"Mo Zhiyao, what can you do even if you have the blood of the dragon phoenix? My body also has the blood of Kunpeng! As long as I can be baptized by the holy blood, I can also achieve the real body of Kunpeng! My cultivation is far better than that of you, what qualifications do you have to fight with me!"

Kunyu's low roar echoed through the sky. And the moment that roar fell, an extremely astonishing and violent hurricane suddenly swept out of the Kunpeng Dharma Body at Kunyu's feet. The black thunderstorm that enveloped the sky around it suddenly stagnated, and then exploded violently. Thunder rolled, spreading out. Finally, it hit the defensive light layer arranged by the many powerhouses of the Giant Kun Clan, causing ripples.

Blasted back the black thunder, and the terrifying hurricane of spiritual power directly suppressed Mo Zhiyao. However, dozens of feet away from his body, he was resisted by an invisible fluctuation and could not move an inch.

Mo Zhiyao's gaze fell on Kunyu, who had a crazy face, smiled faintly, and was silent.

And Mo Zhiyao's reaction made the anger in Kunyu's eyes even stronger. As soon as he grasped the palm of his hand, the cyan flame on the Kunpeng magic body under his feet was wildly condensed in his palm, and then turned into a cyan spear.

At the front of the spear, between the tremors of the tip of the spear, there were cyan wind swirls visible to the naked eye, and there was a heart-stopping vortex sound when it turned.

And at the moment before that Kunyu held the field, Mo Zhiyao could clearly feel that the momentum around the former had become more violent.

"Today, I will convince you of defeat! Your little ability is not enough to compete with me!"

"Oblivion Spear!"

Kunyu's face was hideous, his eyes were surging with coldness, and the soles of his feet stomped on the Kunpeng Dharma body under his body. The Kunpeng magic body suddenly raised its head to the sky and let out a loud roar, a pair of wings of weeping clouds slammed fiercely, and the wind between heaven and earth suddenly raged, and the howling wind was even more attracted by the war spear in Kunyu's hand, and then turned into a terrible gun, covering Mo Zhiyao overwhelmingly. The strength of the gun is all the key points of Mo Zhiyao's body!

Seeing Kunyu's sharp spear sweeping through the hole, Mo Zhiyao's eyes were slightly cold, and the majestic chaotic power in his body surged out, and the Demon Emperor's scepter in his palm danced at high speed, and the black thunder arc made a sound, intertwined into a power grid, and took all the endless spears.

However, every time the Kunyu spear fell, it would make the void under Mo Zhiyao's feet ripple out a clear spatial trace. In the end, even one after another spatial cracks burst out. As far as the eye can see, it is shocking.

Seeing that he was unable to break through Mo Zhiyao's impregnable defense, Kunyu's face became more and more gloomy.

Kunyu has now used all the Dharma Body, but he still can't help it, how can he bear this situation?

"Pengwang Tianling!"

Kunyu shook the spear in his hand, and the shadow of the spear in the sky suddenly dissipated. Immediately, he sealed with one hand, and then slapped it heavily on the Kunpeng Dharma Body under him.

And with the fall of his palm, the Kunpeng Dharma Body suddenly raised its head to the sky and let out a slightly sharp roar.

In the next moment, the countless wind whirlpools on the surface of the Kunpeng Dharma's body that were shrouded in cyan flames turned into cyan feathers.

The Kunyu handprint suddenly changed again, and those feathers converged like lightning, piling up layers on the spear in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, the war spear in Kunyu's hand turned into a beautiful Kunpeng feather the size of a zhang.

Above the feathers, there was a brilliant spiritual light flickering, and a terrifying fluctuation that was almost devastating seeped out of it.

Ling Yu took shape, Kun Yu raised his head, smiled at Mo Zhiyao, and then shook his arm fiercely! That feather directly turned into a streamer, and from an extremely tricky angle, it shot towards Mo Zhiyao.

Feeling the terrifying fluctuations carried on the feathers, Mo Zhiyao's eyes became extremely solemn. That kind of fluctuation made the skin of his whole body tense.

Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Zhiyao's arm burst out, and the Demon Emperor's scepter turned into a streamer remnant, which also crossed a wonderful arc in mid-air, and then was so accurate that it was incredibly accurate to the feather in the center.

However, the next scene made Mo Zhiyao's pupils shrink fiercely, and a chill rose from the palm of his foot, heading straight to the Tianling Gai.

After that cyan feather collided with the Demon Emperor's scepter, it didn't erupt into an earth-shattering impact. In just a flash, the Demon Emperor's scepter suddenly solidified, and then split in the center. At the cross-section, smooth entry. Immediately, it turned into a puff of light and scattered in the air.

Cutting off the Demon Emperor's scepter, the cyan feather castrated like electricity, and the speed was unbelievably fast, like a cyan thunderbolt, tearing the void behind him into a pitch-black spatial rift, and then shooting straight towards Mo Zhiyao in front of everyone's eyes.

