He looked up and his eyes fell not far away, an old man in a navy blue robe. His eyes were empty, his clear face was covered with wood, and his body continued to rise and fall with the soul worm. But no matter how the vortex vibrated, he kept surrounding Mo Yu, without any distance.

The eyes were uncontrollable sour and a slightly salty liquid flowed down his cheeks. The moment he saw the old man, Mo Yu knew that the calling breath that had appeared in his senses since he entered this space was transmitted from his body. A gentle feeling that made him unable to stop wanting to be close to him gushed out from his heart, but it quickly turned into deep sorrow and sadness.

Why is this happening?

Mo Yu frowned with difficulty. He rarely had such times when he couldn't control his emotions, but this time, he really couldn't suppress it.

His eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at the old man not far away carefully. I wonder if he was in a daze, but there seemed to be a little more relief on his wooden face, but there was hope and unbearableness in his empty eyes.

Mo Yu blinked his eyes and wanted to see more clearly. At this moment, the vortex of the Soul Burial was suddenly shocked, and the powerful force transmitted from the outside world even made its rotation pause in an instant.

"The opportunity for destiny has emerged. Go to my tribe and take on your destiny. It may be difficult, but please keep going firmly. At the end, there will be all the answers you want."

The vicissitudes of life echoed in my mind, without giving Mo Yu time to think, a powerful aura suddenly awakened from the old man's body, and burst out completely in an instant, wrapping his body inside, and instantly bombarding heavily on the inner wall of the Soul Burial Vortex.

A faint roar of pain came into his ears, and a crack was torn open on the inner wall of the soul vortex. Mo Yu flew out of it and rushed towards the black cauldron that was floating in the void under the wrapper of that power.

The scene that suddenly came in was beyond everyone's expectations. The figure on the Qifang Stone Platform also roared anger. Such a weak existence actually tried to get the position of the pedestal, which was really a death!

With a "buzzing" sound, the vortex of the burial soul burst out from a rich black light, turning into a horse training, and heading straight for Mo Yu's body.

Mo Yunhai's eyes suddenly lit up at this moment, as bright as stars, and a more violent aura burst out from his body.

"After waiting for endless years, the opportunity in my destiny is also the most critical factor in my achievement as the ranking of the tripod, and finally appeared."

"No one can stop us."

He reached out and grabbed the black Pilian from the vortex of the Soul Burial Soul, and squeezed it into pieces with a forceful grip.

"Your opponent is me."

In a low roar, Mo Yunhai clenched his fist and smashed it forward. The powerful force hit the vortex of the Soul Burial, shocking its huge body back.

Without the obstacle, there was no obstacle in front of Mo Yu. The moment he saw the black cauldron, he understood everything he had to do next.

He was going to go to the big cauldron, he was going to leave his own mark on it, he was going to get the chance to pursue eternity, he was going to solve the mystery in himself.

There is nothing to stop him!

There was suddenly endless oppression in the void around the black cauldron. This was not a kind of defense, but a natural radiation of its power.

Even if you come here, you have to go through the last test and those who have obtained the position of the cauldron can at least resist the crushing power.

call--

The power wrapped in Mo Yu's body suddenly burned with a blazing flame. This was the friction between the two forces. He could clearly sense that this guardian power was weakening rapidly. Once it dissipated, what awaited him would be the ending of being crushed into powder in an instant.

Even if he can use the power of the Black Dragon Spear, even if the strength of the clone of the Ten Thousand Demons has increased greatly.

"Even if humble creatures are helped by external forces, they will never be able to obtain the qualification to reach eternity."

"The position of the tripod is supreme that you cannot reach."

"Destroy!"

The low voices collide with each other, and what they contain is the unparalleled power.

But at this moment, all these sounds could not have any effect on Mo Yu. All his attention was focused on the black cauldron, and other than that, he could no longer tolerate anything else.

The whole mind entered absolute peace, and everything that happened around him seemed to have slowed down at this moment.

At the moment when the power of the body was burning out, Mo Yu suddenly raised his hand and waved his sleeves forward.

A touch of darkness instantly appeared on his fingertips, like ink dripping into water, spreading rapidly in nothingness. It was slow, but in just a moment, this extremely deep darkness had swept across the entire void, and everything was swallowed up wherever you looked.

Cold and dead silent.

"Dead Silent Night!" The shaking growled, and the two wide eyes were full of disbelief from the Qifang Stone Platform at the same time.

The terrifying aura emanated from Shi Taichung, and the aura of destruction was enough to directly destroy the plane. But at this moment, due to the limitations of the rules, they could only watch the rich darkness hit the black cauldron. Although it was easily resolved by its power, it had opened up a road that was sufficiently accessible.

