On the edge of the sea of death fire, many powerful people stand in line.
Among them, two figures facing each other were facing each other from a distance, and sparks seemed to be flying between each other's eyes.
Senhan's murderous intent spread out unabashedly from the bodies of these two people.
"That's not a small tone.
I don't know if you have the strength to match it."
Leng Jiuming's face was indifferent, and he stepped forward, stepping into the void step by step, walking towards Mo Zhiyao.
A spiritual pressure as heavy as a mountain seeped out of Leng Jiuming's body, causing the entire space to emit an overwhelming low sonic boom.
The spiritual pressure swept over and suppressed Mo Zhiyao.
Mo Zhiyao's expression remained unchanged, and no one could see how he was acting.
A hurricane-like wave of spiritual power surged out of his body and soared into the sky.
That aura caused everyone's expressions to change immediately, and even Leng Jiuming's eyes tightened.
The expressions on the faces of top experts such as Bi Tong and Deng Ku also became serious.
Even Zhou Lin had a glint in his eyes.
"How is this possible in the realm of eight calamities?"
Leng Jiuchen, who was behind him, suddenly turned pale, with a look of horror in his eyes.
"How long has it taken for this kid to survive the eighth heavenly tribulation?"
It had only been less than a month since he left the Blood Pool Condensation Tower in Kunpeng's ancestral land that day.
Mo Zhiyao's cultivation has improved again, and the speed of this improvement has reached a level that can be called terrifying.
Others didn't know it, but Leng Jiuchen knew it in his heart.
Because if we push the time forward one month, that is, two months ago, Mo Zhiyao's cultivation was only at the fourth level of heavenly calamity.
Leng Jiuchen didn't know how many people had done this in the past and present to survive four heavenly tribulations in two months.
But based on his experience, he had never heard of it.
Leng Jiuchen's eyes were filled with uncontrollable horror and fear.
Now, let alone fighting against Mo Zhiyao, the coercion that permeated the latter's body made him tremble, and he couldn't even muster the courage to take action.
"No wonder you dare to be so arrogant.
It turns out you still have this kind of strength."
After a brief surprise, Leng Jiuming's face returned to its original state without any emotional fluctuations.
"But this level of strength is still not enough in front of me."
Leng Jiuming sneered, with strong confidence still in his eyes, but the disdain and contempt before had disappeared.
Leng Jiuming has absolute confidence in his own strength.
He believed that no one at the same level could be his opponent.
Although ranked on the list of gods and demons, he ranked third.
But that kind of ranking is only based on each person's past performance.
Especially the top ten, who have never touched each other at all.
Therefore, the ranking of gods and demons is very valuable, but the authenticity of the ranking is not the same.
There were many powerful people in the field, Leng Jiuming asked himself, the only one who made him a little afraid was Zhou Lin.
After all, on the surface, the latter's cultivation level is one level higher than his.
Leng Jiuming didn't even notice the rest.
"It's really noisy enough.
You'll know if you do it."
Mo Zhiyao was not shaken by Leng Jiuming's words.
He smiled faintly, his eyes filled with coldness, and the violent hurricane-like aura fluctuations made the whole space...
It's turbulent.
"Just what I want."
Leng Jiuming smiled solemnly, and the spiritual power fluctuations around his body suddenly became extremely powerful.
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The murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised.
Seeing this, the people around him retreated a little further.
Even the top ten people on the list of gods and demons who had been standing still began to retreat at this moment.
Leng Jiuming and Mo Zhiyao, powerful men of their level, could wield the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth in a single move.
It would not be a good thing to get caught in it and be affected.
"Buzz" And just when everyone retreated and gave way to the place, Mo Zhiyao and Leng Jiuming were about to take action.
An invisible but substantial wave of power swept out from the sea of death fire ahead like a terrifying wave amid sudden roars.
That kind of fluctuation caused everyone's expressions to change dramatically, including Mo Zhiyao and Leng Jiuming.
Everyone's eyes converged in unison, and they saw monstrous black flames roaring up from the sea of death fire in front of them.
The terrifying death energy was like a dark cloud, and the entire world was plunged into darkness at this moment.
"What's going on?"
Exclamations resounded one after another in the crowd.
It was obvious that everyone was a little overwhelmed by the changes in front of them.
Mo Zhiyao moved and flew directly back to Long Zhan and Qing Xin, looking ahead warily.
And Leng Jiuming did the same, returning to his team.
In the scene in front of them, no one knew what was happening.
So the two of them quickly gave up and turned around.
