"Huh", a slightly black breath came out slowly from Gong Hao's mouth, and his originally unusually white face also had a strange deep luster at this moment.
"Junior Brother Mo, your reputation as a monster is indeed well-deserved.
I really admire you, Senior Brother.
However, although my goal is not to be the first in this Sky-Splitting Ranking Competition, I don't want to be eliminated so early.
So, what's next?
, I won't hold back any more, so be careful."
Gong Hao said in a deep voice, looking at Mo Zhiyao opposite.
"Haha, thank you Senior Brother Gong for reminding me.
But again, I won't stop here, so let me teach you what is your strongest move."
Mo Zhiyao narrowed his eyes and looked up.
Gong Hao on the other side shrugged and said.
Immediately, the two people, who were equally high in fighting spirit, stopped talking.
They concentrated on each other and looked at each other.
Rich and powerful spiritual power was surging on their bodies.
As the momentum of the two people on the field increased, the people outside the field became extremely quiet, staring closely at the mountain platform filled with a tense atmosphere.
Looking at Mo Zhiyao opposite, Gong Hao's eyes suddenly turned cold, and then he twirled his palms, and billowing black spiritual power suddenly surged out, like two wisps of smoke.
In the thick smoke-like spiritual power, there is a strange aura that makes people feel cold all over.
The black wolf-smoke-like spiritual power, as if possessed of spirituality, kept squirming, and finally resembled two black giant pythons, fiercely pouring into the ground beneath him.
With the influx of black spiritual power, the ground on the entire mountain platform suddenly began to ripple like circles of water.
The entire ground gave people the illusion of turning into water.
Mo Zhiyao stared at Gong Hao closely, his vigilance rising to the extreme.
The other party is a genuine late-stage Six Pattern Hedao expert, and he practices the most bizarre power of the dark spirit.
It is not surprising that the boat could capsize if he is not careful.
Gong Hao took a deep breath.
When all the black spiritual energy in the palms of his hands poured into the ground, he began to form seals quickly.
The moment his hand seals were formed, he suddenly bent over and pressed his palms heavily on the ground.
"Buzz" The moment Gong Hao pressed his palm on the ground, the entire mountain seemed to tremble, and an invisible wave spread under the ground.
At the same time, Gong Hao's figure quickly integrated into the ground again.
And when Gong Hao's figure completely disappeared, the invisible wave also completely disappeared.
“That’s...
Obviously, many people recognized the technique that Gong Hao was about to perform.
"Hey, after all, you have forced this move out.
Next, Zhiyao, you have to be more careful."
Bai Xie said lightly with a solemn look on his face.
"When I faced Gong Hao's move, I relied on the Void Wind Spirit to survive.
Now it depends on how you deal with it."
"It seems that if I want to defeat you, I have to use some real skills."
Mo Zhiyao also felt the extraordinaryness of the technique that Gong Hao was about to perform, and immediately smiled slightly, and his figure was He floated up, his body shook, and majestic spiritual energy rolled out.
In the faint, the sound of a leopard roaring and a lion roaring could be heard.
Under the gaze of those fiery eyes all over the sky, Mo Zhiyao looked down at the ground below, and the corner of his mouth seemed to have an evil arc.
Feeling the monstrous spiritual energy fluctuations that erupted from Mo Zhiyao's body, many people's expressions changed significantly.
With such powerful pressure and aura, few people in the field could face it head-on.
The majestic spiritual power enveloped the world, and a suffocating sense of oppression spread, causing the space to shake slightly.
At this moment, Mo Zhiyao's whole body was filled with a heart-stopping feeling.
A sense of splendor.
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Although most of the people in the field had seen Mo Zhiyao's astonishing combat power, they were still secretly frightened at this moment.
Among the crowd, Mo Yan's burly body became slightly tense at this moment.
In the distant sky, Ge Shu Hongyan's pretty face, which was like an eternal glacier, was slightly moved at this moment.
There was a hint of surprise in his bright eyes.
On the highest mountain peak, a group of Nanyuan elders also had some fluctuations in their expressions.
Now, the powerful pressure coming from Mo Zhiyao's body made them feel a little pressure.
"This little guy is getting stronger and stronger..."
Zuo Changfeng's face looked as usual, but deep in his eyes, there was also a slight concentration.
He was becoming more and more pleased with Mo Zhiyao now.
"It's no wonder that girl Yao'er treats this little guy like an eyeball.
Alas, it's too late to start."
"Xuanming Youyu" Suddenly, a deep voice emerged from nothingness, as if reverberating from the netherworld.
It was erratic, giving people an ethereal feeling, as if the entire space was echoing this voice at the same time.
And as this voice sounded, a layer of black mist-like air suddenly appeared on the ground, and then rolled up into the sky.
The entire world turned dark at this moment, filled with a sense of coldness.
The rising black mist was extremely fast and instantly enveloped Mo Zhiyao above.
Then, it started to surge like a furious wave.
In the midst of the surge, countless spiritual power cones with the length of arms and threads appeared in the horrified eyes of everyone.
The front ends of those thread-shaped spiritual power cones shone with a scalp-numbing cold light, and then spun rapidly, causing a harsh sound of "whirlpools".
Looking around, there were no less than 10,000 of these spiritual power cones, densely distributed on the entire platform, without any dead ends, blocking all Mo Zhiyao's escape routes.
All this sounds slow, but in fact it is as fast as lightning.
When the last word "rain" falls, these tens of thousands of spiritual power cones are like a sudden rain, with a sharp and breathtaking sharpness.
A sharp roar penetrated the void and came towards Mo Zhiyao.
The high-speed rotating cones of spiritual power are all filled with terrifying power that is enough to penetrate the late-stage six-line Hedao masters.
Even those at the peak of the seventh-line Hedao will never be easy to deal with.
Seeing the black cones of spiritual power shooting out from all directions, Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly tightened.
The terrifying power contained in the cones made him feel cold in his heart.
The black spiritual power cone that hit like a heavy rain was extremely fast.
Mo Zhiyao let out a clear roar like a cracking cloud of gold, and golden light bloomed all over his body.
Under the golden color, a flash of crystal light emerged like lightning.
The color of colored glaze.
Although the power carried by the black spiritual power cone was terrifying, the threat it posed to Mo Zhiyao was greatly reduced.
Mo Zhiyao's current physical strength has reached an extremely terrifying level, and even monks of the same level who specialize in physical training cannot match him.
A vast wave of spiritual power swept out from Mo Zhiyao's body crazily.
With a roaring sound, a spiritual power storm was set off out of thin air on the platform.
Mo Zhiyao's figure was immediately swept away.
Covered by the vast spiritual power and the sharp cones all over the sky.
As far as the eye can see, one can only see terrifying spiritual power impacts one after another, erupting with thunderous sounds.
This level of spiritual power impact makes many people feel chilled.
In the middle of the Xuanming Realm, Mo Zhiyao was waving his arms so that only an extremely blurry golden jade-colored afterimage could be seen.
His fierce fists made the sound of wind and thunder, and each time he blasted out, he would destroy a spiritual cone.
The defense was watertight.
When Gong Hao, who was hiding in the dark, saw this scene, the horror in his heart was like a roaring wave.
So far, Mo Zhiyao was the first person to resist his Xuanming Youyu in this way.
In the last Tianlu Competition that year, Gong Hao and Bai Xie met.
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Even with Bai Xie's tyranny, he did not dare to defeat him directly when facing the Xuanming Youyu, but relied on the wind spirit of the void.
With his own strength, he avoided the indiscriminate bombardment of the spiritual power cone, and used other means to force out Gong Hao's true body, and then defeated him.
But now Mo Zhiyao did not dodge or dodge, confronting him head-on in such a shocking way, which shocked Gong Hao beyond measure.
"Tsk" Gong Hao's eyes suddenly sharpened.
"Even if your combat power is far higher than that of the same level, your true cultivation level is after all the late stage of Hedao of the Five Marks.
When it comes to the majestic level of spiritual power, you can never compare with me.
I don't believe it.
This kind of extremely draining spiritual energy How long can you hold on to the violent bombardment?”
Immediately, Gong Hao also burst out the spiritual power in his body continuously.
The black spiritual power cones that filled the sky seemed to be endless, and they stabbed towards Mo Zhiyao like a gust of wind and rain.
If it were anyone else, Gong Hao's plan would be extremely correct.
After all, where is the difference in cultivation level and the strength of the spiritual power in the body, those with higher levels will of course take advantage.
Unfortunately, Mo Zhiyao is an exception.
The spiritual power in his body cannot be judged by normal cultivation level.
Underneath the human pattern, there are also magic patterns By cultivating both lines simultaneously, the spiritual power Mo Zhiyao needs to advance to a higher level is far beyond that of ordinary people, but in contrast, the spiritual power he can mobilize is much richer than others.
Therefore, if this situation continues, Gong Hao will definitely be the first to exhaust his spiritual power.
However, Mo Zhiyao obviously has no interest in this kind of war of attrition.
For him, he is obviously more inclined to simply defeat his opponent head-on and win.
Therefore, at this moment, while Mo Zhiyao was bombarding the cones of spiritual power coming from the sky, the power of the demonic spirit in his body was also operating to an extreme level, and a crimson luster shone faintly in his eyes. , a breath with a violent flavor quietly exuded from his body
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