"What kind of monster is this?"
Mu Shengqiu raised her head and looked nervously at the skull with hollow features, her palms full of sweat.
The invisible sense of oppression has formed an airtight cage between heaven and earth, and no one can escape alone.
What Kenroya saw was the thrilling and strange facial features. The thunder and lightning kept roaring and flashing, and the flickering and darkening gave the black cloud world a somewhat terrifying color.
In the distance, the group of powerful Martial Emperors arrived at the place where Huo Wu fell and found no trace of him. Even San Ji disappeared quietly.
When we were originally preparing to carry out an in-depth search, we never expected that a supreme powerhouse would intervene with such power from heaven and earth.
Everyone in the Alchemist Guild has a preliminary consensus that this evil aura cannot come from one's own side.
It's obvious that the person who came here is evil.
"Who am I telling you? It turns out it's you, Venerable Mozi Qimo, who is here..."
A loud sound came from the mouth of the skull made of black clouds, which opened and closed like a loud bell, and could be heard clearly from farther away.
After hearing the resounding name of Lord Mo, everyone present took a breath and wondered what day it was. Suddenly, two powerful men of the Martial Lord level appeared.
From the conversation between these two people, everyone also understood that they at least knew each other.
"I didn't expect to meet so soon after we said goodbye last time. Could it be that your Majesty wants to ask me for advice again?"
Lin Yu and their master's original name was Mo Ziqi, and only then did everyone know his name.
For the martial arts sect, Mo Ziqi is considered to be an above-average strong person in the sect.
Facing the infinite pressure above his head, he was calm and unhurried but still had a hint of arrogance in his words. All of this confused everyone present.
Is it possible that this Mo Ziqi has fought against such a being before? And the words seemed to have the meaning of being a sure winner.
"Hmph, it's just a mirror clone. Isn't it easy for me to take care of you now? How can I ask for advice!"
The skull suddenly became angry, roaring with strong winds, and thunder and lightning exploded continuously inside. The power of heaven and earth it carried made people awe-inspiring.
"It's not good. He can see so easily that this is not the master's true form. This person is so strong."
Daoren and his fellow disciples knew the master's mirror image very well.
If Mo Ziqi were here, the previous battle would have ended in a crushing manner without any effort.
However, after using the mirror clone, the power of this clone is only at the peak level of Wuzong. It is still insufficient to kill Feihu and Han Ze instantly.
From this conversation, everyone also had a general understanding. They thought that Mo Ziqi of this martial arts sect really has great supernatural powers. A mirror clone is the peak strength of Wu Zong. What if it is the real body? What kind of heaven-defying existence is that?
"There is nothing we can do about it!" Mo Ziqi raised his hand gracefully and walked forward slowly, explaining, "The land of Tianzhong and the land of Apocalypse are far apart. If I were to come to the rescue, it would be difficult to save the fire from afar. Although the mirror clone can only exert twenty-three percent of the power of the original body, it can temporarily relieve the urgent need, right?"
Mo Ziqi floated in the air and stopped. He glanced at Heiyunren's face with an interesting look, and then said slowly, "Your Majesty may have come here in a hurry, otherwise he wouldn't have shown himself in this form."
"Hehehe, you mean that my thoughts are no match for your clone?"
Mo Ziqi looked back and smiled. The meaning was self-evident. He had also discovered a long time ago that Lord Lei Ming had traveled thousands of miles with his thoughts to reach here quickly. The two sides were just each other. If they really wanted to fight, I'm afraid Mo Ziqi Zi Qi still has to gain some upper hand.
"Owner……"
A voice came from the ground, and a pair of empty eyes in the sky looked down with thunderous blue light. Han Ze was seen in a miserable state, with unkempt hair and dirty face, and his silver scales were broken. Now he was staggering even when he was standing.
Fortunately for the flying fox, this huge guy was very resistant to being beaten. When he saw Venerable Thunder appearing above this place, he immediately flapped his wings and flew towards the face of the black cloud man. A sharp scream came from his throat, seeming to be telling the former. Feeling aggrieved.
"You take Han Ze and retreat first, and I will leave this place to you."
"As commanded."
Feihu, who had always been arrogant, was unusually docile at the moment, with no ferocious look in his eyes, only a respectful and obedient attitude.
After the flying fox carried Han Ze, the black cloud face suddenly faced Mo Ziqi and said, "Mo Ziqi, the outcome was undecided last time. When we meet here today, I will teach you your clever tricks again. I just want to learn from you." If you can resolve it with one move, then I will leave on my own and never come back again, what do you think?"
"Then please give me some advice!"
Mo Ziqi smiled and made a gesture of invitation. He knew in his heart that the other party just wanted to test the strength of his clone. If he couldn't catch it, there would definitely be another dispute.
Once it is successfully dealt with, it means that the opponent has no certainty of victory and will have to retreat immediately.
"Okay, let's see how I tear this clone of yours into pieces."
Hei Yun burst out laughing wildly, and suddenly everyone noticed that Hei Yun's face became distorted while laughing, and his facial features had undergone great changes, making him look very awkward.
Mo Ziqi didn't dare to be careless. He raised his hand and activated the maximum output mode of his spiritual energy.
Instantly, the ground shook, and the vast ground cracked everywhere, causing everyone to scream in surprise.
The technique of giant stone, God Statue Qianyin, was used again, and the scattered stones, no matter how big or small, rushed towards Mo Ziqi, and soon formed the shape of a human body.
No matter what martial arts the opponent used, Mo Ziqi had a great chance of winning with this move.
The black clouds in the sky were rolling, and the strange human face had disappeared in the distortion, replaced by a black cloud that was twisting and rolling, like a dragon soaring among the clouds.
Soon, the black clouds condensed into a long black dragon. Thunder and lightning flickered from time to time on its winding body, and its empty eyes showed the light of thunder and lightning. It looked calm and intimidating, making people afraid to look directly at it.
The gathering black dragon was tumbling among the clouds, and as it moved around, the color of the sky and the earth changed. Under the roar of the dragon, the black clouds and thunder exploded, directly hitting everyone's heart.
Even powerful Martial Kings like Daoren and others couldn't help but shudder.
Speaking of which, Venerable Lei Ming is quite virtuous in martial arts. He could launch a strong attack before Mo Ziqi could condense into a complete body. In this way, he would have a great chance of winning.
But he didn't take advantage of others' danger, but waited for Mo Ziqi to completely complete his form...
