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"You, you're not that copy, what the hell are you!"

The man in the black mask looked at the person in front of him who was dressed exactly like him, but he could feel that the person in front of him had changed since just now, becoming more powerful, and completely different from the martial arts he would perform.

"Didn't you want to kill me not long ago?

Zhao Mo smiled coldly.

"You, you're that kid!"

The man in the black mask seemed to remember who Zhao Mo was, and said in a somewhat gloomy voice at this time.

"Just remember!"

Zhao Mo said, took a step directly, and smashed directly towards the black-faced masked man.

The man in the black mask, with a movement of his feet, quickly retreated, and his palm quickly swiped over the mask on his face.

"Okay, okay, okay, I knew it would be a big deal to leave you behind, and although I don't know how you got into my environment, if you die here, you will really die!"

"Since you want me to die, I'll use all my cultivation strength to let you see if you can block my full blow!"

The man in the black mask said in a loud voice, and as soon as the words fell, a pattern like a crescent moon appeared on his black mask, and as this crescent moon appeared on the black mask, a wave of cultivation belonging to the late stage of Huayuan Yuan was scattered.

"Late Transformation Period!"

Zhao Mo looked at the black-masked man, his figure did not stop, and he planned to approach the other party, but it was too late at this time.

"I didn't expect that there was no restriction at all in this illusion!"

"Boy, you're dead!"

The man in the black mask, with a crazy voice, was forced to exert his full strength by a junior in the early stage of Ning Yuan, I am afraid this should be the first and only time.

But what the man in the black mask didn't know, when his cultivation reached the late stage of Huayuan, a crescent moon slowly appeared on the mask on Zhao Mo's face, and an even more powerful force emanated from his body.

Of course, Zhao Mo understood that this was the strength that belonged to the late stage of Huayuan.

Originally, Zhao Mo thought that this formation was to deal with outsiders, but now it seems that it is more like a trial.

A place where people can improve their fighting skills, but if they fail, they will die.

Zhao Mo didn't think much about it anymore, and directly smashed it towards the black masked man.

The fist style didn't seem to have become much stronger, but the man in the black mask raised his hand and pointed towards the approaching Zhao Mo.

This finger fell, the air buzzed, and the yuan force in the air went towards the man's fingertips, and then condensed into a little white mang, and the white mangs shot out, instantly becoming cyan, and with a sound of brushing, the heavens and the earth seemed to be divided into two sides, if such a powerful force fell on a person, then what would happen to this person?

Rumble.

The fingers and Zhao Mo's punches collided together, the roaring sound continued, and there was a blue arc swimming, at this moment, it seemed that there was no longer a fist and a finger, and there was more wind and thunder.

There was a bang, another muffled sound, and bursts of white mist scattered around.

The black-masked man watched as this white air mass devoured Zhao Mo in it.

"Unexpectedly, he also reached Huayuan, but why can this kid control the power of Huayuan?"

Now the man in the black mask already knows more or less, the other party is using the replicant who fought with him just now, and the replicant who copied him can suddenly reach the transformation element, he is not surprised, but Zhao Mo seems to be able to control it, but he can't help but be a little surprised.

After all, the strength of a martial artist needs to be accumulated slowly, not overnight, and if it surpasses its own advancement, the martial artist must run in, so that he can exert his most powerful power, but Zhao Mo can already be easily controlled as soon as he reaches the late stage of Huayuan, and his attributes are released.

You must know that the attribute release requires unremitting efforts, and after being familiar with the control of the attribute, the power of the attribute is released, which is similar to the release of the essence element, but the release of the attribute is several times more difficult than the release of the essence element.

But Zhao Mo seemed to have skipped this process.

This made the black masked man's eyes narrow slightly.

"What secrets is this kid hiding, he can easily tell my strength, and he can also use the power of the Destiny Tattoo Master, and now even the fighting method of the Transformation Yuan Martial Artist can be easily used!"

The black-masked man muttered.

At this moment, the white mist in front of him began to roll rapidly, and a blue arc of lightning shot out like a thunderbolt of electric arcs, and with the appearance of this arc, the air vibrated and hummed, as if it could not be resisted.

In ancient times, there was a saying that thunder is the artifact of the sky, and the ghosts and evil spirits are exhausted.

At this time, this thunder is like the thunder of the Nine Heavens, turning into a divine weapon to kill ants.

The black masked man's eyes flashed with a fierce color, and the thunder attribute was originally the strongest attack power.

But there are very few who can exert the power of the thunder attribute to this kind of power until now!

At this time, the black-masked man was not allowed to think too much, and with a rub of his hands, a wind blade more than ten feet long shot out directly.

There was a thud and a thud that collided with the falling thunder.

The Wind Blade collapsed, but the Thunder only shrank slightly.

If there were constant wind blade attacks, the thunder would definitely be shattered, but by the time his mind turned, the thunder was already there.

When it was too late, a strange membrane appeared on the chest of the black-masked man, enveloping his whole person.

At this moment, the thunder fell, and with a crackling sound, the thunder turned into a blue arc and scattered in all directions.

At this time, the white mist scattered and collapsed.

Zhao Mo's figure slowly appeared, and at this time, his mask slowly shattered, and it was still Zhao Mo's face, but now Zhao Mo was much more mature.

"When it comes to the transformation of the element, the martial artist is no longer confined to the power brought by the essence element, but uses his own attributes as a weapon, which is also the second natal character of the martial artist's body. ”

Zhao Mo muttered to himself.

As he spoke, Zhao Mo walked towards the man in the black mask.

As the arc slowly dissipated, in the center of the arc, a man in a black mask slowly revealed.

I saw that he was scorched at this time, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

But at this moment, the sound of clicking sounded strangely.

With a bang, the man in the black mask rushed out directly, and the scorched appearance seemed to be just a protective film.

"Boy, take your life!"

The black-masked man, with a knife in his palm, surrounded by many storm breaths in his hands, and the moment he fell, the air seemed to be directly torn apart.

Zhao Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, he raised his hand to grab it, and while grabbing the black masked man, his right hand slammed towards the heart of the black masked man, only to hear a stabbing sound, Zhao Mo's palm stabbed into the black masked man's chest as if he were nothing.