The eighth light column in the listing tripod soared into the sky, and broke into the seven light columns, pulling each other to disrupt their joint aura and could no longer unite closely.

Influenced by it, the worm of the burial soul summoned by the Qifang Stone Platform suddenly trembled, and the power it burst out had a slight stagnation.

Although it was extremely short, this was the opportunity for Mo Yunhai to wait for. He roared, and all the power in his body exploded wildly at this moment. A golden flame burned directly outside his body, like a golden meteor dragging its tail, breaking out of the entanglement of the soul vortex and rushing towards the black cauldron.

The super strong man who surpassed the Emperor Realm and was only half a step away from the immortal sequence, had a terrifying degree of explosion in self-burning. In just half a breath, he had already crossed the distance and came to the black cauldron. Without any pause, he bumped heavily in such a resolute way.

The terrible power burst out from this collision was enough to shatter the stars, but the black cauldron did not move a little, directly dissolving all the impacted forces into nothingness. The golden flames extinguished, revealing Mo Yunhai's figure. Half of his body was soft and shattered, obviously all the bones in his body were shattered, and blood flowed from the top of his head, dyeing most of his face red, looking extremely miserable.

At this moment, while he kept coughing and crying, he couldn't help laughing wildly, showing off his will and enjoying himself, full of unconcealed excitement and ecstasy.

After years of planning, I finally got what I want today. The excitement of my mood at this moment is beyond the reach of outsiders.

A low roar erupted from the black cauldron. The next moment, an extremely powerful force poured into Mo Yunhai's body like a river breaking a dam.

The ninth place in the tripod was born!

His broken half of his body recovered as before at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the aura emitted from his body continued to surge.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

...

Until the 23rd breath, the terrifying aura emitted by Mo Yunhai suddenly retracted back into his body like a tide, without any leakage. His whole body was like a star that had restrained all the light, no different from ordinary people. But in this way, the feeling he gave people became even more terrifying, as if he could turn the world around within his mind.

His face seemed to be smiling, and at this moment, he slowly opened his eyes. The whole breath changed again, as if it was integrated with the surrounding nothingness. Naturally, there was a little more eternal transcendental energy machine, which could be with the heaven and earth, and with the stars, and the endless life, this is... eternal life!

"From now on, there will be my seat in the sequence of eternal life." After chanting faintly, he turned around and took a step forward, landing on the ninth square stone platform.

Another dazzling beam of light rushed into nothingness.

At this point, the positions of the cauldrons gathered together, and the energy between them was pulled. All the stone platforms trembled gently. Nine pillars of light stood at the same time, sprinkling light, illuminating the entire void.

The eyes swept over, either gloomy or helpless. They refused to join the new members, but they never thought that the eighth and ninth ones would appear on the same day. Moreover, the powerful potential they showed made them feel even more awe-inspiring.

At this moment, Mo Yu slowly opened his eyes, without any flash of light, and only warm and clear, just like a clear spring, with no waves in peace, but in this peace, there is a faint majesty.

His eyes swept left and right, but there was no pause. He looked at the vortex of the Soul Burial, paused for a moment, and let out a low voice, "Tanghun, hand over the person I want." The calm voice became particularly magnificent at this moment, and the sensational waves kept echoing in the void.

The huge worm of burial soul whirlpool whirls quietly, and its surface trembles without warning. A black shadow walked out of it. He only had the outline of human body, no facial features, and a slight bow, and a sound came from his body, "According to the will of the cultivator of the cauldron." The voice was cold, as if it had risen from the eternal ice. Just hearing it, it made people's blood almost condense.

Obviously, this seemingly respectful reply does not have much sincerity.

The shadow grabbed back and a figure flew out from the vortex as it fluctuated. It was Qingyu's old man who had helped Mo Yu escape from the vortex of the soul burial. However, at this moment, his face was still dark, and his empty eyes did not show any sign of his spirit, obviously just an empty shell.

Mo Yu had long guessed about this. He stayed in the vortex of soul burial for countless years, and his soul must have been destroyed. He shook his head slightly and sighed. He waved his sleeves and the old man's figure disappeared directly.

Mo Yu looked up, his eyes fell flat, "And there."

The shadow remained silent, and after a while, a cold voice came out, "Because of the identity of the cultivator of the Lie Ding, I have given you enough respect. If you really want to order me, I will wait until you get its complete recognition."

The sound was cold, and it was already a little more serene.

It seemed that the eyes of the square stone platforms suddenly became mocking and the soul burial was so strong that even they could not force it.

The eighth person in the list of Dings actually tried to order him by relying on his identity, which was really a humiliation for himself!

Mo Yu's eyes were slightly cold, "Super it. I won't say the same thing for the third time."

Shadow sneered, too lazy to reply, so she turned around and stepped back into the vortex.

As soon as the void shakes, the burial soul will move away directly.

In Mo Yu's eyes, a cold light suddenly shone brightly. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped the soul vortex. A black cauldron phantom suddenly appeared, about one-tenth of the size of the body, but the aura emitted was already terrifying to an unimaginable extent and was scattered downwards!

With a loud "bang", the vortex of the burial soul trembled suddenly, and countless black lights collapsed and dissipated. The terrifying power transmitted instantly shook hundreds of figures in the vortex into powder. The volume of the entire vortex was reduced in a circle, and even during its rotation, there were signs of unstable tremors.

Just by hitting, the Soul Burial Vortex was severely damaged.

The black shadow appeared again, although he had no eyes, he could feel it. His "eye" fell on Mo Yu, but in the end he bowed little by little, "Yes, sir."

He raised his hands, and a figure deep in the vortex was immediately pulled out. This was a tall man with a horn with spiral patterns on his head, showing his identity as a demon. Although he had lost his soul, he still exuded a heart-pounding magic aura in his body, noble and majestic, and contained an eternal artistic conception.

"The power of the beginning of the demons!" The giant beast's figure suddenly roared, his eyes were hot, and it raised its front paws to grab it, and the void suddenly burst out with its absorbing power.

"Hmph!" Mo Yu's face darkened, and he turned around without hesitation. The phantom of the black cauldron appeared again and directly smashed the stone platform where the giant beast was.

"Damn it!" A roar of shock and anger, the giant beast suddenly retracted its claws. It looked panicked but had no other choice, so it had to let out a low roar.

A large cauldron phantom suddenly appeared above its head, roaring into the sky, and suddenly confronted the shadow of the falling cauldron. The black cauldron phantom summoned by the giant beast was slightly larger than Mo Yu, but the collision between the two sides did not burst out with any power, and it melted away a little like white frost under the scorching sun.

Buzz —

The black cauldron suddenly trembled slightly, and a terrifying aura instantly locked Mo Yu and the giant beast's figure. As long as they were trembling slightly, they could crush them to pieces. After a pause, the energy dissipated little by little, but even so, the scales outside the giant beast's body were shattered, and Mo Yu raised his head and sprayed a mouthful of blood.

This is the punishment they need to bear as they violate the rules!

"Crazy! You madman!" The giant beast roared wildly, and his huge eyes showed deep fear. "Do you want to die when launching a fight between the pedestalists?"

Mo Yu wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and his expression was cold, "You are going to provoke a fight among the pedestalists. I just told you that I am not afraid." He paused for a moment, and his voice became deeper and deeper, "Now, do you still want to compete with me for the origin of the Demons?"

The giant beast showed unwillingness in its eyes. If it weren't for the original origin of the Ten Thousand Demons, it did play an extremely important role in it, and it would not have taken action to snatch it. But now, it can only make an angry roar, and its breath is silent little by little, and it chooses to give in.

It seems that the eyes on the other stone platforms are now becoming more and more fearful.

The enemy is not scary, what is scary is a lunatic who is not afraid of even death.

Mo Yu reached out and grabbed the man's body suddenly collapsed. Only a ball of jumping deep purple magic fire flashed and fell into his hands, and said coldly: "Get out."
Chapter completed!