The whole square was filled with a strange dead silence.
The faint trace of blood on the corner of Dugu Jinghong's lips fell into the eyes of all the people of the Dugu family, making them all feel an unreal illusion.
In their eyes, Dugu Jinghong, who had always been regarded as invincible, was actually injured by Mo Zhiyao.
How could this be possible?
Immediately, the eyes of these people flashed with crazy killing intent.
This Mo Zhiyao, who dared to injure the goddess in their eyes, was so unpardonable that even if he died ten thousand times, he would still be unable to atone for his sin.
At this moment, if Dugu Zixiao was not sitting in the field, these young people from the Dugu family would probably swarm up and tear Mo Zhiyao into pieces.
Sensing the fierce glances around him, Mo Zhiyao curled his lips quietly.
It seemed that Dugu Jinghong really had a sacred and inviolable status in the minds of these people.
Of course, Mo Zhiyao didn't really take these looks to heart.
In the sky, Dugu Jinghong raised his bare hands and wiped the corners of his lips.
Looking at the faint blood stains on her jade fingers, her crescent-shaped dark eyebrows frowned slightly, and then she said calmly and calmly: "It seems that I still look down on you."
Mo Zhiyao smiled when he heard this, held the Demon Emperor's scepter in his hand, and said casually: "Then you'd better not make such a mistake again.
Otherwise, you will regret it."
"Teachable."
Dugu Jinghong smiled faintly and nodded.
There was a hint of fierce fighting spirit in his smile that he had not seen before.
Dugu Jinghong's smile, set off by the clouds of green silk hanging down her shoulders, revealed a breathtaking beauty.
Seeing the many strong men around the square, they were suddenly dazzled and couldn't help themselves.
However, such a smile fell in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, but it made him feel a chill in his heart.
He had a feeling that Dugu Jinghong was now completely serious.
Dugu Jinghong pointed forward with his long sword, locking it on Mo Zhiyao from afar.
The majestic sword energy suddenly burst out from her charming body like a stormy sea.
The next moment, she grasped her jade hand, and the Jinghong Sword in her hand shattered into pieces.
At the same time, the sword energy erupting from her body also surged to an extreme level.
"Dharma Body Sword King" The moment Dugu Jinghong's clear and melodious voice echoed in the sky, a huge long sword with a length of one hundred feet condensed out behind her.
The sharp sword energy made the reinforced void unable to withstand it, and tiny cracks were torn out.
On the sword body, mysterious patterns are engraved, and the clear sword chants keep resounding from the long sword, as if it has its own life spirit.
Arcs of silver light shine endlessly on it like elves.
Dugu Jinghong's hands bloomed like orchids in front of him, intertwining a series of mysterious seals.
Then, she turned her hand and slapped it on the Sword Emperor's legal body behind her.
"Use my body to become the soul of the sword.
Use the body of the sword to condense my body."
"The Body of the Sword King" The sound like ancient Sanskrit music came out from Dugu Jinghong's mouth, and at the same time, a monstrous aura suddenly erupted from the Sword Emperor's body behind him.
Sword energy spread all over the sky, like a condensed river of sword energy.
An extremely terrifying and sharp wave emanated from the river of sword energy.
And the Sword Emperor's legal body also sank into it.
The next moment, in the sword energy river winding at the feet of Dugu Jinghong, suddenly there was a monstrous sword light rising into the sky.
Then, everyone's expressions changed drastically when they saw that in the sword light, there was a line of about a hundred feet.
A huge figure slowly rose from it.
That figure looked a little slender and graceful, and looking at his face, he looked exactly the same as Dugu Jinghong.
She holds a long sword, slumped behind her.
When the pair of closed eyes slowly opened, there was an indescribable feeling of beauty radiating out, which made the whole world eclipse.
This figure seems to be the incarnation of beauty, but anyone can detect that under that breathtaking beauty, there is an extremely powerful spiritual power fluctuation.
Looking at that beautiful figure, even Mo Zhiyao's expression couldn't help but change.
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Waves of chills appeared on his skin, and an extremely dangerous wave surged into his heart.
At the same time, there was deep shock in his eyes.
Because he recognized that the figure with feet on the sword river and a jade hand holding a sword was shockingly the prototype of the incarnation.
Dugu Jinghong, like himself, had evolved the preliminary form of the incarnation outside the body.
Moreover, as the basis of the prototype of the incarnation The Sword Emperor's body is truly silver-level quality.
Over the years, apart from the Lord of the Stars, Mo Zhiyao has never seen anyone possess a silver-level body.
"Unexpectedly, this boy actually forced my sister to use the Sword Emperor's body."
Dugu Weiwo looked at the two figures in the sky with shocked eyes and said in a deep voice.
"However, in this way, my sister will definitely win this battle."
Dugu Juexue on the side also nodded after hearing this.
They couldn't think of any other means that Mo Zhiyao could use to fight against Dugu Jinghong who had used the Sword King's body.
In the main stand, for the first time, a nervous look appeared on the jade face of the Lord of the Stars.
At this time, Dugu Jinghong made her feel a little troubled.
And Xiaoyou and others were even more oppressed by the fierce momentum of the Sword King's body, making it difficult to breathe.
In fact, not only them, but also all the strong men in the square at this moment, few of them can withstand the pressure of the sword energy of the Sword Emperor's body.
Many people even showed signs of disorder in their spiritual energy due to the pressure of that kind of sword energy.
Dugu Zixiao looked at the Sword Emperor's body with deep shock in her eyes.
Then he nodded, his voice low enough that only he could hear it.
"This girl has actually reached this level.
It seems that it's time for me, an old guy, to step down and give way to someone new."
Square below.
Dugu Jinghong, as the name suggests, appears on the shoulder of the Sword King like a flash of Jinghong.
He looked at Mo Zhiyao with cold eyes and said calmly: "I know that you also have a hidden trump card.
Take it out.
Otherwise, you will never have another chance."
As soon as Dugu Jinghong said these words, many powerful men in this world were moved and pale, and then their horrified eyes suddenly focused on the young man wearing the Dragon King's armor.
Could it be said that he still has any means to fight against Dugu Jinghong's failure at this moment.
"It's impossible that this kid only has a magic body that he hasn't used yet.
But an ordinary magic body can't match my sister's Sword Emperor Body."
Dugu Weiwo stared at Mo Zhiyao and roared.
He never believed that the latter could have the strength to fight against Dugu Jinghong.
In the sky, Mo Zhiyao raised his head and looked at Dugu Jinghong, who was standing opposite the Sword Emperor's shoulder.
After a moment, he smiled slightly.
"Since you want to see it, let me show it to you."
As he finished speaking, Mo Zhiyao formed lightning seals with his hands, and behind him, a torrential purple light suddenly bloomed.
A nine-story pagoda appeared in everyone's field of vision.
Looking at the Zijin Pagoda with an aura that suppressed the world, many strong men in the field were shocked and confused.
Because they could not see the specific qualities of Mo Zhiyao's body.
"How is that possible?"
However, there are some truly super strong people in the field after all.
Their eyes were so vicious.
They were stunned for a moment, and then, as if struck by lightning, the pupils in their eyes dilated.
"That is, a gold-level legal body."
The expression on Dugu Zixiao's face froze for an instant, and her eyes in disbelief were fixed on the purple gold pagoda suspended behind Mo Zhiyao.
In the other corner of the sky in the distance, an old figure emerged.
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It was Dugu Lan, the supreme elder of the Dugu family.
At this moment, the turbidity in Dugulan's eyes had long since disappeared, replaced by a dazzling light.
Obviously, Mo Zhiyao's golden body also shocked him to the extreme.
Under the gaze of many different eyes, the seal in front of Mo Zhiyao still did not pause at all.
Afterimages intertwined into a dazzling aura.
At the same time, a monstrous light suddenly flashed on the pagoda body behind him.
In the dim light, seven rounds of black magic sun rose up.
An invisible wave swept across the entire place like a hurricane and tsunami.
Then the eyes of all the strong men in the field became glazed over.
The shape of the Purple Gold Pagoda turned into a demonic statue standing between heaven and earth in full view of the public.
Behind the demon statue, seven rounds of demonic sun were suspended, and the face of the demonic figure was exactly the same as Mo Zhiyao's.
That is, the prototype of incarnation "This Mo Zhiyao has actually evolved into a rudimentary form of incarnation."
The shocked uproar spread through the crowd like a tide.
No one thought that this young man who was only in the early days of ancient times would have such a powerful trump card.
Dugu Jinghong, who was standing on the shoulder of the Sword Emperor, looked at Mo Zhiyao with his bright eyes, and the look in his eyes became extremely solemn.
His intuition was indeed correct.
The young man opposite him did possess powerful strength that he could face seriously.
Mo Zhiyao's figure flashed, and he also landed on the shoulder of the Seven Yang Demonic Body, confronting Dugu Jinghong from a distance.
In the sky, two huge figures stirred up the storm in the sky.
The majestic spiritual energy roared and collided, like a flood pouring over the mountain, causing a loud rumbling sound.
Dugu Jinghong opened his red lips lightly, looked at Mo Zhiyao and said in a calm voice: "Then I won't hold anything back from now on.
I hope that after this battle, I can still see you survive."
Hearing this, Mo Zhiyao smiled coldly, slowly clenched his palms, and locked his sharp eyes on the other party.
The clear voice echoed across the world at this time.
"This is what I want to say."
The next moment, Mo Zhiyao stomped the Seven Sun Demonic Body under his feet.
Its huge figure suddenly rushed out, and its violent spiritual power exploded instantly: