The Emperor's Master of the God King Level, who has mastered some of the original origins of the Ten Thousand Demons, will die!

Looking at his gradually cold body, Mo Yu did not have the expected ecstasy, but instead felt a hint of depression and urgency... because one day in the future, this is very likely to be the ending he will face.

The first battle for fate has come to an end, but this is just the beginning.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Mo Yu's face showed firmness again. It was precisely because the future was unpredictable that he had to take every step well. Only by becoming strong enough can he survive to the end.

He raised his hand, and invisibly traction and rushed out his power, pulling the soul fragments that Huang Ji Yu Ce scattered into the void, and sank into his body bit by bit. For the Jiesha Ku Tianbow, devouring powerful souls is the best shortcut to quickly restore power.

When the last trace of soul fragments merged into his body, Mo Yu looked up at the corpse floating in front of him. Two purple moons appeared quietly in the depths of his eyes. His aura changed drastically in an instant, and he burst out with endless magic auras, powerful, domineering, and looking down on the world!

Huangji Yuce's body suddenly trembled slightly, and after a few breaths, it collapsed directly, turned into countless pieces, constantly shattered and decomposed, and finally completely annihilated and completely disappeared from the world.

A ball of deep purple magic fire, the size of a fist, quietly suspended in the void. Its size is about the size of an adult fist, and the magic pattern phantoms are occasionally passed over the surface.

The flames burned quietly, but invisibly emitted extremely powerful oppression. This is the natural pressure from higher-level life. This is the original source of all demons in Huangji Yuce's body. It is much more than Mo Yu's original gain, otherwise it would not be enough to help him break through to the king level.

Mo Yu's eyes were full of purple light, and suddenly a sound exploded in his mind, "Swallow it! Swallow it!" This is the instinctive desire from the beginning of the demons, hidden in every individual that it splits, and is pursuing full strength to restore integrity. No matter who can succeed in the end, it means that the beginning of the demons will come back to the world.

Mo Yu could not suppress this desire, nor was he willing to suppress it at all. A purple vertical eye suddenly cracked in the middle of his eyebrows, and a misty purple light shot out to cover the flames. It quickly squirmed and continued to shrink, and finally turned into a round bead the size of a walnut.

Swish-

With a flash, the round beads directly penetrated into Mo Yu's eyes.

"Ah!" He screamed suddenly, his face twisted due to pain, but the purple light in his eyes became more and more intense. At the same time, the aura emitted from Mo Yu's body was also constantly getting stronger at an astonishing speed!

This is the fusion of the origin and the transformation in pain!

Time passed by little by little, and as the sound of roars, Mo Yu's breath became stronger and stronger. His black hair gradually turned purple. His black robe was torn apart by powerful energy, turning into a luxurious robe condensed by magic. Every texture twist contained supreme majesty.

Suddenly, Mo Yu's restless aura calmed down. He suddenly raised his head, looked at the black mountain with a pair of dark purple eyes, and a slightly raised corner of his mouth showed a wicked smile.

"Another original power, you are mine."

His body suddenly moved, turned into a phantom, moving forward frantically at a terrible speed.

Feeling the rising power of soul oppression in nothingness, Mo Yu laughed wildly, "I am just trying to stop this demon and break it for me!"

He raised his hands and tore it hard in front of him.

boom--

There was a huge shock on the top of his head, and a towering demon shadow like a mountain suddenly appeared. It had two horns on its head and had a long tail behind it. The scales on its body were solid and it looked like a real troll, roaring towards the sky.

In the void, countless unaudible sounds of shattering suddenly sounded, and the oppressive power of the soul that filled the void was shattered inch by inch at this moment.

Mo Yu's already terrible speed surged again, and every step he took contained some mysterious power, which could even ignore the twisted space!

With just a few breaths, he had already crossed the domain for endless distances and came to the bottom of the Black Mountain!

With a muffled groan, blood flowed out between Mo Yu's mouth and nose, and every inch of flesh and blood on his body was trembling slightly due to pain. The power of the soul's oppression here was beyond the limit he could bear.

In the soul space, the huge divine sun and two phantoms on the altar trembled violently, bursts of chaotic auras were heard, and there was a tendency to collapse.

The black and white millstones that were revealed in the soul refining weapon were rotating wildly at this moment, making a "rumbling" sound that was earth-shaking, and it had already burst out with all its power! If this treasure that guarded the soul had not resisted most of the power, Mo Yu's soul would have long been crushed to pieces by external pressure.

"Master, wake up! Wake up quickly!" Jiesha, Liu Tian roared, and the body of Jiesha Liu Tian bow suddenly rose to a hundred miles apart, and the trembling evil spirit burst out to help suppress the soul space that is becoming destructive.

With a muffled groan, the purple light in Mo Yu's eyes quickly faded away, and his pale face showed shock and anger.

During the fusion of the two original forces, the obsession of the hidden demons broke out, and did not give him any chance to resist, so he directly took away the right to control his body.

Until now, when I felt the arrival of the death crisis, this obsession slightly faded and allowed Mo Yu's consciousness to take over again.

Before he could curse, he growled low and stepped on his feet and was about to retreat. If he stayed, there would be only a dead end to wait for him!

But at this moment, the power of the soul suppression here suddenly increased. Mo Yu had no time to let out a roar of shock and anger, and a black consciousness in front of him fell into darkness.

...

The black mountain peak, a stone step for only one person, began to twist and wind upward from the foot of the mountain, and finally disappeared from the end of sight. On both sides of the mountain road, some kind of low plants grew. They were only about a foot tall, with thick and rough branches. The developed root system penetrated deeply into the rocks. It was black like iron castings, and it was as if it was integrated with the entire mountain. Only when it was close to the eyes could you see clearly.

A gust of cold wind blew, countless black leaves flipped, colliding gently between each other, making a "rustling" sound of iron and stone rubbing, like rust thin iron nails, constantly drilling into the human soul.

At the foot of the mountain, a young monk lying beneath the stone steps suddenly moved his fingers, then slowly opened his eyes. After a moment of confusion, he showed vigilance in his eyes. He did not get up immediately and glanced sharply across the surroundings. He was sure there was nothing abnormal, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

This young monk is Mo Yu!

Shaking his head, which was still a little heavy, he slowly stood up and saw the stone steps in front of him leading to the top of the mountain, and his face suddenly froze.

He quickly turned around and looked around. After finding a huge gourd-shaped strange rock not far away, he finally confirmed what he was thinking.

He is now in the black mountain!

What's going on?

Mo Yu's face was in a state of uncertainty. He took a deep breath and suppressed his heart. He tried to activate his cultivation, but his face became even more ugly in an instant. The strong power in his body has now disappeared, and the sensing with the Black Dragon Spear of the King's weapon was cut off, and it was impossible to detect its existence at all.

This discovery made Mo Yu feel sank, subconsciously trying to detect changes in his body, but found that he could not open his soul space at all...it seemed to have never had it before.

Opening the soul space is a sign of the beginning of cultivation. Even it has been closed, which means that Mo Yu has become an ordinary person at this moment.

The power of habitual existence suddenly disappeared, and even with Mo Yu's mind, he couldn't help but feel panic, but soon he forced himself to calm down with his strong will.

"Jie Sha, Liu Tian?" He shouted in an attempt, but without any response, Mo Yu put down the last trace of luck in his heart, and his gloomy eyes fell on the stone steps in front of him. He looked up little by little, and his mind gradually regained his ability to think.

Obviously, something happened in a coma that he didn't know, and now it seems that all this is bound to be inseparable from the strange black mountain beneath his feet.

After a while, Mo Yu moved his feet and stepped onto the first stone stairs.

At the same time, a low voice, regardless of gender, sounded directly in his ears, "At the top of the burial soul, you can regain freedom... Otherwise, if you are buried here forever, you will never be able to transcend it!"

"Murdering the soul... Sure enough, this mountain is not as simple as it looks on the surface." Mo Yu whispered, stretched out his body, felt his still strong body, and felt a little calm in his heart. "Fortunately, the power of the body still exists, so let me see how difficult it is to climb this mountain."

After saying that, he stepped up the second stone stairs and walked towards the top of the mountain step by step, his pace was unfast but he was particularly steady.

Anyone who has climbed a mountain knows that climbing is a job without fancy strength. You can only go further by saving your energy. Otherwise, if you just want to be fast, you will have to give up halfway... Mo Yu doesn't want to try the consequences of failure.

On the black mountain peak and among the narrow stone steps, the black robe figure slowly moved forward. Apart from the occasional sound of wind, only the sound of footsteps kept echoing in my ears.

Monotonous and constant. After listening for a long time, a feeling of loneliness, irritability, and a faint fear arises in the mind.

But Mo Yu's expression was still calm and there was no abnormality. Two hours later, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead and whispered: "Is it for the power of the body?" The entire black mountain was filled with a repulsive force, and the higher it was, the more obvious it became. Now every step forward, it seemed like it was wading through a mud, and it took a lot of effort to withstand this thrust.

A temporary hedging may not be anything, but when this thrust exists all the time, things begin to become terrifying, because the body needs to keep a tight and exerting force at all times, otherwise it will be pushed down from the stone steps.

Taking a step back seemed simple, but when Mo Yu watched the corners of his thrown clothes suddenly disappear, he knew that he could never retreat at all.
Chapter completed!