Is this because he opened the fourth level of demonization?

Mo Yu frowned. Does that mean that if someone controls the power of demonization above him, he can also suppress him without resistance.

If this is true, the power of curses is not only a powerful trump card for him, but also an invisible weapon that restricts him!

Countless thoughts suddenly turned in his heart, and Mo Yu looked up at the Lord of Junshan, "You seem to be afraid of me? Say everything you know."

"He doesn't know his ability?" This thought came out of his mind, and the mind of the King of Junshan God suddenly became alive, but before he could speak, Mo Yu's voice sounded faintly, "You'd better not lie to me, otherwise I will naturally have a way to get everything I want to know. Believe me, you will definitely not like this ending."

He waved his sleeves, and Leidersa's figure suddenly appeared and saluted respectfully, "I am very willing to serve Your Highness!" His hot eyes seemed to be watching the seductive feast.

"The Demon King!" The Lord of Junshan screamed in horror.

Fu Rong, Ou Ye Grandma, Zi Yun and Tu Master, the four of them were also stiff.

Mo Yu admired it and looked at it. Leidersa was indeed smart and cooperated with his plan very well, but he was silent on the surface, "Now, you can say it."

The eyes of the Lord Junshan are unstable.

Reedelsa's body exploded suddenly and turned into a black mist, and a low and greedy voice came from it, "Your Highness, since he doesn't want to speak, give me all these people, and you will definitely get everything you want to know."

Ziyun's eyes suddenly widened, "Fellow Daoist Mo Yu, I don't know anything! Junshan God King, why don't you answer Fellow Daoist Mo Yu's question quickly? Do you want to kill us together!"

"Yes! Junshan God King, please tell me!"

"Junshan God King!"

"At this time, what else do you have to hesitate about?"

The King of Junshan suddenly roared, "Shut up!" He looked up and stared at Mo Yu, "I can say everything, but I have to promise that I will never harm me. Otherwise, even if the Demon King takes action to devour the soul, I will be sure to keep the secret!"

Mo Yu glanced at him, "I can spare you all the time, but at the cost, you five will become slaves under my seat."

It is inevitable that the identity is exposed, and subduing these five people is undoubtedly the best choice, which can give him a strong force. After confirming his identity as the Xuanhuang clan, he must prepare for future revenge, and want to destroy super sects such as the Barbarian Holy Sect and the Burial Curse Sect. In addition to his strong cultivation, he also has powerful forces.

Conquering the five king levels is just the beginning.

"See Lord Junshan!" The Lord of Junshan bowed his head, reached out and patted his forehead and showed a look of pain. A surging soul power appeared in his palm, faintly appearing as a square seal.

The soul seal, the exclusive ability of the Holy Demon clan, absorbing part of its own soul into a seal is equivalent to handing over one's own life and death, and being completely controlled by the holder of the soul seal.

Grandma Ou Ye, Ziyun and Tushizi hesitated for a moment, and they all bowed down one after another, gathered the soul seal and presented it with both hands. Only Fu Rong looked bitter and never responded.

Mo Yu frowned, and his eyes suddenly became more cold. If he could not be controlled by him, there would be only a dead end. In order to keep his identity secret, he could not take any risks.

Fu Rong's heart shrank violently and said anxiously: "Stop anger. The villain came from the Secretariat Buddha Sect. Since joining the Buddha Sect, he has been protected by ten thousand Buddhas. Even if he is demonized, he cannot hand over the soul seal!" He raised his hand and wiped it over his head, and it turned into a bald head, with nine incense scars particularly obvious.

"Secret Buddhist Sect!" Mo Yu's eyes flashed slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Leidersa.

Sure enough, the black fog transformed from the body of the Demon King surged violently, emitting a burst of violent aura, "Master, please give me this person!"

He used to cooperate with Mo Yu to act, but now he has truly murderous intent.

"Was the Secretariat Buddha Sect who imprisoned you back then?"

"yes!"

Mo Yu looked at him and shook his head, "I have promised to spare them, so I can't give him to you, but don't worry, I will definitely give you a chance to revenge in the future."

Although he was rejected, Reedelsa's heart was slightly warm, because he had no need to explain the relationship between him and Mo Yu.

This is a feeling of being respected.

"Everything is in accordance with your instructions!" Reedelsa spoke in a deep voice, but for the first time he felt a little sincere from the bottom of his heart.

Mo Yu nodded and looked at Fu Rong, "Let go of all resistance and let me feel your soul."

"Yes, sir." Fu Rong bowed his head without hesitation.

A trace of praise flashed in Mo Yu's eyes, and raised his hand and landed on his bald head. A trace of spiritual thought suddenly popped out. After a while, he groaned and raised his hand suddenly. Dozens of yellow silk threads emerged from the top of Fu Rong's head, and the end of the tail was stuck in his palm.

"Hmph!" With a cold snorting, his palms tightened, and the powerful force suddenly burst out, shattering the yellow silk thread that wanted to invade his body!

The remaining part of the yellow silk thread was quickly retracted back to Fu Rong's head. His face suddenly turned pale, and a stream of blood was spewed out of his mouth, and his breath suddenly became extremely atrophy.

"The protection of all Buddhas... is such a vicious means!" Mo Yu's face was as deep as water, and he suddenly felt endlessly disgusted by the Secretariat Buddha Sect, whom he had never been exposed to. It is conceivable that he can use this kind of control method to deal with enemies outside the sect!

Fu Rong smiled bitterly, "Actually, the villain was originally a monk from Jiuchan Temple. The sect was swallowed by the Secretariat Buddhism Sect, so he had to devote himself to his sect. It is precisely because of this that the task of exploring the land of sin fell on me. They were still very gentle towards the real Secretariat monks."

As he spoke, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

Mo Yu pondered silently, but his mind was talking to the Jiesha Ku Tiangong. "You have also felt the protection of all Buddhas in his body. Is there any way to crack it?"

"Yes, but it takes time." Lu Tian's voice showed strong confidence, "But now we can set up a layer of confinement first, interspersed in the protection of all Buddhas, so that we can not only restrain most of its functions, but also allow the master to control this person. However, this process may be a little painful."

Mo Yu withdrew from his divine thoughts. With his understanding of Lu Tian, ​​since it was said that it was a bit painful, it must be very painful.

After pondering for a moment, he looked up and said, "I have a way to help you control most of the protection of the Ten Thousand Buddhas, but this process will be difficult to resist."

Fu Rong's eyes lit up, and he clasped his hands together and sat cross-legged, "Fu Rong is not afraid of pain, he just wants to be free!"

Mo Yu stopped talking, and suddenly raised his hand and pointed it and fell to his head. The viscous black blood evil aura suddenly surged out and turned into seven paths to penetrate into his mouth, nose and seven orifices.

Fu Rong's body stiffened and then trembled gently. Beads of sweat as big as beans overflowed from his pores, and his face turned sallow. But his mouth was tightly closed, without making any sound.

After a long time, Mo Yu stopped and took a step back, looked at Fu Rong with appreciation. Putting aside the others, this person's will is indeed strong.

After a few breaths, Fu Rong slowly opened his eyes. Although it was dull, his eyes became particularly bright and clear, revealing joy and excitement.

He took a deep breath and spoke respectfully, "Thank you to give Fu Rong a new life, and ask you to give me a name."

Mo Yu's heart moved, but the surface was still calm and he spoke slowly, "You should be clear that while restraining the protection of all Buddhas, the changes I made can control you."

"I see."

"You want me to give me a name?"

"yes."

Mo Yu did not refuse anymore, pondered for a moment, and said, "I don't know much. I saw that there are nine incense scars on your head, so in the future you will take the name of Nine Rings, how about it?"

"Thank you, sir!" Jiujie stood up and tore off his disguised robe, revealing his plain Buddha's clothes, and stood next to Mo Yu's side with his head down slightly.

"This little monk is good. If you train him, it may be a great help in the future." Lu Tian spoke in a deep voice.

Jie Sha nodded repeatedly, "Young man, we have not obtained a Buddhist scripture. Since the master cannot use it, he may be able to hand it over to him."

Lu Tian was silent for a moment, "Yes. But this Buddhist scripture is of extraordinary origin, and what we gain is only a soul memory, which can only be passed on to one person. So please ask the master to investigate and then decide whether to pass it on to the Nine Jie."

When the words fall, a soul memory appears directly in Mo Yu's mind. If he wants to practice, he can open it directly.

The dialogue between the two great spirits was exactly what Mo Yu thought. Since he wanted to establish his own power, he naturally had to cultivate his confidant. However, his resources were limited, and although he was optimistic about Jiujie, he still had to observe for a while.

Although it took a while, Mo Yu was extremely satisfied with being able to gain a subordinate with cultivation potential. He brushed his sleeves and took the soul seal of Junshan God King and others. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he let go of the suppression of several people. "Now, you can continue with the previous problem."

The King of Junshan saw that Mo Yu had a great peace of mind when he helped Jiujie, and at this moment he respectfully bowed, "Yes, sir."

He paused for a moment, as if he was organizing the language, and soon continued to speak, "There is endless cursive power in the land of sin. It is rumored that before the ancestor of the Xuanhuang clan died, it was exerted by the death resentment of billions of races as a medium. After the monks absorbed it, they could master the power of demonization as long as they could withstand the erosion of the curse power. The monks who mastered demonization were collectively called the Holy Demon clan."

He looked carefully and saw that Mo Yu did not show impatience. He knew in his heart that he had guessed correctly. The master did not know much about this matter, so he explained more and more thoroughly.

"On the surface, the monks of the Holy Demon Clan were hunted by the four major sects, but the four major sects have been secretly trying to break the curse power and then master it. They will secretly send monks into the land of sin from time to time to absorb and merge the power of curse. It is rumored that it is because the great secret of the Xuanhuang clan is hidden deep in the land of sin, but if you want to enter it, you must first break the secret hidden by the power of curse..."

"For a long time, the number of fusion cursed monks has increased. In order to avoid or compete with the four major sects, they have gradually gathered to form a holy demon clan. Because the four major sects also hope to find ways to master the power of the curse from the holy demon clan, they acquiesced their existence. The reason why I feel fearful of adults is that the leader of my holy demon clan - Xiongba!"

Speaking of this, the King of Junshan subconsciously paused, but soon gritted his teeth and said, "I wonder if the fourth level of demonization has been opened?"

Mo Yu said: "Not bad."

The King of Junshan nodded, "That's it. Xiongba, the leader of my Holy Demon Clan, has the peak of the king's level, and has also opened the fourth level of demonization. The terrifying method he used to shock the entire clan is to suppress our strength and forcibly devour the curse power in the bodies of the strong men under his command!"

Mo Yu understood what he meant after listening to it. The reason why the King of Junshan was afraid was because he was afraid that he would take action to devour the curse power in their bodies.

But he couldn't figure out one thing...

"You mean, Xiongba can suppress your strength?"

"Yes, but you don't have such a terrible display that you can't completely lose your resistance." Seeing that he did not show any abnormality, the Lord of Junshan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. After all, for the monks of the Holy Demon Clan, the curse power in their bodies was directly linked to their strength and devouring others to absorb the temptation of curse power, which was naturally amazing.

Mo Yu kept thinking silently, this might be related to his identity as the Xuanhuang clan.

Seeing him pondering, the King of Junshan hesitated for a moment and said, "Sir, I took Jiujie and others into the land of sin this time. I was ordered by the domineering emperor to replenish the power of the powerful people for the Holy Demon Clan. This person is cruel and ruthless and ambitious, and he will definitely not tolerate us to join the command of the Lord."

"You mean, he might come to me for trouble?"

"Based on what subordinates know about him, he will definitely do it."

Mo Yu showed a sneer on his lips, "Even if he doesn't come, I will go to the Holy Demon Clan if I have the chance." He has an advantage of absolute suppression on the Holy Demon Clan monks, so he naturally has to make good use of it. If he can bring the entire Holy Demon Clan group into his hands, his strength will naturally soar.

The King of Junshan's God thought about it and understood what he meant and complimented: "With the strength of the Lord, defeating Xiongba is only between the backhand. I wish you in advance that you will take charge of the Holy Demon Clan as soon as possible!"

Mo Yu waved his hand without saying anything, and his eyes fell into the blood lake in front of him.

"This place is called the Holy Demon Blood Lake by the Holy Demon clan. It is rumored that it is gathered from the blood of millions of people from the Xuanhuang clan. It contains infinite cursive power and can help the king-level cultivators transform into the body of the Holy Demon in a short period of time." Junshan God King explained in a low voice.

"Millions of tribes?" A trace of sadness flashed in Mo Yu's eyes.

"No," the King of Junshan did not notice it, and was still speaking on his own. "The Xuanhuang clan suddenly declined, and a frenzy of flesh and blood was suddenly set off. Any major force in the heavens and all worlds who were qualified to intervene did not miss that glutton feast. The Xuanhuang clan, which was famous and shocked all directions, was killed in a short time, and his blood was forcibly extracted, and his clan members were killed."

"This blood lake may be one of the many places to draw bloodlines. The reason why powerful forces from all sides are emerging is largely because they have devoured the bloodline of Xuanhuang. It can be said that the demise of the Xuanhuang clan has caused the rapid expansion of the strength of the various forces."

Mo Yu felt cold in his heart, as if a basin of cold water was poured on his head in the cold winter, and his body suddenly became cold.

Draw bloodlines!
To be continued...