In the magnificent palace, Mo Yu sat cross-legged, the clone of the ancestor of the purple robe, the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Demons and the clone of the silver robe, Orleans was on the left and right. Suddenly, the two clones opened their eyes, moved their figures and merged into his body at the same time.

Mo Yu's eyes slowly opened, and he exhaled gently in his mouth, showing a hint of relief. On that day, when the clone first became successful, he encountered danger. Facing the attack of the three super powerful people of the gods, he had to force his attack. In the end, although he killed all the strong enemies, he also suffered some damage. Fortunately, his injuries were not serious. After several months of cultivation, he has now completely recovered and the two clones have truly stabilized.

At this point, his crazy growth in strength was truly completed.

The human race itself is perfect, and it has the realm of hitting the ninth divine yang. Although it is difficult to achieve success in one fell swoop for some reason, its combat power is so strong that it can be compared with the immortal mid-level super strong!

Once the induction between the clones is achieved, with the help of the power of the two clones, the combat power can increase wildly, and even be fearless in the immortal realm! Of course, if the enemy is too strong, you can summon the clones to merge with the body. At that time, you can fight and even kill them when facing the demigods! If the two clones gather together, you are afraid that they can escape unscathed when facing several demigods.

The origin of devouring Orleans and the beginning of the Demons is the greatest opportunity that Mo Yu has obtained since his practice. With this, he can jump over the dragon gate and truly step into the ranks of super strong people!

This is fate and danger.

Once the two clones are noticed inappropriate, a catastrophe will surely be launched. Therefore, if it is not necessary, Mo Yu will never let the two clones be exposed at will.

By falling into the three demigods, you can see that those who dare to walk in the realm are the weakest, and there are even many terrifying existences in the realm of the true gods!

In this way, if you rely solely on the strength of the human race, even with the power of the two clones, you will not have the power to protect yourself in the realm.

It seems that even if the two clones successfully cultivated are still insolvent, the current difficulties are still unsolvable. The only option is to stay here to practice. Only when the cultivation level is improved to a certain level can you consider how to return to the plane. However, this time may be extremely long, at least for decades, and for hundreds of years, are not impossible.

Moreover, it is difficult to determine whether he can go back smoothly... It is even very likely that he will need to wait until he breaks through the divine realm and illuminates the plane coordinates before he can return. But this time will definitely be longer.

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Yu couldn't help but frown tightly, and complexity appeared in his eyes. Hundreds of years are enough to make all the world change. Even if he can return, who else is there to know the old friend?

After a long time, he sighed in his heart and suppressed his mood.

But at this moment, Mo Yu's face suddenly changed, he suddenly stood up and took a step forward, and his figure appeared outside the hall. He looked up at the void above his head. A phantom of an altar, a size of thousands of miles, suddenly appeared, and millions of pious worship and summoning auras came from it. The most important thing is that in this phantom of the altar, Mo Yu felt a familiar aura!

Swish!

The light of spirit flashed, Ruoxuan had already arrived beside her. Her pretty face was full of surprise at this moment. Seeing Mo Yu's eyes swept over, the woman took a deep breath and said, "It is the sacrificial altar of our underground demon clan. She prays to the legendary demon world and summons the demon world messenger who can guide the demon clan out of the predicament! If the time is right, the grand sacrificial ceremony that once every three hundred years is underway."

Mo Yu's eyes lit up suddenly, and naturally thought of two ways to return to the plane as Lu Tian said. Find the entrance to the plane like a needle in a haystack, or... a powerful enough summoning power appears in the plane, which can cross endless space and open a road to return for him.

Devour the origin of the Ten Thousand Demons, and now Mo Yu is the beginning of the Ten Thousand Demons. Of course, he can feel the summoning from the underground demons.

This may be the only way for him to return to the plane as soon as possible!

"Lu Tian!" Mo Yu yelled in his heart.

"The summoning power is too weak at the moment, not enough to really open the channel, but this should be just the beginning. The master is patient and wait. When the summoning power accumulates to the peak, you may use this power to directly return to the plane!"

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In the deep sky, the purple sun shines in endless light, shining on the entire earth, but if you look closely, you will find that whether the sky or the sun is transformed by formations.

It is only because this formation is too huge, so large that it covers the entire ninth level of the Demon Abyss that the demon creatures living here unconsciously forget that they are in the deep underground.

But no matter how you transform it, falsehood is falsehood and its essence will never change.

After the war between the ancient tribes failed, the demons were forcibly driven into the ground, and they were unable to recover since then. They have not yet completed the revival of the tribe, and they have not even seen any hope.

