The Ten Thousand Beasts Platform, in the sky.
The old-looking Ling Huang stepped into the void and stood out of thin air.
His stooped body and vicissitudes of appearance made him look like an ordinary old man on the verge of death, with no spiritual energy fluctuations around him.
But the coercion it exuded made the space seem to be frozen, filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.
"You are the disciple of the abandoned daughter of my Ling family, Mo Zhiyao."
Ling Huang slowly raised his head, and in those eyes that were completely inconsistent with his appearance, there was a sharp gaze that seemed to be able to penetrate the soul of a person.
Looking directly at Mo Zhiyao opposite, he said in a calm voice.
"Daughter of an abandoned wife" When Mo Zhiyao heard these four words, the redness in his eyes suddenly became a little stronger again, and then a sinister smile full of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"All the three people from your Ling family who came to Ten Thousand Demons Realm this time were killed by me.
Compared with the disciples that I, the abandoned woman, took in, your Ling family's generation is really useless."
The sharp words made Ling Huang's eyes appear cold, and then a smile slowly appeared on his face.
But the chill emanating from that smile caused the temperature of the surrounding world to plummet in an instant.
"What an arrogant little guy."
Ling Huang shook his head, and then continued: "You are right, dying in your hands only shows that they are really useless."
"But" Ling Huang's eyes suddenly became sharp and he looked directly at Mo Zhiyao.
"Anyway, they are also members of my Ling family.
Since you killed them, you have to pay the price."
"Don't worry, I won't kill you now, I will only bring you back to the clan.
As for how to deal with it, it is not my business."
Hearing Ling Huang's words, the expressions of Han Li and the three people behind him changed.
If Mo Zhiyao falls into the hands of the Ling family, then the Ling family will become the biggest beneficiary of this trip to the Demon Tomb. , but the Jiuyou Demon Jiao clan and the Leng family ended up in a miserable situation, losing their troops and generals.
But even so, Han Li and the others did not dare to say anything and could only swallow this bitter pill.
With the former's cultivation strength, it would be easier to crush them than to crush an ant, so there would be no room for them to talk. .
"You want to take me away" Mo Zhiyao narrowed his eyes and then smiled sternly.
"I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications" Mo Zhiyao's voice echoed slowly in the sky, making everyone around him look startled.
They never expected that Mo Zhiyao would still behave so fiercely in the face of a superpower like Ling Huang.
"You are the first one who dares to speak like this in front of me."
Ling Huang lowered his eyelids, and when he opened them again, the chill inside them was as strong as the real thing.
"In front of me, your ability is not enough."
After the words fell, Ling Huang's sleeves and robes were suddenly waved.
The space around Mo Zhiyao was horribly distorted at this moment, and invisible power seeped out, directly fixing him firmly in mid-air.
The eighth-level sky-breaking expert has mastered the power of space.
Not only can it travel through the void, but it can also be controlled at will.
Ling Huang's cultivation was at the early stage of Shan Wen's Sky Breaking, which was one of the reasons why he was able to get here in such a short time.
Another reason is that the Ling family is much closer than other super powers.
In the early days of Shan Wen's breakthrough, he had just mastered the power of space.
Although he could travel through the void, he could not ignore all distances.
No matter how far away he was, he could arrive instantly.
Only by raising one's cultivation to the peak of the Nine Patterns and mastering the use of the power of space to perfection can one be able to reach that level.
No matter where you are, as long as you have clear coordinates, you can reach it instantly.
Therefore, Ling Huang spent some time and was unable to rush here immediately after receiving the summons from Ling Yuan.
"You want to catch me, you're dreaming."
Bound by the power of space, Mo Zhiyao reacted immediately, his blood-stained face became distorted, and veins protruded on the surface of the skin, a terrifying force , floods generally gush out in the body.
The power of the demon spirit circulates rapidly, and the demon armor appears again, covering the whole body.
Mo Zhiyao looked up to the sky and let out a clear roar that pierced the golden clouds, and then used his strength crazily.
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The terrifying power hit the surrounding twisted space heavily, directly shattering it into pieces.
With the power of his physical body, Mo Zhiyao broke free from Ling Huang's spatial suppression.
This scene not only made everyone around him gasp in air, but even Ling Huang had a faint look of surprise in his eyes.
"You are really quite capable.
I'm a bit underestimating you."
Ling Huang put away the shock in his eyes, smiled calmly, then stretched out his palm and spread his fingers.
Suddenly, five dark gray spiritual light beams roared out from his fingertips and turned into five huge chains.
Like lightning, they directly penetrated the void and quickly wrapped around Mo Zhiyao's body.
Trapped him again.
On the spiritual power chain, there are ancient and obscure protruding lines, which contain indescribable terrifying power.
