Looking at Zhang Daoyou, who was standing on the top of a mountain, ready to trigger the three calamities, Mo He suddenly felt a little uneasy, this feeling was like the kind of pressure he had when he faced the three calamities.

"It's strange, the last time I watched others cross the disaster, the pressure didn't seem to be so great, could it be that the three disasters that Zhang Daoyou faced today would be very powerful, so it seems that Zhang Daoyou is probably a little suspenseful today!" Mo He thought to himself in his heart.

This is the second time he has watched people cross the disaster in the real sense, the last time he watched the former sect master of Qionghua Sect cross the disaster, although Mo He also felt some pressure, but it was not as big as this time, this feeling of restlessness was not too far worse than when he crossed the disaster back then, which made Mo He a little worried about Zhang Daoyou who was preparing to cross the disaster.

At this time, Zhang Daoyou, who was standing on the top of the mountain, began to release his breath, the spiritual power in his body was running at full strength, the earthy yellow light wrapped his body, and above his head, the black clouds began to gather, and the sky gradually became dark.

Except for Mo He, the faces of several Pure Yang Realm masters around them all became solemn at this time, because they had already felt the kind of powerful pressure that the impending wind disaster had brought to them.

"Something is wrong!" Mo He frowned slightly at this time, and he felt as if something was not quite right.

The wind disaster that was triggered by Zhang Daoyou in front of him was indeed stronger than the former sect master of Qionghua Sect at the beginning, but this kind of power should not make him feel restless.

Just when this thought was born in Mo He's heart, the first wind disaster of Zhang Daoyou had already begun to come, and the pale white icy cold wind fell from the sky, with pieces of ice chips like blades in the wind, which instantly covered the mountain peak where Zhang Daoyou was standing with a layer of white frost.

Several masters of the Pure Yang Realm have been completely attracted at this moment, looking at Zhang Daoyou in the cold wind intently, and in their consciousness, they have begun to switch each other's positions, fantasizing about how they should deal with the wind disaster.

This first wind disaster is the weakest, and he was not able to get that Zhang Daoyou, and then there were four wind disasters in a row, and that Zhang Daoyou dealt with it very easily, after all, it was trained by the Blood Flame Concept, and his cultivation was not comparable to that of an idle pure yang master.

It wasn't until the sixth wind disaster that Mo He found that he showed some difficulty, but with the help of the magic weapon on his body, he was able to deal with it without injury.

At the time of the seventh wind disaster, although he also dealt with the past without injury, but at this time, his body was already a little embarrassed, and the magic robe he was wearing, the aura on the surface was already a little dim, and it was obvious that the power had been damaged.

The next eighth storm disaster directly damaged this magic robe, but fortunately, he had other defensive magic weapons, so he would not lose his square inch because of this.

However, at this time, Zhang Daoyou, who was under the wind disaster, was also under great pressure in his heart, and even felt a little bad.

According to the current trend, under the ninth wind disaster, he will definitely be injured, and then he will have to face the two disasters of fire and thunder, especially the most powerful thunder disaster at the end, and it is really possible to get through it.

But now is not the time for him to worry about the thunderstorm, he has to deal with the last wind disaster first, and then pass the test of fire, so that he has time to think about the thunderstorm.

Just as he was concentrating on preparing to deal with the last wind disaster, he found that the black clouds above his head were tumbling violently at this moment, and in the blink of an eye, the volume increased several times, and the pressure revealed in it also increased several times.

"How is it possible?" The sudden change made Zhang Daoyou, who was crossing the disaster, feel a little incredible for a moment, but then, a desperate mood rose in his heart.

The black clouds, which had increased several times, revealed the coercion, which made him feel like he was suffocating, and he already felt that he had reached the breath of death, and this level of wind disaster was not something he could resist at all.

At this moment, not to mention this Zhang Daoyou, even several masters of the Pure Yang Realm who were watching the disaster on the sidelines felt that huge pressure, and their faces changed greatly at the same time.

Although the power of the eighth wind disaster is strong, it is also within the scope of everyone's acceptance, but the power of this ninth wind disaster has increased so much at once, which is completely beyond everyone's expectations.

"Mo Daoyou, when you first crossed the disaster, was the power of the wind disaster so terrifying?" Another Pure Yang Realm master who knew Mo He on the side looked at Mo He with a solemn face.

When he turned his head, he saw that Mo He also had a solemn face, and even his face showed a look of vigilance.

Mo He had already passed the three calamities, and he was completely sure that the wind calamity in front of him was not normal at all, and the power of the ninth calamity had been raised to a somewhat terrifying level.

Combined with the feeling that he was a little uneasy just now, Mo He's heart instantly became attentive, and he was ready to retreat at any time.

At this moment, a huge dragon claw poked out of the black clouds in the sky, which was about a hundred meters in circumference, showing a translucent shape, as if it was condensed by the flowing wind.

With this dragon claw, a huge dragon head that was also translucent poked out of the black clouds and quickly rushed downward.

This is the ninth wind disaster, at the moment when this translucent wind dragon appeared, that terrifying deterrence made everything below seem to be imprisoned by an invisible force at this moment, and the surrounding air flow was like a quagmire, making it difficult for people to move.

In that Zhang Daoyou's desperate eyes, the huge wind dragon swooped down, and he tried his best to sacrifice all his magic weapons, wanting to seize a glimmer of life in the near impossible.

The masters of the Pure Yang Realm next to him began to retreat with all their strength at this moment, including Mo He, everyone knew in their hearts that under such a powerful attack, the possibility that Zhang Daoyou could block it was very small, but a scene that was unexpected by everyone happened in the next moment.

Just when the huge wind dragon was about to pounce on the top of his head, the huge wind dragon, the direction of the dragon's head suddenly turned, like a real dragon, its body twisted and circled, and it actually abandoned the Zhang Daoyou who was crossing the disaster, and turned towards their group of pure yang realm masters.

At this moment, all the Pure Yang Realm masters who were retreating were jumping wildly with their eyelids, and their bodies immediately turned into various colors of light, flying towards the surroundings, and only one person was still standing in place, that was Mo He.

Mo He now had a guess in his heart, that is, this last dragon-shaped wind disaster was coming at him, and in this way, the feeling that made him uneasy could be explained.

Mo He stood in place, and the Mu Yuan Spirit Orb, which had just been refined to the level of immortal treasure by him, flew out at the same time, suspended above his head, and bloomed with dazzling blue light.

The cyan light exuded a glass-like texture, spreading out like a mighty green tide, and immediately collided with the huge wind dragon.

After the huge wind dragon came into contact with the blue light, it seemed to have really touched the substantive defense, and the speed was slightly blocked, and then it shattered a circle of blue light and rushed towards the Mo River.

Mo He stood there, his hands quickly changing the spell, and a blue-gray light in his hand quickly condensed, circulating an endless breath of extinction.

While the huge wind dragon continued to fly forward, the blue-gray dead wood fairy light in Mo He's hand also shot out.

This dead wood immortal light was exerted by Mo He with all his might, and the power was completely different from when he was joking with Ren Yunteng.

The blue-gray deadwood fairy light probably went out of the bowl, and at the moment it was shot, it fell on top of the huge wind dragon, and the originally translucent wind dragon, after colliding with this dead wood fairy light, the first place of contact, the translucent body, quickly turned into a deadwood-like texture.

However, this deadwood-like texture did not spread, but was resisted by the wind dragon, and correspondingly, the body of the wind dragon also became smaller under the consumption of the withered glory immortal light, but it still stubbornly pounced towards the Mo River.

The Mu Yuan Spiritual Orb above Mo He's head was shining brightly at this moment, and the glass-like light that emanated towards the surroundings became a little thicker, making the speed at which the wind dragon flew even slower.

At this moment, a layer of golden light suddenly lit up on the body of the translucent huge wind dragon, and from the golden light, the blue light defense of the Mu Yuan Spirit Orb was forcibly broken, and the wind dragon quickly pounced in front of Mo He.

"Divine power!"

At the moment when the golden light lit up, Mo He had already discovered the essence of the golden light, but at this time, he didn't have time to delve into it, and hurriedly manipulated the Mu Yuan Lingmiao Orb above his head to fly forward, and at the same time immediately activated his little divine power, which quickly changed its position in a piece of light and shadow.

"Boom!"

A loud roar rang out, and a bitter wind spread out to the surroundings, rolling up layers of dust on the ground, uprooting all the vegetation within a mile of the surrounding area.

In the center of this storm, a beautiful garden landscape with rippling water, lush vegetation and flowers, was also forcibly torn apart in the raging wind, and the Mohe River, which was wrapped in blue light, was slightly embarrassed to get out of the raging wind, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

The first time he got out, a moist spiritual light blessed Mo He's body, and the Mu Yuan Spiritual Orb that shone with blue light also flew back to the top of Mo He's head, exuding a heavy light like glass, enveloping his whole person.

Mo He looked up at the sky, at this moment, the black cloud representing the wind disaster had dissipated, and the terrifying blow that had definitely reached the level of the Yuan Shen True Ancestor just now had disappeared, but the wind dragon finally lit up with divine light, which made Mo He's heart difficult to calm down for a while.