Mo Yu's figure roared, his face was pale, his eyes were dim and without any luster. The double sense of weakness from his soul and body made his consciousness fall into pain and torture! But the more this happened, the brighter his eyes became, bursting out with endless firmness, clenched his fists, then went forward and smashed heavily.

Compared with the size of the black cauldron, Mo Yu was like a slightly stronger ant in front of it, but the punch fell, causing it to make a low roar. The sound of rolling turned into a circle of sound waves visible to the naked eye, and in an instant, it spread throughout the void.

Only two remaining silent stone platforms suddenly lit up, and a pillar of light that surged into the sky burst into pieces and shot into endless nothingness.

An indescribable force suddenly poured into Mo Yu's body from the black cauldron, instantly replenishing the power loss of his soul and body, and promoting his cultivation, which surged wildly at a terrifying speed.

The infusion of terrifying power brings no ultimate pleasure in improving cultivation, but a kind of pain that will tear apart life.

With Mo Yu's will, he couldn't help but let out a scream. His body instinct was curled up tightly, and every inch of flesh and blood on his body was trembling violently.

When you get closer, you can even hear the "crackling" sound of bones and blood shattering, but in a blink of an eye, it will be restored to complete with the supplement of powerful forces, and then the washed-up force will be torn apart again.

With just a few breaths, his entire body, including the internal organs, was broken and reorganized many times. This pain was enough to instantly defeat a person's will, but the forced soul power made Mo Yu unable to fall into a coma. Instead, he felt the countless tearing pains little by little.

Looking at the scene in front of them, Qifang Stone Platform fell silent at the same time. Although there was unwillingness in their eyes, they knew that things had become a foregone conclusion.

The eighth place in the list of tripods was born!

No matter how weak Mo Yu's cultivation was in their eyes, from this moment on, he truly stood on the same position with them. Unless they could completely get the recognition of the big cauldron in front of them, they would never be able to cause any harm to him.

I just don’t know how much it will give Mo Yu? This is the fortune that every person who has obtained the position of the Cauldron can get.

Time passes quietly, and three breaths are coming in the blink of an eye.

The figures on the Seven-Square Stone Platform couldn't help but frown slightly. As a member of the black cauldron who had personally experienced the infusion of the power of the black cauldron, they naturally knew how terrifying power it could burst out in one breath. With the eighth-ranked cauldron, it was beyond their expectations that it could support the three breaths.

But all this is not over yet.

Four breaths.

Five breaths.

Six breaths.

"Impossible! With his cultivation level, how could he withstand such a terrifying power infusion!" A figure suddenly growled, his eyes full of shock.

Another alien figure flashed with divine light in his eyes, as if he was about to penetrate Mo Yu's body, and said in a deep voice: "He really can't bear such power infusion, but what if these powers were stored in his body."

The sound fell, and the space here suddenly became silent.

All eyes were gathered at a stone platform.

On the stone platform, an alien monk with two heads was silent for a moment and said slowly: "You guessed it right. I did get its extra gift back then, and accumulated some of the seal power in my body."

His other head suddenly spoke, "But this part of the power is only one-third of what we originally absorbed. The eighth place in the tripod has received now, which obviously far exceeds this proportion."

"It seems that the eighth place in the listing is really popular with it." A human figure spoke in a low voice, but a sensual aura was revealed in his voice.

"Then let's see how much gift he can get!" Another alien roared.

And at this moment, time has passed to the eighth breath.

Nine breaths.

Ten breaths.

Eleven breaths.

Twelve breaths.

...

Gradually, the breathing of all the figures on the stone platform began to deepen without being controlled, and a strong murderous intent appeared in their eyes. Such a weak creature could actually receive so many gifts from it, and there was only one explanation for everything - the eighth place in the list of the tripod, with the potential to make it value.

The stronger Mo Yu's potential is, the greater the threat to them.

Eighteen breaths.

Nineteen breaths.

Twenty breaths.

When he broke through twenty breaths, a roar suddenly rang in the void, "Impossible, he would never have received more gifts than me!"

The one who spoke was the figure of the giant beast that had been strongly advocated to block the arrival of Mo Yunhai. It was also the one with the most recognized existence before that, the Black Cauldron.

But at this moment, it felt a deep threat in this weak creature!

Twenty-one breaths.

Twenty-two breaths.

Twenty-three breaths.

...

Thirty Breath.

Buzz —

There was another roar from inside the black cauldron, and a powerful force shook Mo Yu's body directly and fell onto the eighth-sided stone platform.
Chapter completed!