"You are the only one who can let me show this form, and you are the only one who has cultivated in the early stage of returning to God, you are enough to be proud!"

"If that's what you're talking about, you're talking too much nonsense. Mo Zhiyao took a step across, and the long stick of Jiaojiao was horizontal in front of him, and said coldly.

"Hmph!" the Golden Horned Blade snorted angrily when he heard this, and stopped talking, with anger rising in his eyes.

Although he said it disdainfully, Mo Zhiyao was extremely cautious in his heart, today's Golden Horn Blade, his combat power should be similar to his own, and if he is not careful, he is likely to die here!

"Huh!" the Golden Horn Blade's body flickered, and his whole body turned into a huge blade, slashing down from mid-air.

Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed with blood, and the Jiaojiao in his hand turned into a streamer, rushing into the air, facing the golden horn and the front of the bird.

"Boom!!" An even more violent impact sounded, and the completely crazy man and beast launched the most tragic bombardment in mid-air, all wanting to kill each other and then hurry.

"Huh!"

The long stick of the Jiaojiao conjured up a dazzling afterimage, like a peacock opening the screen, the dancing electric snake shrouded the void, and the radius of a hundred zhang was full of twisted electric snakes, and from time to time the thunderballs that were cut down by the golden horn and the hooves smashed on the ground, raising bursts of dust, and the dust dispersed, revealing a shocking deep pit.

The golden horned hoof's body rotated, and its golden wings formed a sharp blade tornado, which collided with the shadow of the Jiaojiao stick, and a deafening sound resounded through the sky, and the spilling blade cut down the black trees below in pieces.

Mo Zhiyao, who successfully devoured the whiskers of the thunder beast, the power of thunder and lightning contained in the stick was more than a hundred times stronger than before, and every time he hit it, he could attach a layer of arc to the wings of the Golden Horn Blade, thus affecting the attack speed and strength of the Golden Horn Blade.

Despite this, the combat power of the Golden Horn Blade that changed its form was significantly higher than before. So far, Mo Zhiyao has not broken its protective energy, and it has caused substantial damage to it.

"I don't believe that I can't break your tortoise shell!" Mo Zhiyao's face was hideous, and the long stick in his hand danced like the wind, unfolding ten percent of his strength, and the blood-colored stick shadow was as evil as a demon, crossing a mysterious arc and bombarding the golden horn blade's protective energy. Every time the bombardment is blown, it can make a ripple, but after the stick is over, it will return to the same as before.

Breaking the surface with a point, Mo Zhiyao doesn't understand this truth, as long as several sticks are bombarded in one place in a row, it can definitely be broken. However, the Golden Horn Fenghu didn't give him this opportunity at all, his wings danced like two windmills, and his erratic body style made Mo Zhiyao cry out in vain.

Mo Zhiyao's heart was ruthless, and he tried his best to attack endlessly, and the Golden Horn Fenghu was also beaten miserably.

Don't look at the Golden Horn Fenghu is now guarding every drop, but every time Mo Zhiyao bombards, not to mention the fierce strength, the power of thunder and lightning contained in the stick strength alone makes him cry bitterly. Every bombardment made the Golden Horn Front's body numb, and after a round of shock, the Golden Horn Blade was defending more and attacking less, and it was estimated that it would not be long before it would completely reveal its decline.

Seeing that Mo Zhiyao was fighting more and more fiercely, the eyes of the Golden Horn Fenghu were filled with madness. The wings suddenly swung out a majestic force, forcing Mo Zhiyao in front of him to retreat suddenly, and then his body was like electricity, flying high to a hundred feet.

In terms of flight speed alone, Mo Zhiyao, who had just been promoted to the early stage of returning to God, was definitely not as good as the Golden Horn Blade. So when he saw the golden horn and the hooves forcing him back, and then flapping his wings and flying high, Mo Zhiyao did not chase after him, and stopped below to watch the changes.

The Golden Horn Fenghu looked at Mo Zhiyao below, and his eyes were filled with absolute color. Then his wings opened and spread out behind him, and the sharp gold aura around his body skyrocketed, and from a distance, it looked as if he was wearing a golden armor.

The power of the golden spirit was so dense that it was almost condensed into substance, and even the void seemed to be able to be cut open at the edges, and the humming sound was endless.

"Whew!" the golden horned hooves let out a long roar, and all the golden feathers on his body were detached, like sharp blades, hanging in the void.

The power of the golden spirit on the outside of the body suddenly converged, attaching to the golden feather. Then the wings of the golden horned eagle were gathered at the side, the head and tail were up, the golden threads on the forehead were aimed at Mo Zhiyao, and the golden feathers gathered around the golden horned horn in the form of threads, looking from a distance, it was like a giant sharp cone.

After that, the body of the golden horn blade slowly rotated, the speed gradually increased, the sound of "Huo Huo" sounded, and the awe-inspiring momentum began to rise sharply.

Mo Zhiyao's pupils shrank instantly, and a chill welled up in his heart. It seems that this blow is the last move of the Golden Horn Blade, and the success or failure is here.

"Okay!" Mo Zhiyao snorted, his eyes filled with fiery battle intent. Hard-hitting has always been Mo Zhiyao's favorite way to fight.

The front finger of the long stick, Mo Zhiyao's body momentum suddenly exploded, the majestic strength poured into the stick body, the violent arc thunderball surrounded the whole body, and a black Jiao phantom appeared behind Mo Zhiyao, at this moment, the long stick of the Jiao Jiao was like a snake letter in its mouth, waiting for the opportunity to move, just waiting for the attack, it would turn into a fierce fang!

One man and one beast, one up and down, all raise their own momentum to the apex, and lock on to the opposite target from afar.

There was a strong nervous look in the eyes of the Shadow Wind Winged Bat below, staring at Mo Zhiyao and the Golden Horned Blade Hoop above.

The momentum and strength were all stored to the peak, and the eyes of Mo Zhiyao and the Golden Horn Fenghu flashed at the same time, and they launched the final offensive at the same time.

"The Golden Cone Destroys the World!" the Golden Horn Blade's rapidly rotating body and the strong wind it brought up formed a golden tornado, and the tip of the tornado was the sharp horn of the thread on its head. With a sharp sound of breaking the sky, he went straight to Mo Zhiyao.

"Demon mourning day cry!" Mo Zhiyao shouted, and the long stick of the Jiaojiao brought up a touch of evil red light, and the body of the stick kept bending slightly, and then straightened, and the force formed was permeated in it. Holding the stick in both hands, raised above his head, a huge hideous demon face appeared in front of Mo Zhiyao!

At the same time, the power of thunder and lightning released from Mo Zhiyao's body actually formed six huge purple thunderballs, and the thunderballs were full of crazy arcs of electric arcs, rotating wildly around his body, and the sound of breaking the sky shocked his heart.

The figure rushed forward, with a narrow and fierce force, with the posture of looking at the world, facing the golden wind cone that was coming down, Mo Zhiyao rushed forward brazenly!

Two majestic monstrous forces collided in one place, but they did not make the imaginary earth-shattering noise, nor did they overflow with half of their energy, so quietly they collided together.

Mo Zhiyao's eyes were sharp, and the front end of the long stick that smashed down wildly, the huge mouth of the hideous demon face opened, and the fierce and unmatched strength distorted the surrounding voids, and there were vague signs of collapse.

The tip of the golden tornado had already submerged into the mouth of the demon face. The reason why such a ferocious confrontation between the two forces did not make a single sound was due to this reason.

Unprecedentedly, Mo Zhiyao actually directly began to absorb the spiritual power contained in the opponent's moves!

The golden-horned bladed hooves in the golden tornado were so frightened that their bodies and minds trembled violently at this moment, and they almost lost their minds. I didn't expect Mo Zhiyao to be able to perform such an anti-heaven exercise, and his own attack that was enough to destroy the world was not implemented at all, but like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, he took the initiative to send it to the door for people to devour.

"Whew!" a roar came out, and the golden horn Fenghu's eyes showed a blood-red color, and he mustered all his strength, turning wildly, trying to break free from the mouth of the demon face and escape the fate of being devoured. If this is the case, he will be defeated, and the golden horned horn can suffocate to death.

The golden tornado was like a wild golden python, writhing back and forth in mid-air, and the momentum was terrifying for a while. However, the power of the demon face's devotion was extremely huge, firmly absorbing the golden tornado, and the golden horned hooves wanted to shake the slightest.

Feeling the majestic power from the body of the gun, and seeing that the demon face in front of him had a faint sign of instability, Mo Zhiyao was horrified in his heart, and the look in his eyes suddenly became fierce, "Swallow it for me!", he shouted violently, and at the same time, the endless power of the demon spirit in his body suddenly penetrated into the body of the Jiaojiao.

The fierce absorbing force acted on the golden tornado, and the tornado, which was more than ten zhang long, was suddenly sucked into a section of zhang xuchang! The golden horned blade in the golden tornado retreated violently to the center of the tornado, but it still maintained the power of the tornado.

Feeling the spiritual power of the whole body like the water that broke the embankment, frantically pouring into the huge mouth of the demon face, the golden horned hoove's eyes were red, and he roared again and again, and the power of the whole body was not retained at all, and it was all injected into the dragon scroll. Suddenly, the volume of the golden tornado expanded again, and the fierce wind was as strong as a knife, and when it rotated, the void that crossed it brought a trace of cracks.

"Hmph! Dying and struggling!" Mo Zhiyao's expression was cold, and his mind moved, and the six huge thunderballs suspended around him, with the sound of breaking the sky, went straight to the golden tornado.

"No!" A terrible roar came out of the mouth of the Golden Horn Blade, and the Golden Horn Blade squeezed out all of its potential, and a layer of golden spiritual power that was so rich that it almost condensed into substance shrouded the surroundings of the golden tornado, like a thick layer of spiritual power armor!

"Boom, boom, boom! boom! boom!"

The sound of the storm was deafening, and the heaven and earth were shaken, and the ground below was bombarded with huge and ugly cracks by the overflowing fierce force, countless gravel and sand flew into the sky, and the huge ancient tree that supported the cyan stone gate was violently shaken by the impact, making an overwhelming breaking sound. Then, leaning backwards, with a thud, it fell to the ground, and the whole earth trembled.

However, the cyan stone door did not fall due to the collapse of the giant tree, and was actually suspended in mid-air.

The Shadow Wind Winged Bat retreated violently, until it reached the edge of the black jungle, and at the same time, a huge thick cyan wind retreat condensed in front of it, which was able to withstand the raging furious force.

As the thunderball dissipated, a terrible scream came from the golden tornado, and then the bright red was repeatedly stained on the tornado, making the originally pure golden tornado take on a touch of red. From a distance, it looks bewitching and abnormal. But it is the Golden Horn Blade that blooms the most beautiful in life at the cost of serious injury, but it is also the last touch of brilliance.

Feeling the weakening of the power of the tornado in front of him, a smile appeared on Mo Zhiyao's lips!