The shaking space suddenly fell silent, and Bai Qianleng's fist wrapped under the Golden Crow Battle Armor and Mo Li's palm wrapped in the earthy yellow light stopped in mid-air.

The next moment, Mo Li's solemn face changed suddenly.

Rumble!

As the corners of Bai Qianleng's mouth slowly rose, the aura on his body suddenly burst out again, reaching a new height.

At the same time, above Bai Qianleng's right fist, a faint black mist diffused, and the dead breath was perfectly fused with his violent scorching aura.

Boom!

Bai Qianleng's slightly bent right arm suddenly straightened, and the powerful and incomparable power suddenly erupted, and Mo Li's palm slammed into his chest.

"Hmmm......"

Mo Li snorted, his face turned pale, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his body flew upside down.

Although most of the powerful power was blocked by Mo Li's palm and the Earth Spirit Seal, there was still a part of it that hit his chest along his palm, making Mo Li's chest directly sink slightly, and the severe pain invaded Mo Li's nerves, and the next moment he smashed directly on the ground, smashing the extremely hard ground and sinking deep into it.

Bai Qianleng stood proudly, and slowly withdrew his right fist.

However, everyone stared at his fist deadly, and there was an extremely complicated gaze in their pupils.

There is such an exclamation, there is a feeble paleness, and there is a deep awe.

The faint black light that shrouded the fist, the power that exuded the aura of death, what could it be other than the power of death.

Bai Qian Leng, sure enough, he has already reached the Nirvana realm, and unlike the situation where Moon Ling's combat power is comparable to the Nirvana realm, Bai Qian Leng has really reached the Nirvana realm.

And with the powerful foundation of hundreds of thousands of colds, what kind of terrifying combat power will he have when he has truly reached the Nirvana realm?

Everyone couldn't help but look at the big hole that Mo Li smashed out, as for Mo Li's body, it had already been buried deep in the ground, and everyone couldn't see it.

How strong Mo Li's three major forces are after they are compatible, everyone has already seen it with their own eyes, it is with this powerful force that Mo Li can suppress the Moon Spirit and finally defeat it, which is enough to prove his strong strength and the strength of this special force. But this power that was enough to defeat the Moon Spirit still couldn't stop Bai Qianleng's fist.

It's not that Mo is weak, but Baiqian Leng is stronger!

Everyone's eyes were a little stunned to look at the broken pit that was smashed out by Mo Li, as well as the golden light shining and domineering Bai Qianleng.

Could it be that Mo Li was defeated like this?

Click!

The ground shook slightly, and the broken ground suddenly collapsed directly, and a figure rose into the sky, randomly and slowly falling on the opposite side of Bai Qianleng.

"Hoo ......"

Mo Li's face was a little pale, and the blood at the corner of his mouth had not yet had time to wipe it off.

Exhaling slightly, his right hand lightly pressed on his chest, and a trace of death force on the slightly sunken chest was constantly invading his body, preventing his body from recovering.

"Nirvana realm, it's really enviable......"

Mo Li put down his right hand, as if he didn't care about the death power that kept invading his body, but looked at Bai Qianleng calmly.

The sudden outburst of Baiqian Cold was something he didn't expect.

Because the Nirvana realm of hundreds of thousands of colds is Qi cultivation, and his physical cultivation is still the realm of spiritual perfection. In other words, Baiqian Leng is a dual cultivation of gas, and both have been cultivated to an extremely high level.

And when Bai Qianleng cultivates his physique to the limit of the Lingfu realm, he can directly break through to the Nirvana realm naturally, because he has already comprehended the power of life and death, and there is no obstacle from this.

When the time comes, he will be even stronger when his gas is in the Nirvana realm!

Mo Li said softly: "Senior Brother Bai is worthy of being the first day talent in the Eastern Regions, amazing!"

Bai Qianliang smiled suddenly: "For you and me, the Nirvana Realm is just a transition, what is there to praise when you reach the Nirvana Realm? You are far younger than me, and decades of time are completely enough for you to reach the Nirvana Realm, so why envy me." ”

Although Bai Qianleng is proud but not conceited, ordinary people are not looked at by him, so ordinary people feel that he has no one in his eyes, but as long as the person who is recognized by him is absolutely respected, but there are too few people who can be recognized by him.

At least among their peers, there are only three people in the entire Eastern Regions.

Moon Spirit, Mo Li, and ...... Meng Bufan.

Also, the people of the few tribes who are rarely born.

Bai Qian looked at Mo Li's chest coldly: "But now you're still a little bit behind." ”

In Mo Li's sunken chest, that trace of black mist was about to penetrate into Mo Li's body, and there was no need for hundreds of thousands of cold shots at that time, and Mo Li would have to spend great strength to deal with the death power in his body.

Of course, this is what Bai Qianleng and the rest of the people think.