Countless demons gradually placed their hopes on the legendary origin of the demon race, the Demon Realm! Hope to summon the messengers of the Demon Realm through devout prayers and lead the tribe to restore the ancient glory.

And this can also be detected by imitating the ninth level of the abyss that strives to imitate the scenes in the Demon Realm.

However, over the years, all the large summoning sacrifices have been fruitless. The high demons gradually began to doubt the existence of the demon world. However, in order to avoid breaking the spiritual sustenance of the entire clan, the sacrificial ceremony every three hundred years will still be held as scheduled, and even the scale will be getting bigger and bigger.

No matter what thoughts you have in your heart, the great lord of the demon clan in each abyss must send enough people to the sacrificial altar on the ninth floor to attend the ceremony to show that he values ​​this matter.

On the second floor of the altar, Sadora knelt down with everyone, murmured ancient prayers, and glanced at the dense and endless demons below the altar, but couldn't help but a little mockery flashed.

If prayer is really useful, there have been messengers in the demon world, and it is really stupid to place hopes for revitalizing the tribe here.

But before the arrival, my father seriously warned him that he would not have any accidents in the sacrificial ceremony. Sadora understood his father's meaning. Once he was considered to be blasphemous about the sacrificial sacrifice, the angry demon clan would be enough to completely tear him apart. Even as the father of the great lord, he could not protect him. Therefore, even if he did not accept it in his heart, he looked absolutely respectful on the surface.

Thinking of the envious and jealous eyes of the brothers and sisters, Sadora felt a sense of pleasure. Being able to attend the sacrificial ceremony on behalf of his father represents the establishment of his successor enemy. As expected, after his father enters the royal elders' home, he will become a new great lord and rule over hundreds of millions of people!

Sadora was distracted and thought about a bright future, but at this moment, the space on the altar suddenly twisted slightly to form a huge vortex. The powerful oppression from the bloodline level suddenly came, making him tremble and buried his head deeply, his whole body crawled on the altar, his mind blank.

At this moment, the entire space fell into a complete silence!

On the third floor of the altar, thirteen demon priests wearing gorgeous robes and extremely old opened their eyes at the same time. Endless excitement appeared in their turbid eyes, and their hands were all facing the sky, and soon burst into tears.

"The origin of the great demon clan, the noble ancestor of all things, and the supreme spirit of the demon world! You finally heard the prayer of the humble, small, and confused descendants of blood, and prayed that you would come to the messenger and guide us in the direction of our progress!"

Over the years, the Abyss Demons finally received a response from the Demon World during the sacrifice. The oppression at the bloodline level made them feel as if they were facing the ancestors, and this would never go wrong!

A priest turned around and roared towards the countless demons who had kneeled under the majestic altar, "Clansmen, your efforts have not been in vain. I offer your most devout prayers to welcome the messengers from the demon world! He will lead the demons who have been forgotten underground to return to the earth and find all the lost glory!"

The rolling sound echoed in the air, completely igniting the heat in the hearts of all demons!

"Emunique from the great demon world, please come!"

"Emunique from the great demon world, please come!"

"Emunique from the great demon world, please come!"

...

Excited low roars came from the mouths of countless demons and gradually became the only sound. Each syllable contained earth-shaking power, and the huge sound waves seemed to open the sky!

Feeling the oppressive aura from the vortex, Sarado's heart thumped "bang bang". Until this moment, he still felt unbelievable. The Demon World... actually responded to their sacrificial prayers!

But soon, Sarado was infected by the fanaticism of his tribe and gradually roared with his followers. He had no distractions in his heart, but only devout awe and prayer.

On the altar, the vortex is getting bigger and bigger, and the oppressive aura emitted is getting stronger and stronger!

Suddenly, a touch of black appeared in the center of the vortex and then collapsed rapidly, forming a passage. Two figures of a man and a woman stepped out. They could not see their appearance because of the twisted space around the vortex. However, the blood pressure from them made all the demons burst into ecstasy!

The messenger of the demon world has arrived!

On the third floor of the altar, thirteen old priests of the demon clan knelt down tremblingly, "Welcome the envoy to come!"

"Welcome to the arrival of Lord Messenger!"

On the second floor of the altar, the demon nobles on the first floor growled.

"Welcome to the arrival of Lord Messenger!"

Under the altar, millions of demons roared at the same time!

Looking from a high altitude, with the huge altar as the center, the number of demons kneeling down was endless, and they could not see the end at first sight. The psychological shock and impact force brought by them were simply unimaginable.

But at this moment, there was not much turmoil in Mo Yu's heart. Feeling the familiar aura, he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Here, he still had a lot of things that he had not been able to accomplish, and now he was able to come back is naturally the best result.
Chapter completed!