The black shield instantly enlarged, and it was covered with twisted stripes that intertwined with each other, making it look extremely weird.
A thick breath came out and met Mo Zhiyao's long stick.
"Break it for me!"
Mo Zhiyao roared angrily and slammed down the long stick, hitting the black shield in the middle.
"If you block it, you must block it."
Sha Qianli was like a beast forced to a dead end.
His eyes were bloodshot, his palms were pressed against the shield, and all the spiritual power in his body penetrated it without any reservation.
This shield is a spiritual weapon-level treasure.
It was obtained by Sha Qianli after killing a monk at the peak of Nayuan during a mission.
He didn't turn it over when he returned to the door, but kept it privately.
He always regarded it as a treasure and never showed it.
This time, Mo Zhiyao was cornered and had to take it out.
"Boom" was an earth-shaking loud noise, and the entire Qiyang Mountains seemed to tremble with it.
Circles of ripples spread in the void.
Wherever it passed, sand flew, rocks fell, trees fell, and even the ground was blown up thickly. layer of soil "Lie" the sound of broken metal sounded, and a shocking crack appeared where the stick and shield collided.
In an instant, it covered the front of the shield like a spider web.
"Crack!"
The black shield didn't even hold on for a breath before it shattered into countless fragments of different sizes.
The demon face behind Mo Zhiyao slid down, opened its huge mouth, and with one blow, the face behind the shield was dull, Sha Qianli swallowed it with blood spurting out from his mouth.
The huge mouth opened and closed, and the scalp-shattering sound of bone breaking and flesh cracking and the shrill scream sounded at the same time.
The demon face dispersed.
Not even a scum was left of Sha Qianli, who was at the peak of Na Yuan's cultivation.
He was killed by Mo Zhiyao.
Absorb it all "Ah, boy, if I don't crush you to ashes, I will never be a human being."
A figure jumped out from behind, and the surging blood-colored energy was like a meteor, suddenly blasting towards Mo Zhiyao Turning around to look at Zuo Tianxing, who was rushing towards him from the opposite side, Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed with dark light, brewing a violent storm.
The chill emanating from the whole body filled the entire void.
The long stick went down from top to bottom and struck with the bloody meteor, bringing up a tornado-like hurricane that spread crazily in all directions.
The two figures flew back at the same time and stopped a hundred feet apart.
Raising his hand to wipe away a trace of blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, Mo Zhiyao's evil smile remained the same, but there was a solemn look in his eyes.
Zuo Tianxing was a major cultivator in the early stage of Guishen.
Compared with Mo Zhiyao, who was in the early stage of Yuan Dynasty, there was a whole level difference between them.
Even if the monks at the foundation of the Nine Marks were just one human mark apart, their combat prowess would be vastly different, let alone one level difference.
Strictly speaking, Mo Zhiyao and Zuo Tianxing were ten different human marks apart.
Mo Zhiyao is just a human pattern on Na Yuan, and Zuo Tianxing is two human patterns on Guishen.
If he doesn't have a heavenly pattern that no one has condensed on his body, even if he has a magic pattern on his body, Mo Zhiyao No one dared to face the enemy directly.
Within the same realm, there are one or two different human patterns, and if treasures are not counted, the gap between them can be evened out by relying on skills, experience, strategies, etc.
But if there is a difference of one level, then unless it relies on a powerful and powerful treasure, the high-level realm will completely crush the low-level realm.
The gap between Gui Shen Dao and Na Yuan Jiu Dao is thousands of times greater than the gap between Na Yuan Jiu Dao and Na Yuan Ba Dao.
Even though there is only one human pattern missing, that is the difference between two realms.
Each level of improvement is a fundamental change in "quality" for the monks, not a simple increase in the amount of spiritual energy.
Speed, power, explosive power, toughness, and physical strength will all show an explosive growth like a leap.
Even if Mo Zhiyao has dual marks of humans and demons, he could only challenge to a higher level before, but could not challenge to a higher level.
When he faced Gu Lie for the first time, Mo Zhiyao tried his best, and at most he could only compete with Gu Lie.
It was a lose-lose situation, and the injuries were definitely heavier than Gu Lie's.
It was most likely that he died on the spot because Mo Zhiyao was in the realm of turning spirits at the time, while Gu Lie was in the realm of Na Yuan.
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Being able to fight to that point would have shocked many people's jaws.
However, the emergence of the sky pattern gave Mo Zhiyao unprecedented fighting power, enough to fight across the ranks.
"How is this kid possible?"
The shock in Zuo Tianxing's heart was like a stormy sea, and his eyes were fixed on Mo Zhiyao opposite him.
"Who is he and how did he find this place?"
Over the years, countless people have been killed by the Blood Killing Sect, and countless large and small forces have been offended.
Zuo Tianxing has always been extremely cautious, fearing that someone would find his hiding place, but in the end, Mo Zhiyao came to kill him. .
"This kid's cultivation level is obviously only at the early stage of Nayuan, but he can actually unleash such heaven-defying combat power.
Which country is he a young monster?"
The Blood Killing Sect's intelligence network is spread throughout the Jimang Kingdom.
Zuo Tianxing could be said to be well aware of all the big and small forces in the country, but he had never heard of the existence of Mo Zhiyao.
"But after all, there is a big gap between this kid and me.
Even if we have to pay a price to kill him, it is not impossible."
Zuo Tianxing's eyes were sharp, and the trace of blood on the corner of Mo Zhiyao's mouth just now did not escape his eyes. .
"As expected of the early stage of returning to the gods, the Nayuan realm cannot be compared with it."
Mo Zhiyao narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed across his eyes.
"It seems like we can't do it unless we try our best."
