The terrifying blood-colored palm prints that exuded a rich smell of blood, like maggots attached to the bones, clenched Mo Zhiyao. The strong wind set off by the violent energy carried on it blew the clothes on Mo Zhiyao's body tightly against the surface of his body.

The powerhouse of breaking the sky has the power of ethereal space. This bizarre ability can be used not only to move, but also to be used on offense.

When it reaches the realm of breaking the sky, the speed and distance can no longer exert any restrictions on it, and it loses its meaning. And this is also the fundamental reason why the powerhouse of breaking the sky is enough to crush the powerhouse of normal transformation.

Ye Tian's Blood Cloud Palm Print had the power of space attached to it, so Mo Zhiyao wanted to avoid it with his extraordinary speed, but he couldn't do it at all. In other words, Ye Tian's attack, Mo Zhiyao must be really sorry for it. But on the contrary, Ye Tian could avoid Mo Zhiyao's attack. From this aspect, Ye Tian obviously occupies the absolute initiative and advantage.

"Fight hard, I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Seeing that he couldn't avoid Ye Tian's palm print, Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce light, and with a punch, he smashed the blood-colored palm print.

"Boom!"

An astonishing loud noise spread through the sky, and an extremely terrifying shock wave swept away from the sky like a storm, leveling the forests below in an instant.

"Wow!"

With a punch, he smashed the blood cloud palm print, Mo Zhiyao's body flickered, and he took a step back. The fierce force stomped the void under his feet into a burst of distorted spatial ripples.

"Creation of the Holy Text, Soul Melting!"

Breaking Ye Tian's palm print, Mo Zhiyao's face became more solemn, and the soul melting technique was used to the extreme in a single movement of his mind, and the three origin spirit beasts merged with his body at the same time, and the aura on his body also skyrocketed in an instant.

"Peng!"

A low air explosion exploded from Mo Zhiyao's suddenly clenched palm, and in an instant, the fist that flashed with a strange golden red light turned into a fist shadow that swept the sky, overwhelmingly towards Ye Tian on the opposite side.

The dense fist shadows, like angry waves surging, were layered on top of each other, and in just a few moments, they enveloped all the areas within a ten-zhang radius of Ye Tian's body.

"Hehe, nice offensive. Okay, I'll see how strong your physical strength is!" Looking at the terrifying fist power that enveloped the major points of his body, a faint smile appeared on Ye Tian's face, and then his eyes suddenly sharpened, and his palms flipped over, and the unparalleled strength of his power swept out.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Countless fists and palms bombarded, as if causing a chain explosion, and the powerful spiritual power fluctuations, like a roaring torrent, spread wildly in the sky, and the surrounding space, together with the earth below, was violently trembling at this moment.

This terrifying confrontation lasted for a long time, and finally stopped after the two figures were lightning intertwined.

"Bang!"

In mid-air, an unusually loud explosion suddenly sounded as the two figures staggered. Two figures flew upside down from the sky, and then both took a few steps back in succession, and then both stabilized their figures. However, compared with the two, it is clear that Mo Zhiyao withdrew further. With the realm of the peak of his eight-pattern metamorphosis, even if he performed the technique of soul fusion, he was still a little reluctant to compete with Ye Tian at the level of single pattern breaking through the void.

Of course, the situation in front of me is not known how many times stronger than when I was in the Ten Thousand Beasts Terrace. At the beginning, in the face of Ling Huang, Mo Zhiyao didn't have the slightest strength to fight back.

Taking the lead in stabilizing his figure, Ye Tian's eyes also rippled with obvious shock. In the final analysis, Mo Zhiyao is only an eight-pattern metamorphosis, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as shocking to be able to fight with him to such a point with the cultivation of this realm.

"Clouds of blood!"

At this moment, Ye Tian already attached great importance to Mo Zhiyao in his heart, and he didn't dare to have careless thoughts at all. The palm of his hand reached out and shook it towards Mo Zhiyao! Obviously, he didn't want to give the slightest respite to deal with it.

The vast blood-colored spiritual power, like a huge blood cloud, brought up a shadow that enveloped the heavens and the earth, and instantly enveloped Mo Zhiyao is in it. Between the rolling blood clouds, there was actually a clear sound of waves. The space at the edge, after being extremely distorted, was suddenly torn apart. That kind of power is probably an ordinary nine-pattern metamorphosis, and after falling into it, it can't be easily escaped.

But unfortunately, Mo Zhiyao is obviously no longer on this list.

"Break it for me!"

An angry thunderous roar sounded from the blood cloud in an instant, and at the same time, the blood cloud that filled the space suddenly and violently rolled up. It was as if something was about to break out of it.

Within the blood cloud, Mo Zhiyao faced this rather powerful blood cloud attack, his eyes suddenly turned sharp, and with a grip of his palm, the white jade heart ice flame suddenly surged out of his body, and in an instant, it turned into a vast sea of fire.

