A majestic mountain on the edge of Nanyuan Square.

The successive peaks are all cut off by a huge blade, and the tops are usually wide, becoming huge squares.

On weekdays, the disciples who go to the arena to fight are all some really strong people with low cultivation, like Bai Xie and Moyan, unless it is a very special reason, so they will not go on the arena.

And a monk of their level like the White Evil Sect, once they make a move, they all contain extremely terrifying power, so the arena is obviously no longer suitable for them to do it, otherwise it is estimated that the arena will have to be demolished by them halfway through.

Therefore, this open-air mountain platform is the location of this Sky Splitting Ranking Competition. At this moment, the mid-air around this mountain peak has been filled with a crowd of black oppressors, and as far as the eye can see, there are no less than thousands of people. The noise spread like a tidal wave, rising in all directions.

And among this mountain peak, near the edge, the most towering one, there are a lot of tables and chairs on it, and dozens of figures are sitting in it, it is a group of Nanyuan elders led by Zuo Changfeng.

When Mo Zhiyao's group of people came here, looking at the bustling crowd and the noise rushing to their faces, they were immediately shocked by the hot scene in front of them.

The arrival of Mo Zhiyao and a few people naturally attracted the attention of many people, and suddenly, a gaze full of various emotions immediately converged, making Mo Zhiyao suddenly feel uncomfortable.

"Let's stay away for a while. Mo Zhiyao's temperament is quiet, and asking him to stay in such a noisy place all the time is basically no different from forcing him to go crazy.

And the people who flowed east and rained couldn't stand the noise around them and the eyes that gathered over them, and they all nodded again and again when they heard the words. Suddenly, several people flew up at the same time, and came to a distant place in the air before they stopped.

Those disciples, seeing that a few people avoided from afar, were also extremely interested and did not follow, which made Mo Zhiyao and them breathe a sigh of relief.

Standing in mid-air, Mo Zhiyao raised his eyes and looked into the distance, feeling the strong momentum rising from all over the crowd in the distance, and his eyes became hot.

His gaze swept, and Mo Zhiyao's gaze fell on a certain position in the crowd, and his eyes were slightly condensed. There, there was also a fierce gaze full of battle intent, shooting towards him.

The burly figure like a mountain, thick eyebrows, raised like a sword, exuding endless domineering all over his body, that fierce momentum, let him stand out from the crowd, even if he is in the crowd, it is so eye-catching, it is the meteor ink rock.

Looking at Mo Yan's gaze containing fiery battle intent, Mo Zhiyao didn't let him look at him at all, but the pupils in his eyes were slightly constricted.

I haven't seen it for nearly a year, and this Moyan's cultivation is already the pinnacle of the Seven Patterns! When we first met in the arena, he was still in the late stage of the Five Patterns' Merger, and I didn't expect to meet again, and it had skyrocketed!

"It seems that he is really a fierce rival. Mo Zhiyao's eyes shone brightly, and the corners of his lips raised a fierce arc of battle intent. His eyes moved slightly, and he saw a familiar figure beside Mo Yan. It was in the arena that he was defeated by Shen Ling, who was under his own hands.

At this moment, Shen Ling obviously also discovered Mo Zhiyao and a few people, but now in his eyes, there is no longer the original resentment and coldness, replaced by deep fear and apprehension.

Mo Zhiyao's efforts to defeat the Tiger Tooth Wind of the Demon Soul Sect that day have now spread in Nanyuan, and Shen Ling has naturally heard about it.

Without relying on any spiritual treasure to help, relying on his own real combat power, he defeated the Huya Feng who had the peak combat power of the Seven Patterns Convergence Dao head-on, and the fact that he was iron and strong was in front of him, Shen Ling already clearly knew that he had completely lost the qualification to argue with Mo Zhiyao.

At the beginning, Mo Zhiyao was only in the early stage of the two-pattern merger, and he was able to defeat himself in the middle stage of the four-pattern merger head-on. Now, its real combat power may have left itself far behind. As soon as he thought of this, a trace of bitterness appeared on Shen Ling's face, and his throat was a little dry. There was a trace of remorse in my heart, regretting why I offended Mo Zhiyao in the first place. This kind of wicked person, even if he can't make friends, belongs to people who must not be evil. It's just that it's too late now, and Shen Ling only hopes that Mo Zhiyao won't hold a grudge against himself.

In fact, Shen Ling was completely overwhelmed, for the festival between the two at the beginning, Mo Zhiyao didn't remember it at all, strictly speaking, Shen Ling didn't have that qualification at all, and let the latter keep it in his heart later.

Taking in the expressions of Mo Yan and Shen Ling, Mo Zhiyao's eyes moved, and he looked elsewhere. I saw that below, there were a total of eleven mountain peak platforms, except for the largest one on the edge, which was where Zuo Changfeng and the other elders were, the remaining ten were empty, obviously, it should be the venue for this Sky Splitting Ranking Competition.

Looking at the crowd below, Mo Zhiyao's heart was also hot. These young monks in front of him can be said to be all geniuses and demons in the Eastern Realm, Northern Frontier, and Southern Regions, and everyone is an amazing talent. If you want to stand out from this group of people, you don't have the strength to be really strong, that's not to do it.

However, Mo Zhiyao is also full of confidence in his current strength. Two years ago, these people in front of him were extremely fearful of each Mo Zhiyao, but now, among the many Nanyuan disciples, there are less than a few who are qualified to fight with Mo Zhiyao.

