"It turns out that all you need to do is beat these puppets out of the bluestone road. Mo Zhiyao thought in his heart, and then no longer hesitated and continued to move forward. After defeating this pair of puppets, Mo Zhiyao could move a distance of ten zhang.

Ten zhang later, another pair of puppets rushed up.

"The cultivation of this pair of puppets is still in the early stage of the Qi Gathering Realm, although the strength is comparable to the pair just now, but the speed is twice as fast!" Mo Zhiyao was not in a hurry, and fought with this pair of puppets, observing the differences.

After defeating four pairs of puppets in a row, Mo Zhiyao stopped his body and took a short rest. For each pair of golems defeated, you get ten breaths of rest.

"Although the realm is the same, as they move forward, the combat power of each pair of puppets has increased significantly.

The first pair of puppets were nothing more than the most basic Qi Gathering Realm cultivation, without any outstanding points. The second pair has a significant increase in speed. The third pair is more explosive. The fourth pair is both strength and speed!

The same realm does not mean that the combat power is the same. It seems that the more puppets go forward, the more abilities in all aspects will continue to improve, and Mo Zhiyao guessed that in the end, the corresponding exercises should be performed!

No wonder even Ji Haoran, the first person in Beiyuan, had only crossed a distance of 2,100 zhang with the cultivation of the peak of Nayuan.

"Come again!" Mo Zhiyao snorted, his eyes filled with war, and he rushed forward.

"Peng!" punched back a puppet in the middle stage of the spirit transformation, and before Mo Zhiyao could recover his breath, the other puppet was wrapped around like a wisp of light smoke, and his palm was like a knife, slashing at Mo Zhiyao's back.

"Tear up!" Mo Zhiyao's back shirt was opened, and a flash of fire extended from his left shoulder to his right waist. If it weren't for Mo Zhiyao wearing Silver Wave Armor, this blow would have been enough to seriously injure him!

"Get out!" shouted angrily, Mo Zhiyao propped himself on the belly of this puppet, the explosion sound rang out repeatedly, and the purple thunderball exploded in a row, blasting this puppet that was good at speed to the outside of the bluestone road.

"Woo!" The sound of breaking the sky sounded, and the puppet that had been repelled by Mo Zhiyao just now rushed up from behind, and Mo Zhiyao hurriedly turned around to avoid it. This puppet is good at strength, even if it is Mo Zhiyao, he does not dare to face it head-on.

Mo Zhiyao has now crossed the distance of 700 zhang! This achievement is quite good for a new disciple who has broken through the road for the first time.

Although Mo Zhiyao's cultivation is comparable to these two puppets, they are both in the middle stage of reincarnation. But you must know that Mo Zhiyao has broken through all the way, and there is only ten breaths of rest time for each level, and these two puppets now, one is good at strength, the other is good at speed, and all the puppets have a perfect set of combo techniques. The cooperation between the two compartments is extremely tacit, resulting in a skyrocketing combat power, which can be matched even in the middle stage of the upper reincarnation.

And this is a puppet, Mo Zhiyao's magic sound soul is useless to it, which is equivalent to weakening Mo Zhiyao's combat power by at least thirty percent. Mo Zhiyao has gradually shown a declining trend.

The speed puppet flew away, and Mo Zhiyao's pressure suddenly decreased a lot. can't join forces, only fight against this power puppet, Mo Zhiyao is still confident that he can defeat it.

"Huh!" Mo Zhiyao's figure twisted strangely, and he circled behind the power puppet, swept his legs, and the six waves of two forces bombarded out, making the power puppet's body shake and lose its balance.

"It's now!" Mo Zhiyao also created this situation before, but he was always interrupted by the speed puppet and couldn't attack continuously. At this moment, without the containment of the speed puppet, Mo Zhiyao could finally launch an offensive in one go.

"Peng!" A thunderous voice sounded, and Mo Zhiyao used all his strength, and the six blasts of the fourfold power were fully opened, smashing on the back of the power puppet.

It was already out of balance, and then it was bombarded with four consecutive punches, and the power puppet was blasted away like a cannonball and landed outside the bluestone pavement.

"Whew, whew!" Mo Zhiyao put his hands on his knees, bent down, and panted like a windmill. Drops of sweat fell from the corners of his forehead, and as for the clothes on his body, they had long been soaked with sweat.

Raising his eyes to look ahead, Mo Zhiyao showed a wry smile on his face. Breaking here, Mo Zhiyao knew that it was already his limit.

The further forward this sky-tearing road goes, the higher the combat power of the puppets guarded. At a distance of five hundred zhang before, the two puppets were indeed as Mo Zhiyao had guessed before, with different aura attributes and exercises!

Under the alliance, Mo Zhiyao, who had a realm that surpassed them by one order, tried his best to barely win. Being able to break into the current position of 700 zhang is already the limit of Mo Zhiyao.

Mo Zhiyao looked at the position of three hundred zhang in the distance, beside the two puppets guarding the roadside, and there were two demon beasts staring at them!

"That's it!" Mo Zhiyao straightened up and turned his hand to take out the black jade plate. Temporary retreat does not mean giving up.

"In two years, I will surpass Ji Haoran!" Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed with determination. "I don't know what happened to Ziqian and Zhuxi?"