The forest was so cold that it froze the heavens and the earth, but it was scorching with a strange terror. The two extremes of such a contradiction are so perfectly and harmoniously coexisting.

"Whew!"

A piercing corrosive sound sounded, and the blood cloud in the sky was evaporating at an extremely alarming speed, turning into a blood-colored mist that seemed to envelop even this heaven and earth. The strong smell of blood permeated every corner of the space.

Seeing this, Ye Tian's pupils shrank slightly, and then his sharp gaze, as if he could penetrate the void, directly captured the streamer figure that came from the lightning.

A rapidly rotating dark golden spiritual power long knife, with a breathtaking sound of "Vortex, Vortex!" burst into front of Ye Tian's face door in a flash. In the midst of that, Ye Tian felt a clear aura of destruction.

"What a speed!"

For Mo Zhiyao's terrifying and chilling speed, even Ye Tian felt quite jealous. The speed of the former has exceeded the limit that human monks can reach, and at that level, within a small range, it is not much different from teleportation.

"It's good to come!"

Ye Tian's reaction was also quite fast, before the golden long knife could reach his body, his body was like a spinning top, and a whip leg containing strong power landed heavily on the golden long knife.

Ye Tian's right leg was also wrapped in a thick layer of blood-colored spiritual power, and the fluctuations that overflowed from it were quite terrifying.

The knife **** strike, a terrifying storm of strength, is suddenly sweeping the world. Terrifying fluctuations of power spread out like a tidal wave. In the space where you pass, layers of spatial folds appear in an instant, and then suddenly crack!

The waves of spreading power made this space crumble.

The aftermath of such an amazing strength finally slowly dissipated after a while, and the two figures slowly emerged from it.

At this moment, Mo Zhiyao and Ye Tian were a little embarrassed in appearance, but in the eyes of the two of them, they both had extremely high fighting intent.

"Yes, for so many years, you are the first person who can fight with me to such a point with the cultivation of the Metamorphosis Realm!"

Ye Tian looked at Mo Zhiyao, and the previous indifference on his face had disappeared, replaced by a deep dignified color. The strength shown by the latter is enough for him to pay attention to thoroughly.

Moving his palm, Mo Zhiyao's heart was shocked, and at the same time, there was excitement that could not be expressed in words. Before March, when he faced that Ling Desolation, he was still in an absolute weakness, but now, he was able to fight with Ye Tian, who had the same cultivation as him, to the point of being evenly matched. This speed of strength improvement, even if Mo Zhiyao has always been harsh on himself, he is quite satisfied.

"It seems that you are very satisfied with being able to fight me to this extent. Taking the look on Mo Zhiyao's face into his eyes, a smile appeared on Ye Tian's face, and then that smile slowly turned cold.

"However, I still have to regret to tell you that if this is your true strength, then today's ending will still not change in the slightest!"

"In my opinion, what you are most proud of should be your physical strength and strength comparable to that of a demon beast, right?" Ye Tian's fierce gaze fell on Mo Zhiyao's body, and he said indifferently in his voice.

Mo Zhiyao's physical strength and strength, even if he was as arrogant as Ye Tian, he had to be sincerely amazed. That level of strength is not something that anyone can cultivate.

When Mo Zhiyao heard this, his eyes flashed, although he didn't speak, but the look of pride on his face indirectly answered Ye Tian. For the strength of his own body, Mo Zhiyao is quite confident.

Demon blood quenching the body, cutting flesh and bones, fusing the essence blood of the dragon and phoenix, cultivating the demon duel, before and after, inside and outside, Mo Zhiyao's body, I don't know how many times I have experienced the ordeal and tempering, and the degree of strength is naturally not comparable to others.

"With such a strong physical force, it's no wonder that even Feng Bo and Lei Bo are not your opponents. There was a faint chill in Ye Tian's eyes, although he also admired Mo Zhiyao in his heart, but as the young master of the Blood Cloud Sect, he also had his own arrogance, and Mo Zhiyao's arrogant attitude naturally aroused the fighting intent in his heart.

"In that case, then I will crush your proud capital head-on. Today, I will convince you to lose!" Ye Tian's eyes suddenly turned violent, and then his body shook, and a majestic spiritual power that was so rich that it could not be described was surging out from the pores of his whole body in a strange liquid form.

Ye Tian's hands quickly changed a series of strange marks in front of him, and then, his palms struck each other!

"Celestial Blood Armor!"

A low voice came out of Ye Tian's throat, and in an instant, the blood-colored liquid spiritual power that covered his whole body squirmed strangely, and a breath full of heavy oppressive force suddenly descended!

Under the rendering of that breath, the entire world was suddenly shrouded in a layer of palpitating blood.