"There's no need for such a big battle."
Mo Zhiyao's face suddenly twitched when he heard this.
Isn't the lineup of people in this room a bit too large?
"Zhiyao, if you don't let us go, we have no intention of practicing.
Instead of worrying here, it's better to accompany you."
Jun Ziqian came to Mo Zhiyao, with a hint of gloom between his eyebrows.
Looking at the room full of people, all of whom had heavy expressions, Mo Zhiyao rubbed his forehead helplessly, and said with a bit of laughter: "I tell you, everyone, I am going to survive the disaster, not to die, okay?
No need It’s all about this expression.
You don’t have any confidence in me.”
"Okay, Ziyao, Zi Qian is right.
Since everyone is worried about you and thinking randomly here, I might as well go with you.
Besides, I am also very interested in your false disaster."
Chi Xiao's face A somewhat charming smile appeared and he spoke.
"Oh, okay.
Since you must follow, I can't help it."
Mo Zhiyao smiled bitterly.
He knew that everyone cared about him, so he couldn't refuse, so he had to let them.
After a group of people came out of the pavilion, they jumped up and flew towards the southwest.
So many people acting together naturally attracted the attention of many disciples walking in Nanyuan.
During this period, the news that Mo Zhiyao had been in seclusion in the Split Heaven Road for two months and had been promoted to the Nine Zangxu Patterns had already spread in Nanyuan.
But at this moment, when they saw Mo Zhiyao and his group moving out collectively and heading towards the disaster relief platform, many people immediately guessed that this newcomer, who had made a fuss in Nanyuan as soon as he entered Nanyuan, was probably going to be there today.
Overcome virtual disasters.
"Mo Zhiyao is going to survive the virtual disaster today."
This news immediately spread in Nanyuan at a terrifying speed.
Now Mo Zhiyao is a famous person in Nanyuan.
His every move will naturally attract great attention from everyone, so many people put down what they were doing and followed Mo Zhiyao and others to the disaster platform. .
Many people have expectations for this fierce man who took the first place in the world as soon as he entered the door, broke the record on the Sky Splitting Road, and stayed in seclusion for two consecutive months.
What kind of false disaster can Mo Zhiyao cause?
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As a result, the original team of a dozen people expanded to an astonishing number of nearly a thousand people after a period of time.
Mo Zhiyao looked at the dark figure behind him, his eyes twitching wildly, but he was helpless.
It's just a false disaster, why do so many people come to watch the fun?
The disaster relief platform is located in the southwest of Nanyuan.
After flying for about half an hour, a huge mountain peak appeared in the field of vision ahead.
The top of the mountain looked as if someone had cut it across with a huge blade.
A vast bluestone platform emerged from the clouds and mist.
The platform was extremely empty, without any other items.
Mo Zhiyao and others fell down.
On the edge of the platform, the great elder Zuo Changfeng was standing with his hands behind his back.
It seemed that he had arrived earlier than Mo Zhiyao.
"Great Elder" Mo Zhiyao was the first to bow and salute, and Dongliu Yanyu, Jun Ziqian and others also hurriedly saluted together.
Zuo Changfeng looked at Mo Zhiyao and the others, then glanced behind him, frowning slightly.
Obviously, he didn't expect that so many people would follow.
The sound of breaking wind sounded one after another, and figures fell on the platform one after another.
However, these uninvited disciples obviously did not expect Zuo Changfeng to be here, and their expressions suddenly became startled.
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Then everyone looked at Mo Zhiyao in surprise.
In Nanyuan, almost every once in a while, someone will survive the virtual disaster, but those who come to protect the law are at most a few ordinary elders.
As for Mo Zhiyao's victory over the virtual disaster, it was the great elder Zuo Changfeng who personally took action.
Such treatment shocked the disciples and made them extremely envious.
Mo Zhiyao's weight in their hearts suddenly rose to another level.
"I've met the great elder."
The Nanyuan disciples who came later also hurriedly saluted Zuo Changfeng, but since they did not come together, the sounds of greetings came one after another.
"Well, Great Elder, I didn't ask them to come.
They came here on their own."
Mo Zhiyao scratched his head in embarrassment, laughed dryly, and said to Zuo Changfeng.
"You brat," Zuo Changfeng also knew that this matter had nothing to do with Mo Zhiyao, so he could only shake his head helplessly.
He also knew in his heart that after Mo Zhiyao entered Nanyuan, he made a lot of noise one after another and attracted so many people's attention, which was reasonable.
"You go to the side to rest for a while, adjust your condition, and wait until everyone is here before you start fighting the virtual disaster."
Zuo Changfeng didn't say anything more and motioned for Mo Zhiyao to go aside first.
Mo Zhiyao nodded, walked straight to one side, and sat cross-legged.
Regarding the fact that so many disciples came to watch Mo Zhiyao overcome the virtual disaster, Zuo Changfeng thought about it for a while and did not stop or disperse them.
