Although this move did not pose much of a threat to Mo Xu, it at least resolved the crisis for Bai Ling.
Bai Ling chirped and came to Ling Hao and glanced at Ling Hao.
"It's okay!" Ling Hao raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled lightly.
"Sure enough, I have some skills, and I can still stand up!"
Seeing Ling Hao chatting and laughing with him even after exchanging moves, Mo Xu narrowed his eyes slightly.
Although the move he just made did not use all his strength, let alone the mid-stage Saint Emperor, even the mid-transcendent stage was not so easy to catch.
Ling Hao was only slightly injured, which naturally surprised him.
"Surprise?" Ling Hao took out a Qi Condensing Pill from his body and threw it into his mouth.
"It's indeed a bit surprising!" Mo Xu responded: "But let's stop here! I won't waste any more time with you!"
After he finished speaking, his aura continued to rise, and the coercive aura within the barrier once again increased by several orders of magnitude.
"I want to see how resistant you can be!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed the void with his right hand, and then the void became distorted.
The next moment, an invisible force hit Ling Hao, and wherever it passed, the surrounding void was distorted.
At the same time, Ling Hao also took action.
This time, he directly activated his strongest trump card, Long Ao Jiutian!
In the blink of an eye, after the nine dragons merged into one, the phantom dragon let out a long roar and surged out with the force of thunder, creating a turbulent wave in the barrier.
The yellow light around the dragon was more than twice as dazzling as what he had used before, and several thunderbolts were wrapped around the dragon's body, making a crackling sound.
Just from the aura of this divine dragon, it can be seen that this move is definitely several orders of magnitude stronger than when he used it before.
Boom!
A shocking loud noise spread across the void, and a mushroom cloud of air waves rose up. The powerful air waves hit the barrier hard, and the barrier broke with the sound and exploded instantly.
At the same time, Ling Hao flew thousands of meters away.
When he stabilized his body, he opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. His breath was abnormally disordered, his meridians were damaged, and his injuries were serious.
On the other hand, Mo Xu.
This time, he was no longer unscathed.
Under the impact of the air wave, his figure flew a distance of three to four hundred meters, and there was a faint trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He was obviously injured to some extent.
"How is that possible?!"
After stabilizing his body, Mo Xu couldn't help but exclaimed, with a look of shock on his face.
A mere boy who was in the middle stage of the Holy Emperor staged a head-on attack against him. Not only was he not seriously injured, but he was also knocked back such a long distance.
You know, you are one big level plus five small levels higher than your opponent!
If they were all changed to small levels, it would be a full fifteen levels!
He was actually injured by the other party!
Is there anything more nonsense than this?
"Boy, is there something else in your body?" Mo Xu suppressed the surging blood in his heart and saw Ling Hao speak.
He is not mentally retarded. If he were to rely on Ling Hao's own combat power, it would be absolutely impossible for him to do this!
call!
As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of purple flames appeared next to Ling Hao, it was Zi Ling!
There is no doubt that the move just now was clearly done by Zi Ling.
"Brother Ling Hao, how are you, are you okay?" Zi Ling looked at Ling Hao and asked.
"If you don't wake up, you won't have brother Ling Hao anymore." Ling Hao replied.
Zi Ling had been in a deep sleep since she swallowed the mass of spiritual veins under the pool, and she didn't wake up until just now.
"Hehe, no way!" Zi Ling responded with a smile: "Brother Ling Hao will never be beaten to death!"