The second-generation Demon Emperor took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Who is your lord?" The contemporary Demon Emperor once said that when he spoke for the second time, he could tell how strongly Mo Yu's strength had caused them.

"I am an envoy of the Demon Realm, so there is no need to say more about this." Mo Yu looked cold and said, "The five half-gods join forces, and the Demon Palace is really powerful, but if you want to keep me, I am afraid you are not as qualified yet. However, when I escape, I can easily kill any of you. Unless you five stay together forever, you will eventually be killed by me one by one!"

"If you don't believe it, you can give it a try!"

The five gods of the Demon Emperor clan suddenly became extremely ugly, with anger, but they did not dare to move at all. Because they knew that Mo Yu was right, the development of things was once again beyond control!

All five gods came out, but were suppressed and threatened, and they were indiscriminate and could not be attacked.

Frustrated!

It's really aggrieved!

The whole space is silent at this moment.

Suddenly.

boom!

A powerful aura burst out again at the sky above his head, and the black portal emerged again. Two majestic old men stepped out, and their aura was so powerful that they were ranked at the demigod level!

Baidi showed excitement on his face and bowed, "See the ancestor!"

The two of them arrived at this moment, and they were the ancestors of the Demon Dragon Clan practicing in the Elders' Courtyard.

"Baidi, there is no need for too much politeness." The ancestors of the Demon Dragon Clan showed apologies, but their wrinkled eyebrows showed joy. He turned around and bowed to Mo Yu, "Doro, the third generation leader of the Demon Dragon Clan, thank you for your help."

Another ancestor of the Demon Dragon Clan said: "Na Sen, the leader of the seventh generation, thank you for your Excellency."

In the voice, the two of them were very polite.

No matter what ethnic group or state of order, the strong can get the respect they deserve.

Mo Yu was quite gentle to the ancestors of the Demon Dragon Clan and bowed back to the courtesy, "The two fellow Taoists don't have to be too polite. Mo should take action in this matter."

Doro, Nasen was suddenly happy. The clan was in trouble. As the ancestor, he was unable to interfere. Naturally, the two of them would not feel happy. However, they did not expect that things would change. The clan could make friends with such a powerful demon. With his own strength, he forced the five gods of the Demon Palace to advance and retreat! And now it seems that this person really wants to help the Demon Dragon Clan with his help. In this way, things have a lot to do.

As soon as he thought about this, the two old dragons looked closer.

The five half-gods of the Demon Emperor clan were covered in blue. Doro and Nasen, the two old immortals came, and the Demon Dragon clan had four half-gods. Moreover, among them, there was Mo Yu, a terrifying existence. Compared with the super strong, the Demon Emperor clan was not advantageous, and he was even suppressed at a disadvantage.

The Demon Dragon Clan naturally knows what the five great demon emperors can think of.

Duoluo turned his head and said lightly: "The Yuanzheng Demon Emperor, the matter agreed upon by the Elders' House may need to be discussed again." The object he spoke was the second generation of Demon Emperor, and the strongest among the five major Demon Emperors of the Demon Emperor clan.

The second-generation Demon Emperor took a breath and his face had returned to calm. "The strength of the demon clan is paramount. Since the Demon Dragon clan has this strength, he will naturally have the qualification to command the abyss. The Elders' House of Demons's agreement to be invalidated is what to do, and make an agreement after you and I return to the Elders' House of Demons."

He turned around and looked at Mo Yu deeply, and said in a deep voice: "Goodbye!"

Yu Luo waved his sleeves and summoned the black portal. The five demons brought the Demon Palace and others and flew directly into it.

Duro's heart relaxed slightly, paused for a moment, and turned around and said, "My Abyss Demon Clan has a ancestral teaching. No matter what the situation is, the demigod level cannot fight for life and death, so as not to damage the peak combat power of the clan."

His words had an explanation to avoid Mo Yu being dissatisfied. To be honest, this matter was the best result for the Demon Dragon Clan, after all...

After hesitating, he said again: "The first generation of Demon Emperor was in seclusion for more than 100,000 years. It is rumored that he has died. However, the first ancestor of our clan signed an equal contract with the first generation of Demon Emperor. Although the power of the contract cannot be passed on through blood, I can still vaguely feel the aura of the first generation of Demon Emperor."

Na Sen added: "The first generation of Demon Emperor has great talent and great talent, and his cultivation talent is even more amazing. He had already had the semi-god level cultivation level when he was in seclusion. Now his strength is terrifying." His face was solemn.

The Demon Clan’s ancestral teachings are not allowed to fight in the semi-god level. Besides, the Demon Emperor Clan has a real super strong man who has not shown up. It is best to stop when things get better. There is no benefit to continue making trouble.

This is what the two old dragons want to express.

Mo Yu could hear clearly, nodded without saying much, but sighed softly in his heart, controlling the clan, with his current strength, he was still too weak.

Perhaps, only the terrifying existence of the True God Realm can suppress some and truly take charge of the clan.

...

The battle before the Jieguan Pass did not really break out, but the news spread like wildfire. After all, the nine half-gods confronted each other, and the strong aura shook the entire abyss, and things were hard to hide.

Not only did the Demon Dragon Clan not encounter any suppression, but turned completely over, was recognized by the Demon Emperor Clan, and had the status of commanding the Demon Clan.

In this way, the power to rule the nine-level abyss naturally requires a series of division and adjustments.

