Mo Wuji had long heard that Huang Zhizhong was a method of agitation, but he knew that he had to go back, otherwise he would be afraid of the other party, he was the master of the Demon Domain of the Intermediate Universe, and he had never been afraid of others when he was so big.

"Huang Zhizhong, as you wish, the demon is back again, please take action!"

Mo Wuji held the Wuji Divine Sword in one hand, looked at Huang Zhizhong opposite with an indifferent expression, and with the cultivation of the second small step of his Demon Ancestor, he rarely invited the other party to strike first.

Mo Wuji stood in the corner of the suspended ring, up and down his body, naturally revealing a noble temperament, which was the temperament he had cultivated as the master of the Demon Domain for countless years, and Huang Zhizhong couldn't help but be secretly amazed in his heart after seeing it.

"Demon Wuji Daoist, no matter how you say that Huang is also a Heavenly King cultivator, if Huang makes the first move, wouldn't it make people think that Huang is bullying the weak with the strong. ”

As a genius of the eight major families, Huang Zhizhong naturally has pride, there are millions of onlookers under the ring, if he makes the first move, it won't make people laugh if it reaches the family.

Mo Wuji has his own plans, he defeated Huang Zhicheng first, and most of his supernatural powers were also displayed, this Huang Zhizhong stepped into the ring at this time, naturally he was very sure.

He asked Huang Zhizhong to strike first, just to carefully observe the other party's path, so that he could know himself and the other, Mo Wuji thought very well, but this little bit of heart must not be hidden from Huang Zhizhong.

"Huang Zhizhong Daoyou, since you insist on letting Mo Mou strike first, then Mo Mou is not welcome. ”

After Mo Wuji finished speaking, the Wuji Sword in his hand flickered in front of him, and in front of his demon body, a pitch-black magic light curtain appeared in an instant.

The magic light curtain swept forward like a huge wave, and Huang Zhizhong stood in the other corner of the ring, and suddenly felt like a small boat, about to be submerged by this pitch-black wave.

Huang Zhizhong stared at the overwhelming magic light curtain, his soul fell into an illusion, and the divine body actually forgot to dodge.

"Oh no, I'm hallucinating. ”

Huang Zhizhong came to his senses in an instant, but it was this moment's kung fu that was enough to decide the outcome of a big battle.

The pitch-black magic light curtain was like an abyss, instantly impacting Huang Zhizhong's body, only to see that from this light curtain, an even darker sword light penetrated out and fell towards the top of Huang Zhizhong's head.

As the pitch-black sword light fell, Mo Wuji's figure also appeared from the light curtain, leaving behind him, leaving seven distinct spatial ripples.

The moment this pitch-black sword light appeared, it was also a critical moment that determined the outcome of both sides, and Huang Zhizhong suddenly regained his senses, which undoubtedly alleviated the time of his defeat.

In the Heavenly Emperor Divine Domain, there are very few people who cultivate the soul power far beyond cultivation, in most cases, that is, beyond the cultivation of two or three layers, Huang Zhizhong is like this, he is the fourth layer of cultivation of the Heavenly King, and the soul power is only the sixth layer.

The people of the intermediate universe are completely different, often the soul power far exceeds the cultivation, Lu Qingfeng was like this back then, and Mo Wuji was the same.

The first time he saw the other party, Mo Wuji judged that Huang Zhizhong's soul power was not as good as his own, so the moment the two sides made a move, he immediately did not hesitate to use his soul supernatural powers.

This supernatural power is the pitch-black light curtain that appeared when Shicai waved the Wuji Divine Sword, this light curtain seems to be very ordinary, but it is actually integrated with too much soul power of Mo Wuji.

This light curtain is called the 'Soul Abyss', and anyone who sees this light curtain for the first time, as long as the soul power is lower than that of the person who casts it, will immediately hallucinate in the depths of the soul.

The hallucinations between the two sides at the time of the great war are undoubtedly a terrible thing, and even a momentary delay in the hallucination is likely to lead to complete defeat.

Huang Zhizhong is worthy of being a genius from the Eight Great Families, at the critical moment when Mo Wuji's magic sword fell, he actually broke free from the soul abyss of the other party, and in his hurry, the divine body hurriedly dodged to the side.

Call!

The magic sword grazed Huang Zhizhong's shoulder and roared down, and an extremely cold feeling suddenly soaked into his mind, so frightened that his divine body instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

"It's such a terrible soul supernatural power, fortunately, I broke free at the critical moment, otherwise, I would have lost by now. ”

This thought flashed through the depths of his soul, and at this time, dealing with the ferocious attack of Demon Wuji was the most crucial. In addition, you can't always be so passive, grabbing the fighter and giving the opponent a blow is the king.

"Huang Zhizhong Daoyou, you can break free from the abyss of my soul, you are not simple, the genius of the eight major families is really extraordinary. ”

The Wuji Divine Sword roared down from Huang Zhizhong's side, Huang Zhizhong held the spear in both hands, and with a sudden twist of his hands, he suddenly pulled towards the waist of Demon Wuji, and the space behind the spear fluctuated, and suddenly stirred up seven very obvious spatial ripples.

Seeing the spear coming towards him, the falling Wuji Divine Sword suddenly slammed, and the wrist holding the sword suddenly flipped and struck towards the spear that had been whipped.

Zheng!

The sound of sharp metal clashing suddenly sounded, and the echo quickly spread out to the surroundings, and the Wuji Divine Sword resisted the spear that came from the whipping, and Mo Wuji's right leg instantly raised and kicked Huang Zhizhong in the abdomen.

Mo Wuji's kick was as fast as lightning, and he was about to kick Huang Zhizhong in the blink of an eye, Huang Zhizhong's waist bent, and the divine body suddenly shot straight back.

This suspended ring is a thousand meters square, you can't leave the ring when fighting, otherwise you will take the initiative to admit defeat, Huang Zhizhong retreated, just retreated to the edge of the ring, his feet kept sliding in the ring, and he almost fell outside the ring.

Mo Wuji kicked into the air, and the demon body flashed and immediately chased after him, following him like a shadow, and came to Huang Zhizhong again in the blink of an eye.

On the Wuji Divine Sword, a dazzling light of magic suddenly lit up, and Mo Wuji was like holding a pitch-black lightsaber, stabbing at Huang Zhizhong.

The pitch-black magic sword light was like electricity, and it arrived in front of Huang Zhizhong in an instant, and Mo Wuji was so fast that Huang Zhizhong couldn't help but be shocked when he saw it.

"Infinite Dao is friendly and fast!"

Huang Zhizhong admired from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't control his exclamation, he saw the moment Mo Wuji rushed over, and the seven spatial ripples behind him faded, what did this mean, he knew very well in his heart that this was the other party's spatial jump breakthrough.

The spatial jump level of the two was originally the same, both were at the beginning of the seventh level of space jumping, and Mo Wuji's space jump faded, and the distance between them was suddenly widened, and in the next battle between the two, there was no doubt that Mo Wuji had the upper hand.

Mo Wuji suddenly appeared in front of him, and the spear in Huang Zhizhong's hand suddenly lost its effect, which in itself was the shortcoming of the long weapon, and he himself had no better way, for the sake of today, he could only try his best to dodge, and then look for an opportunity to fight back.

The god body quickly dodged to the side, and at the same time, the hands holding the spear suddenly twisted, and the spear grabbed and quickly poked at Mo Wuji's waist.

Huang Zhizhong was also ruthless, the spear already had an advantage, although Mo Wuji first stabbed out the Wuji Divine Sword, and the speed also surpassed the other party, but he did not doubt at all that when he stabbed the opponent, the spear would also pierce his abdomen, in that case, it would be a lose-lose outcome, which was not the result he wanted to see.

Demon Wuji's hand was quick, and at the same time as the Wuji Divine Sword was withdrawn, the demon body suddenly rose upward, jumping up more than a person at once, and the spear and spear instantly roared from under his feet.

At the same time, the Wuji Sword in Mo Wuji's hand was held high above his head, and at this moment, a dazzling pitch-black sword light suddenly lit up above the sword body, heading straight for Huang Zhizhong's head to slash and kill.

"Infinite Punishment of God!"

Mo Wuji let out a soft cry in his mouth, and the Wuji Sword in both hands slashed down, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the top of Huang Zhizhong's head.

"It's ...... The ultimate supernatural power!"

Looking up at the pitch-black sword light that fell down, Huang Zhizhong instinctively wanted to dodge to the side, but to his horror, no matter how he dodged, the sword light always locked him like a shadow.

By now, the fool also knew that this was the other party's ultimate supernatural power, and when the soul power was lower than that of Mo Wuji, Huang Zhizhong couldn't dodge if he wanted to, so he could only passively bear the opponent's lore blow.

Boom!

The pitch-black sword light slashed down from the top of Huang Zhizhong's head, instantly cutting Huang Zhizhong's divine body in half, and as soon as the two halves of the divine body were separated to the sides, they exploded into two scarlet blood mist with a bang.

Demon Wuji cut Huang Zhizhong in half with a sword, he originally wanted to save some face for the other party like Wanqiu sneered, but when Wuji's sword was raised, he suddenly changed his mind.

Huang Zhizhong's cultivation is far beyond himself, and the only advantage he has is speed, and this advantage is only available when he has just broken through the space jump.

If you can break through the space jump, the other party also has the possibility of breaking through the space jump at any time, using ordinary supernatural powers, it will take a lot of time, once the other party breaks through the space jump at this time, it will be you who will fail.

Huang Zhizhong's divine body quickly completed the reorganization, suspended at the other end of the ring, and looked at Mo Wuji for the first time, what was strange was that he did not have the expression of losing face like others, but instantly showed a faint smile.

"Demon Wuji Daoist, you are really beyond my expectations, okay, I won't talk nonsense, let's hurry up and cash in the Demon God Crystal. ”

After Huang Zhizhong finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to wipe the storage ring, and the twenty-two million Demon God Crystals suddenly floated in the air, and with a wave of his palm towards this large pile of Demon God Crystals, he immediately flew towards Mo Wuji slowly.

With Demon Wuji's knowledge, after seeing so many Demon God Crystals, he couldn't help but light up his eyes, plus the battle with Huang Zhicheng, he obtained more than 40 million Demon God Crystals in just a short period of time, which was almost equivalent to the sum of all of them in the Barren Land.

Mo Wuji unceremoniously put away the Demon God Crystals that flew over, and secretly breathed a sigh in his heart: With these Demon God Crystals, it would not be a problem to retreat again.