As Mo Zhiyao raised his palm, the spiritual energy in this space began to boil in an instant.
Circles of air ripples spread out around Mo Zhiyao like a tide, centered on Mo Zhiyao.
During the turbulent air waves, the whole world seemed to be turbulent.
A huge crystal palm with strange forest-white flames rising from one side violently blasted towards Ke Sheng above with a roar that echoed the heaven and earth. .
At this moment, it seemed that even time and space had stopped.
Under everyone's horrified gaze, the huge palm that seemed to be able to fill the world crushed even the void.
At this moment, everyone had the same expression on their faces, shock, horror, and fear.
Above Ke Sheng, the pupils in his eyes instantly shrank to the size of needle tips, and the ferocious smile on his face had completely solidified, and an unprecedented shadow of death suddenly enveloped his heart.
"No", a desperate scream with a hint of madness came out of Ke Sheng's mouth, like a wild beast forced to the edge of a cliff, extremely sad and shrill.
"I won't die.
I will never let you die."
Ke Sheng, who was completely driven crazy by the fear of death, unleashed all the spiritual power in his body without reservation.
The blood-colored clouds above him, The rapid surge then turned into blood-colored raindrops, gathering in one place, forming a huge crimson light pillar about ten feet thick, which struck hard at the palm below.
The "Peng" crimson beam of light struck the palm, but it was like a dragonfly shaking a pillar.
It had no effect at all.
Facing the huge white palm, Ke Sheng's full blow seemed so pale and weak.
The white palm, with a completely destructive and arrogant attitude, crushed it all the way.
The red light beam was as weak as a piece of paper.
In a breath, it was torn into light spots all over the sky, and then dissipated.
The air above was directly crushed by the terrifying strong wind brought by the huge palm, and a circle of stormy air waves rolled away in all directions.
The majestic pressure made everyone watching the battle tremble and panic.
"This is not a heaven-level skill.
This is definitely not a heaven-level skill."
Despair filled Ke Sheng's eyes.
Looking at the white palms coming from below, Ke Sheng shouted in despair.
However, it no longer matters whether it is a heaven-level skill or not.
Ke Sheng's fate has been determined at this moment and no one can change it.
With a muffled sound of "Peng", Ke Sheng, who was hit by the white palm, exploded into a ball of blood mist, his body and shape were destroyed, and no bones remained.
After killing Ke Sheng, the power of the white palm was only consumed less than half, and it still had enough power to hit the top of the hall above.
With a loud "rumbling" sound, countless huge rocks fell from the sky and hit the ground, splashing countless dust.
In the main hall, smoke suddenly filled the air.
When the dust cleared, a figure appeared in the air.
His cold eyes swept across the group of Southern Region monks, making everyone shiver with excitement.
They were all silent, not even daring to breathe out, for fear of causing trouble.
Mo Zhiyao's attention.
"Remember, don't mess with me in the future, otherwise, he will be your fate."
Mo Zhiyao looked at the trembling people below with cold eyes, and a voice as cold as the wind echoed through the hall. rise.
After finishing speaking, Mo Zhiyao made a move with his palm and released a violent suction force.
Suddenly, a piece of jade and a pair of blood-colored claws flew over.
As a half-step Hedao, Ke Sheng's own wealth, plus the treasures he harvested along the way, must be worth a lot of money, and the quality of the spiritual treasure is also not low, so Mo Zhiyao will not let it go.
Then he glanced at the people below, Mo Zhiyao turned around, shot towards the passage leading to the depths of the ancient treasure house, and disappeared into it in the blink of an eye.
Seeing Mo Zhiyao leaving, the Southern Region monks let out a sigh of relief they had been holding in their chests.
Their faces were all pale, and their foreheads were covered with fine cold sweat.
At this moment, these Southern Region monks, who had always thought they were superior to others, finally understood that the untouchable they kept shouting about had the terrifying strength to kill them all, and killing them was simply not possible.
Effortless.
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These people looked at each other, and they all saw the intense horror in each other's eyes, and there was also a hint of happiness that Mo Zhiyao didn't kill them all.
"In the future, if you see him, it's better to stay away."
I don't know who it was, but said a word that represented the common aspirations of everyone.
Then these people, like bereaved dogs, cautiously approached the road where Mo Zhiyao entered.
After carefully exploring the passage and making sure that Mo Zhiyao had gone far, he entered it one after another.
But their speed was not very fast.
It was obvious that they were waiting for Mo Zhiyao to completely go away.
Mo Zhiyao didn't pay attention to those monks at all, but at full speed, he rushed along the passage deeper into the ancient Tianjing Zang.
In a fierce battle with Ke Sheng, although Mo Zhiyao won the final victory, it was also a tragic victory.
He used the four seals one after another, which put an extremely heavy load on his own body and caused serious backlash.
However, when facing those Southern Region monks, Mo Zhiyao just suppressed the injuries in his body.
At this moment, the violent backlash completely exploded, and a wisp of bright red blood flowed smoothly.
It kept dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"You deserve it if you show off for nothing," Jiuse's voice sounded in Mo Zhiyao's heart.
"That earth spirit puppet, do you plan to keep it to lay eggs?
Your master gave it to you to use for self-defense, not for display."
"Of course I know."
Regarding Jiuse's complaint, a helpless smile appeared on Mo Zhiyao's face.
"It's just that I want to know clearly what my current combat power is."
"Fighting against such a master is a rare training for me.
If it really comes to a standstill, I will of course use the Earth Spirit Puppet."
"Master also told me that this earth spirit puppet was given to me to save my life.
If I can't use it, try not to use it.
After all, you can't become a truly strong man by relying on external objects."
Jiuse did not refute Mo Zhiyao's words again.
Obviously, what Mo Zhiyao said was right.
No strong person simply relies on external objects.
If his own strength is not enough, no matter how many treasures he has, it will be useless.
Just like Mo Zhiyao now, he didn't dare to use a chaos-level spiritual treasure like the Nine Tribulations World Destruction Tower.
Because once it is used, it will attract the covetousness of a strong person who Mo Zhiyao cannot compete with.
At that time, not only will Mo Zhiyao be unable to save Jiuse, but he will even have to risk his own life.
Treasures are actually just auxiliary things.
You can't rely on them too much, otherwise you will die sooner or later.
Mo Zhiyao knew this very well.
So usually, he wouldn't even use the Brutal Jiao, let alone the Earth Spirit Puppet.
A ball of emerald green light suddenly appeared on Mo Zhiyao's body, wrapping him in it.
The rich power of the wood spirit quickly restored the injuries in Mo Zhiyao's body.
Mo Zhiyao, who was speeding along, was suddenly startled, with a look of astonishment on his face.
"Jiuse, you, you still have this ability" "Nonsense, I have nine spiritual attributes, and the power of wood spirit is one of them.
Of course I have this ability."
Jiuse said angrily.
"But if you do this, won't you expose your aura?"
Mo Zhiyao rolled his eyes because of Jiu Se, and the veins popped up on his forehead.
Finally, Xiao Qiong was not around, and in the end, he was replaced by Jiu Se, who was more able to stand up to others.
Color, Mo Zhiyao could only lament his miserable life.
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"As long as I don't launch an attack, my breath will not be exposed.
If I use the power of the wood spirit to heal you, my breath will be covered in your body and will not be noticed."
Jiuse said slowly.
"So, wouldn't I be able to heal myself in the future?"
Mo Zhiyao was overjoyed when he heard this.
Although the Eternal Demon Yuan also has this ability, with the power of a wood spirit, the recovery speed is obviously faster.
This is very important to Mo Zhiyao.
For Haruka, this is definitely great news.
"Humph, it depends on my mood.
If I'm not in a good mood, just take care of yourself."
Jiuse's words made the corners of Mo Zhiyao's eyes twitch.
After walking along the passage and passing several forks and intertwined corridors, a main hall that was ten times larger than the previous stone hall appeared in Mo Zhiyao's field of vision.
Looking at the huge main hall in front of him, which could already be called a square, Mo Zhiyao's eyes also showed a deeply shocked look.
Huge gray-white stone pillars stand on both sides.
The ground and surrounding walls are engraved with various exquisite and mysterious patterns.
A distant and vigorous ancient atmosphere permeates the hall.
Mo Zhiyao's eyes quickly swept across the main hall.
At this moment, there were dozens of figures in the main hall, and what made Mo Zhiyao's eyes shiver was that in the center of the main hall, there were two distinct groups of people, with three people on one side and only one person on the other.
But the rest of the people moved away from each other, obviously not wanting to get involved.
There were two people on the side.
The one on the single side was clearly Chi Xiao, while the other side was Shi Man and the other two monks who were in the early stages of Hedao.
It seemed that the atmosphere between the four of them was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and it seemed that they would take action in less than a few words.
Mo Zhiyao looked past the four people and towards the front of the hall.
The next moment, Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly tightened and his body was trembling with excitement.
Right in front of the main hall, there is a huge stone statue, carved with a lifelike middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man has a resolute face and an extremely majestic expression, faintly exuding a vast aura and majestic pressure.
The left hand of the stone statue is caressing the chest, and the right hand is flat on the chest.
On the palm of the hand is a forbidden light ball.
In the light ball, there is a flaming red spear floating in it.
Even with the restriction, you can still feel the rich spirituality emanating from the spear.
It is shocking that it is a virtual spiritual treasure.
But what made Mo Zhiyao so excited was not the spear, but the huge stone statue.
On top of the jade crown carved on the head of the stone statue, there is actually a remnant piece of sky crystal that is about the same size as an ordinary human body: