Seeing that his offensive was hindered, Mo Xiaotian's expression did not change much, but smiled coldly.

In the next second, his hands were also quickly sealed. The surging spiritual power bloomed from his body frantically with the changes in Mo Xiaotian's hand, like a river, and swept in front of the hovering cold dragon body.

The cold dragon looked at the surging spiritual power roaring in front of him, and it opened its huge mouth, and sucked all this spiritual power into its mouth in one gulp.

The surging spiritual power like a river was directly inhaled into the mouth by the cold spirit, and then it opened its dragon mouth again at the giant palm.

"Whew!" the dragon's mouth opened, and a surging cold current of spiritual power shrouded the giant palm again. This time, when the cold snap roared by, the entire space suddenly became extremely silent.

Layers of frost seemed to freeze everything, and the cold snap fell on the giant palm again. This time, the giant palm was directly covered by frost, and no matter how Tuoba Tian used his spiritual power, the giant palm was still turned into an ice sculpture.

In the cold wind, the snowflakes fell, and the terrible ice qi swept away, and after freezing the giant palm, it went to Tuoba Heaven again.

"How can it be so strong?" Tuoba Tian looked at the cold current that was whistling, his face was extremely ugly, and the power of Mo Xiaotian's punch completely surpassed the former's expectations against the latter.

He already regarded the latter as an opponent of the same level, but he still underestimated the latter, and his giant palm attack, even if it was a strong person of the same level, would definitely not be able to freeze so simply.

Seeing the cold snap roaring, his figure quickly retreated, clenching his fists, and his violent spiritual power roared out. It turned into a giant palm again, but this giant palm was bigger and stronger than the previous one, and there were flames burning on the surface of the giant palm.

The terrible heat swept away, burning the air with a "whoosh" sound, and the terrifying sound made people's hearts chill.

The flames burned brightly, as if they could burn the heavens and the earth.

"Tuoba Tian was forced to use his famous stunt "Burning Sky Palm" by Mo Xiaotian's punch, how strong is Mo Xiaotian?"

Many powerhouses who knew Tuoba Heaven watched him perform this terrifying attack, and their expressions changed slightly, a little shocked. This Tuoba Tian's famous stunt is this "Burning Sky Palm", which definitely has the power of killing the same level in seconds.

"Burning Sky Palm. Tuoba Tian Leng, his hands were sealed again, and the flaming giant palm slapped down heavily against the cold current.

The giant palm slammed down, the heavens and the earth shook, and the terrifying flames burned the battle platform below to scorched black.

A cold current carried an incomparable cold air, a burning giant palm carried a high temperature that could burn the sky, and the two diametrically opposed characteristic attacks roared towards each other.

The moment the "Boom ......." came into contact, the entire void resounded with a muffled sound of "Boom", and the terrifying flames directly and rapidly burned the cold current, and the cold current did not stop the power of this flame giant palm at all.

The piercing sound of "......" continued to sound, and the cold current was rapidly melted by the flames above the giant palm.

In less than a moment, the cold current had been completely dissolved by the flames, and it was impossible to stop the flaming giant palm.

"Mo Xiaotian, you should die!" Seeing that his offensive completely destroyed the cold current, Tuoba Tian roared a little crazy. Mo Xiaotian blocked the offensive one after another, he was already extremely angry, and in front of everyone's eyes, the best of his dignified young generation of powerhouses was blocked by Mo Xiaotian again and again, which made the arrogant Tuoba Tian a little unacceptable.

At this time, seeing that his offensive was finally a crushing effect, he naturally couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.

He sealed his hands, and the giant palm slapped at Mo Xiaotian again. The speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared above the latter's head, and the terrifying heat came, making Mo Xiaotian feel as if his body was about to be burned.

Raising his head slightly, Mo Xiaotian looked at the giant palm that shrouded and wanted to burn and smash himself. His expression finally showed a touch of solemnity, and now he truly realized how strong Tuoba Tian's strength was.

He is worthy of being the best among his peers at the top of the snowy region, and this kind of strength and strength is very extraordinary.

However, Mo Xiaotian was only a little dignified about this palm, and he didn't mean to be afraid.

"After getting this Huangquan Tablet, I don't seem to have used it yet, let me see how strong this Huangquan Quilt is today!"

Mo Xiaotian gently stroked the Qiankun ring on his finger, and muttered to himself.

In the next second, his Qiankun ring shone brightly, and a ray of light rose into the sky.

"Boom!"

A roaring sound suddenly sounded in the void, and then, a huge stone tablet appeared and was suspended in the void in front of Mo Xiaotian. On the stele, three big blood-red "Huangquan Steles" flashed with bloodthirsty cold light.

The Huangquan Tablet was suspended in the void, slowly rotating, bringing a terrifying storm of spiritual power.

