Lei Jingyu looked startled and was about to stop it, but it was too late.

Suddenly, a lightning phantom the size of a silver needle slowly appeared from the center of the hidden thunderbolt's eyebrows.

A grim laugh rang out. Everyone outside the arena suddenly discovered that at this time, the cultivation of the realm of the hidden thunderbolt also rose rapidly.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Congratulations! You've finally managed to provoke me! Next, I'm not going to show mercy!"

A burst of cold laughter spread throughout the audience.

Mo Yang's eyebrows were cold, and his complexion also changed.

The lightning bolt the size of a silver needle grew clearer and clearer, and finally turned into a mark, imprinted on the center of the hidden thunderbolt's eyebrows.

In this calm and gloomy competition field, thunderclouds surged up again.

The original cultivation of the Eight Realms Tongtian Realm was a grade, but with the appearance of the lightning mark, the realm cultivation suddenly surged, and it was not until the fourth grade of the Eight Realms Tongtian Realm that it slowly stopped.

"What kind of strange exercise is this? It can actually make people instantly raise three levels at once!"

Everyone outside the arena was full of surprise, and they couldn't help but worry when they looked at Mo Yang's expression.

"It seems that it is really difficult to predict who will win or lose in this competition!"

Lei Jingyu, the head of the Divine Thunder Sect, had a strange look on his face, as if he was looking at the hidden thunderbolt's expression, with both anger and sigh.

Perhaps only he and Yin Li knew that forcibly improving their cultivation would not only cause great damage to their own spiritual veins, but also that the time would not last long.

However, if you can take advantage of this to defeat Moyang, the name of the hidden thunderbolt will immediately shake Dongzhou. Lei Jingyu knew that Yin Li had made up his mind to make this decision after weighing it again and again.

"Is it a forcible improvement in cultivation? The consequences are not very pleasant!"

Mo Yang smiled bitterly, as if talking to himself. However, looking at the hidden thunderbolt's eyes, it slowly began to become positive.

"Mo Yang, no matter what the consequences are, I will bear it myself! But today, I must trample you under my feet!"

As soon as Hidden Thunderbolt finished speaking, his body speed seemed to be twice as fast as before.

In the blink of an eye, another fierce and powerful offensive appeared in front of Mo Yang.

This attack was extremely decisive and fierce, and in the void, there seemed to be a faint sound of space cracking.

"Meteor Thunder Fist!"

Yin Li shouted, turned his fists into a thunder hammer, and his strength was like a thousand pounds, and he smashed it at Mo Yang.

Mo Yang didn't move or hide, and a sly smile appeared on his face.

Yin Li's face was slightly stunned, but he didn't have time to think about it, and slammed his fist on Mo Yang.

Boom!

Lightning!

Mo Yang's figure cracked instantly. It was as if I had been blown away by a punch.

Hidden Bolt's face was startled again, "Phantom?"

Before he could regain his form, Mo Yang's ghostly figure had already appeared behind Yin Li.

Rumble!

Mo Yang struck out with a palm, extremely fast.

Hidden Thunderbolt hurriedly dodged, but it was too late. The left shoulder was hit by a solid palm from Mo Yang.

"Immortal Sacred Step!"

"Meteor Thunder Fist!"

Mo Yang did not close his momentum, and two loud shouts sounded in succession, and under the attack, he carried the power of thunder and lightning, which became faster and faster each time.

In the test room, it was as if it had suddenly transformed into two ink yangs. makes people fall into the illusion for a while, and they can't figure out which one is Mo Yang's true body.

Gu Fanzi and Qing Banxian outside the arena saw it in their eyes, but their faces were shocked.

"But in just two months, Senior Brother Mo has used this skill so proficiently! It seems that Senior Brother Mo is really not a mortal!"

Qing Banxian was in a good mood, and after laughing, he watched the fierce battle in the field and drank a few sips of wine.

Mo Yang's speed is getting faster and faster, and his attacks are becoming more and more violent, and each attack seems to have the power of ten thousand pounds.

At this moment, the hidden thunderbolt seems to only have the momentum to parry, and there is no power to fight back at all.

After another fierce attack, the two quickly separated.

Under the void, Mo Yang stood with his hands in his hands. The hidden thunderbolt was a little embarrassed and began to gasp for air.

"After all, there is still a grade difference...... The fact that the Hidden Thunderbolt has been able to drag on until now is already impressive!"

Mu Yan, the head of the Jade Void Sect, who had never said half a word, was inevitably moved at this moment.

"Hey, hey, hey...... I've never been so embarrassed...... This feeling is really rare!"

After Yin Li sneered, he wiped the corners of his mouth, and a trace of viciousness flashed from his eyes.

"Thunder Domain!

As a skill spell was recited, Hidden Thunderbolt's hands quickly sealed.

Another thunderfield rose out of thin air, with a thunderous sound that shook the sky.

