"Humph!"

A muffled snort came from Ji Youming's throat, and a strange dark red color crossed his pale face, and his body retreated a hundred feet, and the qi and blood in his body tumbled violently.

Moyan's starburst, even Mo Zhiyao suffered a lot of losses back then. Now, as his cultivation has skyrocketed, his power has also risen. Under the carelessness of that Ji, he was suddenly hit.

Mo Yan's eyes flashed, and his figure rushed out. Powerful spiritual power frantically gathered in the palm of his hand, and then in an almost mad attitude, he slammed towards Ji Youming with a punch.

Under that punch, the void was violently twisted. That kind of strong power made Deji Netherworld instantly feel like his scalp was exploding.

"Boy, when this seat became famous, you didn't know where to reincarnate!" Ji Youming suppressed the horror in his heart, and his hands quickly formed a seal in front of him, and then slapped out with one palm.

The majestic power of the poisonous spirit roared out from Ji Youming's palm, like an ink wave rolling, and it was suppressed towards the ink rock layer by layer. This rainstorm has added a sense of gloom.

In the face of such a fierce blow from Ji Youming, Mo Yan not only did not retreat, but let out a long roar. The whistling sound rolled in, muffling out the thunderous roar in the sky.

I saw his body vibrate, and the majestic power like a dragon roared and echoed in his body. Then, the sky seemed to tremble at this time.

Waves of incomparably violent spiritual power fluctuations surged out of Mo Yan's body, surging out like a tide. A huge meteorite quickly formed under his fist, and finally turned into a streamer and shot straight out.

And under the gaze of everyone, above the sky, the streamer-like meteorite finally tore through the void, and finally hit the tumbling wave of poisonous spirits.

"Boom!"

At the moment of impact, a terrifying spiritual storm swept up in an instant. The impact of that wave of spiritual power was like a wave raging wildly. The calm void was stirring up a circle of ripples like water ripples.

Mo Yan's eyes stared fiercely at that point of shock, and then he shouted coldly: "Break it for me!"

"Boom!"

That meteorite meteor erupted with extremely powerful terrifying power, surging in the sky. And then with a muffled sound, it was in an arrogant posture that the heavy poisonous waves were torn apart!

After collapsing the poisonous wave, the meteorite did not pause without any pause, and once again rushed towards Ji Youming, whose face had changed drastically in the rear.

"How so!"

Ji Youming was shocked and silent, the blow just now, but he did it with all his might. But in front of Mo Yan, he was so fragile.

Through a strange method, Ji Youming broke through his cultivation for many years to the late stage of the Eightfold Void Break. I thought that in this northern frontier, except for the few people who also broke through with him by this means, there was no opponent. But the scene in front of him suddenly made him realize that it was just his wishful dream.

The powerful oppressive force carried by the meteorite made Deji Nether's face distorted. In the dark eyes, a look of horror emerged. That terrifying power was enough to kill him on the spot.

"Do it!"

At the same time as Ji Youming's sharp voice sounded, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and then punched out straight. The same furious force gathered under its fist, and then collided with the meteorite fiercely.

"Boom!"

Ripples of power like a flood spread across the sky. The figure that was blocking in front of Ji Youming was impacted by the violent force, and there was actually a strange sound on his body.

The ripples of power slowly dissipated, and Mo Yan looked at it, and the pupils in his eyes suddenly contracted.

The figure that stopped in front of Ji Youming's body was quite unfamiliar to his face. On the body, there are twisted cracks at the moment. But in the crack, no blood flowed out, but a strange silver light seeped out.

Moreover, Mo Yan also found that the eyes of the figure were particularly fierce and ....... Muran! Inside, there was no mental fluctuation that ordinary people should have, as if it was a puppet.

"Bluff..."

The fierce gaze of the figure was also staring at Mo Yan, and in the next moment, the soles of his feet stomped into the void and rushed out directly.

"The pinnacle of metamorphosis?"

Mo Yan's eyes flickered suddenly, and a sense of uneasiness rose in his heart.

The strength of the sevenfold metamorphosis, Mo Yan didn't take it to heart. The point is, he had never heard of such a person. To put it mildly, it is in the northern frontier, even in the southern region, the powerhouse of the peak of the sevenfold metamorphosis is by no means an unknown person. This kind of strong man is enough to dominate one side and become a strong man.

Seeing that person rushing over, Mo Yan had no time to think about it, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and then his body rushed out, and the violent spiritual power turned into a streamer fist mark and blasted over.

"Boom!"

However, what shocked Mo Yan's heart was that that figure did not dodge or dodge, and forcibly took his punch with his physical body. At the same time, he was even closer to the distance in front of him.

On the face of the figure, there was no expression, but the ferocity in the eyes became more intense. Moreover, in the cracks on his body, a more dazzling silver light suddenly bloomed.

In the next moment, a wave of destruction spread out from that figure. His body swelled up rapidly.

"Self-destruct!"

Mo Yan's face changed drastically in an instant, this powerhouse with the peak cultivation of the sevenfold metamorphosis was actually about to explode himself!

"Wall of Stars!"

Mo Yan did not hesitate at all, and the surging spiritual power, with the lightning seal of his hands, quickly condensed in front of him into a solid spiritual power barrier.

As soon as the spiritual power barrier was formed, a huge spiritual power explosion soared into the sky, raging wildly.

Mo Yan's figure was directly shocked and shot out backwards, and at the same time that his body shot out backwards, there were cracks on the wall of the stars that spread out rapidly, and finally shattered completely with a bang, turning into points of light in the sky.

A figure appeared in front of Mo Yan, and with a wave of his palm, he blocked the aftermath of the spiritual power explosion that swept in. But that terrifying force also made him take a few steps back.

The power of the suicidal offensive of a powerhouse at the peak of the metamorphosis is naturally quite terrifying.

The person standing in front of Mo Yan was none other than the White Evil.

After moving his palm, which was faintly numb, the evil smile on the white evil face had all disappeared, and his complexion became extremely solemn.

In the hands of this Ji Netherworld, can there still be such a dead man?

On the other side, Ji Youming, who was almost alive and escaped the catastrophe, stared at him with extremely resentful eyes at this moment, and then smiled hideously.

"You little guys, you should all belong to Nanyuan, right? Since you ran out to die by yourself, then this seat will fulfill you!"

Ji Youming's palm slammed down, and there was a thick killing intent in the cold voice.

"Don't leave any of them, slaughter them all!"

"Bang!"

With the fall of Ji Youming's voice, I saw more than a hundred figures standing quietly behind him all the time, and at the same time let go of their own breath fluctuations. Powerful and violent spiritual power, against the sky. In the blink of an eye, the clouds in the sky are torn apart.

The clouds cleared and the torrential rain subsided, but the howling wind became more violent.

"All of them are the pinnacle of metamorphosis!"

The complexions of Bai Xie and the others changed at the same time. There are more than 100 strong people who have lost their bodies, even in the Southern Regions, it is not something that any force can take out.

What kind of backstage is behind this Ji Netherworld? With his small Netherworld Lord, he is determined to come up with such a luxurious lineup.

"These guys, they all seem to be puppets. Chixiao looked at those figures with a gloomy face and said in a deep voice.

"Puppet?" Mo Yan heard this, his face suddenly changed, and then he was a little surprised. "No wonder he was able to blow himself up so without hesitation, it turned out to be a puppet. ”

A strong person who can cultivate to the peak of metamorphosis is a person with outstanding talents, how can he be willing to be a dead soldier for others?

"But who gave Ji Youming these puppets? As far as I know, even in the Southern Regions, there are only demon puppets in our Nanyuan who have such combat power, and the rest of the forces are not there. Bai Xie frowned, and his voice became extremely low.

Ji Youming is just the lord of a country in the northern frontier, whether it is the background or his own strength, according to the information that everyone knew before, it is on par with Yu Feng's Feng Kun country, or even slightly lower.

But right now, not only is the cultivation of that Ji Netherworld extremely weird breakthrough to the eightfold void, but there are also such a group of powerful puppets under his hands. This kind of thing is obviously extremely abnormal.

A bad feeling suddenly rose in everyone's hearts.

"Don't think about it so much, cheer up, and clean up these puppets first. Jun Ziqian grasped the palm of his hand, and an extraordinarily large heavy sword appeared in his palm out of thin air. The majestic spiritual power spreads out from its body. "Be careful, these puppets will launch a suicidal attack once they have been mortally wounded, and they will die with their enemies. ”

"Use long-range attacks and don't let them get close. Chixiao stretched out his hand, and the void held it. Suddenly, a war spear with flames all over its body was revealed.

Void-level spirit treasure, blood wolf flame spear. Back then, in the Heavenly Crystal Ancient Collection, Mo Zhiyao gave Chixiao's Lingbao war spear.

"Senior Brother Moyan, you go to protect the little senior aunt and the Yufeng Lord, and we will deal with it here. Jun Ziqian clenched the heavy sword in his hand and said in a low voice.

Yu Tong is injured now, Yu Feng's strength is not good, and someone must protect him.

"Good. Mo Yan nodded, and his figure retreated, protecting Yu Tong and Yu Feng.

"Chase the light, unfold the realm of Tianmu, and try not to let these guys escape. Mo Yan retreated, and Jun Ziqian whispered to Meng Zhuxi behind him.

"Don't worry, leave it to me. Dream Chase Xi's beautiful eyes flashed, and the slender jade hand formed a series of afterimage marks in front of him. Then, in the void, there was a little bit of turquoise aura, looming.