When everyone saw Zuo Yan like a peerless killing god, walking on the ground on the Ice Phoenix Tower, killing Mo Tian, everyone couldn't help but feel a strong sense of sadness in their hearts.

Ice Phoenix Valley is a closed space, as soon as Mo Tian dies, how can Zuo Yan let them go?

The Emperor of Ice and Fire transplanted the entire dragon vein in the Canglong Gully into the Ice Phoenix Tower. This hundred-zhang dragon is the guardian spirit beast condensed by the spirituality of the dragon vein.

Mo Tian cut off a section of dragon whiskers, and the dragon spirit beast was greatly injured, and fled into the tower with a roar, and did not reappear.

Mo Tian hugged the long dragon beard in his arms, feeling the aura full of spirituality on it, and the corners of his mouth bloomed happily. This thing is definitely a treasure!

The next moment, Mo Tian no longer hesitated, sat cross-legged, and ran the Demon Heaven Slaughter Record with all his might, absorbing the aura on the dragon's beard.

This kind of aura is full of spirituality and extremely high purity, and after running in Mo Tian's body for a week, it will be directly transformed into the true qi of the demon soldiers.

In Mo Tiandantian, the nine demon soldiers were as black as ink, and under the nourishment of the dragon's beard aura, they were condensed almost as if they were materialized.

In the Mo Tian Dantian, the meridians were already filled with the true qi of the demon soldiers transformed from the dragon's beard aura.

But Mo Tian didn't stop, he was still running the Demon Heaven Slaughter Record, continuing to absorb the aura above the dragon beard.

Gradually, the clouds of black qi were windless and automatic, and they swirled around Mo Tian's body.

In this endless black aura, the phantom shadows of the nine demon soldiers, releasing a fierce and domineering momentum, appeared behind him and slowly gathered above his head.

Mo Tian is still absorbing aura, forgetting things and me.

"Click!"

At a certain moment, the nine demon soldiers exploded, the black qi scattered, and the demons danced wildly.

Between his breath and breath, there was the breath of a demon soldier that was extremely condensed, circulating between his snorts.

Mo Tian sat upright, his hands changed, and he pinched out one complex seal after another.

Around him, those spiritual qi with extremely strong suppressive power formed a vortex of spiritual energy, frantically surging towards the acupoints around his body.

Mo Tian's body seemed to be a bottomless pit, absorbing all these spiritual energy.

In about half an hour, the shattered demon soldier recondensed and levitated above his head.

One handful, two handfuls of nine

It wasn't until the ninety-nine demon soldiers were completely condensed that a slight explosion sound came from the depths of Mo Tian's body.

Immediately afterward, a new, more powerful force flowed rapidly throughout the body along the meridians.

"Breakthrough!?" Mo Tian stretched his arms, feeling the strong and condensed power, and couldn't help but let out a pleasant surprise.

"What if you break through, can you save your fate?" A playful sneer came from the steps below.

Immediately afterwards, Zuo Yan's face full of sarcasm appeared in front of Mo Tian.

Mo Tian's pupils condensed slightly, "You're not dead!?"

"Yes, your grandfather Zuo didn't die, so the next one to die is you!

Zuo Yan said, pinched Yingluo's white jade chin, sniffed deeply at her neckline, and praised: "It's so fragrant! haha!

"Senior Brother Mo Tian, leave me alone, go quickly! He has already broken through to the Yuanwu Realm, and even Senior Brother He Xinglong has been killed by him!" Yingluo was ashamed and angry, but still turned her head and shouted at Mo Tian.

Mo Tian's fists were clenched together, the magic in his eyes was like a knife, and he stared at Zuo Yan.

"The surname Mo never leaves his companions!" Mo Tian put down his fist, and his eyes gradually returned to his usual calmness.

"Hehe, hey, it's really a concubine, even I was moved! It's fun to play like this!" Zuo Yan couldn't help laughing.

