"If there is only one young master in the Yin Luo Sect, then from today onwards, it will be extinct. ”

A faint voice came from Mo Zhiyao's mouth, but it made the air in this space seem to freeze suddenly. And the smile on Qing Yu's face finally completely converged at this moment.

Qing Yu Senran's eyes stared at Mo Zhiyao deadly, and said gloomily: "You have only one way to go now, and that is death." ”

After finishing speaking, Qing Yu waved his arm and lowered his eyes. "Old Liu, do it, I want this kid to regret everything he said today. ”

Behind Qing Yu, the rickety old man in a black robe heard this, his footsteps moved, and he walked out slowly. There was a cruel grim smile on the old face. Wisps of cold aura slowly revolved around his body.

In the next moment, an unusually powerful spiritual power storm, with a majestic spiritual pressure, roared directly from his body, sweeping through the sky. On the ground beneath his feet, a layer of black ice spread rapidly.

Mo Zhiyao's eyes on the opposite side suddenly narrowed, the kind of power possessed by a powerhouse in the middle of the ancient period was indeed extremely powerful. However, if Qing Yu thought that he could crush himself with just one mid-ancient period, he would be very wrong.

"Kunling, I'll leave this old guy to you. Mo Zhiyao said lightly, and at the same time stepped out. "Jiu Se, take care of Zhan'er, this young master of the Yin Luo Sect, I will solve it. ”

Hearing this, Jiu Se groaned slightly, then tapped his head, and the jade hand grabbed Long Zhan, and retreated towards the rear.

"Leave it for the old man. Seeing this, the rickety old man let out a low shout, and the majestic spiritual pressure was urged by it, and he headed towards the nine colors and the dragon battle.

"Old thing, be honest with me!"

A cyan flying wing suddenly fanned out from the side, slapping directly in front of the rickety old man, and the dark cyan wind swirled into it in an instant.

"Be careful yourself. After Kun Ling told Mo Zhiyao, his delicate body moved, fit and collided, and rushed towards the rear with the old man who was caught off guard.

"Get out!"

The sound of anger suddenly rang out, and the rickety old man blasted out with a palm, tearing Kun Ling's wind vortex attack apart and stabilizing his body. It's just that it has been successfully taken away by the latter.

Kunling Qianying appeared on the opposite side of the rickety old man, and with a slight stomp of her jade foot, the vast spiritual power suddenly burst out, and the space was extremely distorted, and then above her head, it turned into a huge Kunpeng with its wings stretched out by the clouds!

"Divine Beast Kunpeng!"

The pupils of the rickety old man suddenly shrank, and a look of horror welled up on the old man's face. Obviously, I didn't expect that the exquisite girl in front of me would be a descendant of the divine beast Kunpeng!

"I know I'm scared, it's a pity it's late!" Kun Ling giggled at the rickety old man, and then Yurong suddenly turned cold, and his eyes became extremely fierce. With a flick of the jade finger, a dark cyan flame swept out directly, and when the storm rose, it turned into a cyan sea of fire in an instant, sweeping towards the latter.

"Hmph! It's just a young Kunpeng who has not yet reached adulthood, and he is not qualified to be so arrogant in front of the old man. It just so happens that the sect master has one less mount, so I'll capture you back!" the rickety old man said in a hoarse voice, and then with a flick of his hands, a tsunami-like black cold current roared out from the palms of his hands, and then it was suppressed towards the cyan sea of fire with a overwhelming momentum.

Having said that, the look in the eyes of the rickety old man became extremely solemn. Although Kunling's Kunpeng body is counted, it does belong to that kind of juvenile stage, and it has not yet grown up completely. But no matter what, she is a real ancient beast.

Although there is a one-level difference between the two, relying on the body of a divine beast, Kun Ling definitely has the super combat power to compete with him head-on. Therefore, the rickety old man did not dare to take it lightly, and as soon as he made his move, he unreservedly displayed his strong strength in the middle of the ancient period.

"No wonder you are so confident, it's because of this?" Qing Yu glanced at Kun Ling, who was fighting with the rickety old man in the distance, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. Obviously, he was also a little surprised that Kun Ling turned out to be a descendant of the divine beast Kunpeng.

"However, if you think that this little girl can drag Liu Lao and change your fate today, you are a little delusional. ”

"Your nonsense is really not ordinary. Mo Zhiyao squinted his eyes and stared at Qing Yu opposite.

"Really, then I'll shut you up forever!" Qing Yu nodded, and then his eyes suddenly became fierce, and the soles of his feet stomped down suddenly, and a violent cold hurricane suddenly rose into the sky. The black frenzy of cold power frenzied behind him, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a black ice giant spear the size of a hundred zhang.

"I'll let you know right now how huge the difference in strength between you and me is!"

Shout!

A piercing sound sounded in the air, and the black ice giant spear pierced through the void and stabbed straight towards Mo Zhiyao! The ground under his feet cracked in an instant, and huge cracks bloomed on the surface, and the section was covered with a layer of solid ice that shimmered with a cold luster.

