The Demon Emperor Tsting Moon Falls, and the kneeling ceremony of the nine days and nine nights was finally accepted by many tribesmen.

Although they were sad and caused a lot of controversy, several hatred races almost had a clan war because of the fall of the Demon Emperor. Moreover, the hatred between them did not stop. Instead, they planned to wait for the Demon Emperor to bury and the war was about to start soon.

At this moment, in the Fengchen Demon King Hall, there was extremely quiet.

This Demon King Hall stands on the cliffs of stone thorns. The palace stretches out long and makes people step on it, as if it is floating in the abyss.

Mo Nan held the sleeping Yin'er and stood in front of the huge transparent hall wall. His eyes looked at the brightly lit Wan Yao City. The most mysterious thing in the entire sky was the purple aura in the west. Due to the fall of the Demon Emperor, the surging purple aura began to roll in darkly, as if the luck of the entire world was concentrated here.

Mo Nan's eyes did not blink, as if they were about to penetrate the purple aura covering the sky, but the surroundings were as quiet as water. I wonder what he was thinking!

"Mr. Mo's magical methods... At this moment, he should feel a sense of accomplishment!" Suddenly, the figure of Fengchen Demon King appeared next to him and said something without any beginning or end.

Mo Nan was surprised. Although he had already calculated that Fengchen Demon King would come to him at this time and his spiritual sense was all emitted, he still could not catch Fengchen Demon King's appearance.

The cultivation of this demon king is really too high!

Now Mo Nan is only at the second level of Tongtian Realm. Even if he will increase one or two levels after obtaining the fusion of new fragments, the distance is still too far. Without reaching the Broken Void, he will definitely not be the enemy of Fengchen Demon King's move.

This is also the reason why Mo Nan refused to let go of Yin'er, and it is naturally the reason why Fengchen Demon King stayed in the palace with peace of mind.

"I have chosen to surrender to you, Your Highness, but you have not obtained the throne yet. There are too many variables, how can I feel about accomplishment?" Mo Nan's eyes sank, and his tone was a little aggressive: "You, Demon King, don't have any sense of accomplishment!"

"Hahaha, it seems that Mr. Mo has a clever plan, so why not just say it!" Feng Chen laughed. Judging from the current situation, Mo Nan could only submit to it, and it is natural to give advice to it.

Moreover, Mo Nan has taken action to make the old demon emperor fall. This is a big thing that Feng Chen has wanted to do for hundreds of years but has never been able to do. This shows Mo Nan's greatest loyalty!

Feng Chen doesn’t believe Mo Nan’s truth!

"I can't get the magic trick. The biggest bargaining chip in my hand is Yin'er. It seems that it's time for her to say the last words of the Demon King!" Mo Nan's hand gently patted Yin'er's back and coaxed her to continue sleeping.

Feng Chen stood proudly with his head, with a huge momentum, and the momentum of controlling the power of life and death was fully exposed.

"When I sit on the throne, Mr. Mo will be the first meritorious person!"

...

The funeral of the Moon Demon Emperor will be held as scheduled.

The fall of a generation of demon emperors, and all races were in sorrow. All the entire demon city fell to their knees, and they were filled with various worship objects.

The sacred temple, which has always been listed as the forbidden land of all races, has finally opened.

The thousands of races and thousands of animal pets, all kinds of sorrow and joy are singing, and rows of people kneeling and bowing down formed a huge circle, neatly arranged.

The ten demon kings and the seventeen clans were already bathing and changing into mourning clothes, and walked piously into the temple. In this formation, two two people appeared that made all clans feel strange, namely Mo Nan and Yin'er.

Even the Demon King of Fengyuan said to Qian Yuying: "Since it is the last words of the Demon King, the elder brother said so, let's listen to the teachings!"

The seventeen old tribes all knew that Yin'er was a spiritual clan, and they also knew that Yin'er finally met the old demon king. So, she might have heard some last words.

"Since the Demon Emperor has his last words, how can he not listen to the truth? Please tell me!" Suddenly, the guardian of the cemetery also came out of it, and he agreed.

In an instant, the entire cemetery became quiet.

However, the Fengchen Demon King breathed a little quickly, and it felt something was wrong. Didn’t you agree that you would just say the throne passed on to it? Why did you suddenly change your last words?

But it is the person who brought it up. In this situation, it is difficult to get rid of the tiger, and it can only listen with anger.

Regardless of the result, the most powerful demon king will finally get the throne!

Yin'er's little face turned red. She was attracted by the attention of all races at such a young age. She gritted her teeth and said loudly: "The Demon Emperor told me that I hope that after he dies, there will be a demon king with him!"

"What?"

Boom-

This was simply shocking news, which made all the races kneeling around the cemetery scream in shock, and suddenly became boiling.

Burial with you? Want a demon king to be buried with you?

At this moment, the top ten demon kings suddenly turned pale and stood there with stiff body! All of them were selected!

What is this last words?

Without waiting for others to ask, Yin'er immediately pointed his hand and pointed straight at the Demon King Fengchen, and said in a deep voice: "The Demon King also said that you can go out of the tomb after being buried for three months. He has already chosen the person to be buried with him, so he is called Fengchen!"

Boom-

Suddenly, the whole scene became quiet, as if the whole world had stopped at this moment!

At this moment, all eyes focused on the face of Fengchen Demon King.

Fengchen Demon King's eyes slowly burned up with a flame, staring at Mo Nan tightly. His teeth bit out a series of fire, and his whole body was shrouded in the flames of the black light:

"Dog thing! Do you think this can get rid of me? You are too naive!"

Qian Yuying stepped forward and blocked Mo Nan directly behind him, shouting: "Fengchen, you are so bold! This is the last words of the Demon Emperor, and the relatives of all races are here. Do you dare not to obey?"

Feng Yuan also stepped forward coldly, stood beside Qian Yuying, and sneered: "Brother, the last words of the Demon Emperor are just to let you be buried with you for three months, not to take your life! You don't agree, this is the greatest unfilial piety-"

"Hahaha! So it's your collusion! Three months? This tomb has been closed. I'm afraid you won't open it even after three thousand years!"

Feng Chen clenched his fist as if he had broken a flame. With a bang, the war souls around the tomb appeared one after another. He roared angrily: "Mo Nan Dog Thief! You have to make a lot of calculations, but you have to pay less attention to one thing. In the face of strength, any conspiracy is nothing!"

Boom!

The guards and war spirits around him 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 me, then you can go down and bury with me first-"

Swish-

Feng Chen's body flashed. At its speed, it could break the void, which was not something that Mo Nan could resist. Without waiting for Mo Nan to react, it grabbed Mo Nan with one hand and threw it at the open gate of the ancient tomb!

"The Tomb of the Demon Emperor, Pass!!"
Chapter completed!