"The suppression of spiritual power on this tower has an all-round suppression of the martial spirit, qi, and spirit. I don't know how many layers of cultivation in the Yuan Martial Realm can you exert in these more than 900 layers of suppression?"

Mo Tian's eyes were calm, and he looked at Zuo Yan lightly!

"Hmph! At this time, you are still pretending to be calm in front of me! I can't get used to you the most like this, as if everything is under your control! Even if my strength can only exert one percent, it is enough to kill you!"

Zuo Yan said coldly.

Mo Tian smiled faintly and said, "Really?"

The next moment, the seal of the unicorn flickered, and Mo Tian's figure left a string of afterimages, which had already gone and returned.

When I passed, it was one person, but when I came back, it was already two people.

Zuo Yan was stunned, his face instantly became extremely ugly, Mo Tian actually faced each other like this, and directly rescued Yingluo from him.

Although he didn't expect Mo Tian to make such a quick move, he didn't have any precautions in advance, but he left Yan, after all, it was the existence of the Yuanwu Realm. Mo Tian's move is a provocation and an insult!

Zuo Yantie blushed and said, "Little bastard, why hasn't your cultivation been suppressed!"

Mo Tian smiled and said, "Because I'm your father's godfather!"

"you, mother!"

Zuo Yan roared angrily, and the eagle claws in both hands were like hooks, tearing towards Mo Tian.

Before the eagle's talon arrived, the strong wind had pierced Mo Tian's cheeks.

Mo Tian held Yingluo in his left arm, and held the Dingqilin Sword in his right hand, a set of shadowless swords with the sword intent of the Heart Sword, making the clouds flowing and extremely chic.

Yingluo crouched in Mo Tian's arms, watching him talk and laugh, and then broke Zuo Yan's extremely fierce eagle claw skills one by one, and couldn't help but feel a spring heart, and her eyes were full of worshipping little stars.

In this more than 900 layers of spiritual power suppression, the essence and spirit of the whole body were greatly suppressed. Zuo Yan's cultivation in the Yuan Martial Realm can only exert the power of the Xuanwu Seven Folds at most.

Moreover, in this kind of pressure environment, the consumption of true qi and true yuan is also several times, or even more than ten times that of usual.

Gradually, the shadowless sword technique in Mo Tian's hand was not as sharp as before.

Zuo Yan slashed his palm on the Qilin Sword, shook Mo Tian back, and couldn't help but sneer: "My True Yuan is far longer lasting than your True Qi condensation! When your True Qi is exhausted and you want to die, I will let your little woman compensate me well! Before you die, you can also enjoy a good Spring Palace! Hahaha!"

Mo Tian's face turned a little pale, and he whispered to Yingluo: "Senior sister, there is a dragon whisker in my stone ring, you take it out and put it against the Tanzhong acupoint on my chest!"

Yingluo understood, and her little hand touched Mo Tian's finger stone ring, and when Mo Tian's heart moved, the dragon whisker appeared in her hand.

With the replenishment of the dragon beard aura, the momentum on Mo Tian's body also rose suddenly.

The next moment, I saw his unicorn sword shake, and a crimson starry sky appeared behind him.

"Wow!"

In the loud chirping, an elegant huge firebird, rolled up in the sky flame stars, flapping its wings.

"The birds are home!"

Mo Tian shouted violently, and the Vermilion Bird Sword Technique carried the power of the destruction of the flame stars, and slashed towards Zuo Yan with a sword.

The corners of Zuo Yan's eyes twitched, and the golden light on the eagle's talons swept away, tearing away towards the flame star.

"Boom!"

The two forces collided, and the two of them were shocked back seven or eight steps at the same time.

"Come again!" Mo Tian let out a long roar, and ninety-nine demon soldiers were suspended above his head, a set of Vermilion Bird swordsmanship, all of which were open and closed moves, and each move was done with all his might.

(End of chapter)