The Death Yin Fire is formed by the condensation of the dead qi born after the fall of the strong man who cultivated to reach the top of the calamity. This kind of dead flame has a terrifying lethality to all living beings, and it can be said that it is not ferocious to the extreme.

Qing Xin looked at the sea of dead fire in the distance, her pretty face was discolored, as the origin of the spiritual energy, her resistance to this kind of dead qi was even weaker, plus her own cultivation was too low, it was basically possible to announce that her footsteps would be stopped here.

"Sister Qingxin, you don't have to worry. At this moment, Mo Zhiyao turned his head, looked at Qing Xin with a smile, and said. "If it were you, of course you wouldn't be able to survive this sea of death. But aren't there me and Zhan'er now? You don't have to worry. ”

"Yes, Aunt Xin, don't worry, I will protect you. Long Zhan grinned and agreed.

"No, I'd better stay here. I know you can protect me, but it will take a lot of energy. Now in this area, none of the strong people who can appear are idle, and this additional consumption is extremely unfavorable to you. Qing Xin shook her head, bit her red lips, and said.

"You want to stay here alone, absolutely not!" Long Zhan heard this, and his face suddenly changed. With Qingxin's strength, if he stays here alone, it is quite dangerous. The strongest people who can reach this position are all above the Six Tribulations. With their strength, once they had ill intentions towards Qing Xin, the latter would not have the power to resist at all.

"Sister Qingxin, you don't have to worry. Through this sea of dead fire, there is no need for me and Zhan'er to make a move. Mo Zhiyao on the side smiled and said.

"Don't you and Zhan'er make a move?" Qing Xin was stunned when she heard this, and then her beautiful eyes lit up. "You mean ......"

Mo Zhiyao shrugged his shoulders, and at the same time, a chubby young figure appeared beside him.

"Xuan Ghost, is there a problem?" Mo Zhiyao tilted his head, looked at the smiling little fat man beside him, that is, the Transformation of the Devouring Swamp Spirit, and asked.

"No problem, just leave it to me. The ghost smiled and nodded. "This Dead Yin Fire, from a certain point of view, actually belongs to the category of dead air. It's just that the power it contains is far beyond the ordinary death qi, even if it is my mutation attribute, it is still inferior. However, there is no problem in protecting your master from being eroded by it for a while. ”

"yes, how did I forget about you. Long Zhan on the side walked up to the Xuan Ghost with a smile and patted the other party's shoulder pretending to be old. "Fatty, it's up to you this time. ”

"Uh-huh!" The little fat man's head suddenly clicked like a chicken pecking rice, he couldn't forget that Long Zhan was fat when he was a child, so as long as he wasn't held by Jiuse, he would rely on him and refuse to come down.

In fact, it's nothing just to carry Long Zhan on his back, but Long Zhan likes to move and not like to be quiet, so he asked the Xuan Ghost to keep running in circles around the Nine Tribulations Main Tower, which made the Xuan Ghost want to cry without tears. It was from that time on, as soon as the Xuan Ghost saw the dragon battle, he would involuntarily tremble.

"Smack!"

Mo Zhiyao patted his palm, and then said, "Okay, since the Xuan Ghost can deal with the sea of dead fire, then let's go." ”

After finishing speaking, Mo Zhiyao took the lead and swept forward. Seeing this, Qing Xin and Long Zhan hurriedly followed.

A moment later, Mo Zhiyao and the three of them came to a plain area about a hundred zhang in front of the Sea of Dead Fire. In this space, there is a thick air of death, a lifeless gray color, and it fills all the visions that can be seen in front of you. This area seems to have lost all life.

Falling in front of the Sea of Death, Mo Zhiyao saw that the earth was covered with thousands of ravines, and there was no bottom. Even the space here is violently distorted, as if it will shatter at any moment.

It can be seen that the reason why this area is like this is entirely because in that distant ancient era, there were fierce battles that broke out here. Even after tens of millions of years, it still can't be restored.

Waves of terrifying fluctuations of dead qi were constantly spreading out from the sea of death fire in front of them, and the feeling of depression was suffocating.

Mo Zhiyao's eyes moved, looking around. Immediately, he saw that in several other directions, there were already figures standing.

"Someone seems to be faster than us. Mo Zhiyao's pupils narrowed imperceptibly, and from those figures, he sensed an obvious sense of crisis. Obviously, these people are really top powerhouses. "I just don't know, are the top ten on the list of gods and demons all here?"

After glancing around these figures, Mo Zhiyao's gaze fell on several of them. To be precise, the people at the front of these lines.

And when his eyes fell on these people, Mo Zhiyao's eyes condensed slightly, and the skin on his body suddenly tightened. It was an instinctive reaction when he sensed danger.

Mo Zhiyao's gaze first fell on a strong man who was burly to the point of exaggeration. From a distance, this person looks like a humanoid hill, with bare arms and iron bump-like muscle bulges, in which it is full of explosive power and gives people a strong sense of visual impact.

And the aura fluctuations surging around this person were extremely thick and majestic, making people feel an indescribable sense of oppression, shocking that he was a strong man who had survived the Seven Heavenly Tribulations.

"Xuanhua, the ninth on the god and demon list?" Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed, and compared with the information given by Long Zhan before, he immediately guessed the identity of this person.

His gaze moved, and in the other direction, in front of the crowd, stood a figure wrapped in a black robe. All that could be seen was the man's half-emaciated face. On its face, patches of black snake scales can be seen. Through the black robe, there seemed to be two scarlet and cold gazes, which made people shudder.

"The tenth red-blooded snake on the list of gods and demons ........."

Mo Zhiyao muttered softly, the spiritual power fluctuations that diffused from the former's body were also in the Seven Tribulations realm.

"Daddy, look over there. Long Zhan on the side said in a low voice, and Mo Zhiyao then cast his gaze over.

In that direction, a gray-clad figure stood alone. The body is emaciated, and from a distance, it looks like an old tree that is about to die. His eyes drooped slightly, and he looked weak. But all around him, there is a sense of oppression that makes people palpitate.

"He should be Deng Ku, who ranks fifth on the list of gods and demons, and it is said that the spiritual power he cultivates is extremely strange, and it seems to be a mutated attribute. Once contaminated, it can decay people's physical bodies, and even spiritual power can be polluted. Long Zhan said in a low voice.

"Oh?" Mo Zhiyao heard this, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, he couldn't imagine that the spiritual power cultivated by Deng Ku was so weird. "It's really worthy of being among the top ten on the list of gods and demons, and this kind of means really can't be underestimated. ”

Mo Zhiyao's eyes were slightly solemn, and then he looked in another direction. In the distance, a team of about ten people stood in the distance. And at the front of these people was a tall middle-aged man. The man was dressed in a black robe, and the robe was embellished with golden silk threads.

Mo Zhiyao noticed that this team looked a little isolated. Because next to them, I don't know whether it was intentional or not, and the others were hiding far away. Occasionally looking at the past, they are full of fear. And the focus of these eyes was the black-robed gold-silk man.

Moreover, not only the others, but even the few people around the black-robed golden-silk man looked at him with an unconcealable look of fear in their eyes, as if this person was some kind of flood beast.

The man's palms are particularly eye-catching. Slender and white, like mutton fat and white jade, I am afraid that some women cannot compare with it. With the light movement of his fingers, there seemed to be a series of transparent threads of spiritual power, quietly overflowing.

"Dad, that guy should be Su Xinghuan, who ranks second on the list of gods and demons. Long Zhan's gaze also fell on this person, and the evil smile on his little face was subdued a lot.

"Hmm. Mo Zhiyao nodded slightly, and he noticed that the spiritual power thread between Su Xinghuan's fingers, after spreading out from his hand, seemed to disappear, but in fact, it was integrated into the surrounding space in an extremely strange way. "This should be his so-called big puppet technique...... ”

As soon as his mind moved, there was a ray of glint in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, and then he saw that his pupils were shrinking, with Su Xinghuan as the center, within a radius of dozens of zhang, they were all covered with that extremely secret and strange spiritual power silk thread. Those spiritual threads, like vipers with life, silently wandered in the space, as if they were choosing people to devour.

"No wonder those people are far away. The gloom in Mo Zhiyao's eyes disappeared, and then he moved his steps without moving, blocking in front of Long Zhan and Qing Xin.

"Far away, you look northwest. At this moment, Qing Xin on the side suddenly spoke and said in a low voice. Mo Zhiyao hurriedly followed Qing Xin's gaze, only to see that in that place, a person stood proudly.

A well-fitting white robe, with golden scale-like objects on it, faintly, revealing a sense of dignity. Looking at his face, he looked extremely young, with his hands behind his back, and his face was indifferent. In the slender body, there is a domineering spirit that cannot be concealed. In particular, as this person breathes, the space in his place seems to be vibrating.

"Nine Tribulations Realm!" Although this person did not deliberately let go of his breath, Mo Zhiyao still saw his cultivation level. And here, with such strength, the identity of a person is naturally self-evident.

Ranked first on the list of gods and demons, the Star Palace of the Divine Domain, with the bloodline of the ancient divine beast Qilin, Zhou Lin!

Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Zhou Lin, who belonged to the same Star Palace as Kunling, and his eyes slowly became solemn. From the latter, he sensed a sense of crisis that threatened him. There are all the strong people in the audience, and only he gives Mo Zhiyao this feeling.