"How!"

The loud sound of the dragon chanting and the phoenix roared like a golden cracking cloud. Dazzling golden red light burst out from Mo Zhiyao's body. The golden Heavenly Dragon and the fiery Red Heavenly Phoenix condensed out of that light at the same time, surrounding Mo Zhiyao's body.

"Boom!"

A terrifying spiritual power fluctuation, like an explosion, with a piercing whistling sound, diffused from Mo Zhiyao's body. The space is violently shaking at this moment.

Mo Zhiyao's hands were spread out, held flat at his sides, and the palms of his hands were facing upward, as if holding the sun and the moon in his palms. The entire four rounds of the Demon Sun were suspended above him, and the black flames rose, causing the temperature in this world to skyrocket to an extremely terrifying level in an instant.

With the continuous improvement of Mo Zhiyao's cultivation, the essence and blood of the dragon phoenix are perfectly integrated, and now he is already a genuine dragon phoenix body! And this perfect dragon phoenix body also endows him with a strong physical body and majestic spiritual power that can completely urge the four wheels of the Nine Tribulation Demon Yang.

Waves of violent spiritual power impacts emanated from the four rounds of demonic suns, directly tearing apart the surrounding void inch by inch. Facing Leng Jiuchen, who had the strength of the Seven Tribulations Cultivation, Mo Zhiyao obviously burst out with all his strength, and he didn't have any reservations.

Looking at Mo Zhiyao, who suddenly burst out with terrifying spiritual power on the opposite side, the pupils in Leng Jiuchen's eyes also shrank fiercely, and a touch of horror crossed his face.

Looking at the roaring and soaring Heavenly Dragon Heavenly Phoenix, and then at the four black demon suns that exuded amazing fluctuations, Leng Jiuchen's complexion instantly became solemn. The trace of disdain and ridicule on his face before is gone. A name suddenly flashed through his mind.

"You're that Mo Zhiyao!"

Leng Jiuchen's eyes narrowed, and the essence flowed in it, and he said in a lost voice.

During this period of time, rumors about Mo Zhiyao can be said to be spreading at an extraordinarily rapid speed in the Divine Burial Demon Plain.

After all, being able to kill the powerhouses of the Six Tribulations head-on with the power of the Four Tribulations, this kind of record, no matter where it is placed, cannot be ignored.

And through the battle with Fang Xuan, Mo Zhiyao was armed with the power of the dragon phoenix, and that was almost a representative black demon yang had become his exclusive symbol. Although Leng Jiuchen met Mo Zhiyao for the first time, through these two characteristics, he immediately recognized the identity of the former.

"I really didn't expect it to be you!"

Leng Jiuchen looked at Mo Zhiyao with a solemn gaze, his face was somewhat ugly. For this kind of demon-level existence, if it is not necessary, to be honest, he does not want to provoke. After all, this kind of enemy is really hard to sleep once it is under the tree.

However, Leng Jiuchen glanced at the ancestral blood spirit crystal in Kun Ling's hand again, and there was also a ruthless look in his eyes. If you don't want to have a conflict, it depends on whether there is a price worth the conflict! That super ancestral blood spirit crystal is obviously worth it!

"Mo Zhiyao, I don't plan to do anything with you. I say it again, hand over that ancestral blood spirit crystal, and I won't embarrass you. Moreover, how about I owe you a favor?" Leng Jiuchen tried his last best to try to persuade Mo Zhiyao.

However, in the face of Leng Jiuchen, Mo Zhiyao didn't speak at all, and directly answered with actions. His hands formed the mark of the afterimage of the Dao in front of him, and the four-wheeled demon sun behind him collided violently!

"Stubborn! Mo Zhiyao, others are afraid of you, but they don't include me Leng Jiuchen! Your little ability is not in my eyes!" Seeing this scene, Leng Jiuchen was also completely ruthless. I made up my mind that today I would not only snatch away the ancestral blood spirit crystal, but also kill Mo Zhiyao here. If this kind of demon is an enemy, he must not be given a chance to grow. Otherwise, it will become a big disaster in the future!

The monstrous spiritual power turned into an endless ocean, looming behind Leng Jiuchen. An extremely powerful spiritual power suppressed the surrounding space to pieces.

"People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, Mo Zhiyao, if you die here today, you will be blamed for being too greedy! There are some things that you are not qualified to touch now!"

At the same time as Sen Ran's voice sounded, Leng Jiuchen's eyes were full of murderous intent, and with a wave of his arm, in the sea of spiritual power behind him, there were brilliant spiritual power beams bursting out.

Those spiritual power beams, like blades cutting the sky, tore apart the surging clouds above. A bitter cold wind howled, and the temperature of the world plummeted.

The cold current surged, and the black demon flame each occupied half of the sky, and the space where the two of them were located was like two worlds that were incompatible, incompatible and aimed at each other.

Looking at Mo Zhiyao on the other side, Leng Jiuchen sneered, and then quickly sealed his hands. Behind him, the space was distorted, and faintly, he could see the crystalline light condensed from the stars.

If you look closely, all those crystal points of light are extremely fine ice crystals. Between the flickerings, a heart-palpitating extreme cold fluctuation emanated.

The ice crystals condensed, and then turned into a storm and roared, sweeping the heavens and the earth, and so on, extremely amazing and spectacular. The cold wind is extremely domineering, even if it is a solid stone, it will be instantly chopped into powder!

The terrifying cold air swept through, as if even the space was frozen by the air, and the countless ice crystals in it swept by, leaving a thin black trace in the space!

The printing method stopped, Leng Jiuchen's eyes were cold, and then he suddenly pushed forward with both hands, and immediately shook it fiercely!

"Ice Storm Storm!"

With the fall of his voice, the spiritual power storm behind him suddenly turned into a blue torrent, swept across the sky, and swept towards Mo Zhiyao. The overwhelming momentum is amazing!

With this blow, Leng Jiuchen had full confidence, which was enough to kill any powerhouse below the sixth tribulation! Even if he was facing a powerhouse of the same level as him, if he was not careful, he would be seriously injured!

On the other side, looking at the sandstorm and cold current from the riots, Mo Zhiyao's face was still unfazed, and there was no panic. At this moment, the four-wheeled demon sun behind him had already completed the fusion. In the midst of the black light, a huge black war hammer emerged from the sky.

At both ends of the huge hammer head, there were two hideous demon face inscriptions, and monstrous demonic energy gushed out from them. The handle of the hammer was a hundred feet long, and there were thread-like magic patterns on it.

Mo Zhiyao raised his hands to the sky, in the form of a virtual hug. Then his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp!

"The power of the four suns, open! Demon soldiers, destroy the magic hammer!"

"Boom!"

The sonic boom, so low that even the heavens and the earth trembled, exploded in an instant! Vast expanses of space collapsed under the magic hammer. This hammer seems to be able to shake the heavens and the earth and destroy all things!

In the next moment, a huge magic hammer slammed head-on into the blue sandstorm. Suddenly, the sky was dark, and a huge spiritual power shock wave suddenly spread out like the tides of heaven and earth at the point where the two bombarded. The ground below collapsed in an instant, collapsing layer by layer. A pillar of spiritual power intersecting black and blue penetrated the heavens and the earth and rushed into the sky. Even from thousands of miles away, it is clearly visible.

"Let's go!"

Mo Zhiyao snorted, ignoring the violent shock wave sweeping in front of him, and behind him, a pair of huge phoenix wings stretched out. At the same time, the aura around the body bloomed, faintly, as if a huge finch shadow appeared.

Void Wind Sparrow!

From the very beginning, Mo Zhiyao didn't intend to be tough with Leng Jiuchen. Because he knew in his heart that with his own strength, he simply did not have the qualifications to fight against the latter. All he needed was to use this trick to paralyze and drag Leng Jiuchen!

The terrifying spiritual power shock wave raged through, but it penetrated through Mo Zhiyao's body, and at this moment, Mo Zhiyao's whole body was virtualized!

Kun Ling, who had already been prepared, did not hesitate when he heard this, and directly took the ancestral blood spirit crystal and swept into Mo Zhiyao's body.

Mo Zhiyao spread his wings behind him, instantly increasing his speed to the limit. The whole person turned into a streamer, so fast that he didn't even leave an afterimage, and in a flicker, he swept towards the Kunpeng ancestral land in the distance!

In the opposite direction, Leng Jiuchen waved his hands continuously, laying a series of solid spiritual power barriers in front of him, firmly resisting the swept spiritual power shock wave from a hundred zhang away. With his strength, he will naturally not be injured. It's just that his actions were restricted because of this, and he could only watch Mo Zhiyao escape.

After half a sound, the raging spiritual power storm in the sky finally slowly converged. In the midst of the storm, a figure surrounded by powerful fluctuations shot out, chasing straight in the direction of Mo Zhiyao's escape. A roar of rage, echoing through the sky.

"Mo Zhiyao, even if you escape to the ends of the earth today, you will not be able to escape my palm!"

At this time, Leng Jiuchen was obviously angry with Mo Zhiyao. The killing intent in his eyes was almost condensed into substance, which was terrifying.

The duck in his hand flew, how could Leng Jiuchen give up?

Leng Jiuchen's speed was extremely fast, and his cultivation strength to survive the Seven Heavenly Tribulations allowed him to have an astonishing speed that surpassed Mo Zhiyao. Even if the latter even used the Heavenly Phoenix Phoenix Wings at this moment, it was still slightly inferior.

However, after all, Leng Jiuchen started later than Mo Zhiyao, so for a while, it was difficult to catch up. However, the distance between the two is shortening at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. It is estimated that it will not be long before Leng Jiuchen will be able to catch up with Mo Zhiyao.

Mo Zhiyao's eyes swept behind him, and his face couldn't help but be moved. The speed of this cold Jiuchen is really unbelievably fast.

"Kunling, how far is it?" Mo Zhiyao looked into the distance, but no matter how he looked at it, there was a vast plain in front of him, where was there any blood pool condensation tower?

"It's here!"

Kun Ling's figure suddenly appeared, located in front of Mo Zhiyao. A pair of jade hands quickly sealed, and the tips of their ten fingers were shining with blood-colored spiritual light at this moment.

Mysterious lines remained in the void in front of them. Interweaving, an ancient pattern of birds and beasts is outlined. If you look closely, that shape is exactly the shape of a Kunpeng!

"Ancestral Land, Condensation Tower, open!"

Kun Ling's ten fingers spread out like orchids, and the space in front of him suddenly rippled one after another, as if the water surface had been stirred.

The next moment, Mo Zhiyao's pupils suddenly grew, because he saw that not far ahead, an ancient cyan stone tower appeared out of thin air!

The Kunpeng clan is a heavy land, and the blood pool is condensed into the tower!