Return of The Underworld

Chapter 523: Tongtian ancestor

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This voice was pure and vast, and as soon as it sounded from Qixing Island, it instantly resounded in all directions.

On Tongtian Island next door, everyone who heard this old voice shook all over and almost knelt down.

boom! boom! ... Boom!

A wave of waves soared into the sky, turning into a wave of sword energy, cutting forward all the way.

"not good!"

Amidst the huge waves in the sky, Deng Jiuling's pupils shrank, and an unpleasant feeling suddenly surged.

escape!

Deng Jiuling was full of anger, stretched the ladder to the extreme, rushing forward frantically.

Tongtian ancestor is the first step of great power, Deng Jiuling is now only half a step of great power, how can he resist it

escape!

There is only one escape!

However, before Deng Jiuling woke up, the waves in front of him turned into sword energy, and the sky was overwhelmed.

Cang!

Under the gaze of everyone, a huge wave suddenly rose into the sky from directly below, and instantly penetrated Deng Jiuling's chest.

Blood in the South China Sea!

Boom!

The next moment, Deng Jiuling fell heavily, drowning in the stormy waves.

"Big Brother Deng!" Mo Ruxue's eyes went black, and he almost fainted.

"Deng Jiuling, no!" Mo Wu's eyes widened, and his eyes instantly turned red.

"Deng Jiuling is finally dead!"

"Haha, great!"

"Deng Jiuling is so compelling, you also have today!"

The Mohist people boiled, and the scene became a sea of cheers.

However, the sorrow in the eyes of the old master of the Mo family became more and more intense.

"Life is like a lotus, and the flowers bloom and fall. Life and death are doomed. An old man who is a hundred years old can kill someone who should be killed by the Mohist school before his death. It can be considered as a fulfillment of merit and death without regret." The grand old voice said again Sounded from Qixing Island.

This voice was full of compassion and peace, and gradually weakened, and finally disappeared.

At the same time, in the firmament of the nine-story demon tower, a ray of rainbow of seven colors suddenly appeared.

In this rainbow, the clouds are illusory, as if an old man is smiling at everyone.

Boom!

Above the rainbow, an ancient bell suddenly appeared in the void, striking a bell that seemed to come from the past.

Amid the low bells, a wild goose fell from the void, hitting its head to death before the pagoda, splashing ripples of blood.

Boom! Boom! ... Boom!

The bell sounded low, as if a person was whimpering.

"Tongtian ancestor, passed away."

Damn it!

The Mo family master knelt on the ground, looking towards Qixing Island in the distance, his eyes full of sadness.

Damn it! Damn it!

At this moment, everyone in the Mo family knelt down spontaneously and respectfully bowed their heads in the direction of Qixing Island.

Even "South Sea Lord" Mo Yu, with respect and sorrow, knelt down.

At this moment, the entire Mo School was deadly silent.

The great sadness spread with the wind in all directions.

The legend of the ancestor Tongtian has been circulated in the Mohist school for a hundred years, but no one knows whether he really exists.

This time, the Mo family encountered Deng Jiuling, a life-and-death enemy. The ancestor of Tongtian rescued the Mo family's boss, defeated Deng Jiuling with a single sword, and turned the crisis into invisible.

Such a top power, even at the last moment of his life, still does not let people know where he is.

Because the ancestor Tongtian didn't want his death to bring too much pressure to the Mo Family.

But the more so, the admiration, touch, and sadness in the hearts of the children of the Mo family grew stronger.

"Tongtian ancestors are compassionate. My Mo family has gone through the great calamity this time, and I will definitely try my best in the future, and don't really let the century-old disaster come.

The old master of the Mo family drew his sword abruptly, his eyes full of scowling and fierceness: "From today onwards, the Mo family will completely close the gates, and will not be able to regain vitality for a day, and no children will be allowed to go out."

"If you violate this order, there will be no mercy!"

Cang!

As soon as the voice fell, the old master of the Mo family cut down with a sword, and a bottomless gully appeared on the ground instantly.

Half an hour later, Tongtian Hall.

"Master!"

Damn it!

Mo Yu knelt on the ground, his eyes full of solemnity: "I want to try the tower retreat. If I can't break through the innate, I will never leave!"

As soon as these words came out, the standing ancestors in the hall nodded their heads with approval.

This time, the Mohist lost many ancestors, elders, and island owners, and most of the elite children of the third generation died. It can be described as a serious loss.

But as long as Mo Yu rises, then nothing will matter. Not only will the Mo Family have nothing to do, they will be even stronger.

"Now the powerful enemy Deng Jiuling is dead, and my Mo family has closed the gate again. Even the South China Sea Marshal Wei Lan can't penetrate the Tongtian River." The ancestor Yideng nodded, admiring Mo Yu's determination very much.

There are nine floors in the trial tower, and Mo Yu has only surpassed six floors now.

Originally, Mo Yu was very confident and felt that no one could beat his own results.

Unexpectedly, Deng Jiuling rushed through the six-story trial tower, with perfect results from every level, slamming Mo Yu.

Although he didn't say anything, Mo Yu was very unwilling in his heart.

So this time, Mo Yu is going to try the tower again.

You will never leave until you are born!

This is Mo Yu's self-confidence!

However, facing Mo Yu's overwhelming self-confidence, the old master of the Mo family shook his head, and said coldly: "Eighty years ago, your grandfather Mo Gucheng retreats. It is impossible to say that you are born and will never leave."

"In the past eighty years, if the old man had not been in the Mo family, the Mo family would not have known how many times they had been wiped out."

"Mo Yu, if you retreat for eighty years, and someday the old man's life is exhausted, who will protect the Mo family?"

"Even if you step into the innate, if you don't have a huge family to support, how can you sweep the world?"

boom!

Hearing this, Mo Yu was taken aback and opened his mouth. Although he had the intention to refute, he found that he could not refute at all.

"The opportunity of the Sea of Death in the Ghost Road is approaching. There is a breakthrough opportunity in it. Do you want to get it?" Patriarch Mo family reprimanded.

"Although there is a chance, Ghost Dao is too vague. Who knows if anyone can get it this time?" Mo Yu said with disdain.

In the sea of death in the depths of the ghost road, there is a high mountain filled with black air. It is rumored that there is a hub connecting the two realms of Yin and Yang, and there is a mysterious power.

At first, Deng Jiuling was seriously injured in Mojia Village and drifted to the Sea of Death, where he was finally rescued by Qu Yan.

At that time, Deng Jiuling was lucky enough to have seen that mountain.

But even if Deng Jiuling is a descendant of the underworld, he still feels very jealous of Ghost Mountain.

Compared with Deng Jiuling, Mo Yu knows more about Ghost Mountain.

In fact, what no one knows is that the Mo family will settle in the South China Sea, the fundamental reason is to study the ghost mountain.

Over the past 100 years, the Mohist family has sent countless dead men to explore the ghost mountain to hunt for treasure.

Even 80 years ago, before Mogu City closed its doors, the place where it last appeared was the Ghost Mountain area.

But even Mo Gu City didn't get the chance of Ghost Mountain, so why did the others

As if knowing Mo Yu's doubts, the old master of the Mo family said lightly: "When the ghost gate is opened, the seven stars will be connected. The passage between the Yin and Yang realms may appear."

"This is a rare opportunity in a thousand years. If you can grasp it, you might be able to step into the innate."

"Mo Yu, you are my Mo family's hope for a hundred years in the future. If you don't seize the opportunity, do you want others to take it away?"

Boom!

Mo Yu's eyes brightened as soon as the Mo family master said this, his eyes were full of scorching heat.

"Master, I understand, I will try the tower retreat, and when the ghost gate is closed, I will immediately go to the Ghost Mountain."

After finishing speaking, Mo Yu no longer hesitated, with overwhelming confidence in his eyes, striding towards the outside of the temple.

But as soon as he walked to the entrance of the hall, Mo Yu suddenly stopped, hesitated for a moment, and gritted his teeth and said, "Master, Mo Wu is my eldest sister, and Miss Ruxue is also innocent. I hope you don't punish them."

"Although these two are innocent women, they are also Deng Jiuling's women. The death penalty can be avoided and the living sin cannot escape."

Caressing the white beard, the old master of the Mo family said in a cold voice: "The old man has asked them to confine them. We will wait until Deng Jiuling's body is found before making other conclusions."

"Okay." Mo Yu nodded, flying away alone with one sword.

Having watched Mo Yu disappear, the Mo family veteran turned around and said to the ancestor Yideng, "Yi Deng, has Deng Jiuling's body been found?"

"Enlighten the ancestors, the high-level officials of the islands have all done their best to search Tongtianhe, no matter where this kid is, he will be found." The ancestor Yideng nodded, his eyes full of sorrow.

"That's good. After the stinky boy's body is found, he will light the sky lantern and explode for three days, and then drag it out to feed the dog!"

boom!

A fist hit the table, and the eyes of the old master of the Mo family were full of agitation and sharp light.

The ancestor Tongtian used his life to kill Deng Jiuling, and that sword was naturally unpredictable. Even if it were replaced by the Mo family veteran, it would definitely die.

Therefore, whether it is the boss of the Mo family or all the strong players present, they feel that Deng Jiuling is bound to die.

People of the Mo family hated Deng Jiuling. Naturally, they had to find Deng Jiuling's body to be completely relieved.

However, at this moment, the elder Heipao walked in in a hurry, his eyes full of trepidation: "My lord, the big thing is not good, the people of the islands are rebelling, trying to take advantage of the chaos to overthrow my Mohist rule."

boom!

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the main hall was kicked open, and the three elders also hurriedly walked in: "Master, something is not good. Many celebrities from the islands took their families with their mouths and fled by boat, preparing to escape from the Tongtian watershed. ."

"Unreasonable!"

"These assholes are simply tired of living!"

"A bunch of ants, kill it!"

Hearing this, the ancestors suddenly became furious, and their eyes were full of anger.

There are about 10,000 Mohist disciples, but they control millions of people, and maintain their own resource consumption by enslaving the blood-sucking people.

Even the collateral disciples of the Mohist school have five fingers that do not touch the Yang Chunshui, and will not engage in production at all. They are all rice worms.

The existence of these people also made Wei Lan, the "man of the South China Sea", not dare to easily launch a general attack on the Mo family.

Because no matter what the war, the millions of people of the Mo family are innocent.

These millions of people, who have been slaves to the Mo family for a hundred years, are naturally angry, but they just can't resist.

This time Deng Jiuling rioted against the Mo family and killed a chicken and dog. The people naturally wanted to resist.

In fact, many senior Mohists have already discovered the clues about the people's changes, but they are too lazy to pay attention to them.

Because the Mohist’s energy was concentrated on encircling Deng Jiuling.

As for the assholes, they are just a mass of loose sand. What kind of climate can they achieve

However, the Mohist people have forgotten one thing, that is....