"What the hell is going on with this Black Tower?"

After calming the emotions of the ancestral king, Mo Wuchen opened his mouth to ask.

"This is the Demon Suppression Tower of the Divine Scale Clan, it is an ancestral weapon, ...... 10,000 years ago"

The Ancestral King calmed down, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it, and explained the matter in detail to Mo Wuchen.

After listening, Mo Wuchen completely understood.

It turned out that ten thousand years ago, a terrifying spirit suddenly appeared in the land of the Divine Scale Clan.

That soul went on a killing spree here, and if it weren't for the final ancestor king coming out of the customs in time and suppressing it with the Black Tower, I'm afraid that I don't know how many people would die.

"Let it out, this is the cloudy sky, I will cross him into reincarnation. In the end, Mo Wangchen said.

"Is it the Demon Venerable?!"

Hearing his words, the ancestral king was stunned at first, and then suddenly became extremely surprised.

The name of Demon Yuntian, don't say it's him, how many people in the Daluo Heavenly Realm in the world don't know?

It was a figure located 30,000 years ago, who amazed an era, and was the king of the Heavenly Demon Clan, who made great contributions to the dark turmoil of the past.

Unfortunately, it unfortunately fell in the end.

The ancestor king is not there, 10,000 years ago, the soul that he suppressed in the tower turned out to be the former demon venerable, Demon Yuntian!

If he knew, he would have already informed Jing Yun and Gu Wei on the Holy Mountain about this.

"Don't blame Mo Zun, the old man doesn't know about ......"

He was a little worried in his heart, Demon Yuntian was Mo Wuchen's former disciple, Yu Zun's junior disciple, but now his soul was suppressed in the tower by himself for thousands of years, for fear that Mo Wuchen would blame.

"It doesn't matter, the sky has fallen, and his soul has long since lost its memory of the past, if it wasn't for you to suppress it, I don't know how many living beings would have died in his hands. Mo Wangchen waved his hand.

Hearing this, the Ancestral King breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then said, "Mo Zun later, I will release the soul of the Demon Venerable." ”

In the past, there was a very cold place in the mountain behind Na Mo Pavilion, and it was rumored that there was an entrance to the underworld, and the ancestor naturally knew that Mo Wuchen did have the ability to cross the soul into reincarnation, but later, after he left, the entrance no longer existed.

"Wow!"

As soon as the Ancestral King's words came out, all around, the people of the Divine Scale Clan who gathered here were in an uproar, and horror appeared on their faces.

"Ancestral King, don't open the tower, there is a great demon soul in it!" someone exclaimed, a figure who survived thousands of years ago and is one of the people who has personally experienced this.

"Mo Zun here, what are you afraid of, I really don't know how to be ashamed. The Ancestral King snorted coldly and scolded.

Then he ignored the crowd and walked towards the black tower.

Seeing this, those people of the Divine Scale Clan were even more frightened on their faces.

They didn't know where Mo Wangchen came from, and they didn't know why the ancestor trusted this person so much.

At the beginning, the soul of the great demon in the tower descended on the Divine Scale Clan, but it took a lot of effort to suppress it.

Everyone retreated all the way, if it weren't for the ancestor king here, I am afraid that they would have long been eager to escape from the clan land, and they would not dare to stay.

"Buzz ......"

But I saw that the ancestral king's palm fingers poked out, and in an instant, the black tower shook violently, and then split into two from his waist.

"Whew!"

In an instant, the wind howled, and the demonic aura that filled this clan land became even more terrifying.

A translucent figure appeared in the separated tower, and there was a boundless black demonic aura all over his body, like a god and demon in hell, and he couldn't see his face clearly, no wonder he was not recognized by the ancestor king.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

As soon as this figure appeared, the terrifying demonic aura was like a hundred thousand mountains, and it instantly enveloped everyone's hearts, making them breathe.

Mo Wuchen sighed, this soul has no memory, only endless killing.

He was afraid that Demon Yuntian would do evil, so he had to take action immediately.

"Whoosh!"

The soles of his feet stepped in the air, and in an instant, he appeared in front of the crazy soul.

"Buzz ......"

Mo Wangchen poked out a finger and pointed between the other party's eyebrows.

In an instant, the void shook, and the purple-black demonic qi in the sky seemed to have been summoned, and it was completely surging towards this direction.

Then, these demonic qi completely followed Mo Wuchen's fingers and sank into the center of Demon Yuntian's eyebrows.

The terrifying demonic aura that filled the void also gradually converged at this moment, and finally dissipated.

"Master ......"

The black mist around Demon Yuntian's body disappeared completely, and his scarlet eyes like gods and demons gradually returned to normal at this moment.

Looking at Mo Wuchen, he was stunned for a moment, and in the end, his eyes were ruddy, and tears made of soul power dripped out, and he knelt down in the void.

"Master, after so many years...... Where have you been?"

Demon Yuntian couldn't help crying loudly, where was the image of his demon venerable in the past, at this moment, he was kneeling in front of Mo Wuchen's eyes like a child.

"Your three souls and seven souls are incomplete, and you can't stay in the world for too long without a holy weapon, so after the teacher finds all your other souls, you can cross into reincarnation at once......"

Mo Wuchen sighed, with indescribable emotion on his face, for himself, it was just over two years, but for Yu Yu and these disciples, it was tens of thousands of years away.

For so many years, they have been looking for themselves, always, waiting for their return.

Subsequently, Mo Wuchen and the Ancestor King borrowed the black tower and used it as a place for the soul of Demon Yuntian, he did not immediately send the other party's soul into reincarnation, but wanted to find it and the three souls and seven spirits of the Holy Son of the Heavenly Sea, and send them away again.

Before leaving, Mo Wuchen released the power of his godhead, so that the ancestor king and several other masters of the Divine Scale Clan could comprehend this divine power for a few days.

This is the 'price' that Demon Yuntian once made a move on the Divine Scale Clan, and Mo Wuchen borrowed the other party's Black Tower.

He's atoning for the sins of Demon Yuntian!

Yu Yu cut himself off the way, the heavy snow fell for three whole years, the restrictions between heaven and earth were resolved, the law and order were changed a lot, and the people of later generations will be expected to become gods.

"Mo Zun's grace, my god scale clan can't repay it!"

Seven days later, Mo Wuchen left, the ancestor king and a group of masters of the god scale clan watched, the former ancestor king in the Mo Pavilion incarnation, if it were not for Mo Wuchen's help, cut off the heavenly calamity, the chance of his transformation success, I am afraid that even thirty percent of the none.

Now, the other party has returned, telling the world that there is hope for becoming gods, and making them feel the divine power for a few days, which is undoubtedly a great blessing.

"Yu Yu's soul can't be deduced ......"

On this day, Mo Wuchen stood on top of a mountain, and his eyes looked at the endless sky, as if he wanted to see through the vast starry sky.

After leaving the Divine Scale Clan, he tried to deduce the whereabouts of Yu Yu's soul, but invisibly, there seemed to be some kind of power that prevented him from doing so, so that Mo Wuchen could not deduce anything.

(End of chapter)