"Mo Zhiyao, get down and die!"

Sen Ran's voice spread like thunder in the sky of the square, and the killing intent made the air in this space seem to contain a smell of blood.

Mo Zhiyao smiled coldly, stepped out, and came to stand opposite the South Cliff Demon.

"Boy, you're in luck. This rule for the selection of the elders' seat is that the family represented by the first person to lose is eliminated. So, you're going to die a happy death. The South Cliff Demon said compassionately.

"Oh, is it?" Mo Zhiyao raised his eyebrows, and the tip of his crimson tongue slowly slid between his lips. "Then I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed, and I'm going to make your death miserable. ”

"What is sharp and sharp, you can just be quick with your tongue at this moment. Right now, I'm going to shut you up forever. The killing intent in the eyes of the South Cliff Demon was almost condensed into substance at this moment, and it erupted in thin air.

At this moment, the other four personal disciples had also already entered, and they had each chosen the person to fight.

"Let's go!"

On the main stage, the girl's clear cry suddenly completely detonated the atmosphere in the field! Five battle circles, and at the same time, shocking spiritual power fluctuations.

However, it is different from the other four battle circles. As soon as the girl's voice fell, when the eight people were still in a state of confrontation, Mo Zhiyao and the South Cliff Demon were on the battlefield, and the two figures were already like meteors, rushing out, and immediately collided fiercely together.

The majestic spiritual power swept out from the point where the two collided like a tide, and the momentum was amazing.

"In the early stage of the incarnation of the double pattern, with this bit of strength, you dare to shout with me, Mo Zhiyao, you really don't know what to say!" The South Cliff Demon's eyes were fierce, his palms stretched out, and his fingers were like knives, and he slashed down out of thin air.

Two huge spiritual power light blades took shape under the fingertips of the South Cliff Demon, and then tore through the void, and the lightning slashed down towards Mo Zhiyao.

"God of War, Kill Ghosts!"

Mo Zhiyao's body was shocked, and the palm knife slashed with force, which was also an arc of light condensed by pure spiritual power, slashing out horizontally, colliding head-on with the two sharp light blades.

"Boom!"

A low explosion of spiritual power resounded, and the wind howled in mid-air, like a storm. The two spiritual power light blades exploded directly.

And in the explosion in the sky, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the South Cliff Demon, above his arms, golden red light surged out, and the earth-shattering dragon roared and the phoenix roared, breathtaking. The shadow of the fist flickered, bringing up a huge shadow, and it was overwhelmingly shrouded towards the vital point of the South Cliff Demon's body.

"Humph!"

In the face of Mo Zhiyao's violent attack, the South Cliff Demon snorted coldly, and with a dip of his palms, the powerful spiritual power turned into a whirlpool of power in front of him, and then he and Mo Zhiyao's fist shadow in the sky were hard together.

"Bang!bang!bang!"

The fist bombarded the whirlpool of power, and every time it struck, it erupted into a deafening sound of thunder, and the fierce collision only made the eyelids of everyone around the square jump. In just a few dozen breaths, the two of them regretted dozens of rounds with this extremely violent attitude, and the collision was terrifying.

These two people didn't have any warm-up at all, and as soon as they came up, they bombed like this. This scene made many people look sideways, even in the other four battle circles, there are eyes that are attracted from time to time. They were all a little unbelievable that Mo Zhiyao was able to confront the Southern Cliff Demon head-on with the cultivation of the early stage of the double pattern transformation.

Between the two of them, the aftermath of the spread of the momentum bombarded the ground under the square to the point that huge cracks appeared, and the rubble flew over.

"Bang!"

Between the shadows, another explosion like thunder sounded, and the two figures retreated relatively violently, and their feet were in the void, both of which opened a clear trace.

The body stood still, and the breathing of the two of them was slightly heavy. Although this confrontation has not lasted long, anyone can see the fierceness and fierceness in it. These two people are completely fighting for their lives.

"It's a good strength, but, Mo Zhiyao, no matter how you jump, I will take your life today!" the South Cliff Demon roared, and his arms shook. Suddenly, around his body, black spiritual power erupted, and between the spins, it turned into a huge black tornado, in which an extremely astonishing terrifying wave spread out.

"Are you going to use the exercises?" Mo Zhiyao's eyes shrank slightly, and his fists clenched. Until this moment, the two of them had not used any exercises in the battle at all, and they were all fighting with their respective powerful bodies. Now, the South Cliff Demon finally couldn't help it and cast it first.

"Necromantic Palm!"

The South Cliff Demon roared angrily, and his palm prints danced. The huge tornado storm was like a black dragon, bringing up a huge shadow and blasting towards Mo Zhiyao. In that storm, there was a violent spiritual power, and within the spiritual power, there was an extremely rich fluctuation of dead energy.

While the storm dragon was galloping, it was faintly possible to see a huge face that was strange and hideous, emerging from it, which made people's hearts palpitate.

The storm swept in, and on the ground, a huge trench was directly opened by its terrifying force.

"Then I'll take a look, what is so powerful about your exercises!" Mo Zhiyao laughed, his hands quickly formed knots in front of him, and then with a step on his feet, between the surging spiritual power in his body, a huge hideous demon face condensed out in front of him.

"Devil's Cry!"

Sharp sound waves came out of the mouth of the demon face, causing the eardrums of those present to suddenly tingle. Everyone's heart trembled at this moment.

Above the demon face, there is not only a monstrous surging demonic qi, but also a strong fluctuation of dead qi. With the improvement of Mo Zhiyao's cultivation, his various magic skills and power also skyrocketed.

The huge demon face roared out, and in the next moment, it collided with the demonic face. The two faces, roaring wildly, corroded each other, and both wanted to annihilate them.

"Boy, I don't deny that your combat power is far superior to that of your peers, but you are still almost as strong as you compete with me!" Nanya Demon laughed fiercely, his arm trembled, and he saw a stream of deathly qi that was so thick that it was almost sticky, and it was crazy to pour into the demonic face.

Receiving the infusion of the dead qi, the demonic face suddenly let out a loud scream, and expanded a few points again, seeing that the demonic face was suppressed.

After all, the cultivation realm of the South Cliff Demon is far beyond Mo Yuan, and the death qi that can be mobilized by the cultivation of the half-step five-pattern is by no means comparable to the two-pattern transformation.

But it's a pity that what he is facing is not an ordinary early stage of metamorphosis, but Mo Zhiyao, who has a life-devouring swamp spirit!

"That's not necessarily!" Mo Zhiyao sneered, his eyes suddenly sharpened, his body shook, and suddenly, a huge phantom appeared behind him, it was the ghost pattern turtle!

The ghost-patterned turtle's hideous mouth opened, and a vast dead air that was so majestic that the heavens and the earth changed color erupted wildly like a mountain torrent bursting the embankment.

The surging death qi was like a black torrent, whistling and pouring into the demon's face. Suddenly, the already huge demon face swelled rapidly in countless horrified eyes, and in the blink of an eye, it overshadowed the demonic face of the South Cliff Demon.

"What!"

The South Cliff Demon's face changed suddenly, and he could clearly feel that the dead qi mobilized by Mo Zhiyao on the opposite side was actually several times stronger than him!

"How is this possible!"

The scene in front of him made the South Cliff Demon's heart tremble, and he couldn't understand how Mo Zhiyao's body could have such a vast death qi.

On top of rebirth, the death qi that can be contained in the body is directly proportional to one's own cultivation. Too much intake will eat itself. Normally, the death qi that can be contained in the double pattern metamorphosis is completely incomparable to the four pattern metaplasia. How did the South Cliff Demon know that in Mo Zhiyao's body, there was an origin spirit beast transformed by the Devouring Swamp Spirit!

"Break it for me!"

Mo Zhiyao roared angrily, and the demon face suddenly raised its head to the sky and roared, and then its big mouth opened and devoured wildly!

"Click!"

Between the trembling of space, that demonic face was actually bitten by the demonic face!

"Humph!"

The demon's face shattered, and the South Cliff Demon suddenly snorted, his face turned slightly pale, obviously affected.

A figure appeared in front of the South Cliff Demon like a ghost, and a brilliant golden red light rose up, like a round of bright sun jumping up the sea.

"God of War, God of War!"

A roar of rage, like thunder, rolled away in the sky. A huge fist mark slammed into the sky, and the terrifying power made the fear twist and show signs of shattering.

The South Cliff Demon's face was a little cold, and he could sense what terrifying power was contained in that fist seal. That kind of powerful power was enough to defeat a mid-metamorphosis powerhouse with three patterns.

But it's a pity that he is a Southern Cliff Demon, but he is much stronger than the three-pattern transformation.

The South Cliff Demon snorted angrily, stepped out, and on his arms, there were immediately layers of black spiritual power piled up, and the surface of that black spiritual power seemed to have clusters of flames rising up.

"Get out of here!"

The South Cliff Demon shouted angrily and threw a punch. The air in front of him exploded directly, and the ripples spread out like a tide. And the punch of the South Cliff Demon shook the huge fist mark without dodging!

"Boom!"

In the square, everyone could see that circles of violent spiritual power fluctuations were rippling wildly. The space in that place was distorted so much that it was almost impossible to peep into. The huge fist mark emitted by Mo Zhiyao suddenly shattered open, and finally turned into a point of light in the sky, falling down.

"Kick, kick, kick!"

The figure of the South Cliff Demon withdrew nearly ten zhang away in a row, and every time the soles of his feet fell, the void under his feet was filled with ripples.

On the opposite sky, Mo Zhiyao looked at the Southern Cliff Demon with solemn eyes, and when his gaze fell on his arms, his pupils suddenly constricted.

"Actually, the power of the mutated fire spirit?"