Mo Zhiyao's expression became cold, but he also had some bottom in his heart, it seemed that this was indeed a ruin, and if he wanted to get out, he had to pass many tests.

I just don't know what the owner of this ruin is doing with these tests, is there a treasure left in this ruin? If there is no treasure, the owner of the ruins will not go to such great lengths to leave so many arrangements.

A trace of fire flashed in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, there must be a big opportunity in a big danger. Now it's only the second level, and it's already so difficult, it can be seen that what the owner of this relic left behind must be extraordinary.

However, it may not be easy to get it. For so many years, the monks who strayed into this place do not know how many, and the misty grassland is even more famous for this, becoming a well-known and murderous place, and I have never heard of anyone going out, which shows the degree of its danger.

"Hmph!" Mo Zhiyao snorted coldly, clenching the Jiaojiao in his hand, his eyes filled with hot battle intent. If others can't do it, it doesn't mean that I can't do it! A small relic will definitely not stop my Mo Zhiyao's footsteps!

"Since you're here, you only have two paths. One is to defeat me, through the portal behind me. Horned Horn raised his proud head, and there was disdain in his eyes. "The other is death!"

Hearing this, Mo Zhiyao's body suddenly exuded a cold killing intent, his eyes narrowed, and a trace of cold light swept through his eyes. "But with me, there is only one way, no choice. ”

"Peng!" The momentum was released, and Yao Yao locked on to the Golden Horn Blade, and Mo Zhiyao said with murderous intent: "That's death!"

"Death?hahahaha!" As if hearing the funniest joke in the world, the golden horn laughed loudly, but the chill in his eyes was even stronger. "Little one, you are the most arrogant one I have ever seen. Even if it's a monk in the early stage of Hidden Void, he doesn't dare to say that he can kill me!"

Mo Zhiyao raised his eyebrows, there was obviously a storm brewing in his eyes, and he said coldly: "In the early stage of hiding the void, you can't kill me!"

"Hmph!" Mo Zhiyao's words, listening to the ears of the Golden Horn Sharp Bird, were completely provocative, and the momentum of the whole body suddenly let go, colliding with Mo Zhiyao's momentum, and there were faint sparks in the void.

"Don't rush to death, when you fully recover, I will let you die convincingly!" said the Golden Horn Blade proudly.

Mo Zhiyao ran all the way, obviously not at the peak, and the arrogant Golden Horn Fenghu disdained to take advantage of him.

The corners of Mo Zhiyao's mouth raised a cold arc, restrained his breath, and sat cross-legged on the ground. In the face of a strong enemy, Mo Zhiyao will not deliberately be reckless, since the Golden Horn Fenghu has given himself time to recover, he will naturally not let it go.

"Wind Wing, you don't have to go to war for a while. Mo Zhiyao said to the Shadow Wind Winged Bat beside him while breathing.

"Good. The Shadow Wind Winged Bat agreed, it knew Mo Zhiyao's combat power very well, and couldn't help but sigh secretly for the arrogant Golden Horn Blade.

Half a day later, Mo Zhiyao stood up, his majestic momentum was released, and he looked at the golden horn with a warlike look in his eyes.

"Okay?" Jin Jiao Fenghu opened his closed eyes, looked at Mo Zhiyao below, and said coldly.

Mo Zhiyao didn't speak at all, the front finger of the long stick, the electric light lingered all over his body, the thunder was vigorous, the black Jiao phantom was entrenched at his side, the long hair behind his head was flying, his expression was strange and evil, and he was wanton and arrogant.

"It looks a little bit interesting. The Golden Horn Blade had a look of solemnity, and Mo Zhiyao, who had only just returned to the early stage of his return, actually gave it a strong sense of danger.

"Quack!" a cold snort interrupted the Golden Horned Hoove's speech. Mo Zhiyao stepped on the ground and rushed up with a horizontal stick. The energy around his body surged out, stirring so that the robe was inspiring and flying, and the arc of electricity lingered on the body of the stick, with a touch of scarlet, and crossed an elegant arc, and the long stick slammed into the chest of the golden horned hoof.

"Looking for death!" "Looking for death!" The golden horned Fenghu saw Mo Zhiyao rushing towards him, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, his wings spread, and a golden light suddenly appeared on the wings, and then his wings waved, and two golden mangs came out of his wings, like two sharp blades, and slashed at Mo Zhiyao's head.

"The power of the golden spirit!" Mo Zhiyao's eyes froze, his arms swayed, divided to the left and right, and slapped on the sides of the two golden rays.

The sound of "Boom, Boom!" sounded, as if slapping on metal, and two golden rays stuck to Mo Zhiyao's figure and fell to the ground.

After landing, the castration of the two golden rays was inexhaustible, and they disappeared into the dense forest in an instant. Everywhere he passed, he was devastating and decaying, and it was a mess. Countless towering ancient trees were cut into two sections and fell down.

For the strength of the Golden Horn Blade, Mo Zhiyao was also secretly shocked. Just now, he had used seventy percent of his strength, and he originally wanted to shoot the two golden rays sideways, but he never thought that he would just change the trajectory a little.

In the end, it is the cultivation of the peak of the gods, and it seems that there must not be the slightest carelessness. Mo Zhiyao's eyes looked at the golden horn on the opposite side with cold eyes, and there was a touch of arc on the side of his mouth.

"This Golden Horn Blade is practicing the power of the Golden Spirit, and with his own talent, he should be good at slashing techniques. And the speed is extremely fast, if you give it a distance, it will take a lot of effort to deal with it yourself" Mo Zhiyao secretly thought in his heart. "Looks like you have to melee with it to limit its long-range attack capabilities!"

Mo Zhiyao's figure flickered, bullying the front of the Golden Horn Blade, and the long stick turned into a blood-colored streamer, and with a cold violent force, it bombarded the Golden Horn Blade.

The Golden Horn Blade's body flickered, avoiding the strength of the stick, and its wings slashed towards Mo Zhiyao's neck like a knife.

Mo Zhiyao stepped on the void, flew away, and jumped to the top of the head of the golden horned hoof.

"Peng!" Like exploding fireworks, Mo Zhiyao's arms were so fast that he picked up two afterimages, and the long stick disappeared in an instant, like the Milky Way pouring down, enveloping the golden horned front hoof.

The Golden Horn Blade didn't expect Mo Zhiyao's attack speed to be so fast, and he didn't have time to dodge for a while. But it also has a strong confidence in its own feathers that are comparable to the level of spiritual weapons, even if it is tough, it is not afraid. However, just in case, the Golden Horn Blade Enveloped the whole body with the power of the Golden Spirit, forming a protective air shield.

"Bang, bang, bang!bang!" The dense bombardment sounded, and the fierce stick power thundered down, and the power of the golden spirit around the golden horn and the hooves rippled in circles, and it was just a hard support.

"Break it for me!" With an angry roar, Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed with coldness, and the strength of the Jiaojiao stick intensified again, and the shield formed by the already overwhelmed power of the golden spirit was suddenly shattered!

The Golden Horned Blade below was terrified, he never expected Mo Zhiyao's stick strength to be so fierce, and the Golden Spiritual Qi Cover was defeated before it could even hold up for a breath.

Looking at the shadow of the mountain stick in front of him, the golden horn Fenghu had no time to think about it, even if he wanted to dodge at this moment, it was too late, so he could only protect his wings in front of him, and his slender neck was curled behind him, protecting the vital points tightly.

The surging power of the wind and thunder, like a stormy wave, bombarded the wings of the golden horned hoof, and in the deafening bombardment, there was a faint sound of metal shattering.

The Golden Horn Blade, who was originally firmly defending in Mo Zhiyao's offensive, suddenly let out a terrible scream, his wings spread, his body danced wildly, his eyes flashed with rage, and between the writhing, countless golden swords like the waning moon slashed towards Mo Zhiyao!

Mo Zhiyao's body retreated violently, holding a stick in one hand, and the Jiao Jiao spun like a windmill in the palm of his hand, blocking all the waning moon blades from his body.

Both sides retreated at the same time, distancing themselves from each other.

"Smack!" Mo Zhiyao flicked his long stick, with a deafening sonic boom, and stood in the void, looking at the golden horned hoove, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"Ahh In any case, the Golden Horn Blade didn't expect that the first collision would end in defeat!

"Smack!" The golden horned blade's wings shook, shaking off the residual power of thunder and lightning on it, looking at the cracked silver feathers on the wings, his eyes flashed with heartache, shame, and horror.

"This kid's combat power is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface in the early days of his return to God!" The Golden Horn Fenghu looked at Mo Zhiyao opposite, and his face showed a dignified look for the first time. Over the years, there have been quite a few monks who have been able to break out of the black jungle and come here, breaking through their own defenses, and there are not a few who have entered the cyan stone gate behind them, but there has never been a single cultivator like the young man in front of him. Mo Zhiyao's earth-shattering combat power made the Golden Horn Fenghu have to take it seriously. It wasn't until this moment that the Golden Horn Fenghu realized how ridiculous it seemed to be so arrogant before!

"I admit it, I underestimated you before!" said the Golden Horn Blade with a complicated look in his eyes, and his voice was cold against Mo Zhiyao, who was in the air.

"Got it, get out of the way! Mo Zhiyao looked at the Golden Horn Blade coldly and said in a deep voice.

"Get out of the way?hahahaha!" the Golden Horn Blade's laughter was still arrogant, and his wings waved in a gust of wind. "I just said, admit to underestimating you, but I didn't say that you are qualified to pass!"

"Really?" Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed, a trace of red light crossed the bottom of his eyes, and the tip of his tongue licked between his lips, and Sen Ran's killing intent was no different. "There is only one chance, if you don't cherish it, don't regret it for a while!"

"Regret, I'm afraid you don't even have a chance to regret it!" The golden horn was slender and did not raise its neck, and with a clear roar, it soared into the sky, and the golden threaded sharp horns on his forehead suddenly bloomed with dazzling light! The golden light enveloped the whole body, like a scorching sun, making it impossible to look at it directly!

Mo Zhiyao's pupils shrank, and his heart was filled with extreme caution.

"Ha!" The dazzling golden mangs dispersed, and the golden horned front hoof, which appeared in Mo Zhiyao's eyes again, changed its form greatly.

Not only is the body almost twice as big as before, but the feathers on the whole body have also turned golden, the wings are stretched, and the dazzling golden rays are flashing, which is several times more violent than the previous golden spirit power. His eyes flashed with a strong killing intent and stared at Mo Zhiyao in mid-air.

Although the aura emitted was still the pinnacle of returning to the gods, Mo Zhiyao knew that the combat power exerted by the Golden Horn Blade that had become in this form was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface.