When the old grandmaster was desperate, he saw a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old stand up.

When everyone saw the boy come out, they were shocked.

"Who is he?"

"Isn't this the young man who came with the old man Ouyang of the Daomen?"

"What is he going to do?"

Everyone was puzzled and didn't know what Mo Yun was going to do.

They had already probed Mo Yun and found that the spiritual power in his body was weakened, and he was obviously not a master.

And, how strong can a teenager of eighteen or nineteen be?

"Is he going to surrender?"

"Hmph, this traitor!" said someone angrily.

They thought that Mo Yun's strength was weak, and if he stood up at this moment, he must have been frightened and wanted to surrender.

Although the masters of the major forces did not dare to stand up and resist, no one stood up and surrendered, because they thought that they could not afford to lose this face.

However, at this moment, seeing that someone stood up and wanted to surrender, they suddenly became angry, and they couldn't wait to tear Mo Yun apart.

Lin Xue was also attracted by Mo Yun's actions, her diamond-like eyes flashed with doubts, and she looked towards Mo Yun.

She didn't make an evaluation, and for some reason, she always felt that this teenager was a little different.

"Traitor, you take another step, I'll kill you first!" A middle-aged man with a big sword stepped out, trying to block Mo Yun.

"Fan Zhicheng of the Chaotic Sword Gate!"

"Eight pinnacles!"

Everyone was shocked, but they didn't expect that someone from the Chaotic Sword Gate would take the lead.

However, Mo Yun didn't look at Fan Zhicheng and walked straight towards the master of the Tianji Gate.

"Look for death!" Fan Zhicheng saw that he was being ignored, but he was so angry that he couldn't do it, his face was hideous, and with a snort, the big sword crossed the air and slashed towards Mo Yun.

Mo Yun's pace did not stop at all, as if he did not see Fan Zhicheng, he still moved forward, not in a hurry.

Everyone was shocked, thinking that the young man in front of him was a fool.

Even Nie Yuande couldn't help but cover his eyes, he knew that Mo Yun was very strong, but he didn't think that Mo Yun could be strong enough to ignore the blow of the eight-rank peak powerhouse.

He regretted a little, he didn't look at Mo Yun, he knew that Mo Yun's strength was superior, and he thought that the other party was a master who was not weaker than him, and he might be able to rush out if he united with several strong people for a while.

But now, Mo Yun didn't know what medicine he had taken wrong, so he walked towards the master of the Tianji Gate with his head bored, ignoring Fan Zhicheng's attack.

It's obviously too late to stop it now.

Because, the sword light has been cut down, and he is not a foot away from Mo Yun, and no one can save him.

However, just when everyone thought that Mo Yun was going to die.

The sword light that slashed towards him suddenly shattered and dissipated in an instant.

The next moment, Fan Zhicheng didn't even have time to scream, a big hole opened in his chest, and blood burst out like pulp.

"You-" couldn't say a word, Fan Zhicheng fell to the ground, too dead to die.

Something like a fool.

Mo Yun didn't have a good impression of the Chaotic Sword Gate, so he naturally wouldn't keep his hand.

However, he didn't look at Fan Zhicheng from beginning to end.

Everyone was collectively stunned and horrified, and some even felt that they were hallucinating.

They didn't even see how Mo Yun made a move, and Fan Zhicheng, the peak master of the eighth grade, had already fallen to the ground, and his chest was pierced and died.

However, the shock is just beginning.

Before everyone could come to their senses, Mo Yun had already come to the Tianji Gate Master.

"Is there another one to die?" The master of the Tianji Gate saw Mo Yun coming, but he didn't care, he sneered, and his eyes flashed with excitement.

Even if he saw Mo Yun's reaction, the master of the Tianji Sect was not afraid at all, he had already absorbed the old master of the Xingyi Sect almost to the fullest, and his cultivation exploded, even if the young man in front of him was, it could not be his opponent.

"Don't worry, when I'm done cleaning up this old fellow, it'll be you. The master of the Tianji Gate licked his lips with an excited expression.

Lao Zong was already dying at the moment, and when he saw Mo Yun coming over, he was stunned, and his eyes looked at the latter fiercely, actually signaling Mo Yun to retreat.

Mo Yun couldn't help but be moved, even if the old man was like this, he was still thinking about others.

Mo Yun's expression froze, and he made a move without warning.

With a bang, Mo Yun pointed forward, and in an instant, a dazzling golden light burst out between his fingers, and the domineering energy suddenly filled the heavens and the earth.

"Huh!"

The master of the Tianji Gate looked shocked, and he didn't care about using the grinding plate to absorb the old master.

He quickly stepped back, flipped the blood-colored grinding disc over, and blasted towards Mo Yun.

The blood-colored mountain tops were red with blood, Mo Yun snorted coldly, and quickly pointed out with a finger, and the golden light was dazzling, like the essence of the sun bursting out.

In the next second, the blood-colored energy was dispersed by the golden mang, and a golden light slammed into the blood-colored grinding disk.

Click-

The blood-colored grinding disc shattered instantly, and then the pieces exploded, turning into blood mist and dissipating into the air.

The power of this finger was too terrifying, not to mention that the blood-colored grinding disc was shattered, and even in the surrounding mountains, a bottomless ravine several feet wide appeared.

The master of the Tianji Gate stood on the edge of the ravine, although he was still alive, the small half of his body had been torn apart.

The face of the master of the Tianji Gate was pale, his eyes were full of fear, and he couldn't figure out why the young man in front of him defeated him with one finger.

"It's not bad, the strength has reached the peak of the nine grades. Mo Yun said lightly: "But that's all, you can go on the road." ”

In the next moment, the Tianji Gate Sect Master, who was still in shock, felt a terrifying killing intent.

His complexion changed greatly, and he hurriedly said, "I am a divine envoy, you can't kill me!"

Mo Yun frowned: "Divine envoy?"

"That's right! I'm an oracle of God! The gods are coming! I'm their spokesman! If you kill me, you won't survive!"

The face of the master of the Tianji Gate became hideous, and when he thought of the supreme god, he suddenly had confidence.

"Divine envoy, cult is right?" Mo Yun sneered, looked at the Flame Giant Tree and said, "This tree seems to be connected to the sky, but it is actually a strange altar?"

"Say, which cave space is this thing connected to?"

"You-" The master of the Heavenly Machine Gate was shocked again, he didn't expect that Mo Yun would almost know the truth.

"Hmph! They are gods, even with your strength, you can only be killed in seconds! Now that the passage has been opened, they can come down after a month when the blue star is completely awakened, and then it will be your death!"

There was one more sentence he didn't say.

Which cave space?

Hehe, not one place, but all!

"Death?" Mo Yun looked at him with a smile.

He could roughly guess what the god in the mouth of the master of the Heavenly Machine Gate was.

Black Dragon, Candle Dragon, Eight Desolation Demon Dragons, and creatures of that level.

The previous Mo Yun was naturally not their opponent.

But now......

How much comes and how much is destroyed, it's just experience points.

Just as Mo Yun was thinking, the master of the Heavenly Machine Gate sneered, exuded a breath, and deliberately transmitted a beam of spiritual imprint to Mo Yun, allowing him to see and feel the true strength of the gods.

However, after that, Mo Yun raised his finger indifferently.

"You-" Before Tianjimen could say a word, he was pierced through the chest and fell to the ground.

"A month from now?" Mo Yun looked at the sky.

At this rate, it's been a month, I'm afraid I'm already in the ninth grade, right?