Nine suns stepping on the sky

On the first day of the Grand Competition, amidst all the stunned people, the curtain slowly came to an end.

Xuanqingzong Yumo has undoubtedly become the most famous name, radiating brilliance and covering up all the monks!

The Chilong God King of the Shenhuo Sect died, and the great enshrinement to the Xuandu God King was disabled, and the elder Jiang Ang of the Nine Heavens God Dao was knocked down to the mundane world, and it would be difficult to recover.

After a little calculation, in just a few days, three Wang Jie had already fallen at Mo Yu's feet, and the record was terrifying!

All of a sudden, all the forces that originally coveted Xuan Qingzong died down at the same time, not daring to make any more tentative moves.

After all, the bloody lesson of the Shenhuo Sect is just around the corner.

"Qinghua, see the big offering!" The woman saluted with gratitude.

Mo Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he glanced at Huacha.

"Great worship, my senior sister has reconciled with me now, and the two of us will work together to strengthen Xuanqingzong in the future, so as not to disappoint the teacher."

Hua Cha's face was full of joy, and her eyes flashed with gratitude, "Today, Senior Sister is here to thank you."

Qinghua showed shame, "After the teacher passed away, I devoted myself to fighting for the position of suzerain. I lost my mind and was tricked by the god king of Xuandu, which almost caused a catastrophe. Thanks to the protection of the great priest, otherwise I will have no face to see the teacher again in the future." .”

Mo Yu shook his head, "Since I promised to be the great enshrinement of Xuanqingzong, doing these things is just my job, you don't need to do it."

"Although I said that, I, Xuanqingzong, will never forget the kindness of the great offering." Huacha spoke sincerely, but her face was a little more worried, and she hesitated to speak.

Mo Yu took her reaction into his eyes, and said lightly: "Don't worry, I am free to do things properly, and will not make things unfinished."

Hua Cha felt relieved, looking at his calm face, only then realized that a large part of her worries were on Mo Yu.

This discovery immediately made her panic, her pretty face flushed a little, she hurriedly lowered her head, "Don't dare to delay the rest of the great offering, my senior sister and I will leave now."

Watching the two leave, Mo Yu slowly raised his head, looked at the emperor star, and said softly: "I think at this moment, someone must be very angry."

……

The young man in the dark gold robe sat in the hall, his face was expressionless, his whole figure was like a volcano about to erupt, exuding a palpitating aura.

Below, several monks looked nervous, and even the sound of breathing was suppressed to the extreme, so as not to become the target of his anger.

"How's Jiang Ang?" the young man said suddenly, his voice strangely calm.

A monk on the left hand side took a step, and said carefully: "Returning to the master, Jiang An has been dismissed from the position of elder after the public discussion of the elders' house, and he will be temporarily imprisoned before he will be dealt with."

"I knew that they would not miss this opportunity to compromise this young master's strength. Jiang Ang is over." The young man said slowly, his voice suddenly lowered, "Send the order, at all costs, this young master wants him to die On the fighting platform!"

……

"Jiang Zhe has suffered a great loss this time. You must know that stupid Jiang Ang is his most loyal vicious dog. He must be very annoyed now." The man who spoke was a man with a slightly hooked nose and a dark golden body. The robes he wears also indicate his status as a direct monk of the Nine Dao of the Heavenly Heavens.

The other person sneered, "Jiang An's old dog, I wanted to kill him for a long time to eat dog meat, but I didn't expect him to be so useless, and he was plotted by a cultivator of an affiliated force."

"This person is also very courageous. He dared to expose this matter in public. Hehe, what a courage!"

A few men with extraordinary looks and arrogant expressions were laughing and chatting in the room, when a female cultivator in a dark gold dress suddenly stepped in and said indifferently: "Jiang Zhe has gone mad with anger from the news he just received, and he has activated all the power he can control. All the forces will let that Yumo die on the fighting platform."

"Haha, Jiang Zhe also has this kind of embarrassment, it's really satisfying!" The man who spoke first sneered, and suddenly said: "Say, let's expose this matter and cause Jiang Zhe some trouble ?”

