"Mo Qingyun, even if you turn into your body, you are no match for me."

During the counterattack and pursuit of Mo Qingyun, Yang Luo sneered, as if he saw the victory's heavenly tilt.

Looking at Yang Luo who was approaching at a very fast speed, Mo Qingyun's mouth curled slightly and said with a faint smile: "You seem to have forgotten the power of Tianwei Bada Body."

Tianwei secret skill!

Before Yang Luo could react, Mo Qingyun used the secret technique of Tianwei to attack Yang Luo.

With the use of Tianwei secret technique, the battle where the seals gathered suddenly dark clouds gathered in the sky and thunder surged.

As the thunder cloud gathered, the formation that stabilized the battle platform seemed to have become unstable.

"So strong, is this the Tianwei Bada?"

"From the momentum, the ordinary God Emperor's attack may not reach this level."

"Even the God Emperor can't stop it, can Yang Luo stop it?"

"I know this. I don't even have the cultivation level of the God King realm. Why don't you try it?"

"Get out, I'm afraid of death when I save you, I'm not afraid!"

...

Seeing the power of the Tianwei Ba Body, the people around were amazed.

Kong Ziyan's beautiful eyes widened, covered her mouth with her hands, and said, "This guy is really hiding too deeply. He even has this trump card. I wonder if Yang Luo can block it?"

"Class leader, do we want it?"

Seeing Mo Qingyun's secret skill and aura, some elders of the Kong Xuantian Holy Clan looked at Kong Qingliu with concern.

That's the meaning.

Obviously, I was worried that Tianwei's secret skills would be too strong and would accidentally hurt Yang Luo.

Listening to the elders' questions, Kong Qingliu shook his head and said, "Don't worry, with Yang Luo's strength, even if he cannot stop the secret skills of Tianwei, his life will not be in trouble."

"We'd better not interfere. Let Yang Luo block it. Maybe he has some trump card."

Seeing Kong Qingliu say this, the elders stopped talking and looked at the tenth area with nervous eyes.

None of them expected that such a battle situation would occur in the tenth area with ordinary combat power.

Boom dong dong...

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, terrifying thunder landed from mid-air.

As these thunders landed, Yang Luo, who was the first to be involved, was submerged.

Boom boom boom boom...

At this moment, Yang Luo was like a target, bombarded by thunder after thunder.

Although Yang Luo tried his best to resist, there were still many thunders hitting him one after another.

Looking at Yang Luo's situation, everyone couldn't bear it and felt some sympathy for him.

This guy is really unlucky when he meets an opponent like Mo Qingyun.

Less tilt.

The thunder no longer descended, and the thunder clouds in the air dissipated, revealing Yang Luo's body.

At this moment, Yang Luo was not as majestic as before, and looked extremely embarrassed.

My hair was messy, like dead grass, my body was ragged, my whole body was charred, and there was smoke in many places.

As he is now, even if he becomes a beggar, the Beggars' Sect may not accept him.

If you have to describe him now.

That's just one word, miserable!

Too miserable!

Looking at Yang Luo's appearance, Mo Qingyun's mouth curled slightly and smiled, "How is it? Do you feel satisfied? Do you want to do it again?"

As Mo Qingyun spoke, he activated the Tianwei Body again, causing a gust of wind and clouds to change over the battle platform.

Seeing this scene, Yang Luo's body trembled and he said coldly: "I... admit defeat!"

After Yang Luo's words fell, he turned around and walked tremblingly outside the battlefield.

Seeing Yang Luo's appearance, an elder who was familiar with him immediately went to help him leave.

"You are too brave, so I will just talk about it casually and I can't use it again."

Looking at Yang Luo's back, Mo Qingyun smiled faintly and teased him again.

Listening to Mo Qingyun's words, Yang Luo's body trembled obviously, and I don't know if it was angry or scared.

But for him, it doesn't make any sense to be true or false.

Now, not to mention Mo Qingyun's secret skill of Tianwei, even a slight push can knock him down.

As Yang Luo left the battle platform, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

At this moment, the people around him focused their attention on Mo Qingyun.

Yang Luo was defeated!

This means that Mo Qingyun has advanced.

Next, he will compete with the other ten people for one of the ten places in the jihad.

The next ten people may all be above Yang Luo's strength, and the battle will be more intense.

When everyone was shocked, Mo Qingyun sat down directly without saying a word.

Immediately, Mo Qingyun closed his eyes and devoted himself to cultivation again.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's performance, everyone was puzzled and whispered to each other.

"What does he want to do?"

"Looking at his appearance, I guess he was injured in the fight just now, and I was preparing to adjust my breathing and recover from his injuries."

"I don't think he looks like he is now, it seems more like an impact realm."

"It's really possible. I guess I'm going to fight with Yang Luo just now, so I stopped practicing."

"Look, he is condensing the thin lines of the law. He really intends to attack the realm of the Gods."

...

Seeing Mo Qingyun's performance, everyone was amazed.

They did not expect that Mo Qingyun had not reached the limit yet when he reached this point.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's situation, the elder who was intricately fighting looked at Kong Qingliu with a puzzled look on his face and said, "Clan leader, Mo Qingyun continues to practice again. In this way, the tenth area still cannot be integrated. What should we do?"

Listening to the elder's request, Kong Qingliu frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said, "The battle between the other ten people has not ended yet, and the ranking has not been divided. Mo Qingyun and their battle are not urgent."

"When the ten of them were ranked, Mo Qingyun would fight the last one again, and the ten people who advanced would naturally come out."

Seeing Kong Qingliu say this, the elder stopped talking and continued to lead the battle between Kong Ran and the others.

As for Mo Qingyun on the side, there was another elder guarding him to prevent his cultivation from being disturbed.

Next, time passed by little while Mo Qingyun’s practice.

As time goes by, the number of fine lines of law condensed by Mo Qingyun has become more and more.

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred, five hundred, eight hundred, one thousand...

After a long time, the thin line of law condensed by Mo Qingyun finally reached a limit.

Five thousand!

The number of fine lines of the law that Mo Qingyun condensed this time reached 5,000.

Looking at the five thousand thin lines of law in the sky, everyone around was shocked, and each looked responsible.

In this way, the number of fine lines of law condensed by Mo Qingyun has reached 25,000?

When everyone thought that Mo Qingyun only condensed 25,000 Taos, Mo Qingyun thought in his mind: "Thirty thousand Taos of law thin lines should be my limit, it's time to hit the realm of the Gods."
Chapter completed!