An indescribable oppressive force bloomed from the top of the monument, bringing a monstrous momentum.

As soon as the Huangquan Tablet appeared, it brought a strong aura of death, as if this Huangquan Tablet was a sign leading to hell.

The rich aura of death roared out overwhelmingly, enveloping this void, bringing up an unparalleled momentum.

"Huangquan Monument, it turned out to be Huangquan Monument?!" Wang Yang looked at the Huangquan Monument, his expression changed greatly, and he was a little incredulous. He had seen this Huangquan tablet in the records of ancient books, and it was an extremely extraordinary treasure.

Although it is not a spiritual weapon, it is stronger than a spiritual weapon, but this Huangquan Tablet needs someone to get it, and it has not appeared for a long time, and now it has been taken out by Mo Xiaotian, which makes Wang Yang's heart a little frightened.

At the same time, the killing intent in his heart was even stronger, and treasures such as the Huangquan Tablet were actually obtained by Mo Xiaotian. Wang Yang was a little jealous, but he didn't covet this Huangquan Monument. The Huangquan Tablet is very strong, but it has the consciousness of choosing its own master, and it is not a destined person, so it cannot get this Huangquan Tablet at all.

Mo Xiaotian got this Huangquan Stele, which means that the Huangquan Stele has a fate with him, so he is naturally a person who has no fate, and even if he is powerful, it is useless for the treasures that have no fate with him.

Wang Yang's fingers circled, looking at Mo Xiaotian with a look of intense killing intent.

Even Mo Xiaotian has a treasure like the Huangquan Tablet, and he can't say that he has other treasures on his body, Wang Yang is sure that at least Mo Xiaotian has a spirit in his hand

Weapon sword.

"Brother Wang, this Huangquan Monument seems to be very strong. The old man beside him looked at the Huangquan Monument suspended in the void, and his brows were slightly furrowed. Not everyone knows the Huangquan Monument, and it is estimated that only Wang Yang knows it.

"Strong, if you show all its strength, even if the three of us join forces, we will be completely killed in an instant. Wang Yang's expression was extremely ugly, and he was also a little jealous of this Huangquan Monument in his heart.

He knew the information about the Huangquan Monument, so he naturally knew the true strength of the Huangquan Monument.

However, what made him feel a little relieved was that looking at Mo Xiaotian's appearance, he didn't know the true power of the Huangquan Tablet yet.

Otherwise, even if the three of them were all powerhouses of the Nine Grades of the Psychic Mirror, they were still not Mo Xiaotian's one-man opponents.

This is the real horror from the Huangquan Monument, of course, provided that Mo Xiaotian knows how to use the power of the Huangquan Monument.

"Mo Xiaotian, even if you use any hole cards now, it is impossible for me to make this move. Tuoba Tian looked at the huge Huangquan Tablet suspended in front of Mo Xiaotian, and his expression was hideous.

He didn't feel that the Huangquan Tablet had the power to stop him at all, his spiritual power bloomed, and the violent spiritual power frantically poured into the flaming giant palm, making the power of the giant palm increase a lot again.

"Boom ......." As the spiritual power poured in again, the flaming giant palm erupted with even more terrifying power, and it roared down towards Mo Xiaotian faster.

Mo Xiaotian's footsteps retreated again and again, temporarily opening up some distance from the giant palm.

"Huangquan Monument, let me see what kind of power you have. Mo Xiaotian looked at the Huangquan Monument, his hands were sealed, and a strange force frantically drilled into the Huangquan Monument.

"Hum, Hum, ......."

Suddenly, the Huangquan Monument suspended in the void spun rapidly, and at the same time, a buzzing sound resounded, and a terrifying aura bloomed from the Huangquan Monument.

The surging blood light also erupted from the Huangquan Monument and went straight to the sky.

In the blood light, it seemed that a Senhan scythe with a handle appeared, and in the scythe, there was an extremely strong aura of death. It was as if these scythes were the scythes of death that reaped life, with a terrifying aura.

"Huangquan Tablet, Blood Scythe!"

Mo Xiaotian lightly spit out a few words, and the seal method in his hand also changed again.

As the last seal in his hand fell, the scythe in the blood light suddenly moved, turning into a stream of blood light, and slammed into the huge and terrifying flame giant palm.

Both of them were extremely fast, and they collided in the blink of an eye.

"Boom......" The Blood Scythe easily pierced the giant palm, but the blood scythe was constantly melted by the terrifying heat of the giant palm, and the two were frozen in the void.

This kind of collision did not bring much terrifying momentum, but many strong people present could indeed feel the terrifying power between the two.

If a casual trace falls on some strong people whose strength is only the seventh grade of the psychic mirror, it will put them in danger.

(End of chapter)

Sword Venerable