Mo Yu never showed up.

The ancestor of the undead stayed in that clearing, surrounded by darkness.

He wanted to use his magic power, but he couldn't.

He wants to leave here, but he doesn't know how to leave...

Soon, the day passed!

Three days have passed...

Thirty days have passed...

Mo Yu never showed up.

The ancestor of the undead was frantic, but he still forced himself to calm down.

He is a monk, and what a monk is best at is making friends with time.

Of course, everyone prefers to meditate on their own rather than being forced to meditate.

The ancestor of the undead felt that something was wrong, but at this time he had no choice but to sit cross-legged and begin to understand his surroundings.

This realization immediately brought me back to the feeling of staying in the Undead Star Stone.

He didn't know how many years he stayed in the undead star stone, constantly absorbing the essence of the undead... Those years were lonely and long!

The reason why he is so afraid of death is because he has been alone for too long.

After he gained power, he didn't want to dominate the world, he just wanted to consolidate his position, and then enjoy life!

But now, he seems to have been beaten back to his original shape by Mo Yu!

"hateful!"

The ancestor of the undead suddenly became angry, and he couldn't calm down anymore.

After a long time, he calmed down his emotions and forced himself to calm down.

He began to carefully perceive the emotions around him, the aura of the devil, and the passage of time.

The aura of the devil surrounded him like a thick fog.

He wanted to take the devil's energy into his body, but no matter how he drove it with his thoughts, the devil's energy ignored his call.

In the past, when he summoned the energy of the demon, it was as simple as a mortal absorbing air or reaching for the water glass in front of him. But now, it was as if he was trapped in a nightmare. Even though the water glass was right in front of him, he couldn't reach out his hand.

"Damn it, damn it!"

The ancestor of the undead was furious again.

My mind is confused again...

"Calm down, calm down!"

The ancestor of the undead forced himself to be quiet again.

Time continues to pass...

Soon, a year passed.

The ancestor of the undead felt as if he had been exiled.

Now he truly understood what the boy said, he couldn't live and he couldn't die!

If you are trapped in this place without hope, you will really have no hope of survival or death!

"I have an immortal body and a world of demons, and now I am trapped by this kid like this... What is the problem?

Is this trapping me in my own inner demons?

Yes, inner demons, get rid of inner demons!"

The ancestor of the undead began to think, and finally, he became completely silent!

"The inner demon is fear. I have long understood this simple truth.

I didn’t expect that I would be tricked by this kid this time, but everything should be over by now.”

The ancestor of the undead suddenly opened his eyes, and everything returned to reality.

He himself is still sitting in the Tiansheng Palace, surrounded by the aura of heavenly demons.

Mo Yu stood in the center of the main hall of Tiansheng Palace.

The ancestor of the undead looked at Mo Yu and said, "Your inner demon has been broken. What other tricks do you have?"

Mo Yu's eyes were indifferent and he said: "If you want to know, then just keep taking action!"

The ancestor of the undead is also a master who refuses to admit defeat. He thought that the first time there were those troublemakers from Yuan Sheng, so he took the initiative.

The second time was caused by your own inner demons... So this third time, what other tricks do you have?

So, with a sharp look in his eyes, he said, "Humph, are you still afraid of me?"

After saying that, he took action again.

Mo Yu stood motionless, letting the hands of the demon from the ancestor of the undead capture her.

Afterwards, under the explosive attack from the hands of the demon, her body once again exploded into the energy of the demon.

This time, the ancestor of the undead came to the dark clearing with Mo Yu.

The beam of light shines down...

Mo Yu is dressed in white and is as gentle as snow. He is a good young man as gentle as jade.

The ancestor of the undead snorted and said: "Are you doing this again?"

Mo Yu sneered and said, "You've been fooled!"

The ancestor of the undead suddenly changed his expression.

Mo Yu suddenly gathered his magic power, and the fist in his hand turned into a huge demon fist, and then he killed the ancestor of the undead.

The ancestor of the undead kept retreating, and suddenly found that he was completely unable to use his magic power.

That day, when the Demonic God was about to attack him, fear suddenly arose in his heart, and he suddenly turned his back on his life and ran away...

There was a whistling wind from behind, as if it was going to crush him at any moment.

The ancestor of the undead was halfway out when he suddenly realized that he had been fooled, so he sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes in trance.

Bang!

At this moment, a fist hit his face firmly.

Suddenly, my head started to buzz and blood started to flow from my nose.

"What the hell are you doing?"

The ancestor of the undead found himself strangely bleeding and feeling pain.

It was as if he had become an ordinary person.

He opened his eyes and saw Mo Yu standing in front of him.

At this time, Mo Yu kicked him again.

The ancestor of the undead was not very good at close combat. He turned over quickly, but before he had time to dodge, he was kicked by Mo Yu again and his whole body flew away.

Mo Yu then ran towards the ancestor of the undead, and before he landed, he punched him in the waist again.

boom!

The ancestor of the undead suddenly felt that his internal organs had been displaced, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

"What a fucking ghost!"

The ancestor of the undead turned over and stood up, feeling pain all over his body.

This was a feeling he had never experienced in his life. He had never felt so uncomfortable before being put into the Hongmeng Divine Fire by Yuan Sheng.

Mo Yu stepped forward again...

The ancestor of the undead immediately punched Mo Yu in the face. Mo Yu shook his head to avoid the fist of the ancestor of the undead, and then kicked the ancestor of the undead in the abdomen.

The ancestor of the undead was kicked to the ground, and his body was bent into a shrimp in pain.

Mo Yu did not continue to fight the ancestor of the undead, but stood there and watched coldly.

The ancestor of the undead quickly sat up and entered a meditative state again.

He felt that he had to leave this hellish place, otherwise he would be controlled by the other party forever.

Completely abandon all external perceptions, enter a state of tranquility, and feel the laws of heaven and earth, and the earth and heaven...

Time passes minute by minute...

One day has passed...

One year has passed...

Ten years have passed...
To be continued...