When the green feather lightning burst into a position dozens of zhang away in front of Mo Zhiyao, Kunyu smiled fiercely, and then shook his palm fiercely.

"Boom!"

A cyan tornado with a thickness of 100 zhang instantly rose into the air with the momentum of a storm, occupying everyone's field of vision.

In the midst of the storm, there was an indescribable terrifying tearing force, a power that could easily tear apart the body and spirit of a strong man in the early stages of antiquity. Even if you fall into it in the middle of antiquity, I am afraid that you will have to pay a very heavy price to come out.

Looking at the cyan tornado storm that destroyed the entire martial arts arena to the point of horrib devastation, in the sky outside the square, most of the elders of the Giant Kun Clan had ecstatic expressions, and only a few people, such as Kun Yan, Liu Hanyan, and the people of his faction, their faces became ugly.

Kun Wanli's face, although there is also an unconcealable joy, but it is not as obvious. Turning to look at the Lord of the Stars beside him, he said with a smile: "Lord of the Star Palace, the dog is a little unsure of the severity of his attack. But don't worry, no matter how many injuries Mo Tong has suffered, my Giant Kun Clan ......"

Before Kun Wanli's words were finished, his voice became lower and lower, because he found that there was no displeasure or disappointment on the face of the Lord of the Stars, on the contrary, there was a touch of playfulness in a pair of phoenix eyes.

"Patriarch Wanli, this battle is not over yet, if you are happy now, I'm afraid it's early. The Lord of the Stars tilted his head slightly, glanced at Kun Wanli, and said lightly.

"What?" Kun Wanli was stunned when he heard this, and before he could say his next sentence, a powerful fluctuation that made the entire Kunpeng space tremble suddenly erupted from the martial arts arena.

The faces of the many powerhouses of the Giant Kun Clan suddenly changed, and then with a snort, they gathered their eyes together. After seeing the scene in the field, the faces of each one froze in unison.

Brilliant purple gold rays burst out from the huge cyan tornado, and then tore it apart layer by layer. That kind of brilliance makes this piece of heaven and earth covered with a layer of purple and gold luster.

An ancient coercion that suppressed heaven and earth swept the audience in an extremely arrogant manner. The furious cyan tornado, under the erosion of that kind of coercion and purple gold light, quickly subsided, and finally dissipated. A huge nine-story floating statue appeared in everyone's field of vision.

The nine-storey floating statue, the color is purple gold, standing between heaven and earth, with a metallic luster shining on the tower, covered with ancient mysterious lines, nine directions like a black hole-like hole, each occupies a layer. As the black hole rotated, it emitted a terrifying devouring force, as if even the light in this space was ingested into it. Many of the Giant Kun Clansmen with lower cultivation levels suddenly turned pale, and their bodies trembled slightly. There are even some people who are suppressed by that ancient wave and cannot stay in the sky and fall into the dust.

"It's... Dharma Body!"

The dry voice came out intermittently from Kun Wanli's mouth, and the horror in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

"He, he actually evolved a true law body?"

The Giant Kun clan, no one believed what they saw at this time. People who were able to evolve the Dharma Body at the level of the early antiquity, they didn't even hear of it, they didn't even hear it.

Kun Yan and Liu Hanyan in the crowd, the two glanced at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes. Immediately, the originally ugly face was replaced by a thick surprise.

"This kid has actually evolved a Dharma Body?!" The Kunyu who stood proudly on the Kunpeng Dharma Body, when he saw Mo Zhiyao's Heavenly Demon Futu Dharma Body, his eyes couldn't help but swell with a look of horror, and the expression on his face was also momentarily sluggish, and his hands were suddenly clenched fiercely. But in an instant, the shock was forcibly pressed down by him.

"Even if he evolves the Dharma Body, what will it be? In today's battle, the outcome will not change because of anything. ”

For his own strength, it is obvious that Kunyu has strong confidence. Although Mo Zhiyao had also evolved the Law Body, he didn't think that the latter's cultivation realm would be able to defeat him.

The reason for this is that none of these giant Kun clan powerhouses in the field can see the true quality of Mo Zhiyao's law body. If they knew that Mo Zhiyao's Dharma Body was of gold-level quality, I was afraid that Kun Wanli would immediately make Kun Yu admit defeat directly.

The quality of Kunyu's Dharma Body is only half a silver body, and compared to the gold-level Dharma Body, it is not worth mentioning at all. The gap in quality between the Dharma bodies is enough to make up for the gap in cultivation between the two. What's more, as long as he is not blind now, he knows that Mo Zhiyao's true strength is not at all something that can be ghostwritten by the superficial cultivation level.

A young slender figure appeared on the top of the Heavenly Demon Floating Massacre. Mo Zhiyao looked at Kunyu opposite, narrowed his eyes for a moment, and then stretched out a finger, a little far away, on the handsome face, a smile with a chill, and a faint voice echoed in the sky in the next moment.

"One move, defeat you. ”