Five fingers, like five sharp blades that tear through space, grabbed fiercely towards Mo Zhiyao. Even with the devouring weakening before the Chaos Incarnation, that kind of power is still not to be underestimated.

Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed violently, not dodging or dodging, the loud sword groan sounded, ten thousand swords roared in unison, and the seal of ten thousand swords roared out, and the claws of the blood yang evil god were once again hard to slap.

Between the collisions, Mo Zhiyao's body retreated violently, and at the same time, a golden pillar of light, like a blade that broke through the sky, pierced from above and smashed fiercely on the back of the Blood Yang Evil God's hand. It was the incarnation of Yang who made the shot.

"Get out!"

A sharp and piercing shout sounded, and the five fingers of the Blood Yang Evil God clenched into fists and suddenly blasted out horizontally. The rolling blood swept through, and the golden pillar of light was blasted away.

"Whew!"

The Blood Yang Evil God's huge mouth covered with sharp fangs opened, and the blood-colored sound wave swept out like a tsunami, heading straight for the incarnation of the Yang in the sky.

"Buzz!"

The chaotic aura flickered again, like a black hole vortex, protecting Mo Zhiyao and the Yang incarnation at the same time. Between the blood-colored sound waves, ripples rippled on it, but it failed to cross the thunder pool by half a step.

The chaotic aura flickered wildly, diffusely, swallowing up all the blood-colored sound waves.

"Boom!"

The huge soles of the Blood Yang Evil God's feet stomped suddenly, but the huge body burst out with an extremely astonishing speed, and in a flash, it appeared in front of the Chaos Aura. The palm covered with sharp scales clenched, and the fist containing the power of destruction was smashed down in a frenzy.

A shocking sound rang out, and the earth below collapsed layer by layer, and the chaotic aura suddenly dimmed, and finally shattered. Mo Zhiyao and the two avatars behind him were exposed.

The powerful power of the Blood Yang Evil God could not even be completely dissolved by the Chaos Incarnation.

However, at this time, Mo Zhiyao's hands had formed a rather obscure ancient seal, and the violent chaotic power on his arms was surging violently.

"The Demon Emperor's Seal, the Seal of Heaven and Earth!"

Hands apart, one palm facing the sky, the other on the ground.

Mo Zhiyao grabbed both hands at the same time, and suddenly the sky above and the earth below seemed to be distorted, and it seemed that the shadow of heaven and earth broke away and became two huge spirit seals!

"Hey!"

Mo Zhiyao shouted violently, his palms slammed up and down, and at that moment, it was like heaven and earth merging, and he ruthlessly suppressed the Blood Yang Evil God in it.

The spiritual power roared, and the heavens and the earth were in turmoil. The space in that place collapsed.

"Roar!"

A roar of rage rose into the sky, and in an instant, a blood-colored sun rose from the shattered void, and the blood-colored fierce light flashed in the sky. The furious aura swept through the air like a hurricane. The seal of heaven and earth was shattered.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a round of the same huge golden sun, when the sky came, the incarnation of the yang appeared in the sky above the blood yang evil god, and the palms were slowly pressed, and the golden sun and the blood-colored sun suddenly collided.

At the same time, the Chaos Avatar appeared below the Blood Yang Evil God, and a huge black hole vortex suddenly emerged, and then devoured towards the latter.

The Golden Yang and Blood Yang were both annihilated, but the figure of the Blood Yang Evil God was also swallowed into it by the black hole whirlpool.

However, it was obvious that the strength possessed by the Blood Yang Evil God had reached a point of terrifying heart-palpitations. After the black hole vortex devoured it, it swelled up rapidly, and finally exploded directly with a loud bang. Immediately, a sharp claw tore through the space, and it pierced towards Mo Zhiyao fiercely.

Mo Zhiyao saw that even the black hole vortex formed by the devouring power of the chaos incarnation was broken by the blood yang evil god, and his eyes were slightly condensed, the latter's strength was indeed quite terrifying.

"How!"

The surging dragon chant rose from Mo Zhiyao's mouth through the clouds, and the light shone brightly on the heavens and the earth. The chaotic power in the body was operating to the extreme at this time, and an ancient and reckless aura that seemed to have broken through the sky from the flood era rippled open.

Two rays of light and shadow filled with a violent aura swept out, and the fierce offensive was like a downpour, shrouding towards the Blood Yang Evil God.

The two incarnations join forces to meet the enemy.

In the face of the two incarnations of Mo Zhiyao, the Blood Yang Evil God was still violent, and he did not retreat in the slightest. There were bursts of piercing screams from his mouth, and the bloody qi was surging and tumbling like an ocean, taking over the attacks of the two.

The battle between the two sides is simply earth-shattering. Every collision set off a storm of energy between this piece of heaven and earth, and space debris shot out in all directions, like turbulence.

However, even Mo Zhiyao's two incarnations all possess the strength of the ancestral realm, but after all, they are not as good as the deity. In the face of this blood yang evil god, he gradually revealed his invincible momentum. On the body of the Blood Yang Evil God, the blood waves are rolling, vast and endless.

And Mo Zhiyao, who fell behind a little later, the desolate aura on his body at this moment was becoming more and more intense, and in his eyes, a piercing cold light flashed with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Truly!"

The sharp laughter was inherited from the center of the blood yang evil god's eyebrows, and Hua Yin's face was full of smugness and sarcasm.

"Mo Zhiyao, just with your two incarnations, can you fight against the Blood Yang Evil God in this hall?

Hearing Huayin's arrogant voice, Mo Zhiyao was not moved at all. He naturally knew that with only the two incarnations, he could only temporarily delay the Blood Yang Evil God.

At this time, the desolate aura on his body was already extremely thick, and then his handprints suddenly changed, only to see that those majestic desolate qi actually began to converge towards the palms of his palms.

"Boom!"

The desolate qi condensed in lightning between Mo Zhiyao's palms, and then turned into a crystalline palm print. That palm print was only the size of an ordinary person's palm, but it was crystal clear, and it quietly diffused a terrifying fluctuation that made the heavens and the earth collapse.

Staring at the crystal palm print suspended between Mo Zhiyao's palms, a trace of horror suddenly flashed in Hua Yin's eyes. From the crystal palm print, he sensed a dangerous smell.

"This Mo Zhiyao has inherited the two great inheritances of the Human Ancestor and the Demon Emperor, and the means are endless. Huayin's eyes flickered, and he was secretly worried in his heart. "We can't delay it, we must kill it with thunder, otherwise I'm afraid something will happen!"

Defeated twice in the hands of Mo Zhiyao, Huayin did not dare to underestimate the former again. Even if he summoned the Blood Yang Evil God now, he still didn't dare to be careless.

"Howl!"

The Blood Yang Evil God raised his head to the sky and let out a sharp roar, and the infinite blood was like a wave rolling, and in the palms of his palms, a round of Blood Yang suddenly appeared.

"Get out!"

With a roar, the Blood Yang Evil God's arms shook. Suddenly, his two palms strangely merged into the void, and in the next moment, he appeared directly in front of the Yang Avatar and the Chaos Avatar.

"Bang!"

Two rounds of blood yang swept past with terrifying blood, and then slammed heavily on the bodies of the two incarnations. The two avatars snorted miserably at the same time, and their bodies retreated violently.

However, between the violent retreats, the majestic divine power and chaotic power surged out from the palms of the two like a sea of smoke, and with the momentum of the sky, the Blood Yang Evil God was enveloped in it in an instant.

Those divine powers and chaotic powers did not form any powerful offensives. At this time, Huayin didn't notice that in a small corner that he didn't notice, a beautiful giant bee with a transparent body, like a crystal cast, quietly flashed out.

Queen Bee!

The appearance of the Spirit Queen was extremely short-lived, almost fleeting. But because of its appearance, the majestic divine power and chaotic strength that enveloped the Blood Yang Evil God suddenly changed.

"Click!

A clear voice sounded, and the divine power and the power of chaos directly turned into a substantial state, and almost instantly, the Blood Yang Evil God was suppressed in it.

With Mo Zhiyao's current strength, he can naturally easily materialize his spiritual power. It's just that now he is preparing for an offensive and can't spare his hand, so he uses the power of the Spirit Bee Queen.

Of course, the essence of spiritual power cannot truly suppress the Blood Yang Evil God. But it was the success of trapping him for a moment.

And at such an instant, the crystal palm prints in Mo Zhiyao's palms were completely condensed. On it, there are inscriptions of ancient patterns of desolation, exuding extremely ancient fluctuations.

"Boom!"

The divine power of materialization and the power of chaos suddenly exploded at this time, revealing the hideous figure in it. The huge soles of the Blood Yang Evil God stepped out, and the sky was turbulent.

"I actually even used this kind of unruly means, Mo Zhiyao, can this hall think that you are at the end of your rope?" Hua Yin's sharp voice, which changed its tone, kept coming out. It's just that when he looked ahead, his face changed drastically in an instant.

A figure had already appeared in front of the Blood Yang Evil God, suspended in front of Hua Yin's face at the center of his eyebrows. The distance between the two is less than ten zhang!

Keeping his eyes on Huayin, the killing intent in Mo Zhiyao's eyes was so strong that it made the heavens and the earth change color.

"Huayin, I said, this time, I will punish you!"

When the cold and indifferent voice echoed in this sky, Mo Zhiyao's palm was raised, and the crystal palm print suspended on it had already locked Hua Yin to death.

"Not good!"

Hua Yin's face changed drastically in an instant, and he was so pale that he couldn't be more pale. From that palm print, he really felt a deadly crisis.

The huge arm of the Blood Yang Evil God suddenly raised and blasted down wildly towards Mo Zhiyao. At the same time, the figure retreated towards the rear, apparently intending to flee.

"Imprison me!"

Mo Zhiyao snorted coldly, and the phase of Hongmeng swept out, suppressing heaven and earth. Suddenly, the figure of the Blood Yang Evil God suddenly stiffened.

"Die!"

Mo Zhiyao's palm fell suddenly. The palm print with the inscription of the ancient pattern of the desolation was directly printed on Huayin's distorted face.

The seal of the Demon Emperor, the seal of the desolation!