"Bang, bang, bang!"

Above the sky, the two figures collided violently, and every time they clashed, they would set off a storm of power, and then swept away.

The two of them were within a hundred feet, and even the vast fire spirit ocean was squeezed out at this moment. The eyes around him were also full of shock and horror at the moment looking at the two entangled figures. They could naturally see that the offensive of these two people was extremely ruthless, and there was no mercy between them. No matter which side it is, once it is hit, it will not end much better.

"Gollum!"

The sound of squirming in the throat kept sounding in the crowd, such a tragic battle, looking at many people were pale and their eyes trembled.

"That Mo Zhiyao is too powerful, isn't it? With the cultivation realm of the Nine Patterns Breaking the Sky, he can actually fight with the Yan Yang who is holding the Burning Sky Ghost Jiao Spear to this point. ”

"Yes, we are all nine stripes in the sky, but compared to him, it is not a grade at all. ”

"If the fight continues like this, it is really difficult to judge who will kill the deer. ”

The whispering sound spread through the crowd like a tide, and the fierce battle between Mo Zhiyao and Yanyang was so fierce that it was beyond their imagination.

In the sky in the distance, Chu Xing'er and the three of them looked at the two people who were entangled together, and there was also an unconcealable look of horror in their eyes. Obviously, Mo Zhiyao, who was able to compete head-on with Yanyang to such a point, also brought them a huge shock.

Yan Yang's face was gloomy, and the killing intent in his eyes became more and more intense. The fiery red spear in his hand, between the dances, rolled up the rolling spiritual power, and bombarded with Mo Zhiyao's immovable dragon stick, one after another powerful shock waves, wildly rippling, and the ground below continued to burst and collapse.

In the face of such a fierce offensive, Mo Zhiyao did not show the slightest timidity, but the heat in his eyes became more and more high. The dragon stick in the palm of his hand is not moved, and he attacks fiercely. The sticks and spears collided, the air waves rolled, and the space in that place was violently twisted.

"I don't believe it! I can't even clean up a nine-pattern broken sky like you!" The look in Yan Yang's eyes turned completely red, he was the chief disciple of the Fire God Palace, and now he was promoted to the early stage of metamorphosis, even in this Fog Demon Sea Domain, he could be ranked as a name. At this moment, he was forced to such a point by a kid who was just breaking the void realm, how could he bear it!

"Ghost Jiaodong Heavenly Spear!"

Yan Yang's eyes suddenly cold, and then the rolling spiritual power was frantically injected into the spear body. An earth-shattering groan suddenly resounded, and the fiery red spear actually swelled in a circle! The strange lines on it actually seemed to have life, and they wriggled strangely, and one after another amazing fluctuations seeped out.

A hideous fire Jiao, condensed and formed in the surging spiritual power, entrenched on the spear. Then, with the trembling of Yanyang's arm, it brought up a terrifying high temperature and a thick tragic aura, pierced through the void, and stabbed Mo Zhiyao's heart fiercely.

Bang!

The spear of Huojiao fell heavily on Mo Zhiyao's heart, but the situation of blood rushing out in Yanyang's imagination did not appear. His pupils constricted suddenly, and then he hurriedly gathered his eyes to look, but found that under the tip of the spear, at the mouth of Mo Zhiyao's heart, at some point, a gorgeous golden-red scale armor actually appeared. It was that piece of scale armor that blocked the blow of the Burning Sky Ghost Jiao Spear!

However, although he successfully blocked the Burning Sky Ghost Jiao Spear, Mo Zhiyao avoided the danger of his body being pierced. But on that piece of scale armor, there were also clear cracks emerging, and Mo Zhiyao's face was also instantly pale, and then there was a strange flush, flashing across his face.

"Roar!"

Shengsheng withstood the spear of the hot sun, and the fierceness in Mo Zhiyao's eyes surged out. If you pay the price, you have to ask for the corresponding return!

Holding the palm of the immovable dragon stick, he swung it down fiercely! That Yanyang was slightly distracted because Mo Zhiyao had successfully resisted one of his spears, causing him to react too late.

"Not good!"

Yan Yang's face suddenly changed drastically, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly surged out wildly, and then quickly condensed on the skin in front of him, and then turned into a layer of fiery red crystal armor!

"Boom!"

The fiery red crystal armor had just condensed and formed, and the dragon stick was bombarded without moving. A clicking sound suddenly sounded, and the layer of fiery red crystal armor suddenly exploded, and the hot sun spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body retreated straight towards the rear.

This time, the two are both losers!

"Maniac!"

Chu Xing'er and the others in the distance, looking at the young and thin figure, all felt that the skin on their bodies was a little cold. This Mo Zhiyao is completely a complete battle maniac! You know, the shot of the hot sun just now, even they didn't dare to use it in such a way. Even if there is a means of protecting the body, it is quite dangerous.

"Boom! boom!"

The two figures, retreating from each other, finally smashed heavily into a mountain peak behind them. The mountain collapsed, and the rocks tumbled and fell. The two of them spurted out a mouthful of blood again at the same time.

The next moment, both of them immediately broke free from the mountain and volleyed into the air.

Yan Yang stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, and looked down at his tattered body, his handsome face, which was already distorted by extreme anger at this moment. Slowly raising his head, his eyes were cold and resentful staring at Mo Zhiyao opposite, and his hoarse voice was transmitted little by little.

"Mo Zhiyao, I won't kill you today, I swear not to be a man!"

"Don't talk about this kind of nonsense, if you have the ability, just use it!" Mo Zhiyao casually wiped the blood on his face, and his appearance was even more violent.

"Good!

Yan Yang was so angry that his body trembled slightly, since his debut, he had never suffered such an injury, even when he killed the powerhouse in the early stage of transformation, he had not done so.

Such an embarrassed appearance made him feel extremely ashamed, and he had to kill Mo Zhiyao here before he could let out a breath of evil in his heart.

He took a deep breath, and the angry color on Yan Yang's face slowly converged. Then, he slowly raised his head, looked at Mo Zhiyao, and actually grinned, but that smile was full of cruelty and hideousness.

His hand grasped the Burning Heaven Ghost Jiao Spear, and then raised it, pointing at Mo Zhiyao and locking it.

"This time, I'll kill you!"

Thundered!

As soon as Yan Yang's words came out, the monstrous spiritual power gushed out of his body with a roar, and the sea of fire under his feet also suddenly set off a monstrous wave of flames.

In the sea of fire, a round of fiery red and dazzling sun actually rose, and finally suspended above the head of the hot sun. The raging flames rose on the edge of the bright sun, causing the temperature in this space to soar to a rather terrifying level.

Under the fire sun, Yan Yang smiled fiercely, and then the Burning Heaven Ghost Jiao spear in his hand was raised to the sky, and between the surging spiritual power, a huge fiery red red Jiao of nearly 100 zhang rose into the air, and then entrenched on the fire sun.

At this moment, the entire canopy of heaven seemed to have turned into a sea of fire, rolling spiritual power, like magma flowing. Everyone felt a strong smell of danger from it.

"Fire nerves, fire Jiaopan day, burning the sky!"

With a low roar, the Yan Yang's eyes suddenly became cold, and then the spear in his hand swung down suddenly! The fire sun with the red Jiao entrenched above his head roared out in an instant!

After the fire passed, a large area of space collapsed, and everyone had the illusion that even the sky was falling.

Mo Zhiyao raised his head and looked at the Red Jiao Bright Sun, which contained terrifying power, which could be said to have been launched by pouring all the spiritual power of the hot sun, roaring down, and feeling that the spiritual power in his body seemed to be burning.

The next moment, the corners of Mo Zhiyao's mouth actually slowly set off a cold arc. The luster in his eyes was as sharp as a blade.

"The last blow?

Mo Zhiyao stepped out, and the golden red light suddenly erupted from his body, and the degree of brilliance was no weaker than the fire sun above his head.

In an instant, the entire twenty dragon and phoenix light patterns were condensed around his body, surrounding his body, rotating wildly. The strange sound of the dragon and the phoenix roaring violently resounded in this space. The invisible sound wave spreads out, and the surrounding air explodes directly, making the space within this range completely vacuum.

The sound of groaning was filled with a thick ancient coercion. That kind of coercion, dignity, contempt, and dominance over the heavens and the earth! The faces of many powerful people here changed drastically, and the shocking gazes instantly converged on the young figure.

At this moment, around Mo Zhiyao's body, a full twenty dragon and phoenix light patterns flew and entrenched, and the golden-red light infected his eyes with such a color. Extremely astonishing fluctuations of spiritual power, mixed with that ancient coercion, made the hearts of those around them throb one by one.

"This, this is another emperor-level exercise! How many hole cards are there on Mo Zhiyao's body!"

"What is the origin of this guy? Mixed-level spirit treasures, emperor-level exercises, are like cabbages on him. Everyone felt the amazing fluctuations permeating Mo Zhiyao's body, and they all said movingly.

"What kind of background does this Mo Zhiyao have, why have you never heard of him?" In the distance, Chu Xing'er and the three of them looked at Mo Zhiyao, who was surrounded by the dragon and phoenix light patterns, and said in a low voice with an extremely shocked face.

A full twenty dragon and phoenix light patterns rose from Mo Zhiyao's body, and then intertwined and intertwined with each other. In the end, it turned into a huge ancient throne!

In the throne, a violent fluctuation filled with the smell of destruction slowly spread.

As the throne took shape, Mo Zhiyao's face also turned pale. However, his eyes were getting brighter and hotter.

Seal the Celestial Dragon!