While Mo Zhiyao's master and apprentice were talking, a burst of wind suddenly sounded in the distant sky, and several figures swept like lightning, and then landed on the last platform under the attention of everyone.

"Is it finally here? Looking at the falling figures, Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and a trace of numbness of the cold glow quietly crossed the gap between his eyes.

The three people who fell on the platform were led by an old man, and behind them stood a man and a woman.

The young man was dressed in a gorgeous costume, his face was handsome, and the corners of his lips were slightly curled, with a trace of disdain, revealing an undisguised pride. The girl beside her, with her long hair hanging down behind her like a waterfall, her cheeks are delicate, and her expression is as cold as frost, she is completely an iceberg beauty. Among the beautiful eyes, there is also a look of arrogance, like a proud peacock high above.

"That young man's name is Ling Ruotian, and he is the most outstanding person in the Ling family's generation. At a young age, he has already cultivated to the level of the four-pattern metamorphosis, and it seems that it is possible to break through to the five-pattern realm at any time. I heard that the Ling family has already determined him to be the head of the next generation. Elder Burning Sky whispered beside Mo Zhiyao.

"Snort!" Hearing this, a sneer of disdain appeared on Mo Zhiyao's face. The people of the three major families have inherited the power of the bloodline, and with that rich heritage and resources, even if it is a pig, they can be smashed into a strong man. Although Ling Ruotian's cultivation was beyond Mo Yuan, he couldn't be afraid of it because of this.

has not experienced real life and death killing, no matter how high the surface cultivation is, it does not mean that its combat power is equally strong. Mo Zhiyao, who crawled out of the pile of dead people, step by step, blood marks, stepped through the corpses of countless strong people to this point, how could it be comparable to the flowers of these greenhouses?

The girl beside him, named Ling Ruoxi, was his sister. Although his cultivation is not as good as Ling Ruotian, he is also in the late stage of the transformation of the three patterns, and among his peers, he can be regarded as a leader. ”

"That old man is an extremely senior elder of the Ling family, named ......"

"His name is Ling Yuan, and in the Ling family, he is in charge of criminal punishment and family law. It was him back then, and he strongly advocated sending my mother to the West Abyss!" Before Elder Burning Sky finished speaking, Yu Yao on the side said in a cold voice.

Mo Zhiyao was slightly stunned, he could feel that Yu Yao's delicate body at this moment was tense at this moment, and his bright eyes were staring at the old man named Ling Yuan with indescribable hatred and murderous intent.

"Ling Yuan, is it in the late stage of the metamorphosis of the Seven Patterns?" Mo Zhiyao's eyes drooped, and the cold light surging under it. Although the late stage of the Seven Patterns of Morphology is quite tricky, in this Ling Yuan's opinion, at most it is the promotion of the Blue Void Calamity, and the supreme difficulty is only the white level. As long as he waits until he successfully promotes to the three-pattern metamorphosis, after surviving the supreme difficulty, and with the help of the nine colors, it is not impossible to kill him.

On the platform, the appearance of Ling Yuan and the three of them naturally attracted a lot of attention. As for the gazes and discussions around them, Ling Yuan and the three of them had completely disdainful expressions, and just nodded towards several forces on other platforms.

Eyes swept over the platforms one by one, and the gaze of the three of Ling Yuan finally fell on the platform where Mo Zhiyao and the others were, and then their eyes moved, and finally collided with Yu Yao, who was staring at them.

"Yu Yao, the daughter of a sinner, the shame of my Ling family, it is really surprising that she dares to appear in front of the old man. Looking at Yu Yao, a mocking sneer immediately appeared on Ling Yuan's face, and he said lightly.

"Old bastard, who do you say is the sinner?" Hearing this, Yu Yao's face suddenly turned extremely cold, her beautiful eyes surged with murderous intent, and she said in a cold voice.

"Little brute, do you dare to speak disrespectfully to the old man? Don't think that if you have Nanyuan's support, the old man can't help you!" Hearing Yu Yao's words, Ling Yuan's face immediately became gloomy, and he said gloomily.

"She is the daughter of Ling Long, who was shameless and fornicating with others?" The girl standing beside Ling Yuan heard this, a touch of disdain suddenly appeared on her face, her lips hooked up a mean arc, her eyebrows raised, and her eyes fell on Yu Yao's body.

"Yes, she is the shame of my Ling family, if it wasn't for the Nanyuan master to come forward in person, the door would have been cleaned up by the family master a long time ago. Ling Yuan smiled gloomily, and the annoying voice slowly spread on the platform.

Ling Yuan's voice was not deliberately concealed, so everyone around him could hear it clearly. At that moment, the eyes quickly converged. The entire noisy square also suddenly quieted down at this moment.

Regarding the friction between the nine major forces, others not only do not stay in it, but also have the mentality of watching a good show. Anyway, the more fierce these nine forces are with each other, it is a good thing for them. It's best to fight and lose, and when you enter the demon mound, you will have fewer strong competitors.

"After cultivating for so many years, it is only the peak of the Nine Patterns of Merge, which really insults the power of my Ling family's bloodline. Such waste, if it had been within the clan, would have been put to death long ago. Throwing it outside, it's a big life for her. Ling Ruoxi's sour voice echoed in the sky, and her vicious words were diametrically opposed to her appearance.

This is true, and it is really a piece of garbage. Ling Yuan smiled and nodded slightly.

"With the power of the bloodline and relying on the abundant resources of the clan, you can be promoted to the middle stage of the three-pattern metamorphosis. Even if it's a pig, if you have such resources, I'm afraid it's better than you. The two most outstanding people in the Ling family's contemporary era, nothing more than that!" Mo Zhiyao reached out and patted Yu Yao's arm, which was trembling because of Ling Ruoxi and Ling Yuan's words, slowly raised his head, looked at the three of Ling Yuan, a chilling smile appeared on his face, and said loudly.

The sudden sound made Ling Yuan and Ling Ruoxi stunned, and then their eyes fell on Mo Zhiyao's body.

"What are you, how dare you say that about my Ling family?" Ling Yuan's face suddenly turned cold, and his poisonous eyes stared at Mo Zhiyao tightly.

"Mo Zhiyao!" Mo Zhiyao smiled slightly, clasped his hands to his chest, and stared at Ling Yuan without letting go, the corners of his mouth swayed with a hideous arc. "What kind of thing are you, and you dare to judge my teacher's character!"

"Are you Mo Zhiyao?" Hearing this, Ling Yuan's face suddenly changed slightly, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at it carefully. Mo Zhiyao's reputation in the Southern Regions is also spreading rapidly with the end of the Sifang Pavilion Competition. Almost everyone knows that this year's Nanyuan has a demon who slaughtered all sides in the sealed land, killing Donghuazong and Beishan Pavilion to the ground. Therefore, when Ling Yuan learned that the young man in front of him was Mo Zhiyao, his heart was also shaken.

However, for Mo Zhiyao, Ling Yuan didn't take it too seriously. A small double-striped metamorphosis in the early stage, in his eyes, is no different from an ant.

"Hmph, an apprentice who was accepted by the daughter of a sinner of my Ling family, also dares to be arrogant in front of the old man? If it weren't for the fact that you were a disciple of Nanyuan, the old man would definitely ask you to pay for that sentence today. Ling Yuan's eyes flashed with coldness, and he said to Mo Zhiyao with compassion.

"Do you want me to pay the price? Just rely on these two pigs of your Ling family, but you don't have that qualification. At the same time that Mo Zhiyao's faint voice sounded, Ling Yuan's face was directly blue.

"Little bastard, who do you say is a pig!" A sharp voice suddenly sounded, and Ling Ruoxi, who was standing beside Ling Yuan, had a beautiful face that became a little distorted at this moment.

As the eldest lady of the Ling family's generation, her talent is also demonic, coupled with her outstanding appearance, Ling Ruoxi has always enjoyed the treatment of the stars holding the moon, and she has never been scolded like this.

Who knows, in this public, Mo Zhiyao actually insulted her with a pig, which made Ling Ruoxi, who had always been high, unable to bear it anymore, and jumped out directly.

"You still don't admit that you are a pig, I have said it so many times, and you have to let me say it again. Mo Zhiyao smiled faintly, and then stretched out his hand to point at Ling Ruoxi. "I said, you're a pig!

"You are looking for death!" Ling Ruoxi's face turned pale with anger when he heard this, his beautiful eyes instantly flashed with cold killing intent, and his jade arm probed, and his slender five fingers brought up five extremely fierce winds, which were slashed towards Mo Zhiyao.

"Today, Miss Ben will let you know that the disciples who are taught by waste are also waste!"

Looking at the spiritual power training that slashed wildly with the sound of sharp cracking wind, Mo Zhiyao shook his head slowly, and a touch of cold arc that made people chill in his bones instantly hooked up at the corner of his lips.

Immediately, under the gaze of many eyes, Mo Zhiyao raised his palm, and pointed like a knife, seemingly slashing in front of him at great randomness.

In the next moment, faintly, a strange roar resounded from Mo Zhiyao's body, and at the same time, a dark golden spiritual power long knife that seemed to be made of pure gold took shape in front of Mo Zhiyao's arm, and then with a spatial crack that made the pupils constrict, it slammed into Ling Ruoxi's spiritual power training.

"Click!"

With a slash, a crisp sound like broken glass sounded, and then, everyone saw that the spiritual power that contained terrible power collapsed directly under the golden knife, turned into a point of light in the sky, and dissipated.

"Even you, dare to say that my division is a waste?

A knife smashed the amazing spiritual power training, Mo Zhiyao's face also set off a smile, and then stepped out, a faint thunderous sound sounded, and his figure disappeared in place under the gaze of many shocked eyes.

"Huh!"

Mo Zhiyao's ghostly figure appeared in front of Ling Ruoxi like a teleportation, and at that speed, even if it was as strong as Ling Yuan, he was shocked to see it.

"I'll make you cheap!" Mo Zhiyao bullied Ling Ruoxi's side, the smile on his face instantly converged, and then his palm was raised, and a slap was actually on the latter's cheek.