The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

Both sides are eager to press each other to death in one blow and never turn over!

"The art of cutting the moon!"

"The God of fire is thunder!"

Both sides used their unique skills.

Jin jiuxiao's low voice reverberated in the huge white bone hall, and I also appeared at the door.

He didn't hide any more.

It's because Mo Yan's cultivation is far beyond his expectation. He has already reached the stage of Zifu, which is just a little lower than himself!

Jin jiuxiao himself is the cultivation of Zifu period. He is only half a step away from Yuanwu period!

But this half step, it is very close.

If there is no big opportunity, he may stop here in his life and can't make any further progress. After all, he's almost forty. The older you get, the more difficult it will be to break through this natural barrier.

But Mo Yan is different. Mo Yan is just 18 years old!

Eighteen years old!

It's the same as the middle-aged man who is nearly 40 years old!

What a terrible thing it is!

Jin jiuxiao's heart is in a mess.

God knows how regretful he was. Thirteen years ago, he didn't just crush the five-year-old who was locked in the dark room.

The failure of the tune - teach, is also a shame!

Thunder in the sky

Jin jiuxiao had never heard of this skill.

It's horrible.

He was attacked by the sound wave, and then he was torn and devoured by the fiery blue purple thunderbolt for three times, without leaving a trace.

This has never happened in the last 40 years!

Even when I competed with Tang Qing, Zi Kun and Yu Yingfeng of Zifu period, I never fell into such a passive situation.

So.

Jin jiuxiao appeared directly and used his unique skill, cutting the moon.

He has a crystal ball.

It's the color of the moon.

It can be used for divination.

But what's more powerful about this crystal ball is that it absorbs other people's fate and fortune when divining, stores it quietly, and then uses it for itself when fighting.

Click.

Crystal ball, like a split moon, suddenly burst out a very powerful force, surging, roaring, straight towards the face of ziqianmo.

"Little Momo!"

Mo Yan exclaimed, "Jin jiuxiao, you are so mean!"

I'm fighting myself.

one-on-one.

But all of a sudden, to the purple field pain under the killer!

I thought that the skill of cutting the moon was aimed at myself, but the result was not!

"Mean? Ah Jin jiuxiao gave a low smile, and the porcelain Blue Earrings reflected a strange light in the dark white bone hall, just like his twisted handsome face, "it's just a grown-up child. Adults call it strategy, do you understand?"

Mo Yan frowned.

He hated Jin jiuxiao's domineering and superior attitude.

Just like 13 years ago.

Nothing has changed.

At that time, the "Godfather" was always full of superiority. He tried to inform his spirit and soul, brainwash him, and destroy him in a ruler's manner!

"Sorry, your strategy is too low."

Ziqianmo looks very cold.

The sound is colder.

Such as the extremely low ten thousand year glacier.

"TIANYAO puppet technique!"

The index finger and middle finger of the right hand lie between Qiong's nose and cherry lips.