"Mo Zhiyao, I originally wanted you to live a little longer. I really didn't expect you to be so anxious to **** to death. In that case, I'll give you a ride. ”

In front of the Chaos God Statue, Leng Jiuming's squinted eyes slowly opened at this time, and there was no emotion in his eyes, and it was so cold that it made people palpitate.

Mo Zhiyao glanced at Leng Jiuming, the corners of his lips twitched, and he did not speak. That attitude that was almost ignorant made the killing intent in the latter's eyes suddenly a little stronger.

"There really is no one who dares to be so arrogant in front of me......"

At the same time that Leng Jiuming's indifferent voice sounded, his body trembled suddenly. Suddenly, the terrifying power of extreme cold erupted from his body like a cold current. The temperature between this piece of heaven and earth directly plummeted at an alarming speed. After the impact of waves of cold currents, a thick layer of ice crystals suddenly condensed on the ground with the two of them as the center.

The cold current swept over, and then with a piercing whistling sound, it shrouded towards Mo Zhiyao.

Mo Zhiyao slowly raised his head and looked at Leng Jiuming, who was astonishingly imposing on the other side, and his eyes became solemn. Ever since he met the latter again, Mo Zhiyao had a feeling that Leng Jiuming's strength didn't seem to be what he was showing now.

"Whew.... ”

A cloud of white gas erupted from Mo Zhiyao's mouth, and in the next moment, the monstrous golden red light, with the earth-shattering sound of the dragon chanting and phoenix roaring, resounded through the sky.

The palm of his hand was clenched fiercely, and the sound of air explosion sounded from the palm of his hand. The dense dragon phoenix light pattern spread all over Mo Zhiyao's entire arm. Then, in the midst of the ripples of power, he punched out violently!

An indescribable terrifying force turned into a storm, took shape under the fist, and then raged wildly. In the end, it collided with the cold snap that came from the wild.

"Bang!"

After a muffled sound, the storm of power rose into the sky wrapped in a terrifying cold current, turning into a shockwave and spreading out in all directions. The battle between the two kicked off with this blow.

And after seeing Mo Zhiyao and Leng Jiuming take the lead, on the other three battlefields, there was suddenly a majestic and violent spiritual storm swept out. Obviously, the three pairs of confrontational people are also really moving.

Suddenly, in this square, the amazing spiritual power filled the sky, swallowing the mountains and rivers, making this space turbulent.

"Kick! Kick!"

In front of the Chaos God Statue, between the terrifying spiritual power storm and the crazy spread, the two figures took a step back at the same time. The ground beneath the soles of the feet was covered with fine cracks like spiderwebs.

"Humph!"

Leng Jiuming snorted coldly, the cold light in his eyes was wide, and his heart was also slightly shocked. Although he had already comprehended Mo Zhiyao's powerful physical strength before, when he faced it again at this moment, he was still shocked.

"Brute force, not worth mentioning!"

Leng Jiuming stomped heavily, and the ground under his feet trembled for a moment. The hands quickly sealed, and the golden spiritual light burst out, and one after another spiritual power light blades tore through the void in front of them, and slashed towards Mo Zhiyao on the opposite side like lightning.

Looking at the golden light blade that was enough to submerge a Seven Tribulation powerhouse, Mo Zhiyao's expression was indifferent, his hands were spread, the space behind him was distorted, and in his palms, two small rounds of demon sun rising appeared.

The demon sun turned into a torrent of magma and condensed, turning into two long swords shining with the light of the stars, which were held by Mo Zhiyao in his hand.

Demon soldiers, demon stars!

With a shake of his arms, Mo Zhiyao's figure swept out. The two Star Demon Swords, with a little bit of bright starlight, greeted the golden sword that swept across the opposite side.

"A long river of stars!"

The sharp sword light appeared in the void little by little, and then turned into a torrent of sword qi glowing with the luster of the stars, crushing through the void, and in an instant, it shrouded the golden sword light in the sky.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The crisp exchange sound that was as dense as a storm sounded, and the surging sword power that was enough to severely damage a Seven Tribulation powerhouse on the spot directly collapsed, and then the words were all over the sky, and they dissipated.

Everyone who was fighting outside the arena couldn't help but be secretly shocked when they saw this scene. They could naturally see that Mo Zhiyao's blow was also enough to threaten the Seven Tribulation powerhouses.

In the rain of golden light in the sky, Mo Zhiyao's figure emerged, and two magic swords pierced through the void, slashing through two arcs of mystery, and from a tricky angle, they stabbed directly towards the cold nine hell in front of him.

"Huh!"

Leng Jiuming's reaction was also extremely fast, his body flickered, so fast that he didn't even leave an afterimage, he jumped directly into the air, and then waved his palm.

"Iceberg Gold Seal!"

When the words fell, I saw that the golden light and ice chips in the sky were condensed again, and in an instant, they condensed into a huge iceberg mark! At the bottom of the iceberg, there was a dense golden blade.

At the same time, Leng Jiuming landed on the top of the iceberg and smiled. Between the seals of his hands, the spiritual power of his whole body gushed out. Then he squatted down and slapped his palm heavily on the iceberg.

