The fall of the stabbing moon demon emperor was finally accepted by many clansmen during the nine days and nine nights of kneeling and worshiping.
Although they were grieving, even though they were making a fuss, there were even a few hateful races that almost broke out in a clan war because of the fall of the Demon Emperor. Moreover, the hatred between them didn't stop. Instead, they planned to start a war immediately after the Demon Emperor's funeral.
At this moment, in Fengchen Yaowang Palace, it is extremely quiet.
This demon king's palace stands on the cliff with stone thorns, and the palace stretches out long and horizontally, making people step on it, as if suspended in the abyss.
Mo Nan hugged the sleeping Yin'er, standing in front of the huge transparent palace wall, his eyes looked at the brightly lit Ten Thousand Demon City. In the entire sky, the most mysterious thing is the purple qi in the west. Because of the fall of the demon emperor, this monstrous purple qi began to roll secretly, as if the luck of the whole world was concentrated here.
Mo Nan's eyes didn't blink, as if he was about to penetrate the purple air that covered the sky, but the surroundings were as quiet as water, and he didn't know what he was thinking!
"Mr. Mo's magic tricks... At this moment, he should have a sense of accomplishment!" Suddenly, the figure of the Fengchen Demon King appeared next to him, and said a sentence without beginning or end.
Mo Nan was surprised. Although he had already calculated that the Fengchen Demon King would come to him at this time, and all his consciousness had been released, he still couldn't catch the Fengchen Demon King's appearance.
The cultivation base of this demon king is really too high!
The current Mo Nan is only at the second level of the Tongtian Realm. Even if he obtains new fragments for fusion, he will be upgraded by one or two levels, but the distance is still too far. Without reaching the Shattered Void, it is absolutely impossible to be the enemy of the Fengchen Demon King.
This is also the reason why Mo Nan refused to let go of Yin'er, and naturally it was also the reason why Fengchen Demon King kept Mo Nan in the palace with peace of mind.
"Now, I have chosen to rely on you, Your Highness the Demon King, but you have not yet obtained the throne, and there are too many variables. How can I have a sense of accomplishment?" Mo Nan's eyes sank, and his tone was a little aggressive: "You, the Demon King, have not A sense of accomplishment!"
"Hahaha, it seems that Mr. Mo already has a clever plan, so let's talk about it!" Feng Chen laughed, judging from the current situation, Mo Nan can only submit to it, and it is natural to make suggestions for it.
Moreover, Mo Nan has already taken action to make the old demon emperor fall. This is a major event that Feng Chen has been wanting to do for hundreds of years but has never been able to do it. This shows Mo Nan's greatest loyalty!
Fengchen has no reason not to believe in Mo Nan!
"It's not a good idea, Yin'er is the biggest bargaining chip in my hand. It seems that it's time for her to say the demon emperor's last words!" Mo Nan gently patted Yin'er's back with his hand, coaxing her to continue to sleep.
Feng Chen stood proudly, with a myriad of auras, the aura of mastering the power of life and death was fully exposed.
"When this king sits on the throne, Mr. Mo will take the lead!"
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The funeral of the Stinging Moon Demon Emperor proceeded as scheduled.
The fall of a generation of demon emperors caused the sympathy of all races. The entire Ten Thousand Demon City fell to its knees and hung all kinds of objects of worship.
The Spirit Hall, which has always been listed as the top forbidden place of all races, was finally opened.
Thousands of races, thousands of beast pets, all kinds of sorrows and joys were singing, and rows of kneeling and prostrate clansmen formed a huge circle, neatly.
The ten demon kings and the seventeen clan elders had already bathed and changed into mourning attire, and walked piously to the spirit hall. In this formation, there were two people who made everyone in the clan feel strange. They were Mo Nan and Yin'er.
Although all the clan members were surprised and questioned, because even the patriarch of the Wan clan couldn't enter the cemetery or step into the hall of spirits. Why can these two people who came out of nowhere get in?
But no matter what kind of voice it was, it was strongly suppressed by the Fengchen demon king, but among the top ten demon kings, even Qian Yuying did not object. He also said sadly: Yin'er was the last thing the old demon emperor saw before his death, and the old demon emperor liked her very much.
But Yin'er said that at that time, the old demon emperor had passed on her last words and asked her to pass them on to the Wanzu, so the guardian of the cemetery reluctantly agreed.
In this way, Mo Nan and Yin'er are the first cases in the whole world!
"This is the cemetery of the demon emperors of all ages!"
Holding Yin'er in his arms, Mo Nan stepped in step by step, and that ancient divine power kept pushing him away. It seemed to be repelling him, an outsider.
Mo Nan even believed that if he didn't have the fragments with him, he really wouldn't be able to step into this ancient cemetery.
This is not a joke. Although the Outer Territory is only a part of the Outer Territory, it can also prevent the heavens from being annexed for thousands of years. This proves that the Outer Territory Eight Desolation has enough ability to compete with the heavens.
Every time you step into a huge staircase, you will see real guardian spirits on both sides of the staircase.
These battle spirits are all light golden yellow, more than ten meters tall, with terrifying wings growing on their backs, as if they will dissipate at any time, and they seem to condense into substance at any time, smashing the sky in a rage!
Mo Nan secretly glanced at the purple air in the sky again, this majestic purple air that can win the luck of heaven and earth has already frozen over the cemetery!