Mo Li stroked his chest, feeling the invasion of the power of death on his body: "The power of death is indeed a little troublesome. ”

If he can use the power of life and death, what level of combat power will he reach?

With the help of the three-leaf lotus and the five-leaf lotus, Mo Li has already comprehended the power of life and death, and even has not lost to some powerhouses in the Nirvana realm, but his realm has not yet been reached, so he cannot use the power of life and death.

If you let others know about this situation, I'm afraid your jaw will drop.

There has never been a comprehension of the power of life and death that can't keep up with the realm, and I haven't heard that the improvement of the realm can't keep up with the comprehension of the power of life and death, and Mo Li's realm is still improving so fast.

Bai Qianleng put his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "Your strength is very strong, but your realm is too low to exert its true strength, and it is still a little short of the power to fight against me, and you will have a chance to fight with me in a few decades." ”

Bai Qian's cold and arrogant words seemed so reasonable. Even the people around me didn't feel any disobedience.

They know very well that if they don't solve the power of life and death, Mo Li has no chance of winning, and only when Mo Li really breaks through to the Nirvana realm can he stand on the same level as Bai Qianleng.

Everyone looked at Mo Li with some regret, this rampaging dark horse was still defeated by Bai Qianleng's hands.

"Alas......"

Lin Wu sighed slightly, feeling pity in his heart.

There is only one step left for the young sect master to be able to reach the top of the Eastern Regions, what a glory it will be.

Even Tang Xiaoyu, who had always believed in Mo Li, had a gloomy look in his eyes, and in this case, there was no longer any chance of winning.

"What are you thinking, the young sect master said that he would take the first place, then he will definitely be able to take it down! What you have to do is not to sigh here, but to take a good look at me and cheer for the young sect master!"

Chen Yun glanced at the regret and disappointment on the faces of everyone who left the alliance, and his voice was a little stern.

Chen Yun's sudden reprimand shook everyone's bodies, and their expressions were a little cringe.

However, everyone heard something from Chen Yun's tone, and their dim eyes lit up again.

Could it be that the young sect master still has any means?

Li Motian looked at Meng Bufan's calm face, and said with some curiosity: "Brother Meng doesn't seem to be worried about the young sect master?"

Meng Bufan said calmly: "Those of you who leave the alliance are not worried, and I don't have to worry about it. ”

He seemed to have a faint smile: "Because, he won't lose." ”

Chen Yun and Li Motian glanced at each other, and a glimmer of light flashed in their eyes, this Meng Bufan really believed in the young sect master.

The random two smiled slightly, and they also believed it.

In the arena, Mo Li said softly: "Decades, too long." ”

Bai Qian raised his eyebrows coldly: "You can't even expel the power of life and death, so you want to defeat me now?" Others say that I am too domineering, that I have no one in my eyes, and that I see no one in my eyes......

His eyes suddenly turned cold: "It's you!"

Mo Li smiled suddenly, and his right hand was slightly raised, gently swiping across his chest.

Bai Qian's cold face suddenly froze, and he stared at Mo Li's chest.

"What did you do?"

Where Mo Li was in his chest, the trace of death power had disappeared, as if Mo Li had gently wiped off the dust on his body.

Mo Li's moment was clearly seen by the people around him and everyone outside the light curtain.

That's impossible!

What did he do?

No one knew what Mo Li had done to erase the power of death so easily.

Only the middle-aged man in the Heavenly Machine Pavilion flashed a trace of incredulity in his eyes, the trace of breath he felt just now, could it be ......,

Seeing Bai Qianleng's incredible face, Mo Qian suddenly wanted to laugh.

After all, it's a pleasure to make Baiqianleng look like this.

His left hand slowly brushed over the sword body of the Spirit Devouring Sword, and Mo Li slowly walked towards Bai Qianleng.

Da!

Da!

Mo Li walked very slowly, and every step seemed like a leisurely stroll.

"What I did, Senior Brother Bai can experience it for himself. ”

Rumble!

Bai Qianleng's body suddenly burst out, and his voice was extremely cold: "Then let me see it!"

"Golden Crow Battle Fist!"

The sun spirit fire surged out, the power of death permeated the fist, and hundreds of thousands of cold like humanoid flames came to Mo Li's body, not losing the slightest punch just now and smashed down on Mo Li's face.

The blazing heat of the sun's spiritual fire hit his face, illuminating Mo Li's face into a piece of gold.

It was this punch that defeated Mo Li just now.

Slashed down with the Soul Eater.

In an instant, the dead power of death spread rapidly, wrapping around the Soul Devouring Sword.

Airplanes!

Under the calm sword light, a terrifying aura that seemed to be able to cut everything off rose to the sky.

The death power that was wrapped around the body of the Soul Devouring Sword was twisted into nothingness under this fierce aura.

Under the shocked gaze of countless people, that sword cut off the power of death, cut off the sun spiritual fire, and directly slashed on the golden crow battle armor of the hundred thousand cold fists.