"Mo Zhiyao, what can you do even if you have the blood of dragon and phoenix in my body?
I also have the blood of Kunpeng.
As long as I can be baptized by the holy blood, I can also become a true Kunpeng.
My cultivation is far better than yours.
You, What qualifications do you have to fight with me?”
Kunyu's deep and solemn roar echoed in the sky.
The moment the roar fell, an extremely shocking and violent hurricane suddenly swept out from Kunpeng's body at Kunyu's feet.
The black thunder storm covering the sky suddenly stagnated, and then exploded with a bang.
The lightning rolled and spread.
Finally, it hit the defensive light layer jointly arranged by many strong men of the Jukun tribe, causing ripples.
After driving back the black thunder, the terrifying spiritual hurricane was directed towards Mo Zhiyao to suppress it.
However, when he was still dozens of feet away from his body, he was blocked by an invisible wave, preventing him from making any progress.
Mo Zhiyao's eyes fell on Kunyu, who had a crazy look on his face, he smiled faintly and remained silent.
Mo Zhiyao's reaction made the anger in Kunyu's eyes even more intense.
As soon as he held his hand, the green flames on Kunpeng's body at his feet condensed crazily in his palm, and then turned into a blue spear.
At the front of the spear, as the tip of the spear trembled, blue wind whirlpools visible to the naked eye appeared, making a heart-stopping whirlpool sound as they turned.
And at that moment in front of Kunyu's hand holding the field, Mo Zhiyao could clearly feel that the momentum around the former became more violent.
"Today, I will make you defeated so that you will be convinced that your little ability is not enough to compete with me."
"The Wind-Destroying Sky Spear" Kunyu's face was ferocious, a cold light surged in his eyes, and he stamped Kunpeng's body under him with the sole of his foot.
Kunpeng's body suddenly raised its head to the sky and let out a loud roar.
A pair of hanging cloud wings flapped fiercely.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew up between the sky and the earth.
The howling wind was triggered by the gun in Kunyu's hand, and then turned into a series of terrifying guns.
The glow shrouded Mo Zhiyao overwhelmingly.
The spear's power pointed at Mo Zhiyao's vitals.
Seeing Kunyu's sharp spear light sweeping through the hole, Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed slightly, and the majestic power of chaos surged out of his body.
The Demon Emperor's scepter in his palm danced at high speed, and black thunder arcs sizzled.
Intertwined into a grid, all the endless gun light was blocked.
However, every time the kun jade spear light fell, a circle of clear traces of space would ripple in the void where Mo Zhiyao was standing.
In the end, even space cracks exploded.
Looking around, it is shocking.
Seeing that his offensive was unable to break through Mo Zhiyao's impregnable and powerful defense, Kunyu's face became even colder.
Kunyu had now used all his magic bodies, but he still couldn't do anything to Mo Zhiyao.
How could he endure this situation?
"Peng Wang Tianling" Kunyu flicked the gun in his hand, and the gun shadows in the sky immediately disappeared.
Immediately, he formed a seal with one hand, and then slapped Kunpeng's body under him heavily.
As his palm fell, the Kunpeng body suddenly raised its head to the sky and let out a sharp roar.
The next moment, the countless wind whirlpools shrouded in green flames on the surface of Kunpeng's body turned into blue feathers.
Kunyu's handprint suddenly changed again, and those feathers gathered together like lightning, piling up layer by layer on top of the war gun in his hand.
In the blink of an eye, the war spear in Kunyu's hand turned into a beautiful Kunpeng feather, about ten feet in size.
On the feathers, there was a bright spiritual light flashing, and a terrifying wave that was almost destructive seeped out of it.
The feathers took shape, Kunyu raised his head, smiled solemnly at Mo Zhiyao, then flicked his arm fiercely, and the feathers turned into a stream of light, which shot towards Mo Zhiyao from an extremely tricky angle. go.
Feeling the terrifying fluctuations carried on the feathers, Mo Zhiyao's eyes became particularly solemn.
That kind of fluctuation made the skin all over his body tighten.
Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Zhiyao thrust out his arm, and the Demon Emperor's scepter turned into a stream of light.
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It also drew a wonderful arc in mid-air, and then hit the feather with incredible accuracy. feather.
However, the next scene made Mo Zhiyao's pupils shrink severely, and a chill rose from the palms of his feet and went straight to the Tianling Cap.
After the cyan feather collided with the Demon Emperor's scepter, there was no earth-shattering violent impact.
In just a flash, the Demon Emperor's scepter suddenly solidified and then split in the middle.
At the cross section, the entry is smooth.
Immediately, it turned into a puff of light and scattered in the sky.
Cutting off the Demon Emperor's scepter, the cyan feathers were as powerful as lightning.
The speed was so fast that it was unimaginable.
Like a cyan thunder, it tore a dark space crack in the void behind, and then shot straight in front of everyone.
Xiang Mo Zhiyuan.
When the green-feather lightning exploded dozens of feet in front of Mo Zhiyao, Kunyu smiled ferociously, and then clenched it with his palms.
"boom" A green tornado that was a hundred feet thick instantly rose into the sky with the force of a storm, occupying everyone's field of vision.
The storm was filled with indescribable terrifying tearing power.
That kind of power could easily tear apart the body and spirit of an early ancient strongman.
Even if you fall into it in the middle ancient times, you will probably have to pay a heavy price to get out.
Looking at the blue tornado that devastated the entire martial arts arena, in the sky outside the square, most of the elders of the giant Kun tribe had expressions of ecstasy on their faces.
Only a few, such as Kun Yan, Liu Hanyan and the people from his faction turned ugly.
Although Kun Wanli's face was also filled with unconcealable joy, it was not as obvious as it was.
He turned around and looked at the Lord of Xingxiu next to him, and said with a smile: "Palace Master of Xingxiu, Quan Zi's actions are a bit ignorant.
But don't worry, Lord, no matter how injured Commander Mo is, we, the Giant Kun Clan" Before Kun Wanli finished speaking, his voice became lower and lower, because he found that there was no displeasure or disappointment on the face of the Lord of Stars.
On the contrary, there was a touch of amusement in his eyes. .
"Clan Chief Wanli, this battle is not over yet.
It would be too early to be happy now."
The Lord of Stars turned his head slightly, glanced at Kun Wanli, and said calmly.
"What?"
Kun Wanli was startled when he heard this, and before he could say his next words, a powerful wave that made the entire Kunpeng space tremble suddenly erupted from the martial arts arena.
The expressions of many powerful men from the Jukun clan suddenly changed, and then with a swish sound, they focused their gazes.
After seeing the scene clearly, everyone's expressions suddenly solidified.
Streams of dazzling purple-gold light burst out from the huge blue tornado, and then tore it apart layer by layer.
That kind of brilliance made the whole world covered with a layer of purple-gold luster.
An ancient coercion that suppressed the heaven and earth swept the entire place in an extremely arrogant manner.
The violent green tornado, eroded by the coercion and purple-gold light, quickly faded and finally dissipated.
A huge nine-story pagoda appeared in everyone's field of vision.
The nine-story pagoda, purple-gold in color, stands between the sky and the earth.
The tower body has a metallic luster and is covered with ancient and mysterious patterns.
There are nine holes like black holes in each direction, each occupying one layer.
As the black hole rotates, it emits a terrifying devouring force, as if even the light in this space is being absorbed into it.
Many Jukun clan members with lower cultivation levels suddenly turned pale and their bodies trembled slightly.
There are even some people who are suppressed by that ancient wave and cannot stay in the sky, falling into dust.
"This is the body of law" Dry voices came intermittently from Kun Wanli's mouth, and the shock in his eyes could no longer be concealed.
"He, he actually evolved a real legal body" No one in the Jukun clan believed what they saw.
They have never even heard of, let alone seen, people who can evolve legal bodies at the early ancient levels.
Kun Yan and Liu Hanyan in the crowd looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
Immediately, the originally ugly expression was replaced by a deep surprise.
"This kid actually evolved a magical body."
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Kunyu, who was standing proudly on Kunpeng's magical body, couldn't help but have a look of horror in his eyes when he saw Mo Zhiyao's Heavenly Demon Futu magical body, and an expression appeared on his face.
There was a moment of sluggishness, and his hands suddenly clenched tightly.
But immediately, the shock was forcibly suppressed by him.
"Even if he has evolved a legal body, the outcome of today's battle will not change because of anything."
Kunyu obviously has strong confidence in his own strength.
Although Mo Zhiyao also evolved a legal body, he did not think that with the latter's level of cultivation, he could defeat him.
The reason is that no one among the powerful giants in the field can see the true quality of Mo Zhiyao's body.
If they knew that Mo Zhiyao's body was of gold-level quality, Kun Wanli would immediately make Kunyu admit defeat.
The quality of Kunyu's legal body is only half-silver.
Compared with the gold-level legal body, it is not worth mentioning at all.
The quality gap between the legal bodies is enough to make up for the cultivation gap between the two.
What's more, anyone who is not blind now knows that Mo Zhiyao's true strength is beyond what his superficial level of cultivation can achieve.
A young, slender figure appeared on the top of the Heavenly Demon Pagoda.
Mo Zhiyao looked at Kunyu across from him, narrowed his eyes, and then stretched out a finger to point to the opposite side.
A chilling smile flashed across his handsome face, and a faint voice echoed in the next moment.
In this sky.
"One move will defeat you
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