As Shen Ling's palm was grasped, on top of the poisonous spirit ball, raised lines suddenly appeared, and it was suddenly like a spider web, firmly enveloping the poisonous spirit ball in it. At the same time, the ball suddenly contracted at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and it seemed that it was ready to crush Mo Zhiyao into a serious injury!

However, at the same time as the poisonous spirit ball was rapidly shrinking, a figure emerged from it under the reflection of the pupils in Shen Ling's suddenly constricted eyes.

"How is that possible!" Looking at the figure that emerged from the poisonous spirit ball, Shen Ling felt that his scalp was numb in an instant, and he couldn't believe what he saw in his eyes.

That figure is naturally Mo Zhiyao. Mo Zhiyao, who passed through the poison spirit ball, looked at his expression, and he didn't look injured at all.

Looking up at Shen Ling above, the corners of Mo Zhiyao's lips slowly raised, setting off an evil smile that made people shiver all over.

"This can't be! This is impossible!" Shen Ling looked at Mo Zhiyao below, a look of panic welled up in his eyes, he couldn't figure out why his poisonous spirit power couldn't pose any threat to the latter.

After passing through the poisonous spirit ball, Mo Zhiyuan's figure flashed, like a black lightning, and disappeared in place in a faint thunderous sound!

"So fast!"

Shen Ling's pupils suddenly constricted, and his complexion became extremely ugly. In order to cast the Poison Abyss Waterfall, he had already squeezed all the spiritual power in his body, and he had basically lost the power to fight again at this moment.

"Huh!" Mo Zhiyao's ghostly figure appeared directly behind Shen Ling like a shuttle through the void.

"Not good!" Shen Ling's eyes flashed with horror, he exhausted the remaining spiritual power in his body, his body twisted, and he retreated backwards like crazy, and at the same time, his eyes were firmly fixed on Mo Zhiyao, who was close to his side.

A touch of sarcasm spread deep under Mo Zhiyao's eyes, and an invisible fluctuation, like a terrifying wave, originated from nothingness, directly involving Shen Ling.

Magical Sound Soul Dementor!

Under this sudden invisible fluctuation, Shen Ling's eyes suddenly appeared hollow and lost his mind for a moment. Although it was only a short moment, at this time, there was no doubt that Shen Ling would fall into the abyss from which he could not recover.

Seeing that Shen Ling was under the influence of the Demon Sound Soul Dementor, Mo Zhiyao certainly couldn't let go of such a great opportunity, and his figure was blocked by everyone's horrified gaze, turning into a vague afterimage and appearing in front of Shen Ling.

The effect of the Demon Sound Soul Capture was only to maintain the breathing time, and Shen Ling broke free from it, but when he came back to his senses again, a fist that shone with a golden halo had already enlarged to the limit in the pupils of his eyes. At the same time, an extremely strong wind, with a low sonic boom, resounded in the arena.

At such a close distance, Shen Ling had completely lost the chance to dodge, and at that moment, his face was completely occupied by horror and fear.

In front of everyone's eyes, the right fist wrapped in the majestic spiritual power, with an incomparable wind, bombarded Shen Ling's chest, and with a twist of the fist, the terrifying power of the frenzy poured out!

"Click!" The sound of tooth-aching bones shattering sounded in the field, blood spurted wildly from Shen Ling's mouth, his sternum collapsed, and the whole person fell down like a cannonball, and then smashed it on the arena below with an extremely eye-stimulating attitude!

"Bang!" Mo Zhiyao's palm flipped over, and a spiritual power hand appeared out of thin air, slapping the poisonous spirit ball suspended in mid-air and landing in the extreme distance where no one was around.

Without Shen Ling's control, if that poisonous spirit ball fell, the eastward smoke and rain and Yu Tong who were standing on the edge of the arena would inevitably be affected by it, and Mo Zhiyao certainly did not allow this kind of thing to happen.

The figure slowly sank, Mo Zhiyao looked indifferently at Shen Ling on the ground with a pale face, and his cold voice echoed in the arena.

"You've lost!"

The eyes containing various emotions all converged on Mo Zhiyao's body at this moment, and then fell on Shen Ling, who was pale and embarrassed. After a while, the warm applause suddenly boiled in the field, almost lifting the roof of the shed.

However, Mo Zhiyao's cold face was not eased by the warm applause and shouts of the audience, but slowly turned his head, Sen Han's gaze fell on a certain place in the arena, and a cold voice spit out from his lips: "If you want to make a move, I will accompany you!"

As soon as the words fell, a sturdy and burly figure burst out from that direction, falling from the sky in a very shocking way, and landed heavily on the arena!

As Mo Zhiyao spoke and the figure fell, the screams of everyone in the audience suddenly disappeared and became quiet again. Immediately, the sound of inhaling cold air sounded one after another.

Looking at the tower-like man opposite him with cold eyes, Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed, and a trace of cold light flowed endlessly under his eyes.

"Meteor, Moyan?"

The man who appeared in the field was burly to the point of some exaggeration, dressed in a dark yellow robe, and the bulging muscles of his whole body were actually shining like metal, and there was a violent atmosphere in his domineering, giving people a heavy sense of oppression that made it difficult to breathe. It was the second place on the last Sky Splitting List, Meteor Moyan!

Mo Yan's sharp gaze stared directly at Mo Zhiyao for a moment, and then he glanced at Shen Ling, who was already unconscious next to him, as if a low voice with a metal echo came from his mouth: "I didn't expect that you would really be able to defeat Shen Ling." ”

"Defeating him is nothing. Mo Zhiyao had a look of ancient wells on his face, looked at Mo Yan on the opposite side and said lightly, and was slightly moved because of the other party's identity as the second on the Heaven Splitting List.

"If you want to avenge him, you can do it. ”

Mo Zhiyao's words landed, and the faces of everyone in the audience suddenly became exciting. No one expected that Mo Zhiyao would be so fierce that after defeating Shen Ling, he actually challenged Mo Yan directly.

"Is Zhiyao crazy? That Moyan is in the late stage of the Wuwen Merge, he has just had a battle, and he has made a move, how can he be Moyan's opponent?" Offstage, Yu Tong almost didn't call Mo Zhiyao to faint in fright, and the eastward smoke and rain were also pale, obviously he didn't expect Mo Zhiyao to be so crazy.

"Are you sure to challenge me now?" Mo Yan's face slowly became gloomy, his eyes flashed coldly, and he stared at Mo Zhiyao and asked.

"It doesn't matter, sooner or later, you'll have to do it, won't you?" Mo Zhiyao tilted his head slightly, and the cold wind-like voice slowly spread out in the field.

"That's right, you injured my brother, and this account will have to be settled sooner or later. Mo Yan took a step forward, and the fierce aura suddenly surged out, spreading throughout the audience.

"Mo Yan, it doesn't seem like a good thing to take advantage of people's danger, if you want to do it, I can play with you. As the tension was blowing, an evil voice sounded in the field, and a figure flashed down and appeared in the field.

"White evil?" the appearance of the person who came made the surrounding people exclaim again. "I really didn't expect that today's challenge would actually shock both Bai Xie and Mo Yan. ”

Looking at the white evil that appeared in the scene, Mo Zhiyao was also stunned, and then a look of shock appeared on his face. I haven't seen it for half a year, and the cultivation of the white evil has actually broken through to the late stage of the Six Patterns of Merge!

"White Evil, have you broken through?"

"Yes, I almost didn't hang up on the mission last time, but fortunately I was saved by you, but next time I won't have such good luck, how can I do it if I don't hurry up and cultivate?" Bai Xie said with a smile, his voice was not lowered, so everyone in the audience could hear it clearly.

Bai Xie's words made Mo Zhiyao stunned at first, and then suddenly, he couldn't help but smile and nodded to the other party.

And hearing Bai Xie's words, not only was the audience in an uproar, but even Mo Yan was stunned with a look of surprise on his face. Bai Xie's cultivation is a line higher than him, and he was actually saved by Mo Zhiyao, when did this happen, why have you never heard of it?

"Mo Yan, if you want to do it, how about I accompany you?" But I just had a fight, and it doesn't seem appropriate for you to intervene at this time, right?" Bai Xie came to Mo Yan and said with a smile.

"Even if you don't come down, I won't do anything with him at this time. Mo Yan said lightly. "But after all, he injured my brother, and I'm not going to leave it at that. ”

"Mo Zhiyao, now that I'm fighting you, it's me bullying you. With less than a year to go until the next Sky Splitting Tournament, I hope to meet you then. I'll let people know who's really strong. After Mo Yan finished speaking, his eyes glanced at Yu Tong below seemingly unintentionally, and then turned around and put Shen Ling on the ground on his shoulder, and walked away.

With Mo Yan leaving, the atmosphere in the arena immediately eased a lot, and Bai Xie enthusiastically hugged Mo Zhiyao's shoulders and stepped off the arena.

"Far away, you kid has enough secrets. Can you tell me why you are not afraid of Shen Ling's poisonous power. As he walked, Bai Xie looked at Mo Zhiyao with a smile and asked.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, I'm immune to the power of poison spirits. "For the impression of the white evil, Mo Zhiyao is still relatively good, so he didn't hide it. And because of today's challenge, it won't take long for this secret to be guessed by everyone.

"Immune to the power of the poisonous spirit?" Bai Xie's figure suddenly froze, and his eyes stared at Mo Zhiyao for a long time as if he was looking at a monster before he swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely. "You kid, are you really a pervert!"

-- The scheduled mission of the group brothers' demon war, Mo Yan appeared, everyone applauded! This character has a long plot, and it will be unfolded one after another in the later stage.