Mo Zhiyao violated the rules before and killed Gu Fei, who was also a disciple of Nanyuan, in the arena, but in the end he was not punished.
Many people have opinions on this point, but because of Zuo Changfeng's identity, no one dares to speak out.
Zuo Changfeng knew this in his heart, so he simply let them see Mo Zhiyao's false disaster and let them know that Mo Zhiyao had a special reason for receiving such special treatment.
Rules are used to limit the weak, and the strong do not have to abide by them.
Half an hour later, thousands of people had gathered on the edge of the disaster platform.
It could be said that almost half of the Nanyuan disciples had arrived here, including some Tianjing disciples.
"I don't know what kind of false disaster this Mo Zhiyao can cause."
"At least it should be blue, otherwise it would be too disappointing for him to be the number one in the world.
Then Xingyun was still blue for false disasters at the beginning."
"Looking at Mo Zhiyao's strength, I guess cyan can't stop him.
I don't think it's blue either."
"It's impossible to say, who knows?"
"Do you think it could be purple?"
"No way, in Nanyuan, the only one who can cause purple false disasters is Senior Sister who goes out for training.
No matter how evil Mo Zhiyao is, he can't be compared to Senior Sister."
"It's hard to say.
When senior sister first came to Nanyuan, she didn't make such a big fuss as him."
"Tsk, that can only be said to be that Mo Zhiyao is daring, but it cannot be said that the senior sister has poor qualifications.
In my opinion, Mo Zhiyao is at most the same as senior brother Bai Xie, and it is good to attract blue virtual disasters."
On the platform, everyone looked at the young figure sitting there cross-legged, and whispered among themselves.
He glanced at the sky.
Although there were still scattered people arriving at this moment, the number was already very small.
Zuo Changfeng snorted, the sound was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone present.
The originally noisy disaster relief platform suddenly became quiet as the discussions faded away like the tide.
"Okay, today is the third time Mo Zhiyao has overcome the false disaster.
You all know the importance of false disaster to a monk and the dangers involved.
I have no objection to you coming here to watch, but I hope you can restrain yourself.
Don't affect his emotions and actions.
Otherwise, according to the court rules, I will severely punish him."
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Zuo Changfeng looked around at the many disciples who were watching, and then said in a deep voice.
"Yes" everyone heard Zuo Changfeng's words and quickly replied in unison.
"Okay, then let's leave the disaster relief platform.
I'm going to activate the restriction."
Zuo Changfeng waved his sleeves and flew out first.
After the virtual disaster is triggered, the spiritual power of heaven and earth around the person who is overcoming the disaster will become extremely violent.
If he is too close, it will cause disaster to the fish in the pond.
Therefore, on this disaster platform, not only are there no irrelevant people, but protective restrictions are also activated.
When everyone heard this, they immediately jumped into the air.
Dongliu Yanyu and others looked at Mo Zhiyao with worried expressions.
Mo Zhiyao smiled slightly and gave him a reassuring look, and then they jumped into the air and jumped to the outside of the disaster relief platform.
Dongliu Yanyu hesitated for a moment, then her beautiful figure flashed and came to Mo Zhiyao's side.
Her big watery eyes stared at the latter, and then her red lips moved slightly.
"Cheng Mo, if you fail, I won't live alone."
"Don't worry, I won't fail for you."
A touch of tenderness appeared in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, he gently stroked Dongliu Yanyu's pink face and said with a smile.
"Wait for me outside obediently."
Dongliu Yanyu nodded, stamped his jade feet for the last time, and left the disaster relief platform.
After seeing everyone leave the platform, Zuo Changfeng said loudly: "Mo Zhiyao, go and sit in the middle of the disaster relief platform.
After I activate the restriction, you can cause false disasters."
Mo Zhiyao nodded, turned around and walked towards the center of the platform.
He came to the center of the field, sat cross-legged, took a deep breath, and nodded towards Zuo Changfeng in mid-air.
Seeing this, Zuo Changfeng waved his arm, and suddenly, a thin layer of spiritual power restriction with a halo of light rose into the sky along the edge of the disaster platform, like a sharp arrow, straight into the sky.
The spiritual power restriction immediately divided the inside and outside of the disaster relief platform into two worlds.
No one could enter without Zuo Changfeng's permission.
In mid-air, countless eyes containing various emotions were focused on the figure in the disaster platform.
Everyone was extremely curious and looking forward to what level of virtual disaster Mo Zhiyao could trigger. .
"Zhi Yao, let them see it, and let me see how talented you are, how evil you are."
Zuo Changfeng put his hands behind his back, and in his half-squinted eyes, he also had a bright light.
A touch of hot anticipation.
Mo Zhiyao sat cross-legged with his eyes closed tightly.
After a moment, he suddenly opened them.
A clear roar like a golden cloud suddenly resounded through the sky.
At the same time, a majestic wave of spiritual power surged from his body like a flood.
Surges out wildly, rippling around As Mo Zhiyao released his momentum, a fierce pressure from nothingness suddenly descended: