The battle at the top of the mountain, Mo Ling and the young man in black both burst out with all their strength, whether it was Mo Ling's unyielding or the self-confidence of the young man in black, it was the root cause of the two of them to keep moving forward, but these things, everyone on the stone platform halfway up the mountain was not clear.

But at this moment, as the battle on the top of the mountain reached the most intense level, the people on the stone platform, their emotions were also at the peak, and the sound of the mountain shouting and tsunami rose and fell on the stone platform.

"Enter the Dragon! This is the real Battle of the Dragon!"

"The young man in black walked directly from the nine thousand nine hundred and thirty steps to the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight steps, and this Mo Ling was also in hot pursuit, from the original opening of hundreds of steps, to now chasing to the position of the same order, and it is not far from the final destination!"

"The two of them, who can compete for the first place!?"

The sound of discussion, the sound of uproar, the sound of exclamation, and the sound of shouting are constantly intertwined on this stone platform, constantly setting off bursts of sound. All the anticipation and excitement in the crowd had already covered up the complexity of the matter at this moment, ignoring the sacrifice of Mo Ling and the young man in black, but became the only thought left in their minds, they wanted to know who was the real first!

This question is not only the monks on the stone platform who are paying attention, but also the monks who are third on the stone stairs have also set off a storm. As people who have climbed the stone ladder in person, no one knows better than them the coercion and horror of the stone ladder, and the more so, the more the two can compete for the first place in the end, even if they are proud, they can't help but look forward to it.

"Unexpectedly, his strength is even stronger than before, but I'm afraid that now I can't do a hundred moves under his hands!" As the only person who was familiar with the young man in black, Dou Chiwei, who was ranked third, showed amazement on his face, and couldn't help but be impressed when he saw the dragon fighting between the two in front of him.

"However, this one named Mo Ling is too strong, and he has been forced to such a point, I'm afraid he is the first in so many years!"

Compared with Dou Chiwei's admiration, Xu Changjing's face was much more admired.

"Which sect is Brother Mo, I'm afraid no one expected that this time he was actually won the first place by two unknown monks!"

"Damn, it's all an illusion, the first one belongs to me!" Blood Wutear's face was pale, but he still insisted on rushing forward, but he was still far away from Mo Ling and the others while standing at the position of the ninth thousand six hundredth step.

What Xi Xiaohu cared about was Mo Ling's cultivation and strength, seeing that he was tied with the black-clothed young man in the first place, he muttered from time to time, "With Mo Ling's cultivation, I see who will dare to chase me in the future!"

Yuemei's face was full of brilliance, and the eyes of the whole person were all focused on Mo Ling.

Zhou Qingyun and Yu Kaiyan's faces were the most ugly, the two of them had a gloomy face the whole time, especially when they saw Mo Ling walking to the first joint position, they couldn't suppress the anger on their faces, they kept exchanging glances with each other, as if they were discussing something.

At this time, on the mountain peak, dark clouds were swirling, and the stone ladder on the top exuded a strong coercion, distorting the void, and even the majestic dark clouds did not dare to approach.

Mo Ling's whole body trembled, the huge coercion bent his body down, the pain in his body had already numbed him, and his whole person seemed to be unconscious, and his expression revealed madness.

He wanted to lift his right foot, and wanted to step towards the nine-thousand-ninety-nine stone staircase.

However, like the young man in black, he was never able to lift his feet, as if an invisible hand was holding down his feet. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lift another half a step!

"Hmph, it's not enough!"

The black-clothed young man snorted coldly, although his face was a little embarrassed, he couldn't help but sarcastically when he saw that Mo Ling wanted to take that step.

Mo Ling didn't speak, but her expression revealed even more madness. His eyes seemed to be crazy, like a roar, like unyielding, even a cold and ruthless person like a young man in black, he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart when he saw such eyes.

In Mo Ling's sea of knowledge, like a mountain collapsing and the ground cracked, the power of the endless source sea was like a raging giant beast, roaring and angrily impacting Mo Ling's sea of knowledge, as if he wanted to break free from the shackles imprisoned on his body.

In fact, in Mo Ling's Zhihai, he also accumulated a large amount of source power that he had absorbed from the marrow washing solution, but these source forces, because he had broken through to the Great Perfection of the Source Sea, were all pressed by him in the Zhihai.

If nothing else, these source forces will play a key role when he breaks through to the source realm.

However, now, this plan has been completely thrown into Mo Ling's heart, and now he may have been so persistent that he has become desperate and has become a complete madman.

"Huh?"

The black-clothed young man's eyelids jumped, and he saw that under his eyelids, Mo Ling's aura was still rising, and a huge whirlpool slowly condensed above his head.

Even under this surging breath, Mo Ling's feet actually slowly lifted a little. Although it was only a small bit, it made the face of the young man in black change greatly.

"How is that possible!?"

No one knows the horror of this level better than the young man in black, the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight is the sky, and the last order is an insurmountable abyss.

But now, this abyss has been forced close by a Mo Ling.

The look of the young man in black was a little panicked, for many years, no one had ever been able to force him to this point.

The eyes of the young man in black flickered, especially when he saw Mo Ling's crazy surging breath, his eyes gradually reddened, and a touch of madness overflowed from his red eyes.

"Mo Ling, you forced me!!" The sense of urgency brought by Mo Ling made the young man in black go crazy. Especially as the first person in the sect, whether it is in the sect or in the outside world, he has his own pride.

His pride, not allowing others to surpass him, his dignity, not allowing others to trample on him, his identity, makes him even if he gives everything, including his life, to maintain the meaning of his existence.

His face was almost hideous, his muscles were bulging, his eyes were bloodshot, his cold appearance was gone, but turned into ruthlessness, he raised his right hand, roared, and slammed it down on his heavenly spirit cover.

As if something had been torn apart by this beat, there was a cracking sound in the body of the black-clothed young man, and then, the surrounding rich source qi seemed to be attracted by something, and frantically surged towards the black-clothed young man. At the same time, on the forehead of the young man in black, a dark red vein appeared.

It was a blue-faced and fanged face, its face was hideous, it seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and a pair of dark pupils were full of lust in the depths of these eyes, and in the depths of these eyes, the scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood appeared.

At this moment, with the emergence of this vein, the aura of the young man in black swelled wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the vein, which seemed to contain endless power, melted into all parts of the young man's body, making him seem to have gained a new strength, and slowly raised his feet.

Poof!

The black-clothed young man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the coercion of the stone ladder was all over him, and even the lines on his forehead gradually dimmed a little, as if they were about to dissipate at any time.

Mo Ling also raised his feet, although his expression was crazy, but deep in his heart there was a trace of calmness, but after feeling the breath of the black-clothed young man on the side, to be precise, his only remaining calmness also became gone.

"This breath is..."

A thought flashed through Mo Ling's heart.

It's just that before he had time to think about it, the feet of the young man in black stepped out violently, stepping heavily on the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps of stone steps.

And at the moment when the footsteps of the young man in black just fell, Mo Ling's feet also stepped on this stone staircase.

However, Mo Ling was still a little slower than the young man in black.

"Haha! the first one is mine after all!" The young man in black was laughing, as if he was about to erupt the depression in his heart, he turned his head and looked at Mo Ling, who was only a few seconds behind him, "Mo Ling, you can be proud, you are the only one who forced me to use Moteng, although this is very damaging to me, but I still used it after all, you can be proud!"

Mo Ling didn't speak, there was no sadness or joy on his face, but he just looked at the young man in black with a pair of solemn eyes and said, "You... It's someone from the Holy Demon Ridge!?"

The black-clothed young man's smile froze suddenly, and a touch of murderous intent slowly emanated from him, "How do you know?"

Mo Ling didn't answer his words, but the corners of his mouth moved, and he blurted out: "Shi Yi!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Ling reacted and suddenly felt bad.

Sure enough, as soon as these two words came out, the face of the young man in black completely changed, and a cold light shot directly on Mo Ling's face.

"Who the hell are you!?"

(End of chapter)