Lu Yan looked at Mo He, who had already urged spiritual power below, an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, he still remembered that a few years ago, it was this loose cultivator below, who was completely at his disposal, if it wasn't for the people of the Jin Marquis Su clan who came to the rescue, Mo He would have been killed by him a long time ago.

But just a few years have passed, and the Mo River standing below has the qualifications to fight with him, even if he has survived the two disasters of wind and fire, according to what Gou Yan said, he may not be able to kill the Mo River.

What kind of talent and chance is this that allows a casual cultivator to grow to such a point in just a few years.

Lu Yan is a thoughtful person, he knows that Mo He is not simple, and he also knows in his heart that he is now a knife in the hands of others, and he can only be at the mercy of others for the time being, but even if he makes a knife, he has to choose by himself, and whose hand the handle is ultimately held.

The body slowly fell to the ground, Lu Yan looked at Mo He opposite, and then said lightly: "I haven't seen you for a few years, you have grown from a small monk in the realm of divine souls to the point where you are now, and there is such a backer as Blood Waiting behind you." Today's special appointment with you is to settle the original grievances, and after today, regardless of victory or defeat, the grievances will be cleared!"

When Mo He heard Lu Yan's words, the blue light on his body did not dissipate, but he nodded slightly.

The grievances between Mo He and Lu Yan were caused by the dead Wang Feng and Zhao Hu, if it weren't for these two people, Lu Yan would not have had anything to do with Mo He at all.

But now that these two people have long died, Mo He plans to settle the other grievances today, so if the grievances are clear, Mo He can be regarded as agreeing.

Seeing Mo He nodding, a layer of crimson light also appeared on Lu Yan's body, and a fire appeared behind him, and a fiery red flag stood behind him, instantly making the surrounding temperature rise by a cut.

"Let's make a move!" Lu Yan said as he looked at Mo He in the blue light package.

Hearing this, Mo He did not have the slightest politeness, stretched out his hand and patted the storage bag, and the emerald ** drop of Mu Yuan Lingmiao Jewel immediately flew out, suspended above Mo He's head, and hung down one after another green qi, firmly protecting Mo He.

Then, the black jade bamboo cane in Mo He's hand lightly touched the ground, and a blue-black light spread out from the place where the black jade bamboo cane fell.

The light dispersed, and the originally empty battlefield, as this light spread, countless vegetation immediately drilled out under the ground, and in just the blink of an eye, the surrounding area became a dense forest.

Wrapped in a dense forest, the flame burning in Lu Yan's hand immediately flew out of his hand and fell to several surrounding trees, and his body rose from the ground at the same time, flying towards the air.

At the moment when Lu Yan flew up, hundreds of thick vines rose from the ground, like long snakes dancing one after another, entwining towards him.

However, these vines had not yet reached Lu Yan's side, but when they came into contact with the red light around his body, they suddenly burned, but even so, these vines still stubbornly headed towards Lu Yan.

Reaching out and grabbing the Liyang Flag behind him, Lu Yan waved down violently, and with a wave of the Liyang Flag in his hand, a large wave of fire immediately appeared in the sky, pressing downward.

This rolling wave of fire almost completely enveloped the battlefield below, but before this wave of fire fell, Mo He's heart moved below, and a thick curtain of water quickly condensed under the falling wave of fire.

The moment the water and fire came into contact, a large area of water mist rose and was quickly pressed around, and a brief stalemate was formed between the water and fire.

Mo He's mind moved, and on the barrier formed by the condensation of the water, ice spikes shot out, and these ice spikes passed through the flames and were melted into water, but they still did not slow down, shooting towards the landing flame.

Lu Yan's reaction was also very fast, he didn't dodge, and a crimson orb instantly appeared on his chest, forming a layer of crimson light, resisting all attacks.

The people around them were all watching intently at this time, the battle between Mo He and Lu Yan had just begun, and now it was just a temptation, but the means shown by the two of them were already a little interesting.

After a simple test, Lu Yan already had a little bit of confidence in Mo He's strength.

The strength is indeed very strong, and the cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Pure Yang Realm, but now it has not yet shown the combat power that Gou Zhi said.

"There should be some powerful means to make Gou Sundial have such a high opinion of him. Lu Yan thought in his heart, and at the same time secretly became vigilant.

The wave of fire falling in the sky disappeared, Lu Yan pinched the seal with both hands, and a pale golden fireball gradually appeared above his head, exuding a blazing high temperature, making the air next to the fireball also become a little distorted.

"Yanlong was born, go!"

The volume of the pale golden fireball reached a certain level, and with the transformation of the magic in Lu Yan's hand, from the pale golden fireball, two pale golden fire dragons suddenly split out, and rushed towards the Mo River below.

The two pale golden fire dragons fell, and the barrier formed by the condensation of the water flow did not play much of a blocking role at all, and they were forcibly broken through by these two pale golden fire dragons in an instant.

Mo He had seen Lu Yan perform this spell in front of Mochiyue Mountain, at that time, Lu Yan could only distinguish one fire dragon, but now he can distinguish two, obviously, Lu Yan's mastery of this spell has improved a lot.

Mo He pinched the seal in his hand, and the surrounding water vapor was immediately pulled and gathered around Mo He, surrounding Mo He's body, turning into an ice dragon more than 100 meters long.

The ice dragon soared into the air and directly met the two pale golden fire dragons, entangled with each other, and then, the two pale golden fire dragons turned into a large area of blazing pale golden flames, and the ice dragon condensed by Mohe was also directly roasted into gas in the flames.

Seeing that the attack he sent out was once again offset by Mo He, Lu Yan was finally ready to move seriously, and the Liyang Flag in his hand was quickly waved in his hand, and the sky above his head also changed color, turning into a red glow, just like a burning cloud when the sun was about to set.

"Taoism, fire and rain burn the mountain, fall!"

With the appearance of this piece of red glow, Lu Yan pinched the magic trick in his hand again, and in the red glow in the sky, clusters of flames began to fall, falling towards the ground.

The range of this flame was very large, and the people watching the battle around had to retreat at this time in order not to be affected by Lu Yan's attack.

"Little Divine Power - Mizuki Tsinghua!"

Seeing a fireball falling from the sky, as dense as a rain of fire, Mo He immediately used his little magic power.

After a burst of light and shadow, the originally divided place of battle was completely shrouded by the scope of Mohe's small magical powers, and in the interplay of light and shadow, a beautiful landscape appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

With the increase of Mo He's cultivation and the deepening of his mastery of small supernatural powers, this landscape has long since lost the slightest sense of illusion, it is completely like a substance, and at the same time it has become more beautiful.

Looking at this beautiful landscape, everyone watching the battle on the sidelines, although they knew that this landscape was fake, there were still some people who couldn't help but feel a kind of regret in their hearts, and they didn't want such a beautiful landscape to be destroyed by the fire and rain that fell from the sky, after all, if the beautiful things were destroyed, everyone would feel a little sorry.

However, this regrettable scene did not happen in the end.

I saw that the rain of fire that fell from the sky fell into the enveloping range of the small magic power of the Mo River, and before it landed, there was no warning, and it dissipated one after another, without affecting the beautiful landscape in front of me at all.

In the sky, Lu Yan saw this scene, his eyes flashed, and a pale golden flame suddenly ignited on the originally red Liyang Bead in his hand.

The pale golden flame attached to the surface of the Liyang Pearl, and its volume immediately increased, exuding a terrifying high temperature, like a golden sun.

"Little supernatural power - Jin Yangyan, fall!"

Lu Yan's heart moved, and he controlled the Liyang Pearl, which was wrapped in pale gold, and smashed it downward, as if it was a meteorite that had fallen from the sky, about to smash the ground below to pieces.

Feeling the power of this blow, many masters who were watching the battle felt a trace of solemnity rise in their hearts, and the power of this blow was difficult for them to take.

The Liyang Pearl, which exuded a terrifying temperature, fell down like a meteor, this time, Mo He's little divine power was not able to extinguish the pale golden flame, but that beautiful landscape, under the terrifying heat of the flame, became illusory and distorted.

Just when the people watching the battle around thought that Mo He would definitely not be able to take this blow easily, they only saw a dazzling blue light suddenly appear, and they met the Liyang Pearl wrapped in flames head-on.

In that dazzling blue light, it seemed to be also a jewel, which was constantly rotating, exuding green qi one after another, and the falling Liyang Bead fell into a stalemate.

The beautiful landscape created by Mohe's little supernatural power had disappeared at this time, and Mohe's figure reappeared in front of everyone.

Everyone was surprised to find that at the foot of the Mo River, the lake that was originally conjured up just now became real at this time, Mo He was standing on the surface of the lake, quickly changing the magic trick in his hand, and the lake under his feet was rolling, as if it was giving birth to a shocking blow.

In an instant, the magic trick in Mo He's hand stopped, and the tumbling lake under his feet, as if it had really come to life, quickly spread from the foot of Mo He, turning into a stream of water and rising into the air.

"Daofa, hit the water three thousand!"

With the sound of the Mo River, the water that rose in the air quickly turned into layers of water walls, densely floating around, almost filling the entire surrounding sky.

This layer of water walls quickly converged together, and the target in the middle was Lu Yan floating in mid-air.

Lu Yan came down at this time, and he didn't seem to have any room to dodge at all, there were no dead ends in the sky and on the ground, and there were no dead ends in the surrounded, so he could only carry it in the end.

"Bang bang ......!"

A series of crashing sounds sounded, like the sound of glass breaking, exploding in the sky, and continued for several breaths in a row, and at the end, an earth-shattering bang exploded, and the blow of Mohe finally ended.

At the same time as the final blow ended, Lu Yan's embarrassed figure also appeared in the eyes of all the spectators, and everyone felt a little unbelievable, Lu Yan, who had obviously cultivated to a higher level, was now so embarrassed by Mo He's blow. 8)