"Boom!"

The huge waves of qi generated by the collision of fierce forces rolled and swept across the sky like a tsunami, and the layers of power ripples crushed the void, spreading and shattering the space.

The two figures flew back separately, thousands of feet apart, and stood in the air.

Mo Zhiyao glanced at the Destruction Demon Hammer in his palm, which had been nearly half broken, and an unconcealable shock appeared in his eyes.

Looking up, Mo Zhiyao's gaze fell on Zhou Lin's golden arms, and his eyes suddenly narrowed. From there, he felt an extremely strong fluctuation, thinking that it should be an extremely high-quality imperial technique.

Zhou Lin was born in the lineage of the Red Flame Lin clan, which is a descendant of the divine beast Qilin, and coupled with the righteous son who is the master of the Seven Killing Palace, it is not strange to have such martial arts skills.

Seeing Mo Zhiyao's gaze fall on his arms, Zhou Lin also smiled slightly, and a confident smile appeared on his face.

"The exercise I am performing now is called the Qilin Arm, and it is the Zhen Clan Martial Arts of my Red Flame Lin Clan. However, before me, I couldn't exert its true power. ”

Zhou Lin's palm caressed his arm, and there was a metallic clanging sound between the contacts.

"The Qilin Arm needs to be urged by the pure Qilin bloodline to be able to cultivate to the Dacheng realm. I obtained the blood of the ancestors in the Divine Burial Demon Table, which really made this unicorn arm burst out with its original power. ”

Mo Zhiyao nodded when he heard this, and suddenly his heart suddenly dawned, no wonder this Zhou Lin could use the strength of his body to toughen his own demon soldiers.

"Next, you have to be careful, just now I only used fifty percent of the power of the unicorn arm, and if I do it again, I won't have any reservations. ”

Zhou Lin faced each other with his fists, touched it lightly, and said to Mo Zhiyao in the metal echo.

"Divine beast bloodline?" Mo Zhiyao smiled slightly, and the look in his eyes became extremely fierce. "In that case, let's compare and see if your Qilin bloodline is stronger, or my dragon phoenix bloodline is better, right?"

When the words fell, Mo Zhiyao's soles stomped into the void, and a circle of spatial ripples like water ripples suddenly spread out. At the same time, an ancient coercion that made the whole world tremble was rolling out of his body like a hurricane, shaking in all directions!

"How!"

The earth-shattering sound of the dragon chanting and phoenix roared with the appearance of the dragon and the phoenix resounded in the nine skies. Mo Zhiyao stood on the top of the dragon's head, and the fire phoenix soared above, like a god.

Above his arms, there were dense golden-red dragon and phoenix light patterns, and that number had already reached a terrifying 100,000!

At this moment, the countless powerhouses watching the battle around the entire Battle Star Platform suddenly widened their eyes, the expressions on their faces were completely frozen, and their expressions were dull and dumbfounded.

"This, this is the coercion of the dragon phoenix? How is this possible! This Mo Zhiyao is actually related to the Golden Scale Clan and the Burning Sun Phoenix Clan? Could it be that he is the son of the dragon phoenix?"

"I've seen the people of the Golden Scale Clan and the Burning Sun Phoenix Clan, and the coercion on their bodies is not worth mentioning at all compared to this Mo Zhiyao. How can this dragon phoenix coercion be more pure than them?"

The uproar spread through the crowd like a tide. Everyone's eyes were focused on Mo Zhiyao's body at this moment.

On the stone platform, the lords of the palaces were also moved, although they had seen Mo Zhiyao burst out of the power of the dragon and phoenix some time ago, but at that time it was not the moment of battle after all, Mo Zhiyao was just revealing a trace, but at this time, it was full of strength, how could it be the same day.

High up, sitting on the main seat of the Lord of the Stars, his beautiful eyes burst with a striking essence, his eyes stared at Mo Zhiyao tightly, and his jade hand clenched unconsciously, pinching out cracks in the hard armrests of the seat.

"Sure enough, it is the purest dragon and phoenix bloodline, with his words, my ......"

On the Battle Star Platform, the battle intent in Zhou Lin's eyes had risen to the point of no return, and that kind of blazing heat seemed to make the surrounding air boil.

In an instant, Zhou Lin's figure swept out suddenly, and the remnants of the Dao Dao were left in the air, approaching Mo Zhiyuan at an astonishing high speed, and the golden arm slashed through the air, all of which had clear traces.

"Roar!"

Seeing this, Mo Zhiyao pointed the dragon's head on his toes, his body swept out, the sound of the dragon's groan resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the golden dragon entrenched under his feet roared out, looking up to the sky and hissing. The sound of the dragon's groan turned into a golden sound wave, like countless sharp blades, sweeping towards Zhou Lin overwhelmingly.

The golden sound wave swept out, Mo Zhiyao's palm suddenly clenched, and the countless sound waves turned into a tornado-like sonic storm, narrow with extremely terrifying destructive power, tearing the void in front of him, and strangled towards Zhou Lin fiercely.

"Kirin Arm!"

In the face of Mo Zhiyao's fierce attack, Zhou Lin's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he had no intention of retreating. The palm of his hand clenched into a fist, and a powerful wave of power erupted from his arm. His arms swelled strangely, completely disproportionate to his slender body.

A punch burst out, and suddenly a monstrous aura shone up, and there was a strange roar in it, constantly coming out of the aura.

The aura roared, and the terrifying power condensed into a huge fist mark, and in it, it seemed that the appearance of a powerful unicorn faintly appeared.

"Boom!"

The Qilin Fist Seal slammed into the golden sonic storm, and then slammed into it. Suddenly, the piercing sound of shattering spread wildly. In the midst of that, there was also this extremely terrifying fluctuation.

"Shattered!"

Zhou Lin's face was solemn and he roared. In the midst of the surge of spiritual light, huge twisted cracks suddenly burst out on the golden sonic storm, and then they were actually blasted to pieces by its punch. With such a fierce scene, I could only see the faces of the people around the Battle Star Terrace change.

A punch exploded the golden sonic storm, and Zhou Lin's figure shot out, and a monstrous golden aura swept out from his body, almost covering half of the sky.

Looking at Zhou Lin who came violently, Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed, and his color flashed. Then, the same figure swept out, and on his arm, the dragon phoenix light pattern shone wildly, spreading out an amazing ripple of power that caused the space to turmoil.

The two figures collided together almost instantly. Both sides did not have the slightest fancy punch, and the momentum was full of indomitable ruthlessness.

"Boom!"

The violent power collided, and it made people feel that the entire Battle Star Platform seemed to tremble violently. In the next instant, the tide of terrifying power rolled open, taking on a huge circular ripple across the sky.

The air exploded directly, and the space in that place instantly turned into a vacuum, making people's eyes distort and blur.

"Bang!"

Mo Zhiyao and Zhou Lin's arms burst out at the same time with a rainbow blood mist. The skin on the arms of the two was bursting open. Such a hard regret of pure strength, both of them were injured at the same time.

The blood splattered on the faces of the two, making their faces look a little bloody and hideous at this moment. But the look in the eyes of the two had the same fieryness.

"Come again!"

Mo Zhiyao looked up to the sky and laughed, stomped the void with the soles of his feet, forcibly stabilized his retreating figure, and then rushed out angrily again. Zhou Lin on the opposite side also had a fanatical look on his face, and the strong unicorn waved his arms, ignoring the bursting wound at all, and went head-on.

The two figures collided violently, like a meteorite colliding. The terrifying power raged wildly in that space, and huge spatial cracks spread like spider webs. In that kind of scene, I could see that many strong people below had their scalps blown up one by one, and their faces were pale.

These two people did not have the slightest skill to speak of at all, and they completely adopted the most direct and barbaric method. It looks like it's completely a two-headed humanoid beast! Such a scene is very visually shocking, and at the same time, it also makes countless people's blood boil when they see it.

"Bell, bell, bell!"

Metallic echoes echoed across the sky, shaking everyone's hearts throbbing. The aftermath of such a ferocious confrontation alone made the tongue dry and the hands and feet cold.

At this moment, no one dared to have the slightest contempt for Mo Zhiyao. They knew in their hearts that if they were themselves, they would not be able to fight Zhou Lin to such an extent.

Clouds of blood mist kept exploding in the sky, and between the howling winds of power, there was a strong smell of blood. On the stone platform, the lord of the palace watched the battle intently. The Seven Killing Palace Master and the Greedy Wolf Palace Master both leaned forward unconsciously, and each of them tightly grasped the handrail with both hands.

The eyes of the Palace Master of the Broken Army became extremely solemn, and his heart was even more shocked like a monstrous wave. He didn't expect that Mo Zhiyao actually had such a strong combat power.

"Thanks to letting the Purple Demon fight against that Kunling, it seems that if he is against Mo Yao, the outcome is really unpredictable. The palace master's face was gloomy, and his eyes were shining. "But in this way, as long as the purple demon defeats Kunling's girl, then no matter who Mo Zhiyao and Zhou Lin can win the final victory, they will end up losing both. When the time comes, Ziwei Palace will be at your fingertips. ”

Thinking of this, the gaze of the Palace Master of the Broken Army was shifted to the battlefield on the Battle Star Platform, in the other direction. There, the two figures also broke out in an extremely terrifying battle.

It's just that compared to the rather bloody and tragic between Mo Zhiyao and Zhou Lian, the battle between the Purple Demon and Kun Ling was a pure spiritual power competition.

"Whew!"

A huge spiritual power palm was swirling with strange purple flames. Then, with a huge shadow, he headed towards the opposite Kun Ling to suppress it.

"Whew!"

The sharp sound of breaking wind resounded, and a dark cyan flame that looked inconspicuous shot out from Kun Ling's white and slender jade hand like an elf, and then met the purple fire giant palm.

The two sides collided, and no earth-shattering roar erupted. Everything is done quietly. The moment the cyan flame collided with the storm, it rose against the storm and instantly turned into a blue flame storm. Between the whistling, even the void space was torn apart by it.