Against Na Yuan's late stage, Mo Zhiyao was absolutely crushing him all the way, but against Na Yuan's peak, Mo Zhiyao was not as relaxed as it seemed.
Although Mo Zhiyao did not use all his strength to kill Sha Qianli in an instant, he was not far behind.
He even used Mo Gaitian Cry, so he was able to kill Sha Qianli on the spot with one blow.
But facing Zuo Tianxing, who has reached the realm of God, Mo Zhiyao must squeeze out all his potential, otherwise defeating Zuo Tianxing will be a complete fantasy.
"Let's use him to test the soul-breaking power of the magic bow."
Mo Zhiyao launched Lingbao Lingxiao behind him, a pair of illusory wings spread out behind him, he stepped on the ground with his feet, and flew into the air.
"Yeah."
A trace of surprise flashed in Zuo Tianxing's eyes.
He didn't expect that Mo Zhiyao actually had a flying spiritual weapon on his body.
He was very surprised.
Mo Zhiyao, who was in mid-air, stood sideways with his long jade dragon stick tucked into the jade.
The left hand stretched forward, the five fingers slightly bent into claws, and a ball of silver, black, and purple air wrapped around it.
As it squirmed, it turned into a twisted demon face.
The index, middle, nameless and little fingers of Mo Zhiyao's left hand passed through the eyes and ears of the demon face, and his thumb was clasped tightly at the mouth of the demon face.
A strong aura of violence emanated from his whole body.
"Open" Crazy thunder and lightning lingered all over the body, Mo Zhiyao roared, and the ears of the devil face suddenly extended to both sides, with a curve, extending to a length of about half a foot before stopping, and turned into a horrified Zhang Wuxian's long bow Turning his wrist, the long bow stood up.
Mo Zhiyao stretched out his right hand, which was located behind the long bow.
Two electric arcs were shot out, catching up with the two ends of the long bow and becoming the bow string.
"Woo" As he moved his right arm back and pulled out the bow string, Mo Zhiyao suddenly turned into the eye of a whirlpool.
The surrounding void became distorted, and all the air and spiritual power rushed toward Mo Zhiyao crazily.
Mo Zhiyao's eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, and wisps of red ferocious aura lingered all over his body.
His long black hair was flying in the wind behind him.
At this moment, Mo Zhiyao was cold, evil, and filled with murderous intent.
A chill suddenly surged into my heart, and an unprecedented sense of crisis spread throughout my body.
Zuo Tianxing looked at Mo Zhiyao in mid-air, and his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhole.
"What kind of skill is this?"
Zuo Tianxing's scalp was numb from shock, his eyes showed an unbelievable look, and his body was trembling slightly.
"Bang" Zuo Tianxing's whole body suddenly erupted with a violent aura, and a ball of red light like a blazing flame lingered all over his body, but it was strangely not hot at all, but was filled with the extremely rich smell of blood.
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"The power of the blood spirit" Mo Zhiyao felt awe-inspiring in his heart, and at the same time, he felt endless murderous intent.
The power of blood spirit, as the name suggests, is extracted from blood.
The whole body blood of an adult strong man can only extract a trace of blood spirit power.
Moreover, the blood spirit power in this blood has nothing to do with the cultivation level of the person killed.
Regardless of whether it is an ordinary person or a powerful monk, as long as the blood volume is the same, Then the power of the blood spirit contained is the same.
The blood-spirit power in Zuo Tianxing's body was so strong, how many people had to be killed to do it?
Mo Zhiyao didn't believe that all the people he killed were monks.
There must be an incalculable large number of ordinary people inside.
Zuo Tianxing was simply Inhumane people Due to his practice of demon arts, Mo Zhiyao was bloodthirsty, but almost all of the monsters Mo Zhiyao killed were monsters.
The number of human monks who actually died at Mo Zhiyao's hands was only a few dozen.
"Zuo Tianxing, you deserve to die!"
The murderous intent in Mo Zhiyao's eyes was so strong that it almost solidified.
"You want to kill me, you are not qualified."
Zuo Tianxing jumped up and floated in the sky, hundreds of feet away from Mo Zhiyao, with a ferocious smile on his face.
"Demon Bow Splits Souls!"
Mo Zhiyao shouted in his heart.
He let go of his right hand, and a bit of cold light was like a shooting star.
With the call of the god of death, it crossed a mysterious arc and screamed like thousands of ghosts.
Go to Zuotianxing.
The entire void was instantly drawn into a vacuum by the powerful arrow shot by Mo Zhiyao, which was composed of endless spiritual power.
The space became distorted, and everything in the world seemed to disappear in an instant, leaving only this sharp arrow.
"Blood flames in the sky" Zuo Tianxing launched the most powerful offensive in his life, striking out and colliding with the oncoming sharp arrows.
"boom"
Endless air waves surged and gravel flew, like the end of the world.
The entire Qiyang Mountain Range was trembling, and the Blood Killing Sect in the heart of the mountain collapsed.
The entire mountain peak suddenly sank a hundred feet.
The birds and beasts in the Qiyang Mountains compete to avoid it.
Countless trees fell down.
A loud "boom boom" sound came from the heart of the mountain, and the Qiyang Mountains, which was as high as ten thousand feet, split from it.
Dozens of figures, flying, vertical or climbing, fought against the rain of falling rocks, scrambling from below to the top of the mountain, but they were the core members of the Blood Killing Sect who had been hiding inside and did not dare to come out.
A strange cry of "croak" rang out, and a figure rushed down from the sky like a stream of light.
Countless huge wind blades were like a sudden rain, slashing at the core members of the Blood Killing Sect who had escaped.
The Shadow Windwing Bat, which had been hovering in the sky without making a move, descended from the sky, launched a thunderous offensive, and began to kill mercilessly: