=_= Hehe, is it cool to crush the genius? It will be fun all the way to the end! =_=
Mo Yan stood in the air, looking at the rapidly approaching sea of fire and Suzaku Claws. Although his face was still disdainful, his heart had already become solemn.
Because this young man's combat power is so powerful, especially after using the treasure weapon, he can easily unleash the power of an emperor.
At this moment, with the sea of fire, the combat power he displayed was even more astonishing. Even a true newcomer to the emperor might not be so powerful.
Buzz!
He took action. If he didn't take action, he might really lose.
The phantoms flying all over the sky were all created by his magic skills, and each phantom was extremely powerful.
Huang Tian, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but feel horrified when they saw it. They felt that any one of them could easily kill them into pieces.
Bai Dao
Because their speed is so fast, few monks here can see clearly.
"Why!"
Many monks lamented that they did not have the opportunity to see this battle clearly, which was a loss in their cultivation.
But they had no choice. They all stood at the edge of the sacred road, carefully appreciating all the previous insights.
At the same time, this is also preparing yourself to run away.
If there is a winner in this battle, many monks will be on the road immediately. After all, no one knows whether the other side will let people like them leave after the throne is controlled.
"Dust!"
Among the flaming red birds, Bai Daoxuan looked cold, calling in his heart, and then an earthy yellow orb appeared.
This is the Falling Dust Orb. It is covered with earth-colored air currents. It is too strong and seems to be solid, as if there is mud flowing.
Phew!
The Flame Suzaku opened its mouth, and then the dust-falling orb turned into a stream of light and flew out, covering the space in front of it, making it feel like sinking into a quagmire.
Mo Yan frowned and stood there, feeling that he was decaying and his body was aging rapidly, as if it would turn into dust at any time.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk.
His body glowed and trembled at an extremely fast speed, and phantoms emerged one after another, condensing around him and turning into a hundred-meter-tall God of War, integrating his body into it.
Clang, Clang!
The God of War is wearing a battle armor, and as he moves, the sound of gold and iron can be heard. It is very real, as if this is a god and is alive.
"So what if God, I will ban you and then kill you and turn you into a scumbag!" Bai Daoxuan didn't care. The disdainful voice spread out from the Suzaku Flag, which was very loud and thunderous.
Following his words, forty-nine golden marks flew out from the Suzaku, forming a complex formation, imprisoning the 100-meter-high God of War.
"What is this!" Mo Yan couldn't believe it, with shock on his face.
This is the God Seal. When you grow to the end, you can really become a god. Although he is still weak at the moment, the God of War is just a shadow. It is more than enough to seal him.
"No,--!"
Mo Yan struggled and roared, but unfortunately he couldn't move at all. The suppressing power of the God Seal was too powerful, and the charm in the shadow of the God of War disappeared, turning it into a dead thing.
Phew!
The Flame Suzaku screamed, and golden flames poured into the Seal of the Gods like a torrent, causing the phantom of the God of War to become distorted and instantly faded.
Buzz.
At the same time, he controlled the Falling Dust Orb and slammed it down, leaving a huge hole in the shadow, with Mo Yan's true body floating in it, looming.
His hair is now disheveled, and he is no longer as calm and calm as before. His common clothes are still hunting, but they are not simple, but sad.
Because the clothes were already in rags, they were even more complete than a beggar's outfit. They were hanging on his body in strips, and the silver inner armor was exposed and could be seen at a glance.
"Hey, how about letting you have a taste of reincarnation?" Bai Daoxuan said with a sneer.
Then, his left arm glowed very brightly, as if a huge furnace was burning, and the shadow of a stone tablet was looming.
The rays of light danced, and a golden line suddenly appeared in the void. The line quickly elongated, and then formed a profound pattern. Only after a closer look did it appear that this was the reincarnation monument.
laugh!
A gray beam of light flew out, as if it could reach the sky. There was an amazing breath of reincarnation flowing out of it. It was a light of reincarnation that could bury people into reincarnation.
The phantom of the God of War was illuminated by this divine light and could no longer hold on. It seemed to be weathered and dissipated into dots of starlight, disappearing into the depths of reincarnation.
Poof!
Mo Yan was hit by the light of reincarnation. Although he was powerful and was not directly destroyed in the reincarnation, he was seriously injured. He spit out a mouthful of royal blood and turned into a scarlet river.
His condition at the moment is very bad, his body is old, his hair is as white as snow, and he has been affected by the power of reincarnation. Although he is still very young, he seems to have entered his old age, and his vitality has dried up a lot.
"I won't let you go, I definitely won't!" Mo Yan's snow-white hair danced wildly, and he roared hoarsely, like a fierce ghost.
Then he burned most of the remaining essence and blood, turning it into a scarlet divine light, shooting towards the sacred road, trying to fight his way through.
ah……!
At the edge of the road, many monks were torn apart by the angry Mo Yan, and they only had time to let out a brief scream.
Bai Dao
"You have to pay a price if you want to run away."
When he reacted, he punched the road from the air, which was fused with Zhan Tian's will and became a powerful magic technique.
puff!
There was a soft sound in the distance, Mo Yan's vicious roar, and then there was no movement.
This bridge is very special, and there is no turning back once you have walked on it, so Bai Daoxuan cannot go over to check it out. As for Mo Yan's life and death, he has no way of knowing for the time being.
The one hundred or so monks who survived glanced at Bai Daoxuan with strange expressions, and then set foot on the sacred path with horrified thoughts.
If what happened here today were spread to the outside world, many people would be shocked to death because this thing is so unbelievable.
A sixteen-year-old boy, in a short period of time, defeated two great talents in a row.
Shang Ming retreated, was defeated in a head-on battle, and was completely beaten.
Mo Yan was defeated, and he was even more miserable. He didn't know whether to live or die at this moment, and his body was getting old. He might not be able to recover after a fall, and he would no longer be famous as a genius.
In the blink of an eye, the mysterious bridge became quiet because almost all the people were gone, except for Bai Daoxuan and the woman in white.
"Can you tell me who you are?"
After a long silence, Bai Daoxuan asked the woman whether they might have known each other before, otherwise why would the other woman help her several times?
But he just couldn't think of when he had met such a genius, and a female genius at that.
"Young Master Bai, you are such a noble man and you forget things. We almost competed on the same stage in the Southern Territory."
The woman in white smiled, her laughter was like a silver bell. After saying this, she walked straight towards the road of light with the steps of a fairy, and did not stop here.
Looking at her retreating back, Bai Daoxuan did not say anything more, but fell into deep thought.