Gazes filled with horror were cast towards the sea of death fire in front of them, filled with surprise and uncertainty.
Everyone's bodies are filled with majestic spiritual power, and they are obviously ready to deal with all changes.
And under the gaze of everyone, they saw a black fire wave rising like a tsunami in the sea of death fire in front of them.
The fire wave fell, and the ground beneath his feet began to tremble.
After this fire wave and tsunami lasted for nearly half an hour, everyone clearly noticed that in this world, the originally rich and heart-stopping death energy actually started to fluctuate violently.
Then it dissipated little by little.
Although this dissipation did not completely dissipate the death energy here, the intensity of it was reduced by countless levels.
In the sea of death fire, the black fire waves rising all over the sky are now less than ten feet high.
Compared with before, they have weakened by at least 50%.
"This is..."
Looking at the scene in front of him, Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he remembered something.
And at this moment, an exclamation filled with ecstasy and disbelief first came out from the crowd.
"Oh my god, the sea of death fire has weakened.
This is true, it is true."
At this moment, the expressions on the faces of all the powerful men in this area changed from the previous alertness and horror to uncontrollable ecstasy.
After hundreds and nearly a thousand years, this sea of death fire finally weakened when the God's Burial Demon Origin was opened this time.
This kind of thing is like pie in the sky, making everyone feel dizzy.
In the last period of time before the Fengshen Burial Demon Plain is closed, all the strong men with a certain level of strength will gather here.
Over the years, this has become an unwritten rule, or a habit, and it is the same in every session.
Originally, many powerful people who came here only came here with a slim hope.
Most people actually never thought in their hearts that the Sea of Death and Fire would weaken.
What they didn't expect was that their luck was so good that it was unbelievable.
This sea of death fire has really weakened this time.
In other words, they are the first people who have been able to enter the God's Burial Platform in the past thousand years.
As we all know, the God's Burial Demon Platform is the greatest treasure in the God's Burial Demon Plain.
Here, any harvest can make people crazy This area that no one has set foot on in thousands of years has been opened this time.
At this moment, everyone was extremely excited.
Even Zhou Lin, who had always remained calm before, now had a look of uncontrollable excitement on his face.
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He came here just to obtain the bloodline power of his ancient ancestors, the Qilin clan.
In the past nearly a year, he had traveled almost all over the God Burial Demon Field, but the results he obtained made him quite depressed.
The ancestral land of the Qilin clan has fallen, and there is no trace of ancestral blood left in it.
This God Burial Demon Platform is his last glimmer of hope.
However, in view of the fact that this sea of death fire has never weakened in the past, he did not hold much hope in his heart.
It was just a bit of luck and unwillingness in his heart that brought him here.
What he never expected was that Xu Shitian pitifully saw that the sea of death fire actually weakened this time.
After a brief exclamation, the ecstasy and disbelief in everyone's eyes began to dissipate.
Instead, it was filled with a rich and greedy red luster, like a wild beast.
Then, no one knew who started it first, and his body turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the sea of death fire.
And his actions were tantamount to a fuse, instantly detonating the atmosphere in the venue.
"Go ahead" In an instant, countless figures soared into the sky, densely packed, like locusts crossing the border, overwhelming and rushing forward.
Everyone knows that the first person to rush through this sea of death fire and enter the God's Burial Platform has the greatest chance of obtaining a treasure or opportunity that will make countless people jealous.
Zhou Lin turned around, glanced at Mo Zhiyao, and with a movement of his body, he rushed out, turned into a shadow of flowing light, and swept into the sea of death fire.
Upon seeing this, Bi Tong, Deng Ku, Su Xinghuan and many other top ten powerful men on the list of gods and demons stopped procrastinating and set off one after another.
Leng Jiuming looked at the sea of death fire in front of him with fiery eyes, then turned around and smiled coldly at Mo Zhiyao.
"I've got an advantage on you this time, so you're lucky.
Of course, I hope to meet you again in the Gods and Demons Burial Platform.
However, if you are afraid of death, now is a good opportunity to escape."
After saying that, Leng Jiuming stood up directly, waved his palm, and then rushed out first, rushing into the sea of death fire.
Behind him, Leng Jiuchen and others immediately followed.
Obviously, under the current situation, Leng Jiuming was no longer in the mood to take action with Mo Zhiyao.
"snort" Mo Zhiyao snorted coldly and did not answer.
At this time, he also had no intention of fighting with Leng Jiuming.
After taking a look at the figures flying across the sky, Mo Zhiyao turned around and nodded towards Qing Xin and Long Zhan.
"Let's go too: