A chill suddenly rose from his heart, and the middle-aged monk only felt his scalp tingle. No matter what, he is also a cultivator at the peak of the gods, but he can't even detect a trace of the other party's breath, this person's cultivation seems to be far better than his own.

Due to the extremely dark place where this person was standing, the middle-aged monk could not see the other person's face clearly. But just because the other party can stand behind him silently is enough to prove that he is not the opponent of the other party at all.

"This senior, the little one is willing to hand over the jade plate, I just hope that the senior's subordinates will be merciful and not hurt my life. The middle-aged monk said in a trembling voice with a frightened face, and at the same time took out the two jade plates on his body and handed them to the other party respectfully.

The other party stretched out his palm and took the two jade plates handed by the middle-aged monk, and Sen Leng's voice sounded at the same time: "Since you have made a move, I will give you another chance to make a move, whether you can live or not depends on your ability." ”

A faint black gas rose from the two jade plaques, and suddenly, there was a sound of "snort!sss

"What!" The middle-aged monk's eyes suddenly swelled with horror, his poisonous spirit power was dissolved so easily by the other party, this was simply unbelievable.

"Huh!" the middle-aged monk slammed the soles of his feet to the ground, and his body retreated violently backwards, and at the same time, he waved his hands together, so fast that he left an afterimage in the air.

"Boom, boom, boom!boom!" A subtle sound of breaking the air sounded, and countless black needles that were so thin that they were difficult to see with the naked eye poured out like a torrential rain, enveloping the figure on the opposite side.

"Who the hell is this person?My poisonous spirit power has never missed, even if it is a mid-level cultivation in the early stage of concealment, it is difficult to dispel it, and he actually dissolves it lightly!" The horror in the middle-aged monk's heart was like a terrifying wave, and after the needle rain burst out of the sky, he exerted his speed to the extreme, and fled to the rear without his life.

"Once you've given the chance, you can also look at it!" The cold voice did not carry the slightest emotion, as if it came from the netherworld. A ghostly figure suddenly appeared in front of him, making the middle-aged monk instantly shocked and his scalp exploded!

"Crack!" A black arc of electricity was like a poisonous snake out of a hole, revealing its sharp fangs, and the sound of whistling filled his ears, and the middle-aged monk didn't even have time to react, so he was pierced by the electric snake in the chest!

The twisted arc of electricity pulsed wildly through the middle-aged monk's body, bringing with it a terrible scream and a sickening smell of nausea. The middle-aged monk desperately opened his eyes wide, imprinting the last scene he had seen in his life.

"Mo Zhiyao!" the name that flooded the middle-aged monk's heart made him regret it like crazy, but it was too late. "How could it be him?"

Seeing the middle-aged monk who had turned into a charred corpse fall into the dust, Mo Zhiyao's expression did not fluctuate at all, and he used his palm to suck the former's Nayu into his hand, and after putting it away, he turned around and left......

Leaning on the body of a giant tree, Mo Zhiyao drank the wine in the bottle in one gulp, and waved his hand to leave the empty bottle behind him.

"It's been three days, and I don't know if Ziqian and Zhuxi have converged. Frowning slightly, Mo Zhiyao stood up. Three days had passed since he entered this cave, and Mo Zhiyao had only grabbed eighty jade plates.

I don't know if it's Mo Zhiyao's bad luck, in three days, all I met were small shrimps, and the person with the most jade medals was only four. And whenever he saw Mo Zhiyao, his first reaction was to turn his head and run, but he really couldn't run, so he knelt down and surrendered directly and handed over the jade plate.

Mo Zhiyao is not a frenzied murderer, since the other party took the initiative to hand over the jade plate, and did not move any crooked thoughts, he let it go, and did not hurt the other party's life.

"It depends on today's luck!" Sighing, Mo Zhiyao pinched his eyebrows a little helplessly, and walked forward.

Now that the jade plaque is displayed, the first place for the time being is a monk named Ning Dao, and the number of jade medals won has reached an astonishing four hundred and twenty yuan, which makes Mo Zhiyao depressed fiercely.

I don't know how big the scope of this cave is, Mo Zhiyao is completely on his mind, walking around at will.

After walking for a long time, he didn't even see a figure along the way, which made Mo Zhiyao almost doubt that he was kicked out of the cave, and his luck would not be carried to such a point, right?

As far as the eye can see, the field of vision ahead suddenly becomes wider, and it turns out to be a canyon. Mo Zhiyao only took a few steps forward, his face suddenly became cold, his eyes sharpened, and his gaze fell on a protruding boulder on the mountain wall of the canyon opposite.

On top of the protruding boulder, there was a middle-aged man in a golden robe standing at this moment, with an unstoppable arrogance on his face, his hands behind his back, staring at Mo Zhiyao coldly.

Mo Zhiyao stopped, his gaze did not let him look at the golden-robed man at all, but the vigilance in his heart climbed to the extreme.

Jin Mania, as his name suggests, is arrogant and murderous. The cultivation in the later stage of the Tibetan Void, and like Yu Tong and several other young masters of the super power, they all survived two virtual disasters, but they forcibly suppressed the cultivation and did not advance to the peak of the Tibetan Void. It does not belong to any cultivation force, and has always been alone, and it is extremely famous in northern Xinjiang. It is one of the several opponents that Yu Yao deliberately mentioned to be particularly careful about Mo Zhiyao. Unexpectedly, I met here.

"Mo Zhiyao?" Jin Mad condescended, looking down arrogantly, with fiery battle intent and undisguised murderous intent in his eyes.

A cold arc hooked up on the side of his mouth, Mo Zhiyao looked at Jin Madness, nodded slightly, and did not speak.

"Hand over the three spirit treasures on your body, as well as the jade plate, and I'll let you live. Jin Mad looked at Mo Zhiyao and said lightly.

The arc of the evil spirit spread out at the corner of Mo Zhiyao's mouth, and a chilly voice came out of his mouth: "You want it, as long as you have a life!"

"Okay! They all say that you are arrogant and arrogant, and it is true. If it weren't for this hunting competition, I would still be afraid of you, but here, without the support of Lingbao, I can tell you that you are a waste!" Jin Mad's eyes narrowed, and Sen Ran's voice sounded in his mouth, and the bloody meaning was extremely strong.

"Do you have the ability to just stand there and bark indiscriminately?" The killing intent in Mo Zhiyao's eyes was no less than half a point of Jin Mad in the slightest, and between his eyebrows, there was a hint of danger lingering.

"Little bastard, I'll let you know today that in front of me, you're not even a fart!" Jin Mad's face instantly became hideous, and the soles of his feet kicked the boulder, his body jumped into the air, and the fierce spiritual power quickly converged into his palm, condensing into a huge golden sword, as if it could cut through the heavens and the earth, and with a sharp roar, he slashed down towards Mo Zhiyao.

"Hmph!" Mo Zhiyao snorted coldly, his body suddenly rose vertically, and the violent force exploded under his feet, and the black thunder and lightning lingered all over his body, and then condensed on his right fist. The powerful force directly tore apart the air in front of him, and slammed into the golden sword!

"Why is Yao so unlucky, not long after the start of this hunting competition, he actually met Jin Mania. In the square, in the stands, Yu Yao's face became ugly, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared closely at the two figures above the water curtain, and said in a low voice.

"This Jin Maniac's cultivation is already the critical point for participating in the hunting competition, it seems that if this hunting competition is not held in a timely manner, I am afraid that there will be half a year at most, and he will have to be promoted to the realm, and he can no longer suppress it" Zuo Changfeng on the side looked at the Jin Mad on the water curtain, his face was not too good-looking, and he said in a low voice.

"Yes, and it seems that if he is promoted, there is a half chance that he will be able to be directly promoted to the peak of the Eight Patterns of Hidden Void, and his current combat power is already comparable to the peak of the Seven Patterns of Hidden Void, or even slightly surpassed. Yu Yao's pair of jade hands, ten fingers tightly interlocked, obviously extremely nervous in her heart.

"It's only the middle stage of the three patterns now, and the difference between the two is a little bigger. ”

"That's not necessarily, the little guy has a lot of hole cards, don't you forget, Zhiyao has practiced the spiritual power of two attributes, how can he be defeated so easily?" Seeing Yu Yao's nervous look, Zuo Changfeng said his thoughts.

"Hmm. Yu Yao nodded when she heard this, and her face softened a lot.

And at this moment, everyone in the square all looked at the water curtain where Mo Zhiyao and Jin Mad were fighting. Because the two of them were the first pair of people to fight in the Hidden Void Realm.

Now the rest of the people are just making a small fuss, and Mo Zhiyao has been in the limelight recently, so he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The audience in the audience all wanted to see with their own eyes whether Mo Zhiyao was really as rumored, demonic to the point of outrageousness.

"Boom!" The terrifying spiritual power fluctuations, like a stormy wave, swept away in all directions frantically. The remnants crashed against the mountain wall, bringing up a hurricane that swept countless pieces of debris down the valley floor below.

Mo Zhiyao smashed the golden sword with one punch, his body did not retreat, but advanced, and the black thunder and lightning twisted and intertwined into a huge thunderbolt dragon, roaring and rushing towards the golden madness above.

"It's a bit capable!" A trace of surprise flashed in Jin Mad's eyes, and then his body flickered, and the fierce spiritual power once again converged into a huge golden palm, and on the palm, the lines appeared, like a real palm.

"Demon Slashing Golden Palm!" "The rootless fingers were like five huge sharp golden knives, cutting through the sky, as if destroying the world, and slammed towards the thunder and lightning dragon below.

"Huh!" The whistling black electric dragon slammed into the golden palm, and after the earth-shattering explosion, the two forces of the collision directly set off a spiritual storm in mid-air!

"Bang, bang, bang!" The two figures, one black and one gold, collided in one place immediately after, and between the staggered, there was a sound like the collision of gold and iron, as well as a low sound of spiritual power colliding like thunder.

The people watching the battle outside the field, if their eyesight is not enough, they can't see the battle between the two at all, which shows how fast Mo Zhiyao and Jin Mad are!