"Hehe, far away, this Heaven Splitting Ranking Contest is much higher than the original hunting conference and sect trial. Beside him, the gentleman with a gentle smile turned his head and said to Mo Zhiyao with a smile.

Mo Zhiyao nodded, licked the corners of his lips and said, "Of course, those who can enter this Nanyuan are not extremely talented geniuses." Being able to stand here is a symbol of strength in itself. ”

"How is it? Are you confident that you will win the top spot in this Heaven Splitting Ranking Competition?" On the other side, Chi Xiao, who had a demonic appearance, turned his head and looked at Mo Zhiyao and asked.

"Until the end, who can say for sure, do your best. Mo Zhiyao smiled faintly and said.

"Cheng Mo, you are now also in the late stage of the Merge of the Five Patterns, and your real combat power should be comparable to the peak of the Merge of the Nine Patterns, right?" The eastward smoke and rain beside him, wearing a blue long skirt, outlined his proud figure, but also showed the slender and beautiful curves, his long blue hair hung down to his waist, and his head was lightly sided, looking at Mo Zhiyao and saying.

"It's not that scary, and even then, on an occasion like this, I can't play it. Mo Zhiyao pinched his eyebrows helplessly and said softly.

In any case, this Heaven Splitting Ranking Contest was just a competition between disciples, and it was not a real life-and-death struggle. There are some methods that Mo Zhiyao can't use. Just like the Chaos Array Fusion Spiritual Power, with Mo Zhiyao's current cultivation, once he is forced to a dead end, he will not only fuse the spiritual power of the two attributes of thunder and fire.

Mo Zhiyao went crazy, he dared to fuse the Innocent Golden Spirit into it. And what kind of terrifying power does the exercise that is promoted by the fusion of the three attributes of spiritual power be possessed? And once it is displayed, Mo Zhiyao does not have the ability to send and receive as he pleases, but he is afraid that he will have to cause human life. In that case, I am afraid that the Great Elder Zuo Changfeng can directly slap Mo Zhiyao on the spot.

Because the only one who can force Mo Zhiyao to that situation is probably Ge Shu Hongyan, who is now known as the first person in Nanyuan. And if Mo Zhiyao beats Brother Shu Hongyan to death, that fate, thinking with his heels, also knows what the consequences will be.

"Far away!" While a few people were chatting, an evil shout sounded, and a figure, as if piercing the void, appeared directly beside Mo Zhiyao, and when he looked up, it was the white evil with an evil smile on his face.

His eyes fell on Bai Xie's body, and Mo Zhiyao was stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"You broke through too?"

At this moment, the aura on the white evil's body, although it is weak, but with Mo Zhiyao's eyesight, it can still be seen at a glance, and now the white evil, like the ink rock, is the pinnacle of the seven patterns!

And it seems that although it is also the peak of the Seven Patterns, the aura of the obvious white evil is a little stronger than that of Moyan.

"yes, broke through a month ago. Bai Xie smiled a little proudly, then reached out and patted Mo Zhiyao's shoulder, and said with a strange glint in his eyes. "But it's much worse than you, you were promoted to the five patterns so quickly, and you still don't let people live?"

In two years, Mo Zhiyao soared all the way from the peak of the hidden void to the late stage of the five-pattern merger, and this speed was really terrifying.

"I heard that a while ago, you defeated the Tiger Tooth Wind of the Demon Soul Sect who came to discuss the Dao?" Bai Xie looked at Mo Zhiyao, and there was an unconcealable shock in his voice. "That kid, even if I faced him, I was a little stunned, I really didn't expect you to be able to defeat him. ”

"What's the matter, you've also fought with that tiger tooth wind?" Mo Zhiyao was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and asked.

"Hmph, I met it when I was training outside, and I fought once, but it was just a point-to-point competition, and there was no winner or loser. Bai Xie snorted, a trace of coldness crossed his eyes, and he said in a faint voice.

"Oh. Mo Zhiyao nodded.

"You kid, now you are in the limelight in Nanyuan, but no one can compare. The white evil words turned around, and said to Mo Zhiyao with a smile.

"Are you embarrassed to say, you senior brothers, one by one, ran out to practice, so that I could only catch the ducks on the shelves, and I had to bite the bullet. Mo Zhiyao said angrily.

"You can pull it down! If you get cheap, you still sell well? Who doesn't know your temperament? After half a year of retreat, your hands are itchy, and there is a tiger tooth wind that comes out to practice your hands, are you still not happy?"

"Hey, hey. Mo Zhiyao touched his nose in embarrassment and laughed.

"In the competition, if the two of us meet, you kid can start lightly, and my small body can't help your toss. The white evil said half-truthfully.

"You're the top spot in the last Sky Splitting Competition, and if I meet you, I'll be the one who has a headache. Mo Zhiyao glanced at Bai Xie and said.

"That's not necessarily, your means, I'm also trembling. Bai Xie said with a smile, Mo Zhiyao was able to defeat Huya Feng, who had the peak combat power of the Seven Patterns Combined Dao, head-on, but he would not have the slightest contempt for the latter.

And for the white evil's words, Mo Zhiyao also smiled noncommittally, with the spirit of the void in the white evil, he is right, and if he wants to win, it is definitely not an easy thing.

While the two were talking, there was a sudden commotion from the crowd in the distance, and Mo Zhiyao's eyes hurriedly looked at it, and then, the faces of several people changed significantly.

And the source of the change in the faces of several people was a shadow from a distance.

"Senior Sister Hong Yan. With a hint of awe, the voice slowly spit out from the mouth of the white evil, and after Mo Zhiyao heard it, the look in his eyes was also completely solemn.