"If you want me to be a slave to you, it's impossible! If you want to gamble and lose, it's a big deal to give you this life!" Jin Jia looked up at Mo Zhiyuan in the sky, a touch of madness appeared in his eyes, and then his palm was raised and thrust towards his heart.

Jin Jia, as the contemporary Tianjiao of the nine-headed Golden Crow clan, is the successor of the next patriarch, how can he be willing to be a slave? However, his temperament is also extremely fierce, since he lost in the hands of Mo Zhiyao, he can't do the thing that turns his face and doesn't admit it, so he would rather pay off his debts with his life.

"Big brother!"

Seeing this, Jin Fu's face suddenly changed drastically. The Golden Armor is very important to the Nine-Headed Golden Crow Clan. If they really die here, those old guys in the clan will probably go crazy directly. It's a pity that at this time, Kun Ling was entangled with him, and he didn't let him have the slightest chance to rush over. He could only watch as Jin Jia broke off on his own, but he couldn't do anything.

However, just as Jin Jia's palm fell on his heart, a ghostly figure appeared in front of him and grabbed his arm.

Jin Jia's face changed, and when he looked up, he was Mo Zhiyao.

"Boy, don't go too far!" The madness in Jin Jia's eyes has been intense to the extreme, if Mo Zhiyao insists on making himself a slave, then he will blow himself up and let his dream come to naught.

Mo Zhiyao grabbed Jin Jia's arm, ignored the other party's fierce eyes that seemed to be devouring, slowly exhaled a breath, and then said in a deep voice: "Remember, you owe me a life." ”

"You ......" Jin Jia was stunned when he heard this, and the madness in his eyes was replaced by astonishment. For a while, I couldn't speak. He naturally heard that Mo Zhiyao was not as he thought, and he had to let him succumb to slavery.

"Kunling!" Mo Zhiyao let go of the palm holding the golden armor and snorted coldly into the distance. In the distance, Kun Ling was no longer entangled with the golden volley, and came violently and landed beside him.

And that Jin Fu also followed with an anxious face, rushed to Jin Jia's side, and said urgently: "Big brother, don't mess around." ”

After falling, Kun Ling looked coldly at Jin Jia on the opposite side and did not speak. She understood why Mo Zhiyao would let the latter go so easily.

The Golden Armor has a special identity, and the Nine-Headed Golden Crow Clan is one of the four major god clans in the Hundred Beast Plains, both in terms of strength and status, it is very important. If the Golden Armor really fell in the Hundred Beast Plains, I am afraid that the nine-headed Golden Crow Clan would inevitably go crazy because of this, and even anger the Kunpeng Clan. It is more likely that it will directly declare war with the Nakshatra Palace.

Although with the current strength of the Star Palace, he is not afraid of the Nine-Headed Golden Crow Clan, but if it is not necessary, he does not want to start a war with such a powerful force at will.

One last glance at the golden armor with a complicated complexion, Mo Zhiyao turned around and pulled Kun Ling straight towards the entrance of the third-layer space.

When the figures of the two golden armors were about to disappear behind them, a voice came from a distance.

"Remember, my Golden Armor will give you back this life sooner or later!"

Mo Zhiyao's figure was slightly sluggish, and the corners of his mouth slowly lifted an arc, and then there was no longer any dragging, and in a few flashes, he disappeared into the vast haze.

"That Jin Jia has a fierce temperament, although his methods are a little more ruthless, but if he can be willing to owe a favor, it is a good thing. Kun Ling glanced at Mo Zhiyao beside him, and his eyes flashed with appreciation.

Rather than trying to become an invincible enemy with the nine-headed Golden Crow clan for a while, it is obvious that this ending is the best.

Mo Zhiyao bowed his head, but the speed of his progress suddenly accelerated. Now that the two Jinjia have been solved, all that remains is to enter the third layer of space before the other three clans.

The total number of red blood crystals in his hands now exceeded six thousand, which was enough for him and Kun Ling to obtain the qualifications to enter the third layer.

The speed of the two of them was extremely fast, and after a short moment, in the field of vision in front of them, a spiritual power light curtain that fell from the sky dome appeared like the previous layer of space.

Swept to the front of the light curtain, Mo Zhiyao did not hesitate at all, and with a wave of his palm, a red torrent suddenly roared out and landed on the light curtain in front of him.

On the smooth mirror-like surface of the light curtain, two closely adjacent spatial passages suddenly appeared.

"Let's go!"

Mo Zhiyao let out a low snort, and Kun Ling swept out like lightning, rushing straight into the passage. However, at the moment when the two of them were about to rush into the spatial passage, in the other direction, the two figures also swept towards them as if they were teleporting. At such a speed, it was so fast that Mo Zhiyao's pupils constricted.

Looking at it, the two figures were a man and a woman. The man wore a golden robe embroidered with gorgeous dragon scales. The face is handsome and majestic, and there is an indescribable temperament, which looks extraordinary and arrogant.

Accompanying him was a young girl who didn't look very old. The girl wears a red veil, but her posture is extremely provocative and sultry. The tight-fitting crimson armor shows off her delicate and moving lines.

At the same time as the two of them appeared, in the distance, a loud roar sounded, and before the whistle dissipated, a figure swept like lightning. There is a rolling ferocious aura all around his body, which is extremely amazing.

