Chapter 792: Yang Mo Strikes!

In a large hall above Qingyuan Peak, Yang Mo walked out of it, and the aura on his body was majestic to the extreme, and there was a faint golden light.

Yang Mo stretched his waist and glanced at the hall behind him, with a smile on his face,

"Haha, the energy in the Qingyuan Pool is really vast, I absorbed less than half of it, and I can barely control it to break through!" Yang Mo muttered to himself.

Now the energy in his body is extremely strong, twice as powerful as before!

At this point, his cultivation has reached the extreme of the transcendent realm, and it can be said that as long as he wants to, he can break through to the realm of transforming into a god at any time.

However, Yang Mo didn't dare to break through, because he sensed an inexplicable threat, this threat came from the void in the underworld, and it seemed that as long as he broke through to the realm of transforming gods, something would happen.

"Wait until I ask my grandfather first, and then decide when to break through to the realm of transforming gods." When Yang Mo thought of this, he wanted to return to the Nameless Peak.

However, at this time, he discovered an abnormality in the sect, there were many more disciples, and at the same time, they gathered together in twos and threes to discuss something in a low voice.

Even, the atmosphere of the sect has changed a lot, and it has become extremely tense, and it seems that the storm is coming.

Yang Mo was curious, and his spiritual power spread, wanting to know what everyone was discussing.

"Alas, Senior Brother Zhang died in battle, and we have lost another master of the transcendent realm!"

"Damn, being bullied to the door by the three sects, my disciples really can't wait to go out and kill them!"

"Forget it, all of you Tianjiao Senior Brothers are not opponents, we are just sent to death, that god and demon platform, but there is only life and death, no victory or defeat."

"It would be good if Chu Yunfan and Senior Brother Li Chunjian made a move, with their skills, it should be enough to deter the disciples of the three sects."

"Forget it, if Senior Brother Chu Yunfan makes a move, I'm afraid the other party's Mu Hanfeng will also make a move, it was this guy who defeated Senior Brother Chu and them in one move, if they are defeated again, the face of the sect will be lost......"

"Have you forgotten Senior Brother Yang Mo, he had killed many disciples of the Three Sects in the Qingyou Ancient City before, if he made a move, there would definitely be no one in the same level who would be his opponent......"

"There is also Senior Brother Wang Shuang, who is even more undefeated with Mu Hanfeng, if he makes a move, even if Mu Hanfeng himself ends, he will not be afraid......"

“……”

The sound of discussion came into Yang Mo's ears, making him frown, from the discussion of everyone, he heard one thing, it seemed that the disciples of the three sects had set up a battle platform outside the Qingyuan Sect to challenge the disciples of the Qingyuan Sect.

Moreover, this battle table is only limited to the same level, and only if one side wins and kills the opponent, then the battle table will be opened again.

Thinking about things in his heart, Yang Mo decided to go back to Nameless Peak to ask Zhou Qian what had happened during his time in retreat.

Why did the three sects actually hit the door of their own sect?

"Senior Brother Yang, you're out of the customs!" Suddenly, a somewhat surprised voice sounded not far away, Yang Mo looked up, and Gu Hongyi looked at him with a look of surprise.

Next to her, there was also Meng Lang, a little fat man, whose eyes kept rolling, and he didn't know what the hell he was doing.

"Senior Sister Gu, what's going on?" Seeing a familiar person, Yang Mo stepped forward and asked with some doubts.

"You come with me." Gu Hongyi didn't explain, and walked towards a palace with Yang Mo.

Inside the palace, Gu Hongyi opened a window, just outside the Qingyuan Sect, and could vaguely see the dense figure of the three sect alliances, as well as a huge battle platform.

Subsequently, Gu Hongyi briefly talked about what happened after Yang Mo's retreat, and finally concluded, "Now the alliance of the three sects has made a god and demon platform to challenge my Qingyuan Sect Tianjiao, we have played thirteen battles, and we only won three games, and they were all miserable victories. ”

"Senior Brother Chu, Senior Brother Li, and Senior Sister Situ They are all in retreat and can't fight, and they are all in the realm of transforming gods, if they fight, I'm afraid they will have to face Mu Hanfeng, who is at the peak of transformation gods, this guy's strength is too strong, it is estimated that except for Wang Shuang, none of us can use his one and a half moves!"

Yang Mo listened quietly, did not disturb Gu Hongyi's speech, and when the other party finished speaking, he groaned for a while, and then his eyes were cold, and without saying a word, he got up and was about to leave.

"Senior Brother Yang, you can't fight!" Seeing this, Gu Hongyi hurriedly grabbed the other party, "Master, they have already decided, when Senior Brother Chu and they get out, they will send us away, if you go to war, in case of an accident, this is the loss of the entire sect, and the sect master will definitely not agree." ”

"Senior sister, don't worry, among the same level, those disciples of the three sects are just local chickens and dogs, and the junior disciples don't care about it at all." Yang Mo said confidently, since there is such a treasure as the God and Demon Table, he is not worried about facing Mu Hanfeng, in the transcendent realm, except for himself, he is really not afraid of anyone.

"That's not good, this god and demon platform is the other party's treasure after all, who knows if it's a conspiracy, just to lure you out, in short, you can't fight!" Gu Hongyi's tone was extremely resolute, and he firmly pulled Yang Mo down.

"That's right, Senior Brother Yang, we can't do risky things, you are a golden god body, and when you cultivate to a great success later, this Western Star Domain is not at your disposal, why bother with some gains and losses today......" On the side, Meng Lang also opened his mouth to persuade.

Yang Mo heard the words of the two, his heart was also slightly relaxed, he looked up into the distance, but found that on the huge god and demon platform, two figures were fighting frantically, but within five rounds, one figure was cut in half by a sword.

"Disciples of Qingyuan Sect, but so, disciples are also a bunch of waste!" The figure was bathed in the blood of the disciples of the Qingyuan Sect, and he sneered and spoke, and his voice resounded throughout the sect.

"Have the courage to fight me!"

"Bastard!" Seeing this, a flash of anger flashed on Yang Mo's face, and as soon as his figure jumped, he turned into a streamer of light and flew towards the outside of the Yuanqing Yuan Sect.

"Senior Brother Yang!"

"Senior Brother Yang!"

Gu Hongyi and Meng Lang shouted from behind, but they could only watch Yang Mo leave.

"It's okay, let him go, with us, we won't let him have an accident!" At this time, a voice appeared in Gu Hongyi's ear, which made her stunned, and then she reacted and nodded helplessly, but the worry in her heart was put down.

Since Shizun said so, then Yang Mo should not be in danger, after all, among the same level, she doesn't believe that anyone can defeat Yang Mo.

"Bang"

Yang Mo turned into a meteor, directly out of the Qingyuan Sect's mountain protection array, and entered the god and demon platform, and the god and demon platform trembled violently.

In the main hall of the sect located above Qingyuan Peak, there was a huge light curtain in front of Qing Yuanzi and the others, and Yang Mo's figure appeared in the light curtain, they seemed to have made some kind of decision, and Elder Li and the others on the side were all angry and glared.

Old God Zhou Qian was sitting there, looking at Yang Mo in the light curtain, and a flash of expectation flashed in his eyes.

"Qingyuan Sect Yang Mo!"

Yang Mo fell, glanced at the other party coldly, at this time, on the god and demon platform, a cyan light curtain rose up, enveloping the two of them, which was an admission that the two were at the same level and could fight!

The other party's pupils shrank, and he didn't seem to expect to meet Yang Mo, for this genius of the Qingyuan Sect, the disciples of the three sects all know something, he didn't know how many disciples of the three sects he killed in the Qingyou Ancient City, and even the god realm was not the opponent of the other party, although he was conceited, but he also had self-knowledge.

But on this god and demon platform, only the prohibition of one party's death will be opened, thinking of this, a touch of ruthlessness flashed in this disciple's eyes.

"Shenxiao Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique!"

With an angry shout, the thunder rolled above him, and in an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and the sound of "boom" sounded, and purple thunder rolled like a swimming dragon in the clouds.

Behind him, a divine sword was unsheathed, floating in the air with the man's hands.

With a bang, a thigh-thick purple thunderbolt fell from the sky and hit this person's divine sword directly.

"Slash!"

In an instant, the divine sword turned into a thunderous sword light the size of a hundred zhang, falling towards Yang Mo, with such power, even if it turned into a god, it had to be taken seriously.

"Disciple of the Divine Night Sect!" Seeing this, a touch of disdain flashed on Yang Mo's face, "Carving insect skills, kill you, you don't even need the second move!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he directly slapped a palm, turning into a monstrous wave of golden yuan power, covering the sky, and the thunder sword light that killed it had not yet exploded in power, it disappeared in Yang Mo's palm.

This palm, castration did not stop, and after blasting the opponent's sword light, he slapped this person's palm into meat sauce!

"Boom"

The ring shook and was shaken by Yang Mo's palm.

"Qingyuan Sect Yang Mo, which one is going to die will fight with me!" Yang Mo looked at the alliance of the three sects not far away, and at the front, there were some top disciples of the three sects, among them, Mu Hanfeng, Zitiandu, and Luo Yunxiang were among them.

Behind them were full of famous disciples, and at this time, they were all looking at Yang Mo on the battle platform.

"Transcendent peak cultivation, which of you is going to fight with it?" Hearing Yang Mo's words, the three major disciples all looked at the disciples behind them.

At this moment, no one dared to answer, Yang Mo slapped a transcendent peak with one palm, they had already seen it, and they really didn't have the slightest confidence to defeat the other party.

Seeing that the disciples of the three sects were silent, Yang Mo not only showed a touch of mockery, "This is the backbone of the disciples of the three sects, and they don't even have the courage to go on stage. ”

"Haha, the disciples of the three sects are also silver spear wax-like heads, and they don't use it......"

"Outside of the gold and jade, the defeat is in it, it is said that they don't even have the courage to fight, and they still have the face to stand there, I am ashamed of them......"

At this time, within the Qingyuan Sect, one after another figures stood in the Great Array of Protector Sects, looking at the disciples of the Three Sects in the distance with a mocking expression, all kinds of sarcasm, ridicule and counterattack like a tide.

At this moment, the disciples of the three sects felt the anger of the previous disciples of the Qingyuan Sect.