Looking at the square that looked like it had been ravaged by a giant beast, and the puddle of minced meat on the ground in the center of the square, the atmosphere in this space suddenly solidified, and the whole place was filled with deathly silence.
Immediately, countless horrified eyes converged on the slender figure with an indifferent expression.
After a while, a sound of cold air was sucked in one after another.
At this moment, everyone's faces, whether it was He Qiancang, Feng Huo, Ye Guxing and others, stiffened.
No one expected that He Xuan, who had the peak strength of Seven Marks Breaking the Sky, could not resist Mo Zhiyao at all.
With one move, he exploded that posture on the spot, which was an absolute crushing blow.
Moreover, what shocked them the most was that Mo Zhiyao's move just now did not activate even a trace of spiritual power in his body.
That huge spiritual palm was entirely his mobilization of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this space. condensed.
This scene is so weird and at the same time extremely shocking.
"How is this possible?"
Feng Huo's steps trembled and he almost lost his balance.
He never imagined that Mo Zhiyao could mobilize the spiritual energy of the outside world to such an incredible extent.
Feng Keer, who was behind, had a pair of beautiful eyes fixed on Mo Zhiyao.
In addition to shock, there was also a different kind of brilliance flashing through her eyes.
After two years of separation, the young man with whom he had almost entered into a marriage contract had become so powerful.
Today's Mo Zhiyao is already the kind of existence that needs to be looked up to.
After four months of hard training in Chongling Valley, Mo Zhiyao's control of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, both in speed and quantity, has reached an extremely terrifying level.
He can even mobilize the extremely active spiritual energy of heaven and earth in Chongling Valley with ease and do whatever he wants, not to mention the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here.
Basically, as long as Mo Zhiyao's mind moves, all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here will be controlled by him.
"Asshole" roared and exploded out of thin air.
He Qiancang stood up from the stone chair fiercely, his eyes red, like a wild beast that had lost its mind.
He never expected that He Xuan, in front of Mo Zhiyao, could not survive even one move and ended up completely destroyed.
He Xuan was his only son, but now, his only son was killed by Mo Zhiyao right in front of his eyes.
At this moment, He Qiancang had completely lost all reason and had only one thought in his mind: kill Mo Zhiyao "You little bastard, give my son his life," He Qiancang roared, howling like a mad dog and rushing towards Mo Zhiyao.
The powerful and vast spiritual power surged out of his body like a storm, turned into a rolling torrent, and violently suppressed Mo Zhiyao.
The furious He Qiancang had forgotten his own strength.
"Humph, since you came to the door yourself, then I will reunite you with He Xuan."
Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed coldly, and the corners of his lips raised an icy arc.
He Qiancang's cultivation level is only the peak of the Eight Patterns.
Compared to He Xuan, even if he is strong, he is only too strong.
In Mo Zhiyao's eyes, it was not worth mentioning at all.
Mo Zhiyao's body remained motionless, just looking at He Qiancang who was charging towards him with monstrous spiritual power.
Then, no matter how he acted, the spiritual energy in the surrounding heaven and earth began to boil again.
An extremely powerful sense of oppression swept away instantly, making it suffocating.
The next moment, everyone saw with horrified eyes that the rioting spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly spun up, and a huge whirlpool of spiritual energy suddenly took shape.
And the figure of He Qiancang was in the center of the spiritual whirlpool.
Moreover, the majestic spiritual energy surrounding his body was actually out of his control at this moment, and merged into the surrounding spiritual whirlpool.
It looked like an invisible force had deprived him of control over his spiritual power.
At this moment, He Qiancang's rationality that had been lost due to rage returned slightly.
The situation before him suddenly made him wake up.
At this time, he remembered that it seemed to be an extremely stupid move to challenge Mo Zhiyao with his own strength.
"Not good."
He Qiancang's face instantly turned pale when he woke up.
He glanced at the spiritual energy whirlpool around him that contained the spiritual fluctuations that made his heart palpitate.
He did not dare to hesitate at the moment and retreated violently, planning to escape from here. .
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"Why don't you plan to avenge your son?"
Mo Zhiyao looked at this scene with narrowed eyes, and the smile on his face was extremely cold and sarcastic.
"It's just that if you want to leave, you have to agree with me."
After the words fell, Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly turned sharp, and his mind moved, and the huge whirlpool of spiritual energy began to spin at an astonishing speed.
In the high-speed rotating spiritual energy vortex, terrifying power that was so sharp that it could tear apart the void suddenly erupted.
Then He Qiancang was involved overwhelmingly.
"Ah" a shrill scream sounded from the spiritual energy vortex.
He Qiancang's heart was shaken, and his eyes were filled with fear.