"It's the other three gods and clans!" Kun Ling's pupils suddenly shrank, and a look of nervousness appeared on his face. Obviously, she didn't expect that the people of the three clans would arrive here almost at the same time. It seems that they also have some means that no one knows about, and they sense that the golden armor has been eliminated.

The golden-robed young man and the red-gauze girl were the fastest, almost arriving at the same time as Mo Zhiyao. The two people didn't speak at all, their palms were raised at the same time, and the light in their palms flickered, obviously to prevent Mo Zhiyao and the others from entering the spatial passage.

Although I don't know how Mo Zhiyao, who seems to have only cultivated in the middle of the ancient world, eliminated the golden armor, it is obvious that their appearance has broken the balance between the four major god clans. There are only four places to enter the third floor, and if Mo Zhiyao and the two occupy the second, then the remaining two places will inevitably have to go through a fierce competition.

Compared with the dark water python clan, it is obviously easier for Mo Zhiyao and Kunling to deal with. Therefore, as soon as the young man of the Golden Scale Clan and the girl of the Burning Sun Phoenix Clan appeared, they both made a move on Mo Zhiyao and Kunling.

It's just that just when the spiritual power in the palms of the two of them was about to explode, Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed coldly, and the monstrous golden red light swept out of his body directly. Along with it, there is also the ancient and pure dragon phoenix coercion.

"You two dare to make a move on me!"

Mo Zhiyao's cold snort was not loud, but when it fell into the ears of the young man and woman, it was like thunder. The figures of the two of them trembled suddenly, and a look of horror appeared in their eyes at the same time. The offensive that was about to be launched in his hand was also stopped abruptly.

The kind of pure dragon and phoenix coercion that swept out from Mo Zhiyao's body made this pair of young men and women instantly have the urge to kneel and worship. That kind of suppression that originated from the bloodline made the spiritual power and qi and blood in the two of them boil.

Suppressing the pair of men and women, Mo Zhiyao did not slack off in the slightest, grabbed Kun Ling, and in an instant, he rushed into the space passage in front of him. The figures of the two disappeared in an instant.

When the figures of Mo Zhiyao and Kun Ling submerged into the spatial passage, the pair of young men and women suddenly exhaled a mouthful of stuffy breath held in their chests, and when they looked at each other, they both saw the horror in each other's eyes.

"Brother Han..."The girl with a red veil on her face, although she couldn't see her face, but in those bright eyes, there were obvious palpitations and excitement. "Could he be the son of the dragon phoenix?"

These two people are none other than Yuan Han of the Golden Scale Clan and Xing Ruo of the Burning Sun Phoenix Clan. As a descendant of the dragon phoenix, he naturally knows the existence of the son of the dragon phoenix. It's just that they obviously didn't expect that they would encounter it in person in this desolate beast mound.

"You can't be wrong, that kind of pure bloodline power is definitely the son of the dragon phoenix. Yuan Han, who was dressed in a golden robe, his face became extremely solemn, and then he nodded.

"What should I do then?" Xingruo, who was covered with a red veil, showed a hint of panic for the first time in his bright eyes. Thinking that the two of them were going to make a move on the son of the dragon phoenix just now, she was afraid for a while.

As the descendants of the dragon phoenix, although most of the bloodlines in their bodies have awakened, they have not yet reached the true body of the dragon phoenix. Moreover, even if he really reached that step, he would not have the slightest power to resist in the face of the orthodox son of the dragon phoenix.

That has nothing to do with its own strength, but comes from absolute suppression in the bloodline.

"It seems that the Son of the Dragon Phoenix is not really angry. Otherwise, the two of us wouldn't be standing here right now. "Yuan Han is obviously much calmer than Xingruo. Just now, Mo Zhiyao just suppressed them with the power of the dragon phoenix, but there was no killing intent in it, which made him feel a little relieved in his heart.

Yuan Han's eyes flashed, and he looked at the violent surging in the distance opposite, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Let's go to the third floor first!"

Hearing this, Xingruo suppressed the trace of panic in his heart and nodded. Now there are only two places left to enter the third layer, and the last one to be eliminated can only be a strong one.

The two of them had the same mind, their hands were sealed with lightning, and suddenly the monstrous spiritual power roared out of their bodies like a tsunami, turning into a golden dragon and a fire phoenix, entrenched in the circle, directly facing the fierce thunder that had just arrived here and had not yet stabilized its body.

"Bastard!"

The violent surging power, I saw Mo Zhiyao and the two of them enter the space passage smoothly before, and I already noticed that something was wrong in my heart. It's just that Yuan Han and the others moved very quickly, and before he could stand firm on his side, the fierce offensive over there had already hit his head. Busy and busy, I can only rush to meet the attack.

"Boom!"

The sound of a huge spiritual power explosion resounded throughout the universe, and endless gunpowder smoke filled the air, enveloping all directions. The dark body retreated violently, with his own strength, how could he be the enemy of Yuan Han and the two of them?

"Boom!"

The soles of his feet stomped heavily, and a palm slapped out, and the wind brought up blew away the smoke and dust in front of him in an instant. It's just that when his vision is clear again, his face also becomes extremely blue.

Because ahead, the figures of Yuan Han and Xingruo have disappeared. On the spiritual power light curtain, there were still some residual ripples.

"Yuan Han! Xingruo! And those two miscellaneous pieces! You wait for Lao Tzu! This account, Lao Tzu will not ask for it back, and he will not be a man!" The roar of rage echoed in the sky, hundreds of miles apart, still clearly audible.