The surging sounds of rivers and seas suddenly came from Qin Chuan's body, like countless undercurrents hidden underground, erupting at this moment.

Countless trembling of flesh and bones gathered onto the arms and turned into terrifying forces that crushed everything.

The whole world suddenly became quiet, and all the falling fists were left in the entire sight.

The terrifying and destructive artistic conception emanates, covering the entire space.

Ordinary king-level, or even young emperor-level strong men, will be completely suppressed under this destructive artistic conception, and their cultivation will be greatly reduced.

By then, if you don’t die, you will be injured!

But the opponent he chose today was Mo Yu. He had already killed two of them at the real imperial rank, and he could not have any impact on him just by destroying his artistic conception!

Facing Qin Chuan's second punch, he still raised his hand calmly and punched him!

The space suddenly became quiet, as if time was distorted by terrifying power. It was obvious that it was just a moment, but it gave people an extremely long feeling.

You can see with the naked eye that a circle of force exploded from one point, touching the defense light shield on the battle platform, directly shattering it.

A loud noise broke out suddenly, and everyone's minds fell into blank space!

With countless painful groans, the monks approached the edge of the Battle Platform were directly shocked by powerful forces.

The general monk was seriously injured and fainted. Jun Jie blew blood on his mouth, and Wang Jie's face turned pale!

All of this is still the premise that the defense of the Battle Taiwan has offset most of the aftermath of power, otherwise there will be heavy casualties today.

Wang Jie of various forces led his monks to retreat quickly, looking at the battle platform, revealing deep fear.

The protective formation here is carefully crafted by the Nine Divine Ways of Shenxiao, which is enough to withstand all the impacts of power under the Emperor Realm. It is not unreasonable.

But now, it was shattered by Mo Yu and Qin Chuan's blasting force, which means that the superposition of these two people has broken through the imperial realm!

Thinking of this, who would dare to stay here again, and all of them were desperate to retreat. Otherwise, if you were involved, wouldn’t it be a sin to die?

In the direction of the Emperor Star, a large number of monks suddenly flew out, docking over the continent, all with shocked faces.

"Qinchuan!"

"His strength has become stronger!"

"The person who fights him must be the Xuanqing Sect Yumo."

"I didn't expect this person to have such terrifying strength!"

The leader of the old man was the one who took Jiang Ang away that day. At this moment, his eyes fell and his face became extremely ugly.

The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he didn't say much after all.

On the battle stage.

Qin Chuan's eyes became brighter, and he suddenly let out a howl, "Yu Mo, you are the second person in the past thousand years to force me to use all the cards."

"You are proud to be able to die under this blow!"

boom--

His dark green robe was automatically without wind, and his eye sockets were instantly concave, dark red textures spread outward, and his eyes were scarlet.

The aura emitted by the whole person surged wildly at this moment!

All the kings here can clearly feel the tremor of the rules of heaven and earth, and a destructive force appears and disappears after a long time.

Mo Yu's eyes showed surprise for the first time, because he was not unfamiliar with this destructive power. It was the original rule that touched him when he used the power of demonization to forcibly break through the imperial rank.

This Qin Chuan actually touched the original rules!

The failure to come and eliminate him shows that he has not yet broken through the imperial rank, but his strength is now terrifying, and it is only a short distance from the super strong people in the imperial rank.

It can even be called the strongest young emperor in history!

Mo Yu frowned. He could clearly feel that the reason why Qin Chuan was able to burst out such a powerful force was to activate the bloodline in his body. If he had not been extracted from the tribe bloodline, as a member of the Xuanhuang clan, he could also master the bloodline power that was comparable to that, or even more powerful!

His eyes suddenly turned cold and he snorted coldly.

Even so, even if he loses his strong bloodline, he also has the ability to cut off the imperial rank, but he can escape unstoppably from the cultivator of the Heavenly Dao!

The strongest young emperor, in front of me, does not have the qualifications to be arrogant!

With a low growl, Mo Yu exuded an aura and erupted like a volcano.

At the same time, he stepped down and rushed forward, and his whole body rushed forward.