"Thousands of people mourn together, and it is difficult to comfort the ancestors! The eighty-nine generation of demon emperors are chasing after their ancestors—our descendants, please open the gate of the ancestor's tomb!" The oldest clan elder chanted in grief.
boom! !
The majestic tomb of the demon emperors of the past dynasties burst open!
The guardian personally stepped into the ancient tomb step by step with the coffin of the ancient sage Baijing of the Piercing Moon Demon Emperor on his back.
Exactly how he was buried, none of the seventeen clan elders outside, nor the top ten demon kings knew!
At this time, the Fengchen Demon King suddenly stepped out, and said in a loud voice: "When the Demon Emperor passed away, he left a last message and passed it on to the seal of the spirit clan. Today, in front of the ranks of thousands of clans, listen to this What is the last word?"
Although the Wanzu is not allowed to enter the cemetery, outside the cemetery, those kneeling down are all the patriarchs and elders of the Wanzu. They can hear everything that is said inside.
Hearing what Fengchen Demon King said, there was a burst of commotion among the ten thousand clans.
"Last words? Hmph! Even the old servant who served the Demon Emperor didn't know there was a last word. What kind of last words can she hear as an outsider?" Qian Yuying yelled angrily, and immediately objected.
"presumptuous--"
The Fengchen Demon King let out an angry cry, his expression was stern, and flames spewed out from his eyes. His aura had originally overwhelmed everyone, but now when he was angry, he seemed to be possessed by a spirit of guarding and fighting, and no one could stop him: "The last words of the Demon Emperor, how can you Is it something you can't believe?"
Mo Nan patted Yin'er lightly, and at this time Yin'er said timidly: "What the old man told me was not to pass on the throne to anyone. He said that if you don't want to hear it, forget it."
"Huh? It's not a pass?" This time, everyone was shocked.
Often times like this, shouldn't you tell which demon king the throne will be passed on to? If it wasn't for the battle for the throne, it would be worth listening to.
Even the Fengyuan Demon King said to Qian Yuying: "Since it is the last words of the Demon Emperor, the eldest brother also said so, let us respectfully listen to the instruction!"
The seventeen clan elders all knew that Yin'er was from the Spirit Clan, and that Yin'er also met the old Demon Emperor in the end. In this way, she really might have heard some last words.
"Since the Demon Emperor has his last words, why don't you listen to the reason? Please say it!" Suddenly, the guardian of the cemetery also came out, and he also agreed.
In an instant, the entire cemetery became silent.
On the contrary, the Fengchen Demon King has a bit of rapid breathing, it faintly feels something is wrong, didn't you agree that you directly passed the throne to it? Why did you suddenly change your last words?
But it was the one who raised it, and in such a scene, it could not get off the tiger, so it could only listen with restrained anger.
Regardless of the outcome, the most powerful demon king will get the throne in the end!
Yin'er's little face was a little red. She had attracted the attention of all races at such a young age. She gritted her teeth and said loudly, "Grandpa Yaohuang told me that he hoped that after his death, he would be buried with a demon king." !"
"What?"
bang——
This was simply shocking news, and all the people kneeling around the cemetery suddenly cried out in shock, and they immediately became erupted.
Funeral? To be buried with a demon king?
At this moment, the faces of the top ten demon kings turned pale, and they stood there stiffly! Among the ten of them, they will all be selected!
What is this will?
Yin'er didn't wait for other people to ask, she immediately stretched out her hand, pointed straight at Fengchen Yaowang, and said in a deep voice: "Grandpa Yaohuang also said that you can leave the tomb after three months of burial. The person who wants to be buried with him Already selected, call me Fengchen!"
bang——
All of a sudden, the whole scene was silent, as if the whole world had stopped at this moment!
At this moment, all eyes were focused on the face of the Fengchen Demon King.
The eyes of the Fengchen Demon King slowly burned with flames, staring at Mo Nan firmly, his teeth clenched out flames, and the whole person was shrouded in black flames:
"Dog! Do you think you can get rid of this king? You are too naive!"
Qian Yuying stepped forward, blocked Mo Nan behind her, and shouted: "Fengchen, you are really bold! This is the last word of the Demon Emperor, and the clansmen of all races are here, do you still dare not obey?"
Feng Yuan also stepped forward coldly, stood beside Qian Yuying, and said with a sneer: "Brother, the demon emperor's last words are just to let you be buried with you for three months, not to kill you! You don't agree to this, this is the biggest unfilial—”
"Hahaha! It turns out that you guys colluded! Three months? This tomb is closed, and you probably won't open it for three thousand years!"
Feng Chen clenched his fist, as if shattering a flame, and with a bang, all the battle spirits around the mausoleum appeared one after another, and he roared angrily: "Mo Nan dog thief! You have counted thousands of things, but you missed one thing , in the face of strength, any conspiracy is nothing!"
Boom!
The surrounding spirits suddenly appeared, and the fighting spirit enveloped the entire cemetery, including the entire huge city of ten thousand demons.
"If you want to be buried with the king, then you should go down to be buried with him—"
Swish——
Feng Chen's figure flashed, and with its speed, it could shatter the void, which was not something Mo Nan could resist at all. Before Mo Nan could react, it grabbed Mo Nan with one hand and walked towards the opened ancient tomb. Throw the door!
"The Tomb of the Demon Emperor, close!!"
