After the collapse of the black statue, time in the North Sea flowed again, and everything returned to normal.

The black ring returned to silence, no longer flying out of the power of the rules, and the black stone statue was gone, only the mark of half-kneeling on the black ring remained, holding the sword to support the body, the source force was restrained, and there was nothing unusual.

After time flowed again, the old man of the purple sea stepped out in one step, and in disillusionment, he came to Jieji's side. Although the old man of the purple sea was also stilled by the ripples emitted by the black stone statue and the entire North Sea, he still felt a hint of clues.

The old man of Zihai squatted down to check the condition of Jieji, and found that Jiechen had some prostration, but it was still fine.

In addition to the old man of the Purple Sea who sensed a hint of clues, Mo Zixu also felt it, and in addition, everyone felt that Jieji had defeated the black stone statue and collapsed.

In the first battle of the second stage of the Zongmen competition, Jieji won.

Juzong was shocked, because this was a battle that even the peak masters and elders were not optimistic about, how could it be possible to win the battle if the ninth order of the Darkness Movement defeated the middle stage of the Cangsheng Realm????? But Jie told them that he had won.

Some of the old people of the Soul Refining Sect seemed to see a person in Jieji, that person was considered to be the strongest Tianjiao since the founding of the Soul Refining Sect, and he was the son of the old man of the Purple Sea.

The peak masters also had to sigh, the old man of the purple sea was really blessed.

The old man of the purple sea held the scar and disappeared into the black ring, but in fact, the speed was too fast, and the vision of the monk of the low realm was not good, so he couldn't catch it.

After the end of the first battle of the second phase of the Zongmen Dabi, the second battle of the second stage has already begun.

The old man of the Purple Sea has a deep fortune not only with Ziao and Jieji, but also one person, he is known as the strongest Tianjiao among the contemporary young people of the Soul Refining Sect, although he usually has a hippie smile and is cynical, but he is the first in combat power among the younger generation, and the strongest in killing power.

His surname is Mo, and his name is false.

The second battle of the second stage of Dabi was challenged by Mo Zixu.

Mo Zixu, who is dressed in white, is like an immortal, his long hair is unrestrained, scattered at will, as the strongest killing power of the younger generation, and his combat power is the first, his face is serious at this moment, not that the battle makes him serious, but for a stone statue, he really can't lift a smile.

Strips of light appeared in the black ring, and the light intertwined on the ground in front of Mo Zixu, and a black stone statue floated from the light, and the black stone statue stood with a fist clenched, without a sword.

The Heavenly Dao Taishen walks with a sword, which is to execute judgment, punish evil and promote good, eliminate evil, and come out with a fist is to teach the rules, draw a square circle, and reason.

Mo Zi was extremely calm, his face was expressionless, he was at the peak of the Cangsheng Realm, he had already condensed six cyclones and forged ten physiques, the so-called six reincarnations of condensation, and ten spirits of forging the body.

If the first realm of the Three Dynamic Realms is to salvage the flesh and mortal bodies like seeds from the red dust, then the second realm of Cangsheng Realm is like washing the marrow of the seeds, moistening the withered seeds, and becoming crystal clear, so as to ensure that the seeds can grow into a great tree.

The aura emanating from the black stone statue is a quasi-life and death realm, and the life and death realm is a breaking of life and death.

Mo Zixu's breath was fierce at this moment, and a black gas gushed out of his body, that black gas carried a pair of red eyes, and his anger was like a wolf's head, which was Mo Zixu's natal soul, and he was greedy today.

There was a peerless beast in the ancient universe, named Jingreed, which was a descendant of the greedy wolf, with unparalleled combat power, and it was a disaster in the world.

After Mo Zixu stepped into the Soul Refining Tower for the first time, he accidentally absorbed the soul and soul of the greed and refined it into the natal soul, but it also left the ferocity of the greed, and the ferocity of the greed was not controlled, and it would attack often.

Because of the particularity of his natal soul, the old man of Zihai can suppress the ferocity of today's greed, so he will often pat Mo Zixu's head, but in the days without the old man of Zihai, Mo Zixu needs to bear it alone, but once he can't bear it, he will lose his original humanity, and only the brutal ferocity remains.

But with the ascension of Mo Zixu's realm, he can almost suppress the ferocity of today's greed, and when Mo Zixu breaks through the Cangsheng realm, he will be able to completely control the power of today's greed without being affected by its ferocity.

The black qi moved around Mo Zixu, which was incompatible with Mo Zixu's white clothes, and wearing white clothes was also Mo Zixu's hint that he should not be unable to stick to his original heart and become a fierce beast without humanity.

The black stone statue of the quasi-life and death realm clenched his fist and came out, and the fist intent spread, forming a fist momentum, suppressing Mo Zixu, and the fist of the black stone statue had a golden light emitting from the inside out, and a punch attracted the fist intent of the eight directions.

The black qi moved with Mo Zi's empty thoughts, stretched out his four legs, and ran in the air, the wolf head of the black qi became more and more three-dimensional, and the red eyes on the wolf's head seemed to drip blood.

The black qi suddenly accelerated, dodging the black stone statue's fist and hitting its chest, but it was composed of the power of the rules, and the black stone statue with the strength of the quasi-life and death realm was extremely hard, and it grabbed the black qi with a single fist and slammed it to the ground.

The black stone statue's arm glowed, and lines appeared, and the black qi collapsed on its own, turning into a series of headless and legless black gas, escaping the confinement of the black stone statue's arm, and surrounding the air with Mo Zixu and the black stone statue as the center.

Mo Zixu pushed out with a palm, and a small ink-colored river rushed out, rushed up and down, and fell towards the black stone statue, above the black stone statue, a golden shield appeared, and the ink river fell on the shield and fell to the ground.

More and more water from the ink river on the ground flooded the black stone statue and Mo Zixu's feet, and the water was not real ink, but the source power.

The Cangsheng Realm condenses the cyclone and tempers the body, which is like cultivating a bowl into an iron bucket, with a larger capacity and harder.

Therefore, a large amount of source power poured out of the body, and the evolution of it into a strange scene was regarded as a sign of the great success of the Cangsheng Realm.

In the three directions of due north, east and west of the black stone statue, three one-zhang high peaks appeared, and the small peaks were black, looking viscous as ink dye.

This battle world is blank, only ink and ink-stained peaks remain, like an ink painting.

This is Mo Zixu's landscape and ink realm.

Mo Zixu stood directly south of the black stone statue, forming a potential of four peaks and one trap.

It's a long story, but it's just a little bit of time.

At this moment, Mo Zixu was dressed in white and black, as if he had just been fished out of the ink, as Mo Zixu stepped out, the ink slowly surged, the ink peak moved without wind, and an ink painting came to life.

The power of life and death of the black stone statue operated, his right arm glowed, and lines appeared on his arm, blasting towards an ink peak, but the landscape ink realm rotated, the direction changed, and Mo Zixu replaced the peak that the black stone statue was going to attack.

Mo Zixu, whose whole body was black, wrapped his fist towards the black stone statue with one palm, took the black fist, and stopped.

The lines on the arm became brighter and brighter, and the power of life and death rushed from the arm of the black stone statue to Mo Zixu's palm, at this time, the three ink peaks shook, and Mo Zixu used the defense and solidity of the three mountains to block the quasi-life and death killing power of the black stone statue.

The three Mo Peaks moved again, and Mo Zixu borrowed the power of the three mountains to slam another fist into the chest of the black stone statue, blasting out a fist pit.

The black stone statue is unconscious, the stone body is sensational, the eyes flash with white thunder, drawing a square circle, teaching rules.

A square thunder is below, a round thunder is above, the sky is round, in this square heaven and earth, the rules of the Heavenly Dao Taishen Sect!

"Speak, forbidden!" The ancient Heavenly Dao voice came out, and there was no sound in the Landscape Ink Realm, and Mo Zixu was as if he was deaf.

"Do it, forbidden!" Mo Zixu's power is draining, and what is lost is the power of the three mountains.

"Don't look at indecent things, forbidden!" The picture in front of Mo Zixu's eyes gradually blurred.

The black stone statue held a thunderbolt and threw it, Mo Zixu swiped it in front of him with one hand, his hand was like a pen, and a black ink stroke appeared, and that stroke changed into an ink-colored sword, Mo Zixu grabbed it and blocked the thunder thrown over.

Losing his voice, losing the power of the three mountains, and his vision blurred, Mo Zixu relied on the power of his divine sense, his body rushed out, and a sword turned into eight inks, and the eight inks went towards the black stone statue from different directions.

Within the radius of heaven and earth, there are rules in heaven and earth, and the way of heaven is reasonable.

The ancient sound came out of the mouth of the black stone statue, and the eight inks collapsed directly, Mo Zixu had already arrived, and he was the strongest in the younger generation of the Soul Refining Sect, showing his edge!

A punch came out, condensing the terrifying source power, and a white thing like rattan spread out from the fist, Mo Zixu punched it, and the power of rules intertwined in front of the black stone statue, the shape of a spider web, Mo Zixu's fist hit it, and the power of rules was scattered.

Mo Zixu slammed his fist on the black stone statue again, smashing out a fist pit again, and at this time, a thunderclap erupted from the square circle, and a circular thunder landed, wanting to suppress Mo Zixu.

A wolf rushed out of the void, extremely fast, vaguely seeing blood-colored eyes, jet-black fur, and four feet with a small ball of source power, rushing into Mo Zixu's body.

Mo Zixu, who was all black, turned white again after he rushed into his body, but a red eye appeared on the white clothes.

At the same time, Mo Zixu's eyes also appeared bloody, like a demon, Mo Zixu pulled out an ink sword in the air, and the ink sword slashed out in his hand, drawing a bloody light, cutting open the square heaven and earth, and a white light that almost blinded people exploded in the sky.

The black stone statue stepped on the rules, rushed towards Mo Zixu, lines appeared in the air, and followed the black stone statue out, and the ink sword in Mo Zixu's hand melted, and the ink under his feet was subsumed.

Mo Zixu pinched the seal with one hand, and the other hand was behind him, his source power surged, his eyes were more bloody, and hundreds of ink swords rushed out of the ink lake, with blood light, and suddenly stabbed towards the black stone statue.

The ink sword was densely packed, blooming with a bloody color, and the black stone statue collapsed, turning into rules and being classified into a black ring.

The landscape and ink realm were lifted, and Mo Zixu stood in the black ring, dressed in white, and was suave.