Mo Zhiyao crushed the jade plate in his hand, and the black jade card turned into a ball of fluorescence, wrapping Mo Zhiyao's body, and then disappeared out of thin air.

The void twisted, and Mo Zhiyao appeared at the bottom of the black stone tablet.

"Hehe, little guy, good job! It's rare to be able to achieve such results for the first time. Work hard, the old man is optimistic about you!" The old man surnamed Sun opened his eyes, looked at Mo Zhiyao, and said with a smile.

Mo Zhiyao hurriedly saluted, and said in his mouth: "The kid knows, and he will never dare to slack off." ”

"After crossing the distance of seven hundred zhang, you can cultivate for seven days in the Heaven Tearing Path. If you have figured out when you want to cultivate, you can just come to my old man. The old man surnamed Sun nodded and continued.

The number of cultivation days rewarded can be arranged by yourself, and you don't need to use it immediately.

"The kid got it. Mo Zhiyao nodded.

"Alright, let's go down quickly. The little guy who came with you seems to be in some trouble, and if you go later, his injuries will ......" The old man surnamed Sun glanced at the square below and raised his eyebrows.

"What!" Mo Zhiyao was taken aback when he heard this, and quickly turned around to look. In the square, there was a group of people around, and it seemed that something should be going on in the crowd.

"Oops!" Mo Zhiyao's heart tightened, and he had an ominous premonition for no reason. "It can't be Ziqian and the others who have an accident. At the moment, Mo Zhiyao didn't care about saying goodbye to the old man surnamed Sun, and his body swept out like lightning and went straight to the center of the square.

Along the way, many Beiyuan disciples who saw Mo Zhiyao had a look of horror in their eyes. For each Beiyuan disciple who breaks through the sky, the results will be displayed in real time on the black stone tablet. Mo Zhiyao's achievements were in the eyes of everyone in the square. The first time you break through, you can achieve such results, how can others not be shocked?

However, in the eyes of those people, there was also a faint look of watching the excitement, which made Mo Zhiyao's heart sink even more, and his body was so fast that he brought a string of afterimages, and rushed to the crowd in a few breaths.

didn't care about separating the crowd, Mo Zhiyao directly jumped over the top of everyone's heads. Before the figure could reach the ground, the scene in his eyes made Mo Zhiyao's eyes crack!

Jun Qian, who was covered in blood, was lying on the ground. The limbs twisted strangely, and the white bones broke out of the skin, which was terrifying. The blood that flowed out had stained a large area of the ground red. The smell of blood permeated the scene.

With such a serious injury, Jun Ziqian did not lose his senses, and looking at his distorted face, one could imagine how much pain he was enduring it.

Beside Jun Ziqian, he was kneeling and sitting with a sad face, crying like a cuckoo crying blood. And on Meng Zhuxi's pink face, five clearly visible blue and purple palm marks are vivid!

The two of them stood not far from Jun Ziqian and Meng Zhuxi.

The person in front of him, bald, thin and withered, his eyes were huge, his face was obscene, and there was a hideous scar on his cheek. The one who is slightly behind, tall and straight, with black hair in the middle, hanging down on his shoulders, his face is handsome and extraordinary, but the gloomy color in his eyes destroys his overall temperament, making people feel bad at a glance.

This person took one hand behind him, put the other hand on his chest, and threw an object in his palm up and down, which was the spar that Meng Zhuxi originally wore on his neck!

What made Mo Zhiyao's heart awe-inspiring was that the aura of these two people was all above Na Yuan! Especially the person who was in the middle of the hair at the back was actually the cultivation of the peak of Na Yuan!

With Mo Zhiyao's eyesight, he could see at a glance that it was the cultivation of the seven human patterns of the Nayuan realm. The identity of this person, it goes without saying, in the entire Beiyuan, there is only the first person in Beiyuan, Ji Haoran!

Mo Zhiyao was still in the air, and the two of them had already noticed it, and they looked at it at the same time. Ji Haoran's eyes suddenly crossed a trace of essence, but the corners of his mouth raised a sneer.

Falling in the field, Mo Zhiyuan didn't care about anything else, stepped to Jun Ziqian's side, squatted down, and checked his injuries. When Meng Zhuxi saw Mo Zhiyao coming, his face was filled with ecstasy when he saw his relatives, he grabbed Mo Zhiyao's arm, and said silently: "Zhiyao, Ziqian, Ziqian He was "

Probably too excited, Meng Zhuxi couldn't even say a complete sentence. Mo Zhiyao patted the back of Meng Zhuxi's hand and stood up, the killing intent around him almost condensed into substance, visible to the naked eye.

"What did you do?" Mo Zhiyao's eyes were so cold that they could condense the air that fell on the thin and withered man, and a voice like ice slag sounded.

Probably because Mo Zhiyao's killing intent was too impressive, the thin man subconsciously took a step back, stabilized his mind, and then said, "You are Mo Zhiyao?"

"Let me ask you again, did you do it?" Mo Zhiyao took a step forward, and the aura that burst out of his whole body was like a mountain, and he frantically pressed towards the other party!

"What I did, do you have an opinion?" Ji Haoran in the rear stopped the movements in his hand and came to the opposite side of Mo Zhiyao, the cold breath suddenly dispersed, and he didn't let Mo Zhiyao's breath collide in one place!