A great war disappeared invisible, and some of the demons let out a slight sigh, while others sighed in secret that they missed the opportunity.

But these are not very important to Mo Yu. The matter of the Abyss Demon Clan came to an end, and it was time for him to leave.

The faint footsteps echoed gently in the magnificent palace. Ruoxuan stopped her figure and bowed slowly, "See the master."

The voice reveals the respect and gratitude from the bottom of the heart.

After experiencing this setback, compared with the initial confinement of the power of the Ten Thousand Demons, she naturally became much closer to Mo Yu.

"Get up." Mo Yu waved his hand slightly.

Ruoxuan stood up as she said, "The matter has been arranged. If the master wants to leave the abyss, he can leave at any time."

She paused for a moment, as if she was about to say something, but in the end she didn't speak.

Mo Yu seemed to have a calm expression and was very clear about what he was thinking. He did not say much, but his thoughts moved slightly, and the clone of the ancestor of the purple robe, the ten thousand demons, suddenly appeared.

"Although I want to leave, the clone of the Ten Thousand Demons will stay in the abyss to practice. If there is any danger in the future, I will come immediately."

Ruoxuan felt relieved. This was what Baidi told her to ask. Now she was guaranteed that she took out a piece of black magic jade flashing slightly from her hand. "Master, there is a teleportation array sealed in this object. If there is any inappropriateness in the future, you just need to crush this object and teleport back directly."

This is also the right thing to do. Mo Yu nodded and accepted it. Besides, the Demon Emperor clan would not be willing to be willing. He was also afraid of the first generation of Demon Emperor. With this thing, it can also make the security of the clone of the ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons more guaranteed.

"Let's go."

He stood up and strode outward.

Ruoxuan followed behind.

The clone of the ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons smiled slightly, and his figure flashed, and he was already in the main seat.

The ground teleportation array has been opened. Through this array, Mo Yu will be directly teleported into the eighth level Abyss Realm Pass, then enter the seventh level Abyss, and go up one after another and finally return to the ground.

This matter seems complicated, but with the arrangements of the Demon Dragon Clan, it will definitely go extremely smoothly.

Baidi stood outside the formation and bowed, "Brother Mo's kindness, the Demon Dragon Clan should remember it. If there is any need in the future, Brother Mo can speak up."

Ruoxuan's explanation of the identity of the envoy of the Demon Realm is unclear. Mo Yu is now about to enter the ground again. It is inevitable that there will be some speculations in Baidi City Mansion, but these will not be spoken and pretend to be confused.

After all, there is no mistake in Mo Yu's pure, even terrifying, high-level demon aura.

The Black Emperor stood aside and bowed deeply at this moment, "Master Mo Yu, please don't blame me if there was any offense before."

Mo Yu waved his hand, nodded to Baidi, and turned around and stepped into the teleportation array.

Swish!

The figure disappeared.

But Ruoxuan's ears were filled with his plain voice, "Treat the little witch..."

The woman bowed and said silently: "Yes, master."

...

Two days later.

On an isolated island on the sea, a light of inspiration suddenly flew out from the cracks on the ground that was pitch-black and bottomless. A man in black robe looked hard and handsome. At this moment, he squinted his eyes slightly toward the scorching sun in the sky, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This man was naturally Mo Yu who rushed back from the abyss.

After a moment of pause, he flicked out the fixed astrology plate in his hand, and quickly determined his own position when he entered his soul.

Fortunately, it is not too far from the Central Region Continent.

Putting this object away, Mo Yu took a step forward and moving it away directly, but at this moment, he suddenly frowned and turned around and looked into the depths of the sea.

At this moment, he vaguely felt a familiar atmosphere, which came from a distant area, but in just a blink of an eye, it disappeared.

What will make one feel the feeling of one's heart?

Mo Yu was silent for a while, and his mind felt it carefully, but he could no longer find the flash of breath, so he had to let go of this matter for the time being.

Turning around and sank into the space, his figure disappeared directly.

...

The Great Free Taibai Sword Sect has lights and colorful decorations everywhere in the palace, revealing joy!

Ximen Jueyi, the core disciple of the Seventh Peak, has been in seclusion for more than seven years since the ancient Sword Sect returned, and has been immortal in one fell swoop. He is truly the 14th sword master in the Sword Sect. For the Sword Sect, it is naturally a great joy and should be celebrated.

But now, the atmosphere in the main hall of the Seventh Peak is extremely depressing.

The Lord of Haoyue Sword had no expression on his face, but the dimness in his eyes was hard to hide.

The Ancient Sword Sect was released. I thought it was a fate that would allow Mo Yu to go further and grow up as quickly as possible. But now I think about it, would it be too hasty?

If he is left in the Sword Sect, even if he ignores the affairs of the ancient Sword Sect, it may be a difficult task to break through immortality with his sword talent, so how could this be the result?

Self-blame and guilt gradually permeated his heart.

The head of the sword hesitated for a moment and bowed, "Sword Master, the time for the ceremony is approaching, and we should set off."

The Master of Haoyue Sword was silent for a moment and said lightly: "Set out."

call out!

call out!

call out!

Sword lights soared into the sky, turned into a torrent, and headed straight for the holy mountain.

The ceremony of enthroning the Sword Lord is a grand event that has happened once in a thousand years in the Sword Sect. It will be held here and will invite strong people from all sects to come and watch the ceremony to show that the sect is strong.
Chapter completed!