death."

Mo Yu frowned slightly, "You can't kill me."

"No, if I want you to die, you won't live!" Hun Kun sneered, the dark golden robe on his body suddenly turned automatically without wind, and every eye on it opened at the same instant, there were no eyeballs in it, and there was a faint glow. gray light.

The expressions of the Burial Curse Sect monks clustered around him changed drastically at the same time, and they hurriedly backed away, not daring to touch the light, their eyes showing fear.

Mo Yu's heart contracted suddenly, and a strong sense of crisis rushed into his heart in an instant. Before he had any reaction, a piece of gray appeared in his soul space without warning.

This is a dim color, representing decay and destruction, without any vitality, but the moment it appears, it suddenly expands, and it has already occupied a large area in a blink of an eye.

And the area covered in gray seemed to be destroyed, and completely disappeared from Mo Yu's induction.

This is the soul curse technique, one of the strongest curse powers in the Burial Curse Sect. With the cultivation base of Hun Kun, he is not qualified to perform it at all, but in the thousand eyes of the dark gold robe on his body, there is a trace of the power of the Burial Curse sealed by the ancestor .Although it is extremely thin, but in the realm of the god emperor, no one can resist it.

Because of this, even if Mo Yu appeared to destroy his plan, Hun Kun had no fear in his heart, but it was a pity that such a strong man could not be used by him.

He turned around and looked at Thirteen and the others, "Now it's your turn."

But at this moment, Hun Kun's expression suddenly changed, and he turned to look at Mo Yu, with fright and anger in his eyes, "Impossible, how can you resist the power of the soul curse!"

"Hurry up and kill him!"

With a movement of his figure, Nu Yi appeared directly in front of Mo Yu. As a dead guard who was trained since childhood, his purpose of living was to protect the safety of Hun Kun.

He raised his hand and pressed it down on his chest with all his strength, but the next moment his eyes showed fear.

A touch of gray quickly spread from Mo Yu's body to him, and disappeared immediately, his eyes dimmed, and he lost all breath.

This is the power of the soul curse, Nuyi's soul has been annihilated in an instant contact.

Hun Kun's ultimate move has now become Mo Yu's amulet instead.

The rest of the monks of the Burial Curse Sect froze and did not dare to take a half step closer.

"Idiot! Don't touch his identity, use magical powers to bombard his vitals!" Hun Kun screamed, his body trembled suddenly, the fear in his eyes became heavier, and a stream of blood spewed out from his mouth, "Use the blood of my Hun clan as a sacrifice, kill him!" kill kill!"

puff--

The blood was directly separated into countless tiny blood beads, which penetrated into the eyes of the robe on his body, immediately staining the gloom with a faint blood color.

The power of the soul curse soared accordingly.

But as a price, Hun Kun's appearance instantly aged, turning into a middle-aged man in his thirties, and the aura in his body was greatly weakened.

It's just that all this is in vain.

Mo Yu's eyes suddenly opened, and a phantom of a millstone appeared in the depths of the left and right eyes, one black and one white, and they were slowly turning.His expression was indifferent, and his eyes fell on Hun Kun, "I'll give it back to you."

"Ah!" Hun Kun suddenly howled in pain, a thousand eyes on the dark golden robe trembled, and blood and tears flowed at the same time, all the power of the soul curse applied to Mo Yu had entered his body.

The curse backfires!

This is the ending that all the monks of the Burial Curse Sect will never want to face. Once it happens, the curse power of backlash will more than double than normal.

At that time, it will be difficult to resist the monk who casts the curse!

The stronger the power of casting the curse, the more terrifying it will be to kill oneself.

If it wasn't for Hun Kun being a descendant of the direct line of the Hun clan, his own blood has a natural high resistance to curse power, and the thousand-eyed soul curse robe has resisted part of the curse's backlash for him. It can destroy his soul.

But the current result only allowed him to hold on for a while, to taste the pain of the curse backlash more clearly.

"You dare to kill me! How dare you kill me!" Hun Kun roared resentfully, the pain of annihilation of the soul made his mind chaotic, but he forgot that this was the curse power he used to kill Mo Yu, and now he was Backlash is just a bitter fruit.

"The Burial Curse Sect will become your eternal enemy, and you will be hunted down endlessly until you die in a more painful way!"

"I will be in the underworld, waiting for you!"

call--

The dark gold robe on Hun Kun's body suddenly ignited, forming a ball of golden flame, which disappeared without a trace in a flash.

Soon, it will appear in the Zongmen of the Burial Curse Sect, perfectly recreating the situation here, so that the cultivator who kills him will have nowhere to hide.

This is a common trick used by the monks of the big sect, and it is used as a guarantee for the important monks of the sect. Once something happens to them, it will definitely trigger the full revenge of the entire sect.

Because if this cannot be achieved, it will deal a severe blow to the reputation of the entire sect and attract the coveted eyes of all parties.

After all, a sect that cannot even repay the blood feud of the important monks of the sect, no matter how powerful it appears to be, must be weak in real strength.

Because of this, from today onwards, Mo Yu's list of life and death enemies has added Burial Curse Sect. Once there is an intersection in the future, it will inevitably be a situation of life and death.

Looking at Hun Kun's twisted body, Mo Yu frowned, and sighed helplessly in his heart. He didn't want to make enemies everywhere, but if he didn't kill people, he would be killed.

so what?

So what!

That being the case... so what!

If you kill, you will kill, if you make enemies, you will make enemies. Since fate has destined this section, all he can do is to face it bravely.

It's no use panicking.

The knot in his heart was untied, and Mo Yu's breath immediately became smoother, and his whole mind seemed to have undergone some baptism and became more firm.

He raised his head, and his eyes fell on the other monks of the Burial Curse Sect, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Since it is destined to be irresolvable, then let this flower of hatred be baptized with more blood!

Taking a step forward, his figure rushed out!

"Ah! Run away!"

"Escape!"

Several monks of the Burial Curse Sect fled in panic.

With a sound of "snap", a monk of the Burial Curse Sect was grabbed by the neck by Mo Yu, and with all his force, he crushed him to pieces and killed his soul as well.

Without pausing, his figure suddenly turned back and rushed towards another monk.

Soon, when Mo Yu stopped, except for a quick-reacting monk of the Burial Curse Sect who managed to move away, the rest were beheaded by him one by one.

Thirteen was excited, but also full of worry, and said anxiously: "My lord, go, the farther you go, the better, don't be found by the Burial Curse Sect!"

"We will return to Beiya Star immediately. With the third sister-in-law here, she will definitely find a way to keep us. After all, what happened today has nothing to do with us."

Mo Yu hesitated for a moment, but still nodded, "Take care."

He took a step forward and was about to move away, when he thought about it, he suddenly raised his hand and took Hun Kun's storage ring into his hand.

The person died, and the storage ring lost its protection. Mo Yu's divine sense forcibly broke into it, and his eyes lit up quickly.

A flash of inspiration flashed, and there was an extra palm-sized black token in his hand, exuding waves of deep and obscure power fluctuations.

Mo Yu is no stranger to this fluctuation, and it is exactly the same as the starry sky seal.

Could this be one of the four seals?

Mo Yu put him away with his backhand, took a step forward, and the figure disappeared immediately.

Thirteen withdrew his gaze from the place where his figure disappeared, showing determination on his pretty face, and shouted coquettishly: "Let's go, hurry back to Beiya Star with all our strength, hurry up!"

The ring treasure was sacrificed again, turned into a stream of light, and went straight to the way it came from.