For five hundred years, the Shura clan ruled the status of Abi, even a mosquito would have nowhere to hide.

But Mo Yu seemed to have disappeared, and no matter how countless monks poured into hell, he never noticed his whereabouts.

The Great Elder's face was as deep as water. He was sure that Mo Yu had not left Abi, otherwise the Holy Tribe's treasure would have a response.

But where is he hiding?

At this moment, the elder's chest hurt and his heart twitched violently. After a few breaths, the feeling suddenly dissipated, and his face turned pale while gasping for breath.

A throbbing in his mind made his eyes suddenly gloomy!

This is the warning given to him by the gentry treasure!

Damn, what happened?

Could it be that this has something to do with Mo Yu...

As soon as he thought about this, the elder was shocked again, which made him more and more sure of his own guess.

"You must not wait any longer! This may cause disaster to our clan, so you must be cut off as soon as possible."

In the blink of an eye, the great elder had made a decision and shouted in a low voice: "Send an order to summon the twelve sacrifices of our clan and descend to heaven to kill!"

Outside the hall, the monks serving the people changed their faces, but they did not dare to question them, so they took the order and left in a hurry.

Decided to take action, the elder had a last trace of doubt in his heart. He hesitated again and again, took out a black jade slip, branded the message, and crushed it hard. The broken jade slip turned into a piece of blue smoke and disappeared directly.

After a few breaths, the blue smoke appeared and gathered together, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a complete jade slip again.

The elder was happy and took the jade slip with both hands and explored his divine thoughts.

"No..." There is only one word in the jade slip.

The Great Elder frowned and slowly stretched out after a moment, "No...at any cost! It seems that the Holy Ancestor is the same as what I think, and this is a thing of the word, and I will never be kept!"

Half an hour later.

Shura Palace.

Twelve sacrifices gathered together.

The great elder waved his hand and spoke slowly, "A long time ago, our clan destroyed the Xuanhuang lineage and destroyed the three realms to fight for the strong enemy. Unexpectedly, the great way was missing, and the Xuanhuang bloodline was left alone. Now that we entered my Abi Realm, we have the power to shake our clan's fortune."

"Today, you will take action to touch the luck of our clan, sense the heaven of Abi, come to the heaven to kill, and eliminate the root of disaster for our clan. This matter cannot be misunderstood!"

The twelve sacrifices were all in awe, and a huge slaughter broke out in their eyes.

"The remnant of Emperor Xuan!"

"Must die!"

An old man with a dead spirit all over his body was filled with a priest, his voice was low and hoarse, "I participated in the battle in the past and killed countless Xuan Royal Family members. Today I will take action to eliminate all the bloodlines of this family!"

He waved his hand and said, "Let us, my clan's luck!"

The twelve sacrifices moved with the sound, each stepping into a corner of the hall, and on the ground, a twelve corner formation suddenly appeared.

boom--

In an instant, the wind and clouds rolled over the Shura tribe.

...

Above the underworld, don’t speak and walk.

At this time, he had already understood that the method of knowing the records of the world and leaving the Abigaki will be in the underworld.

Through a spring, avoid the plane barrier and go straight into chaos.

Perhaps this is difficult for others to do, but it is easy to get the inheritance of the ancient Taoism and enter the spring without saying anything.

At this moment, Mo Yu frowned and his figure stopped.

He looked up and looked at the sky.

There is no sky above the Yellow Spring, and it is dark and chaotic, but at this moment, there are traces of clouds gathering, emitting a huge murderous intent.

The endless underworld suddenly roared, and I am afraid that in a flash, there will be stormy waves!

Even if it is the power of heaven and earth, it will not be forgiven.

Mo Yu suddenly raised his hand and saw no action. The underworld storms arise and quietly dissipated.

His eyes narrowed, and the cold light flashed, "Shura clan, I have not yet gone to find you... to kill me. Today, Mo will give you a big gift."

Woo--

A gust of wind came from the top of my head, and the power of heavenly killing came.

This power comes from heaven and earth, and can destroy the body of a monk and the soul of a monk.

Unstoppable, not to avoid.

It's for the ultimate kill!

Mo Yu did not dodge or avoid it. With a raised hand, a large area of ​​Huangquan River water rose up and turned into a water tornado, covering his figure.

The power of the heavenly killing disappeared into the Yellow Spring River and melted away in an instant.

Mo Yu was fine, but most of his vitality suddenly disappeared, and endless death aura burst out with a bang.

His eyes became darker and colder, and colder.

...

In Shura Hall, the twelve priests raised their hands and pointed at them together.

In the air, the phantom trembled violently, and although it was not broken, it suddenly became dim.

The old priest looked tired, and his eyes were even more intense. "The remnants of Xuanhuang must have great luck in their bodies so that they can not die after the death of the heavens, but today, he must die."

"Borrow the power of our clan's bloodline, integrate into the luck, and then kill the sky!"

Buzz —

A strange wave suddenly broke out, sweeping across all directions with the Shura Palace as the core.

All the Shura people trembled at the same time, and the power of their bloodline burst out.

It quickly merged together and rushed straight to the sky in a blink of an eye.

The heaven and earth shake.

Woo--

The second kill is coming.

The phantom in the air trembled violently, and the body burst from time to time, but it kept holding on and still was not destroyed.

It just became extremely illusory, like a thin layer of clouds, as if it could blow it away in one breath.

The elder's face was gloomy, "Why are the remnants of Emperor Xuan, why are they not dead yet?"

The old priest's death was getting stronger and stronger, and his face was filled with sadness. He sighed when he heard this, "I can't kill you twice, and the remnant's aura is hard to imagine... Moreover, he must have a blessing from a treasure, so he can save his life. In this way, if you want to kill him, you can only ask for the power of the heavenly killer for the third time."

"Once again and again, the power of the heavenly killing will reach the strongest this time. No matter how lucky the remnant is, the heavy treasure will protect the body, and it will completely die. The body will disappear from the dead soul and will not enter the cycle of reincarnation, and will be dispersed forever."

The other eleven sacrifices showed a solemn look at each other and nodded slowly.

"For our thousand-year life, we will sacrifice to heaven and earth with the cultivation of our clan members! Please give us three kills and destroy our clan enemies, and never die!"

boom--

The twelve sacrificial robes were automatically without wind, and inexplicable power burst out from their bodies. Each person's body, as the life spans rapidly, became aging rapidly. Headed by the old sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial

In the Shura tribe, all the strong people's cultivation exploded, turning into the power of sweeping the world and shaking the world.

Woo--

The third kill.

Bang—

In the air, the phantom trembled and collapsed with a bang.

This shows that the object of killing heaven has died.

The twelve sacrifices felt relieved and showed relief.

Fortunately, they paid such a price.

The elder smiled at the head.

...

In the underworld, Mo Yu's vitality was cut off, and his whole body exuded a huge death aura, just like the dead monarch in the deepest part of hell. His eyes were deep, as if they had penetrated the heaven, earth, time and space, and fell to the Shura tribe. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the evil charm was full of coldness.

"The three kills of heaven and earth are such a big deal... Now, Mo has taken action."

boom--

The yellow spring vibrated, and the altar of the corpse appeared in the rolling, and Gu Chen's eyes suddenly opened.

Cold and terrifying!

He raised his hand and pointed at the sky.

Countless corpses floating in the underworld opened their mouths and howled shrillly.
Chapter completed!