Nine suns stepping on the sky

"Hurry up! Call out all the divine crystals in the sect's warehouse, and activate the blessing formation with all your strength!" The white-bearded sect master roared anxiously, completely losing his usual calm and dignified manner. The middle-aged monk, pale and weak, comforted: "You must seize the opportunity. Once the vacancy of the throne appears, you must release your cultivation base to compete for the induction of attracting the rules of heaven and earth. You have been stuck at the peak of the king rank for thousands of years. No matter your cultivation base or The control of the rules of the plane has reached the limit, and this time it will definitely succeed!

"Brother, there is no chance, you will be the only hope of our Donghua Sect, as long as you can break through the emperor realm, our Donghua Sect can soar into the sky!

The middle-aged monk nodded vigorously, his heart was beating vigorously, and his eyes were filled with deep desire.He has been hailed as a rare genius since he was a child, and he has made rapid progress all the way to reach the rank of God King in less than 2000 years, but since then his path of practice has been forcibly cut off.

72 The emperor's throne is intact, no matter how hard he practiced, no matter how amazing his talent was, he couldn't make any further progress.After waiting for more than 3000 years, the event of killing the emperor finally appeared. He must seize this opportunity, become a god emperor in one fell swoop, and step on the pinnacle of divine cultivation!

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On a black star, there are poor mountains and bad waters, and the poisonous miasma stretches for thousands of miles, making the whole sky gray.

Pustules formed on one side, and the body of the old man with withered hair was immersed in the black mud, only a ferocious and ferocious head was exposed.

He looked up at the sky, and let out a deep roar, "3 years! It's been 3 years! I have experienced four times of killing emperors, but I failed every time!"

"But this time, I will definitely succeed, no one can stop me! Absolutely nothing!"

boom--

boom--

Above the entire star, countless pillars of poisonous miasma and mist rose into the sky, stirring up the gray sky, showing colorful colors.

The terrifying and cold atmosphere spread unscrupulously to the world.

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"I must get the vacancy of the throne! Achieve the position of God Emperor and deter the heavens!"

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"Quickly die! Quickly die! Quickly die! This king has already made preparations, and no one can compete with me for the throne!"

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Mo Yu didn't know that at this moment, countless people were looking forward to his death in order to give up one of the 72 thrones that didn't exist at all.

His expression was gloomy and cold. Although he knew that the hatred between him and the Burial Curse Sect was irresolvable, he never thought that they would come so soon.

As expected of a super sectarian force, the methods are indeed powerful!

But it is not easy to kill him.

With a flick of his sleeve, he put Xingcai and others directly into the storage ring. Mo Yu stepped forward, and his figure appeared in midair.Since the Burial Curse Sect has put up a big battle, it is obvious that he has locked his whereabouts, so why hide his head and show his tail, the powerful aura directly burst out.

This move immediately attracted countless attention on Niujiaoxing.

"Is he the one the Curse Burial Sect wants to kill?"

"No! Although this person is not weak, but his Wang rank cultivation is not qualified to be so valued by the Burial Curse Sect!"

"This statement is reasonable...but if it wasn't for him, why did this person come forward? Is it because he can't understand the style of the Burial Curse Sect?"

"If that's the case, I admire his courage and feel stupid for his actions!"

In the Wushuang Burial Curse Formation, Hun Gu took a step forward, saw his figure clearly, and his eyes suddenly showed resentment, "Mo Yu, the seventh chief deacon of the Patrol Division, killed me Hun Kun, a direct line monk of the Burial Curse Sect. For the position of patrolling department, I, the Burial Curse Sect, will come forward and kill them!"

"Mo Yu, next year today will be your death anniversary! The first turn of the Burial Curse Wushuang Formation, Bone Hand!"

The dark gray clouds that covered the sky and the sun surged violently, Hun Gu solemnly raised his hand, and pressed down hard.

boom--

The void trembled, and a ten-mile-sized bone hand appeared. It was crystal clear like jade, and it exuded a terrifying aura that shook the sky and landed.

The sky suddenly darkened, and a huge shadow completely enveloped Mo Yu.

"Ah! This is the Unparalleled Burial Curse Array, and its power is as terrifying as the rumors say!" A skinny monk gasped, his eyes full of fear.

"As expected, it is the top shocking formation known as the Emperor Rank! The power of this palm is enough to kill any king-rank monk!" Another monk said in a deep voice.

"Although I don't know why the Curse Burying Sect thinks highly of this monk named Mo Yu, but today he will definitely die!"

"Under the Burial Curse Wushuang Formation, he is dead!"

The countless eyes that fell on Mo Yu's body suddenly showed pity, as if they had seen the tragic scene of him being smashed into flesh and blood by the volley.

But unlike everyone's guess, Mo Yu's expression was solemn, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes, and instead became brighter.

He suddenly let out a low growl, and the curse ball in his body trembled, and the mighty curse power gushed out, instantly melting into his body.

boom--

Mo Yu's aura then skyrocketed, and one of them reached the peak of the king rank, but before witnessing the monk's exclamation, his breath skyrocketed twice in an instant, breaking through the limit of the king rank, and reaching the realm of infinitely approaching the emperor rank .

At this level, becoming a young emperor by the monks of the heavens means that they have surpassed the king rank, and it is only because there are no vacancies for the 72 emperor ranks that they cannot go any further.

Although the young emperor intends to weaken, but since he is contaminated with the word emperor, the power he can erupt is enough to shake the heavens and the earth!

Without any hesitation, Mo Yu raised his hand and punched the sky.

boom--

Hundreds of millions of forces erupted loudly, swirling up the endless energy of heaven and earth, turning into a waterfall that defied the sky, and brazenly collided with the big hand that was pressing down on the bones.

The collision of terrifying forces caused a violent distortion of the space. When it was compressed to the limit, it shattered and exploded instantly, turning into a frenzy of power that swept everything!

In an instant, the gust of wind wrinkled, and what was mixed with it was the terrifying power that crushed everything.

puff-

puff-

On Niu Horn, countless monks were forcibly overwhelmed by the terrifying aura descending from the sky, their eyes widened in disbelief.

This Mo Yu... actually hides such a terrifying strength!This sudden increase in strength is completely consistent with demonization, but his body has not changed at all.After seeing the monk for a while, he was not sure what kind of secret method he used.

But it is an indisputable fact that Mo Yu's relentless Burial Curse unparalleled strike, the countless pity gazes are now filled with deep awe.

"It's no wonder that the Burial Curse Sect treats it so seriously. It turns out that Mo Yu is a young emperor-level powerhouse!"

"Although the young emperor is strong, he is not an emperor rank after all. Even if Buancure Wushuang can fight against the real emperor rank, he may still be doomed."

"Unless he still has support, he won't be able to avoid the inevitable death of the Burial Curse Sect!"

One hit was useless, and Hun Gu's face didn't change much. He had fought Mo Yu a month ago, so he knew his strength naturally.

Today, the sect spreads the world, this is just the beginning, no matter how heaven-defying his cultivation is, he will definitely die!

But it would be great if he could be killed with his own hands.

Hun Gu's eyes flashed sharply, and he growled again, "The second turn of Burial Curse Wushuang, grimace!"

The invisible majestic and cold power quickly gathered, and a huge grimace appeared in the air. It was completely black, and scarlet blood flames burned in its hollow eye sockets. It let out a roar like a bull's roar, and then moved forward fiercely. swallow it!

After swallowing it, the situation changes!

The irresistible force of swallowing and sucking exploded wildly. Amidst the dense cracking sound of "click" and "click", Mo Yu's space was torn apart and flew towards its mouth within a radius of several miles.

At the same time, the volume of the separated space is also rapidly shrinking, every inch is being compressed to the limit, becoming extremely hard, like a huge solid piece of iron, forcibly imprisoning Mo Yu, There is no escape!

This blow, with the young emperor's cultivation base, it is difficult to break free.

In the blink of an eye, the space fragments were compressed to only a dozen meters in size, and disappeared into Grimace's mouth in a flash.

Got it?

Hun Gu was slightly taken aback, although he wanted to kill Mo Yu, but when this scene appeared in front of his eyes, he felt a little unbelievable.

This seems to be much weaker than the cultivation he showed that day. Could there be something else hidden in it?

But soon he suppressed the thoughts in his mind, no matter why his strength decreased, as long as he fell into the mouth of the grimace, he would definitely die!

Just as his thoughts turned, the huge grimace in the air suddenly let out a roar, and its hideous face twisted, revealing a look of pain.

In the next moment, it trembled suddenly, and then exploded, a black shadow jumped out of it, like a black lightning, heading straight for the Burial Curse Wushuang Formation!

The black robe was stirring, Mo Yu's face was expressionless, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.

You've already made your move, so now it's my turn!

Hun Gu's gaze met him, his body froze, and a trace of uncontrollable fear surged from the bottom of his heart. Seeing Mo Yu's figure approaching rapidly, he suddenly screamed, "Burning Soul Wushuang third turn, gray eyes!"

A huge eyeball suddenly appeared in front of him. There was no eyeball, but only a spinning gray vortex!

When the gaze falls, it seems that the entire soul is being pulled into it.

Mo Yu's body paused, but in the next moment, his aura surged again!Forcibly break through the enveloping power of dementia!

The gray eyes trembled and collapsed, and in the nothingness, a scream seemed to be vaguely heard.

In one-tenth of a breath, Mo Yu's figure had already arrived in front of Hun Gu, without giving him any time to react, he raised his hand and punched him hard on the chest!

In the process of the sudden sag, accompanied by the sound of dense bones breaking, blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and his body was directly blasted into the Wushuang Burial Curse Formation. After a series of collisions and screams, the operation of this powerful formation could not help appearing Stagnation.

Without any hesitation, Mo Yu stepped into the Unparalleled Burial Curse Formation, and the dying howls sounded one after another, and dozens of clusters of blood flowers bloomed brilliantly!

In just an instant, the elite monks of the Burial Curse Sect suffered heavy casualties.

"Looking for death!" With a low shout, the whole space suddenly fell into a stillness, everything was completely suppressed, and it was impossible to move a little bit.

Hun Tian's face sank like water, and his eyes were full of anger. He originally wanted to test Mo Yu's cultivation by using the Wushuang Burial Curse Formation, but he didn't expect that he would cause the Zongmen to suffer such a loss because of his lack of awareness.

The monks who can participate in the unparalleled formation of the burial curse must be at least at the level of the gods, and they need countless rehearsals to coordinate and fully stimulate the full power of the formation.

Dozens of people were instantly killed by Mo Yu today, including one Wang Jie who presided over the formation node. It would take a lot of time and resources to complete it.

Thinking of this, his face became more and more ugly, and his eyes fell on Mo Yu, "Forcing the emperor to show up, now, how do you want to die?"