Qin Chuan's eyes shrank slightly, and he was shocked by Mo Yu's bursting breath, but now the situation is in a state of affairs, he has no choice but to retreat!

With a grim smile, he opened his arms, as if he was hugging his friend, letting go of defense and letting Mo Yu hit his chest. As long as he was hugged, the instant burst of power would be enough to squeeze Mo Yu's body out.

Qin Chuan has absolute confidence in this!

But the next moment, his eyes suddenly widened, revealing an incredible look.

Without waiting for him to tighten his arms, a terrifying force rushed into his body, causing a piercing pain that almost stopped beating his heart!

With a muffled groan, Qin Chuan stepped back. Before he could stop, Mo Yu's figure was approaching and roared, "I have already received two punches from you. You will take this third punch!"

Raise your hand and punch it.

Qin Chuan endured the stimulation of blood and energy in his chest, gritted his teeth and raised his arm to block the punch.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and the terrifying tide was like a meteorite falling to the ground. Qin Chuan's face turned pale and his body was knocked out directly.

Mo Yu stepped on his feet, jumped high into the air, and then fell sharply like a huge rock.

He stepped on Qin Chuan's chest and landed heavily on the battle stage.

In the even more terrifying loud noise, a huge deep pit appeared on the battle stage. Qin Chuan was lying at the bottom of the pit, his chest was sunken, and blood flowed out of his mouth and nose, and his eyes were wide open and he was full of reluctance.

He hugged Mo Yu's legs with both hands, but before he could open it, Mo Yu exerted a little force, and he let out a painful moan and blood spurted out of his mouth again.

"You lost."

The calm sound slowly spreads here. Although it is not very loud, it seems particularly harsh in an absolutely dead environment.

Countless monks were awakened, and a neat sound of gasping in the air suddenly sounded in the air, which was spectacular!

"Is Qin Chuan defeated?" A monk murmured, his face full of disbelief.

The monk's voice sounded awkward, "It's not just a defeat... I was completely crushed, and I had no power to fight back!"

"Is this Yu Mo actually a super strong man in the imperial rank?"

"It's definitely not the imperial rank, otherwise you and I can sense that pressure clearly!"

"Even if it is not the God Emperor, this person is infinitely close to this realm."

"Under the imperial rank, Yu Mo is invincible!"

Countless shocks were crying, and the many gathered eyes showed deep awe.

"Who are you?" Qin Chuan spoke in pain.

Mo Yu glanced at him and said lightly: "The great worship of Xuanqing Sect, Yu Mo." After saying that, he turned around and jumped out of the deep pit, and his eyes swept across the surroundings.

"The king level is worth the first place in the first place. If anyone doesn't accept it, he can fight."

Many of the God Kings were attracted by his eyes and hurriedly bowed their heads and expressed their consent to this.

nonsense!

Even Qin Chuan was defeated. If he fought with him again, wouldn’t he be seeking death?

They are not so stupid!

...

The assessment of the king-level competition for the subordinate forces of the Jiuxiao Shendao was completed ahead of schedule, and the great worship of the Xuanzong of Qing Dynasty won the first place.

Deserve the name!

Because of this, Xuanqing Sect’s ranking soared, jumping to third place in one fell swoop!

If the sect had not been weak overall strength, it would have been enough to become the leader of all forces.

The Xuanqing Sect was surprised by this result, and Huacha cried with joy, and felt more grateful to Mo Yu.

Of course, this is definitely not good news for the Jiuxiao Shendao, or rather some of the monks.

...

"Waste! They are all waste! Even this thing can't be done well, so what's the point of keeping you!" Jiang Zhe roared, like a furious lion, who was about to tear people apart at any time.

The next few monks were trembling and lowered their heads tightly, not daring to make any sound.

Jiang Zhe gasped, the more he thought about it, the more angry he felt, and the more he felt hot his face, as if he had been slapped hard!

He never felt this feeling!

"Get out! Get out of here!"

Several monks suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. In this situation, they wanted to go as far as possible, so naturally they would not stay.

After saluting respectfully, they turned around and left quickly.

Jiang Zhe looked up and looked at the empty hall. A feeling of shame came to his heart again.
To be continued...