A moment later, there was a sound of footsteps in the passage outside, and it sounded like it wasn't a person.

"Brother Yun, why did the door of your cultivation room open?" Listening to the voice, it was He Hu.

"I don't know, let's go in and take a look, which one of them has entered the wrong cultivation room without long eyes, but don't blame me for being unkind. A deep voice rang out, visibly angry.

Yesterday in the arena, he was beaten miserably by Mo Zhiyao in public, and in the end, if it wasn't for the arrival of the Great Elder Zuo Changfeng in time, I am afraid that I would not even be able to save my life. lost all his face, which made Xing Yun extremely annoyed, but he was helpless. After this incident, he also came to his senses completely, not only could he not keep his title as the first in the world, but also lost the qualification to pursue the eastward flow of smoke and rain.

People and names are empty, Xing Yun is holding back the fire in his stomach and has nowhere to vent, and at this moment, when he saw that someone had trespassed into his exclusive cultivation room, he immediately looked hideous, planning to vent the depression and mania in his heart.

It's just that when Xing Yun rubbed his hands and entered the cultivation room, intending to vent a good time, the cold face that was like a nightmare for him made the hideousness on his face suddenly freeze, replaced by deep fear.

"Mo, Mo Zhiyao!"

Some trembling voices came out of Xing Yun's mouth, which suddenly made the shouts of He Hu and Li Fatzi behind him stop abruptly, as if someone had suddenly choked their necks.

"What, are you going to be polite to me?" Raising his head, the corners of Mo Zhiyao's lips raised, revealing two rows of white teeth, showing a smile with a bit of cold taste, and at the same time got up and walked towards Xing Yun and the others.

Seeing Mo Zhiyao actually coming head-on, Xing Yun retreated to the back completely out of instinct, and even with He Hu and them, they also retreated at the same time.

"You, what are you going to do?" A trace of fear flashed on Xing Yun's face, and some sharp voices echoed in the passage, immediately attracting the attention of many people.

When they saw Xing Yun with a frightened face, as if he had seen a ghost, and came out of the cultivation room backwards, many people were stunned.

Xing Yun is the first person in the Earth Realm, and in this third layer, he has always been a hegemonic existence, except for the two monks who were in the middle of the Merge Dao and failed to enter the fourth layer because they were targeted, it can be said that no one dared to provoke them. But how could he withdraw from his own cultivation room with such an expression today?

Many people who are active and quick to react, after thinking about it slightly, their faces suddenly became wonderful. His eyes were fixed on the door of the cultivation room, wanting to see if his guess was true.

A slightly thin young man in a black robe walked out of the room, a smile on the corner of his mouth, a hint of blood.

"This cultivation room is yours?" Mo Zhiyao looked at Xing Yun, whose face was pale, with some amusement, and his faint voice echoed in the passage on the third floor.

"Yes, this cultivation room is mine. Xing Yun's throat rolled and he said calmly. Being watched by so many people, Xing Yun said stiffly for the sake of face.

A thought that made Xing Yun's face change drastically suddenly surged in his heart. "Didn't this kid take a fancy to my cultivation room, did he?"

Sure enough, Mo Zhiyao, who did not disappoint him, smiled evilly, reached out and took off the door number hanging on the door, and threw it to Xing Yun, whose face was extremely pale.

"This cultivation room is good, I'm optimistic, you can change it again!"

"You!" Catching the door number thrown by Mo Zhiyao, Xing Yun, whose face was pale, clenched his fists, his joints turned pale because of excessive force, and his eyes shot with resentment, staring at Mo Zhiyao fiercely.

"Mo Zhiyao, don't deceive people too much!" this sentence almost burst out from between Xing Yun's teeth.

"What? are you not convinced?" Mo Zhiyao leaned on the door frame, clasped his hands on his chest, his face instantly turned cold, a touch of cold crossed his eyes, and a wind-like voice spit out from between his lips.

"Then we can fight again, I just haven't had it yesterday. Mo Zhiyao's wrist moved, and suddenly, the sound of crackling bones echoed in the passage.

Mo Zhiyao's words were suddenly like a basin of ice water, pouring from Xing Yun's Heavenly Spirit Cover to the palms of his feet, making him sober up immediately.

There's no need to be in such a hurry to find death. Mo Zhiyao's means Xing Yun naturally has a deep understanding, and now that the former can appear here, it means that he killed Gu Fei, and the upper echelons of Nanyuan did not make any punishment.

From this, it can be inferred that Mo Zhiyao's backstage is absolutely hard to the extent that it can no longer be harder. Moreover, a thought that made Xing Yun's whole body chill could not be contained, that is, if Mo Zhiyao really beat himself to death, it is estimated that it will be a!

Swallowing a bit of a hard breath, Xing Yun gritted his teeth fiercely, turned his head and walked towards the back. Don't want to come back to this cultivation room, if you want it again, I'm afraid you will have to take your life in!

It's just that Xing Yun had just taken two steps when a fluttering voice sounded from behind him, making him almost spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

"I told you to take the door number on this door, you can get me another piece, thank you!"

"Let's go!" Xing Yun even trembled in his voice as he walked briskly forward. If he stays any longer, he doesn't know if he will really spurt out a mouthful of blood!

Under the gaze of many complicated eyes, Xing Yun and the four of them left the three-layer Split Heaven Road in a gloomy manner.

"Snort!" Looking at the backs of Xing Yun and the others, Mo Zhiyao pursed the corners of his lips disdainfully, turned around and entered the cultivation room that was his exclusive from this moment on, and the door was closed.

"It seems that we are going to have a ruthless person again. After Mo Zhiyao entered the cultivation room, a burst of discussion quietly sounded.

"This Mo Zhiyao is still a freshman now, and he can snatch the position of Xing Yun's first place, I'm afraid it won't be long before the first place in the heavenly class has to be his." ”

"It's possible, this kid is too good, he hides the peak of the void, and he can't even survive the third void disaster, he can defeat Xing Yun, if he is promoted to Hedao, how strong will it be?"

"Hey, that's not necessarily, you don't know about those perverts in the Heavenly Realm, what's more, you forgot that senior sister who went out to practice? If she hadn't come back from last year's Heaven Splitting List Competition, I'm afraid she wouldn't have been able to win the first round of Senior Brother Baixie. ”

"Yes, I heard that Senior Sister will come back before the next Heaven Splitting List Competition, I don't know if Mo Zhiyao will also participate in it at that time. ”。

Mo Zhiyao didn't hear everyone's discussions, and sat cross-legged again in the center of the ground in the cultivation room, and began to concentrate on cultivation.

"I now have eight hundred and twenty Xuanjing points, which is enough for me to cultivate here for more than half a year. I am now at the pinnacle of the Eight Patterns of Hidden Void, and the first thing I need to face is to promote the Nine Patterns as soon as possible, and then survive the Void Disaster. Mo Zhiyao thought in his heart.

The third virtual disaster is extremely dangerous, but after successfully surviving it, the combat power will also show an explosive increase. And Mo Zhiyao has a feeling that the task that Nanyuan will arrange for him next time will be even more arduous, and if he doesn't cultivate enough, he will be stupid at that time.

Since he can get a rich reward that far exceeds others, it means that Mo Zhiyao has to pay more than others. The good thing that falls from the sky is just a dream.

Another one, the level promotion of resentment also depends on Mo Zhiyao's power of calamity. Moreover, after surviving the virtual calamity, Mo Zhiyao can be promoted to the realm of the Sixfold Convergence Dao.

After the sixth level, Mo Zhiyao could cultivate the third aura attribute and integrate that delusional golden spirit into his body. At the same time, you can also practice new magic skills. Therefore, with only two pairs of human and demon double patterns, Mo Zhiyao's combat power can be terrifyingly improved.

A series of promotions are just one step away. Therefore, Mo Zhiyao also decided in his heart that he must condense the ninth human pattern in the shortest possible time, and then overcome the void disaster and help the resentful cangs to improve their level. And after that, the impact merges!

Slowly exhaling a breath, Mo Zhiyao calmed down his fluctuating mind, then let go of his body and mind, and began to absorb Xuan Qi with all his might!

After entering the cultivation state, the skin of Mo Zhiyao's whole body became extremely sensitive, and every hair mouth was greedily absorbing the rich pure Xuan Qi in the surrounding space.

As Mo Zhiyao entered a deep cultivation state, the rich Xuan Qi around him suddenly became a little violent, directly turning into black pillars of light the thickness of fingers, roaring and pouring into Mo Zhiyao's body.

After the extremely rich Xuan Qi entered the body, it was like a tide, rushing along the meridians into the Eternal Demon Yuan. Faintly, it seems that you can hear the sound of flowing water.

With the influx of Xuan Qi, the clothes on Mo Zhiyao's body were windless and automatic, and there was a sound of hunting. At the same time, you can clearly see that the subtle black light is squirming rapidly under the skin.

A large amount of Xuan Qi was frantically absorbed by Mo Zhiyao, and quietly, a scorching aura also began to emanate from Mo Zhiyao's body. Along with it, the temperature in the entire cultivation room also began to rise slowly.

The mysterious qi like a flood, after the transformation of the ancient demon yuan, was injected into the demon spirit nebula in an endless stream. After the purification of the Demon Spirit Nebula, it was divided into three equal strands, which poured into the Thunder Leopard Beast, the Fire Lion Beast, and Mo Zhiyao's Yuan Shen respectively.

The black Xuan Qi rotated rapidly around Mo Zhiyao, and finally completely formed a Xuan Qi tornado, whistling and circling, and then frantically entered Mo Zhiyao's body.

Absorbing Xuan Qi so violently, if outsiders see it, I'm afraid that my jaw will drop in horror! Mo Zhiyao's speed at this moment is already several times that of a normal person, or even more than ten times!

Mo Zhiyao's physical strength had reached a rather terrifying level, otherwise he would not be able to support such a terrifying absorption. A faint golden halo appeared on his skin, and Mo Zhiyao's whole person looked as if it was made of real gold.

A fierce aura began to permeate Mo Zhiyao's body, gradually filling this space.