Over the square.
"boom" The majestic and vast spiritual power roared out of the Nanya Demon's body like a wave, sweeping across the sky.
The spiritual power of rising black flames was like billowing thick smoke, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
The Nanya Demon is holding a black demon heavy sword, with black flames curling around it, and waves of powerful spiritual power are emitted.
In his eyes, there was a murderous intention so strong that it was almost substantial, and he stared at Mo Zhiyao opposite him.
"Boy, it's time to end everything."
Nanya Yao's eyes were filled with violence, he looked at Mo Zhiyao with an extremely sinister look, and shouted sternly.
Being forced to this point by Mo Zhiyao, Nanya Yao almost went crazy.
At this moment, he had no reservations and unleashed all his fighting power.
"Are you going to fight for your life?"
Mo Zhiyao clenched the Immovable Dragon Stick in his palm and slowly narrowed his eyes.
"However, you have found the wrong person to fight for."
When a single line was transformed, Mo Zhiyao was able to force the projection clone of Shi Huazun, who had the power to transform four lines, to the point of almost defeat.
Now, his cultivation has been promoted to the realm of dual patterns, and at the same time, a new sky pattern has been integrated again.
His combat power has shown another dramatic increase.
Now, if Mo Zhiyao faced the projection clone of the Ten Huazun again, he would be able to successfully kill it without resorting to the power of the dragon and phoenix guards.
This South Cliff Demon is really weaker than the projection clone of the Ten Huazun.
After all, the latter is a genuine ancient cultivator.
How can Mo Zhiyao be afraid of him?
On the opposite side, Nanya Yao released his hand, and the black demon sword floated in front of him out of thin air, with the tip of the sword facing outward, pointing far away.
Nanya Yao's palm trembled, and black blood suddenly appeared on his fingertips.
The blood glowing with strange black light exuded a strong smell of blood, and powerful spiritual power fluctuations spread out from it.
"Chichi" The Nanya Demon's five fingers were waving in front of him strangely, and the fingertips brought up black blood lines in the void, and these blood lines intertwined to form an extremely strange pattern.
The pattern takes shape, as if it is alive, constantly flickering and squirming.
But the face of the Nanya Demon turned pale at this moment.
But the cruel look in his eyes became more and more serious.
"Black Demon Pattern" Nanya Yao's hoarse voice sounded, and the next moment, the pattern drawn by black blood shrank back like lightning and landed in the middle of his forehead.
Black patterns, like extremely venomous snakes, spread along the face of the Nanya Demon, and then on its face, a terrifying black blood symbol was outlined.
If you look carefully at this moment, you will find that the current face of the Nanya Demon is very similar to the demonic face on the black demon sword.
That feeling was weird and inexplicable.
"I really didn't expect that Nanya Demon would even use this black demon pattern.
It seems that he is really ready to kill Mo Zhiyao here."
The four people from Cangyun below looked at each other, and they could all see the horror in their eyes.
The black demon pattern is an extremely terrifying secret technique passed down from generation to generation by the Nanya family.
It is said that the root of its activation is the overdraft of one's own vitality.
Although this technique is extremely vicious and does great harm to oneself, once activated, the power that can be unleashed is also quite terrifying.
Among the younger generation of the entire Nanya family, only Nanya Yao has successfully cultivated this secret technique.
As for Nanya Hong and his ilk, they are not even qualified to practice it.
It was obvious that at this moment, Nanya Yao was already determined to kill Mo Zhiyao.
Under the gaze of countless horrified eyes, a little bit of scarlet red condensed in the center of Nanya Yao's eyes that were filled with darkness.
Immediately, he grabbed the black demon sword suspended in front of him, and the black blood streaks on his face squirmed directly down, wrapping around the huge sword body along his arm.
As the black blood lines spread and intertwined, the black demon sword suddenly began to tremble violently.
A bloodthirsty wave spread wildly.
Black light lingered, and an extremely ferocious and monstrous face appeared in front of the Nanya Yao.
Across from him, Mo Zhiyao looked at this scene coldly, without interrupting, and just watched with indifference as the Nanya Demon unleashed his most powerful attack.
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Mo Zhiyao wanted to know how far his current true combat power could go against a strong man of this level.
"boom"
The monstrous black flames erupted from the South Cliff Demon's body, and even the sky became dark because of it.
"Black Demon Sword Demon Sword Devouring the Sky" The Nanya Demon roared loudly, shook his arm, and a thousand-foot-long black sword light burst out from the Black Demon Sword.
Black flames flowed in it like black magma.
The strong smell of blood makes people change their color.
Black sword light rose into the sky, and even the thick clouds in the sky above were torn apart.
"cut" The Nanya Demon waved his arm, and the light in the entire space suddenly dimmed.