Faintly, it emits a kind of fluctuation that freezes the space, making people tremble with fear.
Feeling the terrifying power of imprisonment transmitted from the chains, Mo Zhiyao's expression suddenly changed drastically.
After the five chains wrapped around him, they not only trapped him tightly again, but also shrank inwards.
"Kaka" The sound of subtle bone cracking sounded, and Mo Zhiyao's entire body became slightly distorted at this moment.
The severe pain radiating from everywhere in the body made the madness in Mo Zhiyao's eyes reach the extreme in an instant.
"唳" A sharp, strange neighing sound resounded from Mo Zhiyao's body.
At the same time, a monstrous dark golden light swept away crazily.
Above the sky, it was like a dark golden sun appeared.
That kind of light makes it impossible to look directly at it.
"Break it for me" Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly turned into a strange dark gold color at this moment.
There were actually two rows of protrusions on his back below his shoulders, as if something was about to burst out of his body.
"Zheng" A metal-like trembling clang resounded in mid-air with a vibrating sound.
Many eyes instantly focused on it, and the next moment, the whole place was shocked.
Six huge sharp blade wings stretched out infinitely and arrogantly behind Mo Zhiyao.
The sharp edges made people's hearts tremble and their hands and feet tremble just by looking at them.
The six blade wings ejected, and Mo Zhiyao suddenly let out a beast-like roar, then spun up, and unexpectedly cut off all five spiritual chains that contained the power of space.
Dots of spiritual power scattered like light rain, mixed with the crisp sound of shattering, lingering around Mo Zhiyao, and everyone's pupils suddenly shrank at this moment.
The faces of Han Li and the others were filled with unbelievable horror at this moment, and their expressions were as funny as clowns who had seen a ghost.
And the old face of Linghuang, which had always been calm, slowly showed a hint of gloom at this time.
What realm of cultivation is Linghuang?
That is the genuine Eighth Level Pokong.
In today's human world, the Eighth Level Pakong is already at the top of the cultivation world, possessing the top strength to overlook all living beings.
The spiritual chain he emits containing the power of space cannot be broken free even by the peak of Jiu Wen's body shedding.
But Mo Zhiyao was only in the late stage of six lines of body shedding.
Normally, with his cultivation strength, even if he self-destructed his soul body, he would never be able to shake the spiritual chain.
However, the ironclad fact in front of them broke everyone's normal understanding.
Today's battle, no matter what the outcome is, the figure of the young man in black will be imprinted on the hearts of everyone in the audience like a brand, which will be indelible for life.
"This son must not be kept, otherwise he will definitely become a serious problem for our Ling family in the future."
Ling Huang looked at Mo Zhiyao in mid-air opposite, with clear murderous intent in his eyes as deep as the stars.
Soaring up.
In the sky, Mo Zhiyao stood upright, his body covered with demon armor, and six blade wings spread out behind him.
A monstrous and ferocious atmosphere filled the air.
"What an interesting little guy.
I have to admit that compared to you, the two children of my Ling family are really useless."
Ling Huang rubbed his fingers in front of him and looked at Mo Zhiyao Said quietly.
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"However, no matter how hard you struggle today, your fate will not change at all.
The gap between you and me is never beyond your imagination."
"Since you are unwilling to leave with me honestly, I can only destroy your cultivation first and then bring it back to the clan."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Huang clapped his palm directly.
A seemingly ordinary palm actually contained a destructive smell of death.
That smell made the hairs on Mo Zhiyao's body stand up instantly.
Facing Ling Huang's palm, Mo Zhiyao knew that he couldn't take it.
Therefore, he never thought about confronting a sky-breaking major cultivator instead of being stubborn.
With Mo Zhiyao's current strength, he was simply seeking death.
The six blade wings trembled, and Mo Zhiyao instantly used the speed of Tianmo Wu to the extreme.
His figure disappeared directly from the place, and when he reappeared, he was already thousands of feet away.
"Oh" Ling Huang's eyes sharpened suddenly, and a look of surprise flashed through his deepest part.
“Decent speed, but useless” Immediately, Ling Huang gently stretched out his hand and slowly grasped it towards Mo Zhiyao.
"Space, Confinement" Mo Zhiyao had just stood firm when the void around him suddenly became distorted.
The force of distortion was many times stronger than before.
Obviously, Ling Huang increased the strength of the spatial confinement this time.
"Ah" a low growl came from Mo Zhiyao's throat, but no matter how hard he struggled frantically, this time, he could no longer break free.
"That's it."
Looking at Mo Zhiyao, who had completely lost the ability to fight back, a cruel smile appeared on Linghuang's old face, and then his mind moved, and the palm that had missed before spun around in mid-air.
He turned around and swatted towards Mo Zhiyao again
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