With the lifting of Mo Zhiyao's palm, the spiritual power of this side of the space moved instantly boiled, and circles of air ripples, like a tide, centered on Mo Zhiyao, spread out in all directions.

The surging air waves, churning, the entire heaven and earth seemed to be turbulent, and a huge crystal palm with a strange white flame rising on one side, with a roar that echoed the heaven and earth, blasted towards Ke Sheng above.

At this moment, it seemed that even time and space were still, and under the horrified gaze of everyone, the huge palm that seemed to be able to fill the heavens and the earth was crushed even the void.

At this moment, everyone had the same expression on their faces, shock, horror, and fear!

Ke Sheng above, the pupils in his eyes instantly constricted to the size of a pintip, and the grim smile on his face had completely solidified, and an unprecedented shadow of death enveloped his heart in an instant.

"No!" a roar of despair with a taste of madness came out of Ke Sheng's mouth, like a beast that had been forced to the edge of a cliff, extremely miserable.

"I won't die, I will never die! Break me! Break!" Ke Sheng, who was completely crazy by the fear of death, urged all the spiritual power in his body out without reservation, and the blood-colored clouds above surged out rapidly, and then all turned into blood-colored rain, gathering in one place, forming a huge pillar of red light with a thickness of a few feet, and bombarded the palm below.

"Peng!" The red pillar of light slammed on the palm of his hand, but it was like a dragonfly shaking the pillar, it had no effect at all, and in the face of the huge white palm, Ke Sheng's full force struck him, looking so pale and powerless.

The white palm was completely in a devastating and brutal attitude, crushing all the way over, the red pillar of light was as weak as a piece of paper, and between breaths, it was torn into a point of light in the sky, and it dissipated instantly.

The air above was directly suppressed by the terrifying wind brought up by the huge palm, and a circle of turbulent waves of qi swept towards the surroundings.

The majestic coercion made everyone who watched the battle tremble and be terrified.

"This is not a heaven-level exercise, this is definitely not a heaven-level exercise!" The color of despair had already crawled all over Ke Sheng's pupils, looking at the white palm that burst below, Ke Sheng shouted with a desperate hiss.

It's just that it doesn't matter whether it's a heaven-level exercise or not, Ke Sheng's fate is already doomed at this moment, and no one can change it.

"Peng!" There was a muffled sound, and Ke Sheng, who was hit by the white palm, directly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, his god was destroyed, and his bones were gone.

Bombarded Ke Sheng, the power of the white palm was only less than half consumed, and the remaining strength did not stop, and it hit the top of the hall above.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and countless huge rubbles fell from the sky and smashed on the ground, splashing countless dust. In the main hall, there was a sudden smoke and dust.

The dust fell, and a figure appeared in the air, and a cold gaze swept over the body of the group of Southern Regions monks, making everyone shiver with a chill, and they were silent one by one, not even daring to come out of the atmosphere, for fear of provoking Mo Zhiyao's attention.

"Remember, don't mess with me in the future, or he'll be your end. Mo Zhiyao looked at the trembling people below with cold eyes, and the cold wind-like voice resounded in the hall.

After finishing speaking, Mo Zhiyao made a move with the palm of his hand, and the fierce absorption force was released, and suddenly a piece of Nayu and a pair of blood-colored claw sets flew over.

That Ke Sheng, as a half-step road, his own net worth, plus the treasures he has harvested along the way, is bound to be worth a lot of money, and the quality of that spiritual treasure is not low, Mo Zhiyao will naturally not let it go.

Then glancing at the people below, Mo Zhiyao turned around and shot towards the passage leading to the depths of the ancient treasure, and disappeared into it in a blink of an eye.

Seeing Mo Zhiyao leaving, those Southern Regions monks suddenly spit out a mouthful of stuffy breath that had been holding in their chests, their faces were pale, and their foreheads were full of fine cold sweat.

At this moment, these monks of the Southern Regions, who had always thought they were superior, completely understood, the untouchable people they kept shouting about had the terrifying strength to kill them all, and it was effortless to kill them.

These people glanced at each other, they all saw the thick horror in each other's eyes, and a trace of happiness, glad that Mo Zhiyao didn't slaughter them all.

"In the future, when you see him, it's better to stay away. I don't know who it was, I said a word that represented everyone's common aspirations, and then these people, like lost dogs, cautiously approached the passage that Mo Zhiyao entered, carefully probed, and made sure that Mo Zhiyao had gone far away, and then entered it one after another.

But their speed is not fast, obviously, they are waiting for Mo Zhiyao to go away completely.

For those monks, Mo Zhiyao didn't pay attention to it at all, but spread out at full speed, and swept towards the deeper depths of the Heavenly Crystal Ancient Treasure along the passage.

In a vicious battle with Ke Sheng, although Mo Zhiyao won the final victory, it was also a miserable victory, and the four seals were cast one after another, and the load on his own body was also extremely heavy, which had caused a serious backlash.