In the midst of lightning and thunder, it was as if a behemoth was slowly forming.

This minefield grew bigger and bigger, and in an instant, it crossed the abyss between the stands and the competition field, and spread towards the viewing platform.

Seeing this, the four elders of the Four Immortal Sect turned slightly pale. Then, seal with one palm, and tap the void a few times at the same time.

Suddenly, bounded by the edge of the grandstand of the competition field, a large barrier was formed instantaneously.

Seeing that the Thunder Domain could not expand by half an inch, the crowd outside the stands slowly exhaled a breath.

The Hidden Bolt glanced at the four elders, and then pointed his wrist downward.

Thundered!

A thunder tower comparable to the size of the Futu Pagoda fell in an instant, and pressed towards the direction where Mo Yang was standing, and pressed it rapidly.

Mo Yang looked up at this thunder tower, and couldn't help but feel palpitations.

Although Mo Yang was no longer afraid of skills such as thunder law since the spirit pill in his body refined the power of the thunder tribulation, after all, he had just cultivated Xiaocheng, and he didn't know where his limit was. In case, if you are trapped in it by this thunder tower, and there are other accidents, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Moreover, the power of the Eight Realms Four Rank Cultivators and the Eight Realms One Rank Cultivators is not the same. Even if there was a hint of risk, at this moment, Mo Yang did not dare to try.

Then, Mo Yang's brows tightened, and he retreated several feet in the air, quickly dodging.

"Hmph, do you think you'll be able to avoid Retta this way?"

After a burst of wild laughter, he saw that the thunder tower under the thunder domain suddenly began to grow in size.

After a while, the entire competition arena was in the range of Retta's captivity.

Mo Yang stood on the edge of the test field, with an abyss behind him. If you cross this abyss, it will be the same as going out of bounds, and you will be eliminated.

Mo Yang's heart was ruthless, and a fierce color suddenly erupted in his eyes.

"Eight Desolation Seals! Great Desolation God Seal!"

This is a kind of exercise that Mo Yang re-comprehended when he comprehended the Great Wilderness Heart Sutra, in the barrenness, under the void, combined with the Eight Desolation Seals. Today is the first time to use it, and I don't know how powerful it is.

However, between Moyang's divine thoughts, he vaguely felt that the power of the "Great Desolate Divine Seal" might have exceeded the eighth layer of the Eight Desolation Seals.

The moment the seal was completed, a dragon's roar sounded in the air.

A huge ancient seal, as if with great power, as if it had the power to seize the heavens and the earth, accompanied by a barren force, from the sky above the thunder domain, slowly formed.

The moment this ancient seal was born, the nearby peaks and the abyss seemed to tremble.

Everyone outside the arena is pale and shocking!

The ancient seal pressed towards the thunder tower, seemingly slowly, but like a lightning bolt.

Click!

Everyone seemed to hear a crisp sound from the lightning and thunder.

This Retta, which almost besieged the entire competition field, actually emitted a crack.

Bang!

The Ancient Seal continued to exert downward pressure, and although it was much smaller than the Reta, it was infinitely powerful.

After confronting him for a few breaths, Reta collapsed.

Burst!

The moment the Reta broke, a stream of blood suddenly spurted out of the Hidden Thunderbolt's mouth, and then looked at this ancient seal with a horrified expression.

"What is this!"

Mo Yang did not echo, and Gu Yin continued to press down.

At a certain moment, the Ancient Seal suddenly crushed Raida into nothingness and appeared above the Hidden Thunderbolt.

Hidden Thunderbolt showed a fierce face and gritted his teeth. In the next moment, his hands suddenly rose up, ready to shake him.

"Junior, no!"

The moment the words came out, the figure of the era had already appeared on the side of the hidden thunderbolt.

Epoch looked gloomy and let out a loud shout. His hands quickly sealed, and then he slashed violently into the void with one palm.

In the turbulent space, a black crack suddenly appeared. The moment the crack appeared, it seemed to carry a huge suction, and it instantly absorbed the ancient seal.

In the next moment, everyone blinked and looked again, the sky had returned to its original state, and the ancient seal had disappeared.

"Do you want to kill him?"

Ji Yuan looked at Mo Yang with a sullen face, and a trace of inadvertent horror flashed in his eyes.

"Mo Yang knows his mistake. ”

Mo Yang rubbed his hands together, and his face was extremely respectful.

Ji Yuan looked at Mo Yang for a moment and nodded slightly.

Then, he turned his head to look at the seriously injured Yin Li, and pondered for a moment.

"That's it. ”

After listening to this, Yin Li raised his head nervously and looked at Ji Yuan with a reluctant expression. Just as he was about to speak, he coughed up another stream of blood.

Ji Chang sighed, as if he felt very sorry. He spoke in a deep voice again, and the voice floated through the audience.

"The third competition, Moyang, win!"