Because he discovered that this whirlpool of spiritual energy not only contained an absorbing force that he could not resist, but also made it impossible for him to escape.
Moreover, those sharp power blades almost completely ignored his own defense, tearing apart all his spiritual protection like a piece of bamboo with a destructive and arrogant attitude, and then tore his body into pieces.
Every inch of tearing and cutting.
Bloody red blood, mixed with minced meat, shot out in the whirlpool of spiritual energy, and was then ruthlessly stirred into nothingness.
The shadow of death instantly enveloped He Qiancang's heart, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably.
"Palace Master Meng, save me."
The approach of death almost made He Qiancang mentally collapsed.
He knew that the only person who could save him now was Meng Fentian from the Fire God Palace.
"Mo Zhiyao, you don't have the qualifications to show off in front of me."
As if in response to He Qiancang's plea for help, ripples suddenly appeared in the void somewhere, and soon, a shining star The huge spiritual palm with bright spiritual light burst out from the void there and grabbed He Qiancang who was trapped in the spiritual energy whirlpool.
On the spiritual palm, there are clearly visible groove-like palm lines, emitting a powerful and heart-stopping wave.
Under the interference of that kind of fluctuation, the spiritual energy vortex seemed to be suppressed and showed signs of stagnation.
"Are you a strong man born from reincarnation?"
Feeling the powerful spiritual power fluctuations emanating from the spiritual power palm, Mo Zhiyao raised his eyebrows slightly, but there was no obvious fluctuation in the expression on his face.
A hint of disdain slowly rose at the corner of Mo Zhiyao's lips, but his eyes suddenly turned cold.
"You really think highly of yourself when you save people in front of me and only use this kind of offensive."
A terrifying aura of destruction suddenly filled the air from the spiritual energy vortex, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth there actually became chaotic.
"burst" A faint voice came from Mo Zhiyao's mouth.
The next moment, the expression on He Qiancang's face, which was filled with ecstasy, suddenly solidified.
"boom" The earth-shattering explosion of spiritual power resounded throughout the world.
A huge mushroom cloud soared into the sky.
The violent spiritual shock wave spread like a tidal wave.
At the edges, the space shows traces of distortion.
The giant spiritual palm protruding from the void was hit head-on by the exploding spiritual energy vortex.
Then, twisted cracks exploded on its surface.
The spiritual energy shock wave containing terrifying power continuously hit the spiritual palm.
Finally, the spiritual palm finally made an overwhelming sound of shattering and shattered.
The wind howled, and the space here was wildly ravaged by violent spiritual energy shock waves.
The surrounding people belonging to different factions were immediately knocked upside down by the impact.
Among them, there were many unlucky ones who were too close.
They were bombarded with blood spurting out and fell down from mid-air, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
Although Feng Huo, Ye Guxing and others were not far from the center of the explosion, they were not affected at all because of Mo Zhiyao's protection.
In front of everyone, there was a faint space barrier that seemed thin, but was extremely strong, blocking out the terrifying aftermath without revealing it at all.
Looking at the scene in front of them, Feng Huo and others' faces twitched and their faces turned pale.
Mo Zhiyao's methods were really ruthless and decisive.
With such a terrifying spiritual power explosion, there is no need to say more about He Qiancang's fate.
To put it bluntly, he is the pinnacle of the Eight Patterns of Breaking the Sky.
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I am afraid that even a strong person in the early stage of reincarnation will not be able to escape death if he falls into it.
Among everyone, Feng Keer and Ye Tian had spent some time together with Mo Zhiyao.
Therefore, I have some understanding of the latter's xinxing methods.
After not seeing each other for more than two years, the young man in front of me has surged in strength to a terrifying level, and at the same time, his ruthless behavior has become even more ruthless than in the past.
The crazy and raging spiritual storm, after lasting for dozens of breaths, finally showed signs of dissipating.
In the sky, the chaotic spiritual power fluctuations gradually returned to calmness, and finally, completely calmed down.
Mo Zhiyao slowly raised his head, with a cold smile of disdain on his face, and looked towards the opposite side.
There, there were dozens of figures standing in the sky.
There was a deep look of horror in everyone's eyes.
And in the front and center of these people is an old man wearing a fiery red robe, surrounded by extremely powerful spiritual energy fluctuations.
The old man's beard and hair are all red in color, and from a distance, he looks like a ball of flames.
The blazing spiritual power was like a fiery snake, swaying and curling around the edges of its body.
A terrifying high temperature permeated the air, causing the space in that area to become distorted.
At this moment, the old man's face was quite gloomy, and there was obvious anger and killing intent in his eyes.
"The Lord of the Fire God Palace, Meng Fentian?"
Mo Zhiyao looked at the red-haired old man who was staring at him, and the curve of his lips became more and more serious
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