It's just that when facing those Southern Regions monks, Mo Zhiyao forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body, and at this moment, the fierce backlash power completely exploded, and a wisp of red blood kept dripping down the corners of his mouth.

"It's okay, you deserve it!" Nine-colored's voice sounded in Mo Zhiyao's heart. "That earth spirit puppet, do you plan to keep it to lay eggs? Your master gave it to you for you to use for self-defense, not for a good look. ”

"Of course I do. Regarding Jiuse's complaints, a helpless smile also appeared on Mo Zhiyao's face. "It's just that I want to know clearly what level of combat power I have now. ”

"Fighting against such a master is a rare grind for me. If that doesn't work, of course I'll use a spirit golem. ”

"Master also told me that this earth spirit puppet was given to me to save my life, and if I can, try not to use it. After all, relying on external objects, you can't become a real powerhouse. ”

Regarding Mo Zhiyao's words, Jiuse did not refute it again, obviously, what Mo Zhiyao said was right. There is no strong person, it is simply relying on external objects, its own strength is not enough, and no matter how many treasures there are, it is useless.

Just like Mo Zhiyao now, there is such a chaos-level spiritual treasure as the Nine Tribulations World Destruction Tower, but he doesn't dare to use it. Because once it is used, it will attract the kind of strong people that Mo Zhiyao can't compete with at all, and at that time, Mo Zhiyao will not only be unable to keep the nine colors, but even his own life will have to be taken in.

Treasures, in fact, are just an auxiliary thing, and they can't be relied on too much, otherwise they will die sooner or later. Mo Zhiyao is very clear about this. So usually, he doesn't even want to use it, let alone an earth spirit puppet.

An emerald green halo suddenly appeared on Mo Zhiyao's body, enveloping him in it. The rich power of the wood spirit quickly recovered the injuries in Mo Zhiyao's body.

Mo Zhiyao, who was galloping himself, was suddenly stunned, and a stunned look appeared on his face.

"Nine-colored, you, do you still have this ability?"

"Nonsense, I have nine spiritual power attributes in my body, and the power of the wood spirit is also one of them, of course I have this ability. Jiuse said angrily.

"But, if you do this, won't you expose your breath?" Mo Zhiyao rolled his eyes choked by the nine colors, the corners of his forehead were bruised, and finally Xiao Qiong was not around, but he was changed to a more capable nine colors, and Mo Zhiyao could only lament that his life was miserable.

"As long as it's not an attack, my aura won't be exposed. Use the power of the wood spirit to heal you, and my breath will be hidden in your body, and no one will notice it. Jiuse said slowly.

"In this way, won't I be able to heal my own injuries in the future?" Mo Zhiyao was overjoyed when he heard this, although the Ancient Demon Yuan also had this ability, but with the power of a wood spirit, the recovery speed was obviously faster, which was definitely a great news for Mo Zhiyao.

"Hmph, it depends on my mood, if I'm in a bad mood, you can take care of it yourself. Jiu Se's words made the corners of Mo Zhiyao's eyes twitch suddenly.

After following the passage and passing through several forks and staggered corridors, a main hall ten times larger than the previous stone hall appeared in Mo Zhiyao's field of vision.

Looking at the huge main hall in front of him, which can already be called a square, Mo Zhiyao's eyes also showed a deep shock.

Huge gray-white stone pillars stand on both sides, and the ground and surrounding walls are carved with various exquisite and mysterious patterns, and a long and vigorous ancient atmosphere permeates this hall.

Mo Zhiyao's gaze quickly swept across the main hall. At this moment, there are already dozens of figures in the main hall, and what makes Mo Zhiyao's eyes chill is that in the center of the main hall, there are two distinct people, one side is three people, and one side is only one person. The rest of the crowd retreated far away, obviously not wanting to be involved.

The two sides of the centaurs, the single side, were Chixiao, and the other side was Shi Man and the other two monks in the early stage of the Merger.

It seems that the atmosphere between the four of them is filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and it seems that it will take a few words to start.

Mo Zhiyao's gaze crossed the four of them and looked directly in front of the main hall, and the next moment, Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly tightened, and his body trembled with excitement.

Directly in front of the main hall, there is a huge stone statue, carved of a lifelike middle-aged man. The middle-aged man's face was resolute, his demeanor was extremely majestic, and faintly, he exuded a vast aura and majestic coercion.

The left hand of the stone statue rests on his chest, his right hand is flat on his chest, and he holds a forbidden ball of light in his palm, and in the ball of light, a spear with a fiery red body is suspended. Even with the forbidden barrier, you can still feel the rich spirituality emanating from the spear, and it is shocking that it is actually a void-level spiritual treasure!

And what made Mo Zhiyao so excited was not the spear, but the huge stone statue. On the jade crown carved on the top of the stone statue's head, there is a piece of Tianjing Remnant Stone that is about the size of an ordinary person!