Chi Jing's mind noticed the woman who came to support her, and her expression changed. Why was String String here? Shouldn't she be on the battlefield in the Frost Moon God Realm?
Could it be said that she came to support Zhengyang Divine Realm from the beginning?
Countless thoughts flashed through Chi Jing's mind instantly, and he did not doubt that his people and the people from the Yanfeng God Realm failed to invade the Frost Moon God Realm. In other words, he did not dare to imagine that his people would fail.
How could a king with four twos lose?
"I'll deal with him, Mo Ziyang will leave it to you." Chi Jing turned around and flew through the air, facing the flying Lord of Shuangyue Palace.
"Shuangyue, why are you here? Your Shuangyue Divine Realm is facing a life and death crisis, and you are still in the mood to support this place." Chi Jing said sarcastically.
The eyes of Palace Master Shuangyue were full of anger: "Chi Jing, we, Shuangyue, will definitely avenge your invasion of Shuangyue Divine Domain. As for your people, we have already killed them all!"
Territory Lord Chijing sneered: "You lied to a three-thousand-year-old child. No matter why you are here, since you are here, let's clean up together."
Territory Lord Chijing swung out his sword. This sword brought with it some of the power of heaven and earth. The golden sword shone brightly like the scorching sun, turning into a golden divine tiger that roared towards him. Its momentum surpassed that of Hedao Master God.
The master of Shuangyue Palace waved the best divine sword in his hand, and struck out with a sword. The moon-white sword light struck the golden divine tiger sword, and the divine tiger sword exploded with one blow.
"How is it possible for the best master artifact? You actually have such a magic weapon." Chi Jing was slightly surprised. They had clearly investigated the equipment of Frost Moon Palace. The most famous Frost Moon Divine Sword was only a superior master artifact.
The master of Shuangyue Palace remained silent and waved his divine sword to initiate the attack.
Although Chi Jing was shocked and overjoyed, it seemed that such an artifact was about to fall into his hands. He did not think that the other party could defeat him if he had mastered a top-quality main artifact.
However, shock soon appeared on his face.
He dodged several sword energy from Palace Master Shuangyue, teleported over, and struck the delicate body of Palace Master Shuangyue heavily with his sword.
And the top-grade defensive armor on Master Shuangyue's body instantly appeared, and the sword struck the top-grade armor with a clang, and was directly deflected by the divine light.
When the Lord of Shuangyue Palace reacted, he hit Chi Jing's body with a palm. Chi Jing groaned, blood welled up in his mouth, and he quickly retreated, his face gloomy and ugly.
"The best master armor!"
His eyes were almost red with jealousy. This was a magic weapon that he had no control over.
But Mo Ziyang was less attacked by a powerful person in the quasi-sage realm, so the pressure was suddenly much less.
He has a top-quality main artifact, the Zhengyang Sword in his hand, the Zhengyang Shenzong's magic weapon for suppressing the clan.
At the same time, his combat power is not weak among Quasi-Saints, so he can barely survive the attacks of two Quasi-Saints.
Now, he faced Wang Bing alone without any fear.
"Wang Bing, now our battle really begins!"
Mo Ziyang laughed, and at the same time sent a message to Palace Master Shuangyue with his spiritual thoughts, thanking Palace Master Shuangyue for his support.
In Mo Ziyang's body, a different kind of magical power from Ziyang's magical power burst out, that was the magical power of Xuan Bing!
The purple sun power of the Ziyang Divine Art, the purple sun power, and the black ice power are fused with yin and yang.
At this moment, his momentum surged two or three times.
However, the meridians of his physical and spiritual body were also running overload.
This is the way of the saint that he is studying. He uses the divine power of Ziyang and the Xuanbing divine power cultivated by the Xuanbing soul in the Xuanbing Divine Realm to form a fusion of yin and yang with yin and yang attributes in order to achieve enlightenment.
However, the way of sainthood that he studied on his own was far from mature.
"This is impossible!"
Wang Bing's expression changed drastically when he saw Mo Ziyang's momentum suddenly surged.
Mo Ziyang swung his sword, and a round of blue-purple divine sun bloomed at the tip of the sword. With one strike of the sword, thousands of rays of light, and a blue-purple sword energy spread across the starry sky, directly blasting towards Wang Bing.
Wang Bing shouted angrily, pouring all the divine energy into the divine sword, and the divine sword turned into a red divine bird, which was a flaming wind divine bird.
The flaming wind divine bird's magic form collided with the slashed sword energy, causing the heaven and earth to shake and sway.
Amidst the roar, the Flame Wind Divine Bird was torn apart by the sword light and exploded, and the Divine Sword was knocked back to its original shape.
And the sword energy spread and hit Wang Bing's body hard. The main armor on Wang Bing's body exploded and shattered, and his whole body was covered with blood and flesh. He was torn apart with countless sword marks, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
He was blown away hundreds of thousands of feet.
But when Mo Ziyang fired this sword, the pores all over his body were bleeding, and his internal organs were bleeding profusely. This was completely caused by the backlash of immature skills.
But he felt much better than Wang Bing. Mo Ziyang walked away with his sword. The sword turned into a purple lightning and flew towards him. The moment Wang Bing was slashed away, the sword light penetrated his head fiercely.
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Phew——!
A big hole was punched out of Wang Bing's head with a sword, and his eyes were wide open.
The sword was inserted into his head, and the quasi-saint-level mysterious power of ice directly froze his soul, making it impossible for his soul to escape from his body.
Mo Ziyang looked at this scene, coughed out a large mouthful of blood, and said with a sad smile: "After all, I have the last laugh. If it weren't for the fact that there are two of you, I wouldn't be able to kill a thousand enemies with you and lose eight hundred, otherwise
I would have killed you long ago!"
Mo Ziyang, the old silver coin, had been waiting for this opportunity for an unknown amount of time.
There were two people on the other side, and he didn't dare to explode like this. Once he broke out and defeated one of them, he would be severely injured, and the other person could immediately take the opportunity to kill him. Therefore, he would rather keep fighting a war of attrition with the opponent before, if he really had no chance to win.
, then he would have no choice but to give up his foundation and run away.
After defeating Wang Bing, he immediately took out the elixir and took it to heal his injuries.
Mo Ziyang looked at the battlefield, his spiritual thoughts spread, and he finally had the intention to observe the situation on the battlefield.
At this look, a look of shock gradually appeared on his face.
"How can this be--"
Nangong Yuxiu went to help Xuan Changhong in the battle.
And she directly used Kui Niu Dao martial arts, Kui Niu's thunderous power, and punched one of the Hedao masters to vomit blood and retreat.
Then there was the Taoist magic developed by her father, the Purple Sky Sword and Thunder. Thunder clouds rolled between the sky and the earth. From the thunder clouds, purple thunder sword lights fell directly.
The Hedao Lord God resisted desperately, and found that the power of each sword was comparable to the peak blow of the upper Lord God. Countless sword rays continued to fall, and he soon became unable to withstand it. He was torn and cut by the sword rays, and his soul was cut through by the sword energy.
With one move, the remaining power was exhausted, and the body of the Hedao Lord God was broken into several halves, and the soul was also torn apart, and the body was seriously injured.
Another Hedao main god who fought with Xuan Changhong was shocked, and Xuan Changhong was also shocked in his heart. This woman was only a high-ranking main god, but she was so powerful.
"That's the Great Dao Divine Technique!! Strong support brought by Palace Master Shuangyue? Where did she find such a powerful person?"
Mo Ziyang was inexplicably shocked. Great Dao magic was extinct in the lower realms of gods. It was only possible to spread it in the middle realms and above, but it was rare.