"Iceberg Golden Seal, Heavy Rain!"

"Boom!Boom!Boom!"

With the fall of Leng Jiuming's palm, I saw that the volume of the iceberg suddenly expanded several times, almost comparable to a real iceberg.

Moreover, the golden blade at the bottom of the iceberg burst out from it, like thousands of arrows, enveloping the space below, sealing all of Mo Zhiyao's retreats.

"Humph!"

Mo Zhiyao's face was expressionless, and he was not moved in the slightest by Leng Jiuming's terrifying attack. With a wave of his arms, the Star Demon Sword turned into a monstrous sword rain, like a burst of light, resisting all the golden blades that swept in.

"It's a bit capable, then I'll see how you block my iceberg print!"

Seeing that the golden blade was helpless, Leng Jiuming's eyes narrowed for a moment, and then the soles of his feet were heavy and the iceberg under his body was heavy. Suddenly, the iceberg fell wildly, as if suppressing heaven and earth.

The ground below suddenly cracked into huge cracks. The suppression of the iceberg caused the air to be crushed and blown away, emitting earth-shattering sounds comparable to angry thunder.

Looking up, Mo Zhiyao looked at the iceberg that was rapidly suppressing above, and a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his lips. Then, the two Star Demon Swords in his hands slammed into each other!

The power of the four yangs, the demon soldiers destroy the magic hammer!

The two Star Demon Swords in Mo Zhiyao's hands were the result of the condensation of the two rounds of Demon Yang in each of them. After the fusion, with the power of the four yangs, it will be turned into a magic hammer!

Holding the handle of the magic hammer with both hands, on both sides of the hammer body, the demon's face flickered brightly and darkly, and there was a faint sharp demon roar rising into the sky. Mo Zhiyao's arms suddenly swelled in a circle at this moment, and there was a volcanic power surging in them, and finally poured into the magic hammer in his hand.

With a slam of his arms, the Hammer of Destruction suddenly smashed into the bottom of the iceberg that was crushed by the terrifying terrifying power.

"Break it for me!"

Mo Zhiyao's face suddenly turned hideous, and the violent power exploded in an instant like a torrent.

"Click!"

The sound of shattering was heard in the ears of everyone in the audience at this moment. And Leng Jiuming, who was standing on the top of the iceberg, had a conceited smile on his face that instantly froze.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

A low explosion sounded from the inside of the iceberg, and the entire iceberg was shaking violently. The next moment, the iceberg was finally overwhelmed, and it exploded open, turning into ice chips flying in the sky.

Standing in the midst of the ice chips in the sky, Mo Zhiyao held the magic hammer in his hand, and the golden red light surging all over his body, like a demon god, could not be lived.

In mid-air, Leng Jiuming looked at this scene, and his eyes became more and more cold. Mo Zhiyao's combat power was indeed beyond his expectations.

You must know that the iceberg golden seal just now, even if it is a powerhouse of the Eight Tribulations, will not be able to bear it. At the beginning, he relied on this blow to cause two of the four Eight Tribulation powerhouses who fought against him at the same time to be directly hit hard and lose their combat power.

This is far away, and he dares to come out and compete with himself for the Chaos Essence Blood, and he really has some ability.

On Leng Jiuming's face, a smile slowly appeared, and then nodded. Mo Zhiyao, since this is the case, then I want to have a good time with you.

Leng Jiuming's hands were slowly spread out and held flat at his sides. The coldness and gloom in his eyes suddenly became extremely strong at this moment. That kind of gaze seems to be able to pierce and tear through the void.

Immediately after, the soles of his feet stomped heavily into the void, and the spiritual power like a storm suddenly turned into a shocking tornado and roared out of his body!

The calm void suddenly shook and twisted at this moment, and an extremely powerful spiritual power coerced out.

Sensing this spiritual power, the faces of everyone in the audience suddenly changed drastically. Even the six people who were fighting in the other three battlefields stopped for a while, and then looked at them with shocked eyes.

Qing Xin and Long Zhan, who were standing outside the field, suddenly became ugly at this moment, but Leng Jiuchen had a hideous face and a fanatical look.

Mo Zhiyao, who was standing in the air, looked up at Leng Jiuming, whose aura was soaring at the moment, and his face was completely solemn.

This cold nine hells have successfully survived the last life and death tribulation and stepped into the realm of the nine tribulations!

The majestic and vast spiritual power is enveloped in this heaven and earth. That strong sense of oppression made many people's faces pale, the qi and blood in their bodies trembled, and even the operation of spiritual power became a lot stagnant.

The powerful and terrifying spiritual power kept sweeping out of Leng Jiuying's body like waves, and the terrifying fluctuations of extreme cold and sharpness coexisted that made people's hearts palpitate.

Many shocking eyes converged on Leng Jiuming's body, who would have thought that at this moment, he would actually successfully step into the Nine Tribulations level!

"Mo Zhiyao, now, how are you still fighting with me?" Slowly clenching his palm, Leng Jiuming felt the majestic spiritual power in his body, and his face was filled with intoxication. Then, he looked at Mo Zhiyao below with a calm gaze, and the corners of his lips lifted a hideous color.