The female cultivator frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Jiang Ming, don't act recklessly. Neither you nor I can interfere with Jiang Zhe's attack."

"Don't worry! Don't worry! I was just joking. The matter involves the majesty of the Nine Heavens Divine Dao. I don't want to cause public outrage." The man shook his head with a regretful expression on his face, "It's just a pity that Yu Mo, I originally thought that I could get rid of it from now on." It seems that there is no way to find more fun on him."

"Hmph, it's good that you understand!" The woman snorted coldly, turned around and left with her willow waist twisted.

Jiang Ming looked gloomy, looking at her back, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

……

On the second day, Dabi continued.

Xuan Qingzong still pursued the policy of admitting defeat, but no one dared to despise them anymore.

"General No. 20 three games, Xuanqingzong Dujuan vs Kongtong Wangshi!"

Elder Jin Tong's expression became more and more serious, his brows were tightly frowned, and at this moment he glanced at Xuan Qingzong, showing a trace of inexplicable worry.

He vaguely knew something, but Mo Yu broke the rules, and even he couldn't say a word to remind him.Because this represents the will of most monks in the Nine Heavens Divine Dao!

The monk Kongtong was selected with a look of surprise. Now the monk Xuanqingzong has become the opponent that everyone wants to meet the most. He can advance directly without any effort.

Sure enough, after the two took the stage, Du Juan immediately admitted defeat, turned around and jumped off the fighting stage.

When she walked in front of Mo Yu, her pretty face flushed slightly from excitement, she stopped and saluted respectfully, and then returned to her seat.

On the other side of the stand, a monk suddenly said, "Brother, have you noticed that every Xuanqingzong monk who surrendered will salute that rain ink, what's going on?"

"It must be in awe and gratitude." A monk beside him lowered his voice and said, "Xuan Qingzong is really lucky. I don't know where he found this person. Otherwise, how can he have the current scenery? The forces tore it up and devoured it."

Although his voice was low, he couldn't hide it from the surrounding monks. A person not far away sneered and said, "This fellow Taoist is too early to say, this Yumo is indeed very strong, but his biggest mistake is to expose it in public. Dismissing Elder Jiang An's matter violated the majesty of Jiuxiao Divine Dao, how could it end well! Once something happens to this person, Xuanqingzong's fate will be even more tragic."

"Fellow Daoist is right. It's too early to say whether Xuanqingzong can escape the catastrophe. Many forces are still watching in secret!"

A group of monks started talking in low voices, but the person who spoke first frowned slightly.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Perhaps there was nothing wrong with monk Xuanqingzong expressing awe and gratitude, but there must be other meanings in it.

Thinking of yesterday's Wangjie Grand Competition, a flash of light suddenly flashed across his mind!

"They are entrusting, pinning all their expectations on this Yumo... Could it be that Xuanqingzong decided from the very beginning to give up all other competitions and pin all their hopes on the king's competition... ...They really have such confidence in Yumo!"

The cultivator tried his best to widen his eyes, and his eyes fell on Xuan Qingzong. On the figure in the black robe, all he saw was a calm face.

But in this tranquility, it seems that there is a powerful and incomparable self-confidence...

He turned around and glanced at the senior brother who was having a lively discussion with several monks, and a thought suddenly came to his mind, "Perhaps the outcome of the matter will be beyond everyone's expectations!"

……

An hour later.

Elder Jintong stood on the fighting platform, swept his eyes, and said slowly: "The next day, the competition of god generals and emperors is completed, and the competition of king ranks begins."

Elder Ziya, who was in charge of maintaining order, also appeared.

"The same rule, if there is no king's challenge, it will be drawn by Elder Ben and Elder Ziya."

As soon as his voice fell, a figure appeared directly on the fighting platform.

This person was dressed in a sword robe and was carrying a long sword wrapped in black cloth. His simple and simple face was like a stone sculpture, cold and indifferent.

"Wan Jianzong, Sword Demon, challenge Xuanqingzong to worship Yumo!"

"You, dare to fight?"

hum-

There was a loud and clear sword cry, pieces of black cloth fell down, and the pure and powerful sword intent shot straight into the sky!