"What is this?" Rao was the insight and strength of the Spirit Heaven Venerable's divine soul, and at this time, watching Mo Xiaotian exert the emperor's bloodline, his face was full of horror.

Even he felt a devastating terrifying power from the figure of the emperor, this kind of power, appearing on Mo Xiaotian's body at this time, had to make the Lingtian Venerable feel fear, Mo Xiaotian was only the cultivation of the second grade of the psychic mirror, but at this time, with the increase of the emperor's bloodline, there was a faint tendency to surpass the five grades of the psychic mirror.

"Damn, how could this kid have such terrible hole cards?"

Tyrant's body was extremely hideous, and the killing intent in his heart was about to engulf him, looking at the golden figure, his eyes showed a crazy look.

"Emperor bloodline, town!"

Mo Xiaotian looked at the blood-colored sword that shrouded him, he spit out lightly, and then, the majestic power frantically condensed in Mo Xiaotian's palm, and suddenly, a huge spiritual power giant hand with a hundred zhang appeared in the void in front of Mo Xiaotian.

The moment this spiritual power giant hand appeared, the originally violent spiritual power storm was expelled without a trace in an instant, and the sky was darkened, only the huge spiritual power palm was full of light.

It is like a scorching sun, with a panic in the sky.

At the same time, the moment this spiritual power giant hand appeared, the emperor figure behind Mo Xiaotian also stretched out a giant palm, which overlapped with the spiritual power giant hand cast by Mo Xiaotian, and when the two completely overlapped together, a stream of even more violent spiritual power bloomed from the palm shadow crazily.

"Boom!"

The power that overflowed from the giant palm directly exploded the air within a kilometer around it, and the loud sound like thunder was endless.

The battle platform below shook violently, as if it would collapse at any time, and the terrifying momentum was extremely terrifying.

"This palm is so strong, what is the level of Mo Xiaotian's strength?"

"This palm, the general psychic mirror fifth-grade powerhouse is estimated to be directly killed, Mo Xiao is a genius psychic mirror second-grade cultivator, how can he exert such power?"

"What is the golden figure that appeared behind Mo Xiaotian, how do I feel that it seems to be a true emperor from above the Nine Heavens, with great power and strength!"

The crowd knelt on the ground, looking at the giant palm suspended in front of Mo Xiaotian, with a look of horror.

"Crazy Batian, even if you have a spiritual weapon, Lao Tzu's desire to trample you to death is still as simple as stepping on an ant!" Mo Xiaotian looked at Crazy Batian with disdain, with a touch of contempt on his expression.

Then, Mo Xiaotian's palm pressed down, and the giant palm suspended in front of Mo Xiaotian suppressed the blood-colored crescent sword ray!

"Boom.......

The giant palm suppressed down, and suddenly, there was a rumbling muffled sound continuously, and the battle platform below swayed even more crazily, as if it would collapse in the next second, but fortunately, this battle platform was extremely hard, and it still resisted the terrifying power from the giant palm.

Although the battle platform resisted this terrifying force that overflowed from the giant palm, the continuous palace below, within a hundred zhang, actually collapsed rapidly, and after a while, it became a ruin.

A raging storm swept away, rolling up the wreckage of the building and flying off into the distance.

The sword and the giant palm came into contact in the next second, and the sword that could easily defeat the sword-shaped power that Mo Xiaotian had cast, but it shattered in an instant, and under the terrifying power of the giant palm, it had no power to resist at all.

The giant palm went away to the tyrant, the giant palm brought up a shadow, and quickly slapped at the tyrant, and the violent power made the tyrant's expression change greatly.

As soon as the body of the tyrant flashed, he wanted to dodge this giant palm, with his current strength, he didn't dare to go head-to-head with this giant palm, because this giant palm brought him an incomparable dangerous aura.

"Hide, can you hide?"

Just when Tyrant wanted to dodge, Mo Xiaotian's cold voice came from behind him, and then, the destruction in Mo Xiaotian's hand had already slashed down his back!

The sword qi spewed out, carrying an incomparably sharp aura, and the five-grade powerhouse of the psychic mirror did not dare to shake its edge.

"Damn, boy, since you're going to be aggressive, I'll be with you to the end!"

He clenched his fists, and the extremely violent spiritual power continued to bloom from his body, like an erupting volcano.

When he bloomed his spiritual power, the surrounding kilometers were shrouded in a storm of spiritual power, and the wind howled, making the robes of the wild sky hunt, and his hair was scattered, swaying with the wind, revealing his eyes that were already bloodshot.

"Boy, you're good at pushing me this far, but it's time to stop here. Crazy Batian showed a cold smile at Mo Xiaotian, and in the next second, he suddenly looked up to the sky and roared: "Crazy knife bloodline, open!"

When the words of the Tyrant fell, there was an extremely rich qi and blood churning in his body, and in the blink of an eye, the void within this kilometer was also dyed red by the qi and blood that diffused in his body.

Behind the tyrant, there was a blood-colored starry sky, and in the starry sky, a huge mad knife with a hundred feet was levitating.

A stream of extremely violent swords are blooming, and the space is actually marked out of the traces of the Dao, and this big knife seems to contain an arrogant and arrogant momentum.

The powerful and terrifying coercion also swept away, making the faces of the crowd below turn pale, too terrifying, tyrannical

The mad knife bloodline unleashed is really terrifying.

"This tyrant is worthy of being the strongest genius of the younger generation of the mad family, and he has awakened such an extraordinary bloodline, but he is worthy of the name of the first day genius of the mad family. Mo Xiaotian looked at the mad knife suspended in the blood-colored starry sky behind Crazy Overlord, and nodded, also secretly admiring Crazy Overlord's talent.

Although Mo Xiaotian didn't know the level of this mad knife bloodline, judging from the momentum emitted by the mad knife bloodline, Mo Xiaotian was sure that this bloodline must be very extraordinary.

However, Mo Xiaotian didn't care too much, his current strength, coupled with the two peerless bloodlines, he had the confidence to crush the powerhouse under the six grades of the psychic mirror, and at this time, with the help of the power of the bloodline, his strength had indeed increased again, but he had not yet reached the level of the real six grades of the psychic mirror.

After all, not all the power of the bloodline has the power of the sword god and the emperor bloodline.

"Crazy Sword Slash!" The bloodline of the Crazy Heavenly General was completely blooming, and there was no superfluous nonsense, and with a low roar, the Shura Knife in his hand burst into brilliant brilliance, and the sword qi that was used against Mo Xiaotian was slashed fiercely.

"Huh!"

The sword bloomed, directly piercing through the void, carrying unparalleled power, and collided fiercely with the sword qi that Mo Xiaotian had used before.

"Boom!" the two collided, making a screeching sound, and then, the two attacks exploded at the same time, turning into points of light and shockwaves in the sky.

At the same time, the Tyrant had already turned around and slashed the Shura knife in his hand against the giant palm that had been suppressed.

One by one, the blades that were enough to easily cut a psychic mirror five-grade powerhouse in half were frantically shrouded in the giant palm, and in an instant, the two collided together, and at this time, the sword power exerted by the Tyrant had reached a completely new realm.

The sword of the tyrant directly and strongly split the giant palm, and after a few swords, the giant palm had turned into a point of light in the sky, and it was actually resisted by the tyrant.

However, the corners of his mouth were already covered with blood, which had been injured by the terrifying force of the giant palm.

"Boy, I want to see what means you have now to resist me who has exerted the power of the bloodline at this time?"

Unleashed the bloodline of the mad sword, which made the strength of the mad tyrant skyrocket, although it has not yet reached the strength of the sixth grade of the psychic mirror, but compared to before, it is more than a star and a half strong.

When the words fell, the tyrant didn't plan to talk nonsense with Mo Xiaotian, but held the Shura knife tightly, and slashed at Mo Xiaotian one after another, and the strong and sharp blades were like a crescent moon, and they shrouded Mo Xiaotian like a rainstorm.

And his figure had already rushed towards Mo Xiaotian, and the corner of his mouth was a murderous smile.