On Mo Zhiyao's arms, the dragon phoenix light pattern spread down. The left fist is covered by the dragon claw, and the right fist is fitted with the phoenix claw. The two fists carrying great power shook the air, and then slammed into Leng Jiuming's chest like lightning.

Leng Jiuming, who was retreating, his face was pale, and he could feel the terrifying power contained in Mo Zhiyao's fists. The oppressive feeling exuded by that power made his breath stagnant.

Looking at Mo Zhiyao, who had already bullied him, Leng Jiuming's eyes burst out with a touch of madness, forcibly suppressed the disordered qi and blood in his body, poured all his spiritual power, and clenched his hands fiercely, a dark blue ice blade with golden veins suddenly condensed and formed. Then head down towards Mo Zhiyao!

"If you want me to die, you have to bury me too!"

Looking at Leng Jiuming, who launched a desperate counterattack, Mo Zhiyao's face became more and more hideous. The fierce glint in his eyes flashed, and his fists shot straight out!

"If you want me to bury you, you have to be qualified!"

A pair of huge phoenix wings behind Mo Zhiyao were raised, crossed in front of him, and blocked the sword that Leng Jiu was trying to die with, and then the dragon phoenix's fists slammed into his chest mercilessly!

"Boom!" A low bombardment sounded, and the space seemed to tremble, and a look of horror and despair appeared in Leng Jiuming's pupils. He slowly lowered his head and looked in disbelief at the fists that had smashed into his chest. He could feel that the vitality in his body was rapidly departing from his body with the fall of these fists.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Leng Jiuming's mouth, and then, in a series of muffled sounds, fist-sized blood holes exploded on his body. Patches of blood mist erupted from it, staining the sky in that place scarlet.

"No, I, how could I die at your hands....... Leng Jiuming fell on his back, and his figure fell from the sky. In his eyes, there was still a remnant of unwillingness and fear.

"Bang!"

Before his body could hit the ground, it exploded. Flesh and blood, the original gods, all of them were blasted by Mo Zhiyao!

Around, everyone was stunned to see this scene, the expression on Leng Jiuchen's face had already frozen, and even his body stiffened.

He couldn't believe that Leng Jiuming, who had the strength of the Nine Tribulations, would be killed by Mo Zhiyao on the spot!

After a long time, in the dead square, many strong people came back to their senses. Immediately, he gasped, and looked at the figure standing proudly in the air with dull eyes, and his heart was terrified like an angry wave.

No one thought that Leng Jiuming, who had been promoted to the realm of the Nine Tribulations, was still invincible to Mo Zhiyao after showing the strongest hole cards and means on his body, and ended up with a miserable end of being dead and dead.

In the eyes of many people who looked at Mo Zhiyao, there was a trace of fear, which was the awe of the weak to the strong. This battle established Mo Zhiyao's famous murderous name, Leng Jiuming, at the cost of his life, became Mo Zhiyao's whetstone and stepping stone.

"Step!"

Leng Jiuchen's body trembled violently and took a step back. And when he saw Mo Zhiyao, who was standing in the air, looked at his cold gaze, that trembling reached the extreme.

Then, the blood on his face faded, and a look of horror welled up in his eyes. Then, he turned around and fled for his life in the distance. In that way, I was scared out of my mind.

Looking at Leng Jiuchen who had fled, Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed slightly, but he did not pursue. He also saw that this Leng Jiuchen's mind had been lost, and it would not only be difficult to make an inch of progress in his cultivation in the future, but it was also very likely to plummet sharply, which was no longer a problem.

"Huh!"

Just when the whole audience was shocked by Mo Zhiyao's anti-heaven combat power, Long Zhan and Qing Xin rushed over and landed beside him.

"Zhiyao, how are you?"

Qing Xinqiao looked at Mo Zhiyao with a worried face and asked in a low voice. Although the latter successfully killed Leng Jiuming, it obviously paid a lot of price. At this moment, the aura around him fluctuated, and he looked quite sluggish.

"It's okay, it's a bit more expensive. Mo Zhiyao shook his head slightly, indicating that the two of them were fine. Then, his gaze fell on the Chaos God Statue in front of him, and his eyes instantly became hot.

"Dad, why don't you take a break first?" Long Zhan on the side hurriedly said, while scanning the audience with vigilant eyes. Now that Mo Zhiyao is in a sluggish state, it is difficult to guarantee that no one will take the opportunity to take advantage of the profits.

However, Dragon War is obviously overthinking. Those people in the field, looking at Mo Zhiyao, were full of fear. The latter's earth-shattering combat power in this battle made them dare not think of other thoughts at all. Although this killing god is not in good shape, who knows if there are other hole cards on his body. If there is, rushing forward will be killed.

"No, let's get the Chaos Essence Blood first. Mo Zhiyao waved his hand towards Long Zhan, and finally killed Leng Jiuming, it is better to get the chaotic essence blood in his hand first, so as not to really go wrong, and then he will regret it.

After finishing speaking, Mo Zhiyao took Long Zhan Qingxin and the two of them, swept through the air, and landed in front of the Chaos God Statue. Seeing this scene, among the people around, there were a few eyes that flickered slightly, but after some thought, there was no change in the end.

Looking at the Chaos God Statue that was nearly a hundred times larger than himself, Mo Zhiyao's eyes were hot, but at the same time, he felt a sense of unease in his heart.

Long Zhan once said that this god burial demon Taizhong suppressed a big man. And who this so-called big man is, he can't say clearly. It is impossible to determine whether it is a person from the God Realm or a person from the Demon Realm.

Now it seems that the statues of these four divine beasts should be the suppression seal here. If you take out the essence blood of the divine beast in it, the seal of this divine burial demon platform will be unlocked. When the time comes, that big man is bound to come out of trouble.

Although he didn't know the true identity of the big man, Mo Zhiyao always had a feeling in his heart. It seems that there is some kind of relationship between the latter and the Divine Sect. Perhaps, the two Hua Zun of the Divine Sect are lurking in this Western Abyss for this reason.

Thinking of the two Huazun of the Divine Sect, Mo Zhiyao's heart suddenly tightened. Until now, those two Huazun have not appeared. Could it be that they really only sent the three of them into this Divine Burial Demon Plain to snipe themselves?

His gaze swept over the three battlefields in the distance, and Mo Zhiyao's brows furrowed. Now, even if you don't do it yourself, after the six people have decided the winner, they will have to take out the essence blood in the idol. In this way, the seal will be loosened, if not fully opened.

The big man, as well as the other powerful people who suppressed it, will also come out of trouble.

Mo Zhiyao killed the Leng Jiu Ming and seized the possession of this chaotic essence blood, and the others would not do anything. But if Zhou Lin and them are stopped, it will inevitably cause a backlash from everyone, and when the time comes, he, who has become the target of everyone, will also be powerless to change the development of things.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Zhiyao suppressed the emotions in his heart, and his eyes became firm. There is no other reason, one is that he can't change the situation in front of him, and the other is because of the Demon Ancestor's heart.

Since the Demon Ancestor Heart allowed itself to obtain the Chaos Essence Blood, it must have its reasons. The Demon Yuan Ancestor's heart and Mo Zhiyao coexisted as one, how could they harm him?

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Zhiyao didn't hesitate any longer, and walked to the front of the Chaos God Statue.

Standing in front of the Chaos God Statue, Mo Zhiyao's expression became extremely solemn. He could feel that from this statue of the god, there was a desolate aura from antiquity. The aura fluctuates, ancient and vicissitudes, and carries an indescribable sense of oppression. The feeling of oppression, as if the gods were looking down on the mortal world, made people feel awe.

This is the coercion of the chaos of the ancient divine beasts. Although what was in front of him was nothing more than a statue containing the blood of chaos essence, that kind of coercion still made Mo Zhiyao's heart tremble. It's hard to imagine that if it's the ontology, that kind of coercion will make the heavens and the earth tremble.

Condense your mind, Mo Zhiyao has no two thoughts. Then, with a fierce bite of the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of natal essence blood containing the power of the primordial god spurted out of his mouth and splashed on the statue. Immediately, Mo Zhiyao's palm stretched out and slowly pressed on it.

When Mo Zhiyao's palm touched the Chaos Statue, a brilliant aura suddenly erupted from the body of the Chaos Statue. The spiritual light gathered, and then turned into a huge pillar of spiritual light, soaring into the sky, visible for thousands of miles!

At the same time, a strange fluctuation permeated from the Chaos God Statue, causing the Yuan Shen in Mo Zhiyao's body to tremble.

The exclamations sounded one after another in the square behind them, and the fiery and shocking eyes instantly converged.

In front of the statue, Mo Zhiyao raised his eyes and looked at it, and his pupils suddenly constricted. Because in the mouth of the Chaos God Statue, there was a black halo flashing, and then slowly rotating, like a black hole.

An irresistible force suddenly emanated from the black hole, causing Mo Zhiyao's body to involuntarily rise into the air, and then levitate in front of the chaotic maw.

Mo Zhiyao was not panicked by this, his eyes were staring at the spinning black hole in front of him. There, it seems that there is a little spiritual light, looming.

And at this moment, in the distance, almost in no particular order, three equally huge pillars of light rose into the sky. The mighty ancient coercion, permeating, enveloped the entire Sealing God Burial Demon Platform.

Mo Zhiyao looked at it, but the three battlefields had already been divided at this moment. The winners are Zhou Lin, Bitong and Mu Huang.

Mo Zhiyao was not surprised that Zhou Lin was able to win. Although Su Xinghuan's big puppet technique is weird, it is a side door after all. Facing Zhou Lin, who has the blood of the Qilin and has cultivated to the realm of the Nine Tribulations, it is reasonable to be defeated.

As for Bitong and Mu Huang to win, Mo Zhiyao was a little surprised. After all, both of them were ranked lower than their opponents on the list of gods and demons, Xuanhua and Deng Ku. Sure enough, although the gold content of this god and demon list is high, the accuracy is highly questionable.

As for who can have the last laugh on other battlefields, Mo Zhiyao doesn't really care. After glancing at it, he retracted his gaze and looked at the giant mouth of the black hole in front of him.

Because at this moment, in the depths of the black hole, that little bit of spiritual light has gradually magnified and cleared. It was a mass of black blood that seemed to have the spirit of life, and it appeared.

Chaos Blood!