The huge black sword light suddenly swooped down towards Mo Zhiyao overwhelmingly.
The world was instantly filled with that black wave. shrouded.
The speed of the sword light was extremely fast, and many people only saw a black light passing by.
The speed was extremely fast.
"Mo Zhiyao, that's it."
Nanya Yao looked at Mo Zhiyao, who had been locked by him, with violent eyes.
His lips curled up, and his teeth stained with blood looked particularly ferocious.
His attack was one that even a powerful person in the late stage of metamorphosis with five lines would not dare to regret.
He didn't believe that Mo Zhiyao could escape such an attack.
Amidst the roar of the South Cliff Demon, Mo Zhiyao slowly raised his head and looked at the black sword light reflected in his eyes.
However, his hands slowly clenched tightly, not moving the bright golden light on the dragon stick.
The light shines like a blazing sun.
On the body, a total of thirty dragon and phoenix light patterns condensed out, rotating and entrenching.
The majestic spiritual power is like an electric arc, jumping and flashing crazily on the surface of the body.
"Howl" The shocking roar of dragons and phoenixes resounded from Mo Zhiyao's body, and then swept across the world.
An ancient coercion that moved the world seemed to come from the ancient times.
In Mo Zhiyao's eyes, the appearance of a dragon and phoenix emerged.
The immobile dragon stick was raised toward the sky, golden red light shone in the sky, and a huge majestic throne appeared out of thin air above its head.
A total of thirty dragon and phoenix light patterns roared out and merged into the throne.
"Boom" A thunderous explosion of spiritual energy resounded crazily in the throne room, and a wave of terror that suppressed the world surged out like a tidal wave.
As Mo Zhiyao's cultivation strength increased, the terrifying aspects of the Fengtian Dragon Seat were gradually revealed, revealing its ferociousness.
"boom" Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly became extremely ferocious, and he smashed his arms down hard.
As the immovable dragon rod roared out, the ancient throne also roared in the sky with the sound of thunder that would destroy the world.
Passed by, and then collided with the black sword light in countless horrified eyes.
"Boom" The earth-shattering impact resounded, and the terrifying power was released like a flood, raging crazily in the sky and turning directly into a storm.
The entire sky seemed to collapse at this moment.
Many of the people around the square spurted out mouthfuls of blood, and their faces instantly turned pale.
Nanya Yao's face was completely pale at this moment.
Because he was shocked to see huge cracks exploding on the black sword light.
A whine sounded, cracks spread, and finally there was a bang and it exploded.
The black sword light exploded, but the ancient throne continued to strike, and struck down the Nanya Demon whose face changed drastically.
The Nanya Demon was horrified, and tried his best to raise the black demon sword in his hand, trying to resist.
However, when the ancient throne was truly suppressed, he realized the terrifying power contained therein.
The black demon sword trembled violently, and the spiritual fluctuations and luster on it quickly dimmed.
"How dare you stop me even with a broken sword" A thunderous roar sounded, and a figure shot out with electricity, and then the Immovable Dragon Stick drew a dazzling arc in the air and hit the Black Demon Sword heavily.
"Click" A crisp cracking sound sounded, and a sharp whine could be heard faintly.
The black demon sword was directly smashed into fragments all over the sky by Mo Zhiyao's stick.
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A top-notch chaos-level spiritual treasure was completely scrapped.
Nanya Yao's attack with all its strength was completely wiped out by Mo Zhiyao's offensive, and it was almost crushed.
"Nan Cliff Demon, come and die" With one stick, he shattered the black demon sword.
Mo Zhiyao looked at the Nanya demon who had completely lost all defenses.
He raised a bloody and violent arc at the corner of his mouth.
Without moving in his hand, the dragon stick fell like a broken bamboo, and finally hit the latter's body. superior "Bang" The low, scalp-shattering bombardment echoed in this huge square.
Everyone saw a mass of crimson minced meat blooming in the sky like fireworks.
Under such beauty, there is a shadow of death, which makes people feel chilling.
When the stick fell to the ground, the square below suddenly trembled, and layers of power ripples visible to the naked eye brought up smoke that filled the sky and swept across the entire thousand-foot area.
With a stick, Mo Zhiyao blasted the Nanya Demon's body and spirit into pieces, destroying all the bones and body.
Everyone was looking at the young figure standing in the air holding a long stick in horror.
Such ruthless methods have made countless people tremble.
"This is... too cruel."
The faces of Cangyun and the others below were also pale at this moment, with fear surging in their eyes.
This Mo Zhiyao was too ruthless.
He was the Nanya Demon.
In terms of cultivation strength, he was much stronger than them.
Unexpectedly, he was killed by the latter like this.
This guy is simply a demon god who climbed out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
He is so violent and ferocious that even those desperadoes who have been hanging around on the tip of the knife all year round cannot compare
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