"Then let me take a good look at what you are capable of!" Mo Zhiyao's eyes were instantly fierce, and the anger in his eyes was monstrous!

With a grip on the palm of his hand, the seven rounds of demon yang instantly condensed and formed, and then turned into a black magic spear, pointing straight out!

With Mo Zhiyao's current cultivation strength, except for the fact that it takes some buffer time to condense the last Nine Yang Demon Soldier Demon Emperor Scepter, the rest are all born from the heart and come easily.

"Ding!"

The tip of the Heaven Destroying Demon Spear was extremely accurate at the front end of the Black Ice Giant Spear. The two collided completely disproportionately, but the result was that Qing Yu's face suddenly changed.

I saw that on the black ice giant spear, cracks suddenly exploded along the body of the spear, and then spread rapidly. In the end, as Mo Zhiyao's arm trembled violently, it exploded into ice chips.

The Heaven Destroying Demon Spear is a gathering of the power of the Seven Rounds of Demon Sun, how can the power be underestimated? Mo Zhiyao's body moved, and he appeared above Qing Yu's head like a teleportation, and sneered.

"This is what you call the power gap? ”

When the words fell, Mo Zhiyao's arm flickered, and suddenly the Heavenly Demon Spear in his palm conjured up the shadow of the spear in the sky, like a storm, towards the shroud of the green feather splitting head.

"Humph!"

Qing Yu's face became extremely gloomy, and he snorted coldly, and his hands quickly formed a seal in front of him.

"Boy arrogant!"

Qing Yu raised his palm, and then slapped it out with one palm. The majestic spiritual power swirled and condensed into a black ice giant palm the size of a hundred zhang. On the giant palm, there was a cold spiritual power that erupted out, looking extremely violent.

This Qing Yu's blow, which was powerful enough to easily kill an ordinary Nine Tribulation Consummation, was really quite terrifying!

But it's a pity that Mo Zhiyao is not an ordinary Nine Tribulation powerhouse. The demon spear in his palm stabbed out angrily, meeting the black ice giant palm.

"Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding!Ding............"

The sound of a thin stabbing sounded in a row, almost ringing in one piece. In the next moment, a hurricane of spiritual power swept away, and the surrounding void showed signs of shattering.

"Break it for me!"

Mo Zhiyao let out a low snort, clenched his palm, and suddenly the spear shadow in the sky returned to one, and then tore through the air, and hit the palm of the black ice giant palm heavily.

The previous crazy exchange had already made the black ice giant palm crack everywhere and broken. And this last spear directly pierced through it.

Mo Zhiyao followed the spear, flickering through the black ice giant palm, and rushed straight to the green feather behind him.

"What?"

Seeing this, Qing Yu's eyes suddenly froze. Mo Zhiyao's explosive combat power at this moment has exceeded his expectations. Ordinary Nine Tribulation powerhouses, under the blow they had just hit, even if they could hold on, they would be seriously injured and defeated. But Mo Zhiyao broke it again, and it was not damaged in the slightest.

"It's kind of interesting. The look on Qing Yu's face was much more solemn, and he was no longer as relaxed and disdainful as before. The finger was raised, and the incomparably cold spiritual power suddenly condensed rapidly on the tip of his index finger. In an instant, his finger turned pitch black, and a little bit of crystal cold light flickered on it, exuding a palpitating cold fluctuation.

"Chill Finger!"

Qing Yu's eyes suddenly sharpened, his arm poked out, and then directly with Mo Zhiyao's Heaven Killing Demon Spear.

"Bell!"

Fingers on the tip of the spear, at the point of the exchange, a terrifying tide of spiritual power suddenly erupted, the sound of gold and iron roared like thunder, and the invisible sound wave turned into a substantial state, spreading towards the surroundings like a storm, directly setting off a spiritual power storm in this space.

Mo Zhiyao's figure was shocked and flew out, and every time the soles of his feet fell, the void would shook, and the ground below collapsed layer by layer, and it was a mess everywhere.

Hundreds of feet away, Mo Zhiyao stabilized his figure. Glancing at the magic spear in his hand, his face became extremely solemn. The front end of the Heaven Destroying Demon Spear had shattered in shock.

"In the early days of ancient times, it was really powerful. ”

On the other side, Qing Yu also flew out upside down, and his face became ugly. At this moment, his finger seemed to be broken, and the severe pain made his palm numb.

"This kid is really not simple, my cold finger once pierced through the body of a powerhouse of the same level who was good at refining bodies, I didn't expect him to take it!"

Qing Yu stood in the air, his eyes cold. The next moment, his body trembled, and suddenly a black cold current roared out of his body like a tidal wave, and then swept half of the sky.

In the face of Mo Zhiyao, who had frustrated his repeated attacks and returned in vain, it was obvious that Qing Yu was completely moved by his true anger and began to urge his true strength.

"It's really stupid for a little nine-fold tribulation to dare to confront this son!" Qing Yu's gloomy voice rolled away in the sky, and his figure directly swept out and rushed straight away.

A pitch-black cold snap, like a dark cloud, instantly covered the sky.