Chapter 908: : Funeral month

Bang--
The gate of the huge demon emperor's mausoleum immediately closed!
"You have to rebel!"
Mo Nan was in the mid-air, and the streamer cloak rushed out behind him. He rolled his body, and at the same time directly caught Yin Er, protecting her.
Unfortunately, even his speed is not enough for the terrible blow of Fengchen Demon King!
Even if Qian Yuying wanted to fly to rescue him, it was too late!
"Go and bury me!"
The Fengchen Demon King was furious, and the war intentions rose into the sky, and the demon power rolled back the old people around him.
Huh! !!
All of his monstrous anger was vented to Mo Nan's body, struck hard, and directly blasted him into the mausoleum.
Bang!
Even if the door was slow, it was already closed fiercely.
嘭
Mo Nan tumbling within the tomb, he just felt that the bones around him were almost blown away. Yiner in her arms passed out. He reluctantly sat up, opened the real world directly, and received Yiner into the real world.
"Relax, Yiner! You sleep well in it, and you must be stronger than you are now!"
Mo Nan had a guilty feeling for Yin Er. She couldn't distinguish too clearly what was right or wrong, but still did what he said.
It was this kind of trust that moved Mo Nan!
After taking the elixir, Mo Nan's consciousness was swept away in the tomb. Suddenly found that the earth here is full of demon veins. This kind of luck can bless the Wan Yao from prosperity.
In the ancient tomb, it turned out to be a golden color.
Although there are a lot of ancient formations and totems in it, he was not able to hold Mo Nan. After spending half a day, he crossed over and went directly to the middle of the ancient tomb.
The middle of this ancient tomb turned out to be a vast square.
But there is a river of demon blood flowing on the ground of this square. The demon blood boils to the extent that it is boiling water.
Even more weird is that in the middle it turned out to be an ancient building. On top of it, there are a pair of coffins. These coffins are obviously the corpses of the demon emperors of the past.
As soon as Mo Nan's eyes were swept away, he saw the ancient Saint Bai Jing coffin of the Tattoo Moon Demon Emperor on the highest floor!
"The pulse of Wanyun's prosperity!"
As soon as Mo Nan stepped out of the air, he went directly to the highest floor, his eyes turned towards the ancient Saint Bai Jing's coffin. After a long time, he sank:
"I said that the next time I see you, I will give you two thousand years of life! Now, here I am—"
As soon as this remark was made, the breath of Mo Nan also changed.
His side seemed to be stirred by ancient circumstances, and the years were passing by.
Tossing and turning to the side, finally entered the tomb of the demon emperor as expected.
"Earth Moon Demon Emperor, I see that your ambition is not dead, bitter support! This must be unwilling to fall like this! After all, the heavenly swallows of the heavens are so bitter and forcible, you have supported for thousands of years, once you die Then, the whole Wan Yao is afraid that it will fall apart and be swallowed up by heaven! "
Mo Nan said in a loud voice, the ancient Saint Bai Jing coffin that stabbed the moon demon emperor in front of him seemed to have a spirit in it, but he trembled slightly.
Mo Nan didn't care. He lifted his head and looked at the wall of the ancient tomb, and his eyes turned along with him. For a moment, the colors of his eyes changed, and each eye split into two pupils.
Two eyes, four pupils!
Hum--
His eyes looked at the layers of ancient tombs, and directly saw the rolling purple gas above the sky.
"So lucky, it's a great chance to meet in this life! I'll help you Wan Yao prosperity!"
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When Mo Nan finished speaking, his body flashed, and he reached the rolling river of demon blood on the ground. As soon as he tore his placket, he revealed the lifelike dragon pattern on his chest. As soon as the dragon pattern appeared, the entire huge ancient building was there. Tremble.
Rumble!
Following this, the huge ancient building sank below the earth, banging, and sinking directly to the only coffin of the thorny moon demon emperor. The coffin also fell on the ground, and the height was only one meter above the ground.
As if, even the demon emperor, dare not stand taller than this dragon pattern!
"Drink dragon blood and return to the funeral month!"
It's stabbing!
Mo Nan reached out with a stroke and directly cut his own dragon pattern, and golden blood poured out from the dragon pattern, and spilled into the river of demon blood.
Rumble!
The whole demon blood river roared and boiled instantly!
Mo Nan wiped his chest with his hand, and then another bomb shot the blood palm on the ancient Saint Bai Jing coffin of the Tattoo Moon Demon Emperor!
"The funeral month--"
Hum--
Rumble! !!
At this moment, outside the cemetery, the top ten monster kings are already fighting.
Even the elders of the clan also participated in it. Only the guardian of the spirit was still guarding the tomb and kept them away.
But at this time, there was a sudden shaking in the whole earth. This shaking spread hundreds of miles away, and many mountains began to change. The people have a weird feeling, as if it is above the earth, and there are some ancient giants turning over.
Bang!
"Stop-what is this?"
"It came out inside the tomb!" All of a sudden, the top ten monster kings also stopped.
Everyone knows that it was Mo Nan who entered the tomb. Is there something wrong in the tomb?
Qian Yuying shouted, "Open the tomb immediately!"
"Hmm, it must be that the Monan dog thief has touched the prohibition, I'm afraid it has fallen!" Fengchen Demon King laughed.
The face of the guardian of the cemetery was so serious that he did not look directly at the earth, but directly at the sky. Everyone was weird, and they followed the sky.
All the people who worshiped also subconsciously looked up into the sky.
From this perspective, everyone, whether it is the enemy or us, the demon king or the patriarch, is all struck by lightning and lives in the same place!
I saw above the sky, I do n’t know when a purple moon will appear!
A huge moon!
That moon is not an ordinary stance, nor is it a Fa phase, but a condensed purple gas.
That sturdy degree is like a planet suspended in midair.
Roar! Roar! !!
At the sight of the purple moon, a fierce beast made a roaring sound and raised his proud head.
"What happened? Who made this moon?"
"This is no longer what we can control. It's all air transport between the heavens and the earth. Even if it is strong, it is impossible to directly use air transport to form a huge moon!"
The guardian of the cemetery's brows frowned, and he suddenly gritted his teeth, "How can this be like a funeral in the legend?"
funeral?
How could a moon be buried?
Bang--
Above the sky, the huge moon is getting more and more, starting with just 10,000 meters in diameter, then 50,000 meters, 100,000 meters, 500,000 meters ...
The terrible giant planet is suspended above everyone's head!
"Look, what is this breath? It rises from the cemetery!"
The crowd was shocked again, and they suddenly realized that the atmosphere of the whole cemetery rose, as if controlling the entire moon!
One day, ten days, thirty days!
All the practitioners are sleepless, watching the growing moon tightly.
In the seventy-seven forty-nine days, the huge moon sounded like a sky, and the sound of Titicaca sounded. The entire space would collapse at any time!
A murmur of thunderous sounds formed around the moon!
All this, what is going on?
...
The entire field is scarce. Now, I am afraid that it is only Mo Nan who knows.
At this moment, Mo Nan still held down the ancient Saint Baijing coffin of the prince of the thorn moon, and he felt the change of the demon veins outside the realm. year!
One day equals one year!
"The funeral moon, capture the heavens and the earth! Fight for heaven and earth! Open-"
Bang! !!
Above the sky, the burial moon trembled, shattering the void, directly absorbing the luck of the heavens!
Bang!
Mo Nan's body shuddered, he could feel that the boundless avenue's fortune was being sucked from the heavens!
...
At this moment, in that distant heaven.
In the robbery domain of the swallowing clan!
This land, but the most unique existence in the Battlefield of Heaven and Earth, no matter what kind of transportation is gathered here. With this way of playing, they can swallow the heavens to be prosperous, and the emperors born from the swallows of the heavens can dominate the hundred calamities and be undefeated in every battle!
"who is it?"
Bang!
The reclusive ancestor of the Tuntian tribe opened his eyes suddenly, and a pair of bright lights directly smashed the closed door.
He stood up angrily, his body trembling, apparently to the point of extreme anger. And according to his identity, the whole world of heaven is long gone, so that he can be so angry and confused the situation.
But at the moment, there are!
A roaring voice came from his mouth, shaking the entire Tuntian:
"Who is it? Who ruined my heavenly fortune, who broke my chance to swallow the heavens' century? Who is it?"