Fengtian Dragon Throne is another part of the Dragon Phoenix Technique that Mo Zhiyao practiced. It takes Mo Zhiyao to be able to condense at least twenty dragon and phoenix light patterns before he can urge them out.

After completely fusing the essence blood of the dragon phoenix, coupled with the cultivation promotion to the realm of nine patterns and breaking the sky, Mo Zhiyao finally reached the lower limit standard of urging this Heavenly Dragon Seat.

Of course, the Heaven Sealing Dragon Throne driven by the twenty dragon and phoenix light patterns still has an extremely huge gap between its power and the real Dacheng. And if he wants to truly exert the true power of the Sealed Sky Dragon Constellation, Mo Zhiyao must at least condense fifty dragon and phoenix light patterns.

However, despite this, the Heaven Sealing Dragon Seat launched by Mo Zhiyao at this moment was already enough to deal with the scorching sun's sky-burning blow!

Above the ancient throne, there was a dazzling light that was even brighter than the sun. The strange sound of the dragon chanting and the phoenix roaring, accompanied by terrifying fluctuations that caused the heaven and earth to turmoil, erupted in thin air.

Mo Zhiyao's palm slowly clenched, and then a straight punch burst out!

"Seal the Heavenly Dragon!"

At the moment when Mo Zhiyao's punch was blasted, the ancient throne of that side rose to the sky, and then bombarded the fiery red sun that was entrenched in the red sun without any fancy fancy.

"Bang!"

The earth-shattering roar suddenly resounded at this moment. The faces of the strong people around him turned pale in an instant, and many of them spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their breath directly withered.

An indescribable terrifying fluctuation swept out like a tsunami, and under the impact of such fluctuations, even though everyone around them hurriedly set up their own spiritual defenses, they were still knocked over on their backs and embarrassed. Only a few people, such as Chu Xing'er and other people with extraordinary strength, can barely resist it.

The golden red light and the fiery red color were instantly intertwined, and a storm of spiritual power suddenly penetrated the sky and the earth!

"Shhh

In the light of the sky that made people's eyes closed tightly and could not be seen directly, a terrible moan rose to the sky, and at the same time, the fiery red sun was directly dimmed in the mournful roar.

"Click!"

As if the heavens and the earth were shattered, the sound suddenly sounded, and everyone tried their best to open their eyes and look at each other. I saw that round of fiery red and dazzling sun, under the impact of that ancient throne, it was torn apart!

Tearing through the fiery red sun, the ancient throne still showed no signs of staying, and then like a mountain, it shook the sky and fell wildly towards the scorching sun below whose face turned pale in an instant!

"Feng Tianlong, suppress me!"

Mo Zhiyao roared angrily, and waved his arm down fiercely! In the next moment, everyone saw in horror that the ancient throne, with an unstoppable and arrogant attitude, shrouded the scorching sun in it, and it was fiercely seated!

"No!"

Facing the ancient throne that was suppressed at the moment, Yan Yang let out a desperate and crazy roar from his mouth, and held the dim Burning Sky Ghost Spear in his hand, and launched an attack towards the ancient throne like a dying struggle. However, his attacks, facing the huge throne with the dragon and phoenix light patterns, were tantamount to a mayfly shaking a tree, and they had no effect at all.

"No!

Yan Yang's face turned red, and mouthfuls of blood spurted out wildly. But no matter how much he resisted, the end was to no avail. A deep look of horror and deep regret welled up in his eyes. It wasn't until this moment that he knew that he had really provoked someone he would never afford to provoke this time.

However, regret at this moment is useless, and at this moment, no one can change his only fate.

"Boom!"

The heavens and the earth shook, and the ancient throne finally fell heavily, and the desperate roar of the scorching sun stopped abruptly and annihilated it. Huge cracks spread out, and the ground within a thousand feet collapsed in shock. The hustle and bustle that rises from the sky makes this space seem to return to chaos.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and a thin figure appeared in everyone's eyes from blur to clear. Such a sharp gaze slowly swept over, but it made the faces of the people around them change, their eyes flickered, and they didn't dare to look at them.

Although Mo Zhiyao at this moment, the aura emanating from his body was extremely sluggish, but no one dared to move some other thoughts at this moment.

"This guy is definitely a ruthless character, so it's better not to provoke him. Many people met each other's eyes for a while, and then retreated. Mo Zhiyao's body must have a treasure, but no matter how good the baby is, he must also weigh that he can have the ability to eat it.

Even the hot sun in the early stage of incarnation ended up in the end of being destroyed, and everyone in the field thought to themselves that they didn't have that ability. Moreover, no one dares to guarantee whether Mo Zhiyao, who is in this state now, still hides some deadly means.

Not far away, the three of Chu Xing'er, Yue Shan and Li Kong, there was a hint of jealousy in the depths of their eyes, and the expressions on their faces also became extremely solemn.

"Anyone else, are you interested in what is on me?" Mo Zhiyao's gaze slowly swept away, and finally landed on Chu Xing'er and the three of them, and asked in a voice that was so indifferent that he couldn't make the slightest wave.

When Chu Xing'er and the three of them saw Mo Zhiyao looking over, the skin on their bodies suddenly tightened. Beneath the latter's calm, palpitating countenance, it made them feel a rather dangerous smell.

Chu Xing'er's beautiful eyes and Mo Zhiyao looked at each other for a moment, and then slowly drooped. Then as soon as the delicate body moved, it turned into a streamer, and in a flicker, it disappeared directly into the distant sky. I answered with practical actions.

Regarding Chu Xing'er's departure, Mo Zhiyao naturally would not stop him. Immediately, his gaze fell on Yue Shan and Li Kong's bodies again.

"What about you?"

"Hehe, Brother Mo, don't get me wrong. In fact, I am also quite disgusted with that hot sun. Heaven and earth treasures, those who are capable get it. Brother Mo can get it, that's your ability, I don't have the heart to covet it. Yue Shan smiled dryly, and his big fan-like hands waved hurriedly.

"I'm only here to cultivate. Now that it's over, I'm leaving. After finishing speaking, Yue Shan hurriedly set off and swept towards the distance. His back looked a little embarrassed, but no one dared to laugh at him.

Li Kong glanced at Mo Zhiyao, was silent, but nodded, and without hesitation, he unfolded his body and swept towards the distance like a lightning speed.

Seeing Chu Xing'er and the three of them leaving one after another, the rest of the people all smiled dryly at Mo Zhiyao and left one after another. However, in a short time, this space was empty, and only Mo Zhiyao was left.

When everyone left here, Mo Zhiyao's body fluctuated violently, and then slowly converged away.

"Ahem!"

Mo Zhiyao stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, coughed violently, and Yin Hong's blood dripped down his fingers. Although he successfully killed Na Yanyang, he also paid a huge price for this, and his state at the moment was almost exhausted. Just now, it was just a matter of forcing himself to suppress the injury and hold on to the scene. Now that the crowd is gone, they can no longer be suppressed.

"How are you?" Nine Colors' anxious voice sounded in Mo Zhiyao's heart, the battle just now, the latter was really too fierce.

"It's okay, it's just too much consumption. Mo Zhiyao wiped his face and took a deep breath. "But get out of here. ”

Mo Zhiyao knew in his heart that it was only temporary safety now, and with the departure of those people just now, the news about this place would inevitably spread at an alarming speed.

Mo Zhiyao could deter those people just now, but he couldn't deter those strong people who were guarding the periphery of the Shouyang Mountain Range. Those people are all genuine metamorphosis overhauls. Once they know that they have a heavy treasure related to death, I am afraid that they will immediately attract countless pursuits.

With Mo Zhiyao's current strength, if he really falls into that kind of situation, there is absolutely no way to heaven and no way to enter the earth. Even if there are dragon and phoenix guards, it will not help.

Therefore, he must hurry up and get out of here immediately.

After paying attention, Mo Zhiyao no longer hesitated, forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body, expanded his speed, and his body turned into a rainbow light, shooting towards the sky in the distance.

This land, with Mo Zhiyao's departure, became quiet again, leaving behind a devastated mess. However, this kind of silence, after lasting less than two hours, in the space, pieces of ripple fluctuations suddenly flickered, and then, a series of narrow figures with extremely powerful spiritual power fluctuations emerged.

These figures, the rippling spiritual power fluctuations around their bodies, and the cultivation realms they represented, were all shocked to be at the level of incarnation!

After a while, some angry voices rang out one after another.

"Find! You must find that kid! The dead qi in the entire Shouyang Mountain Range is now gone, it must have something to do with him!"

"He can't get far!

One by one, the figures and the eyes in their eyes all turned red at this moment, like hungry wolves that smelled blood. The experience of these people is quite extensive. Although he didn't know that the source of the death qi was the life-devouring swamp spirit, he understood that Mo Zhiyao must have obtained something in the depths of this death swamp. And those things are closely related to the birth of death. As long as you can snatch it, it is equivalent to sitting on an endless resource of dead energy.

One by one, the figures disappeared again with the ripples of the fluctuating space. However, it is obvious that the search for Mo Zhiyao has begun all over the mountains. In their eyes, today's Mo Zhiyao is a dead treasure!

And just as they began to search frantically, at the edge of the Shouyang Mountain Range, a figure was like lightning, shooting out of the dense primeval forest, and then without the slightest hesitation, it directly plunged into the void space and disappeared.