The shocking sword light pierced the heaven and earth, as if it had crossed over from the ancient times, and was approaching the location of the Holy Son Tianlan.
With this sword, Mo Wangchen copied Lin Feng's swordsmanship, which he used to kill Yan Ruyi across the sky.
"You have already lost."
Before the light of the sword fell, Mo Wangchen spoke softly, looked at Holy Son Tianlan, and sealed the opponent's outcome with one word.
By now, even if Holy Son Tianlan wants to burn the power of his bloodline, it is already too late.
"No!"
He raised his head and roared, a strong unwillingness emerged in his heart, and the rainbow light bloomed all over his body, like a surging wave, and in an instant, some kind of energy barrier was formed, protecting his entire body.
"Crack!"
However, the barrier was vulnerable to a single blow and collapsed immediately the moment the sword light fell.
"Bah!"
Blood was sprayed freely, and the sword light finally fell on the body of Holy Son Tianlan, causing him to fly backwards. There was a clear blood mark on his chest, which was shockingly piercing.
After all, he possesses an inverse body, and Mo Wangchen's sword was copied from Lin Feng's. Naturally, it cannot be as powerful as when Lin Feng used it. It is still difficult to directly kill the Holy Son of Tianlan.
.
However, after being attacked by this sword, the Holy Son Tianlan at this moment was almost indistinguishable from the fallen one.
If it weren't for the inverse body, he would have been destroyed by the light of the sword!
The golden blood was dripping, and the face of Holy Son Tianlan was extremely pale, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. At this moment, he did not die immediately, but because of this, he was suffering from huge pain.
"What about the inverse body? What about the power of blood? In my hands, you still failed."
Mo Wangchen looked at the other party with cold eyes. This person was extremely conceited and arrogant. From the beginning, he believed that Mo Wangchen was not worthy of fighting with him. Now, he was defeated and died, and the path to assessment was cut off. This unnatural change,
This has dealt a huge blow to the Taoist heart of Holy Son Tianlan.
Even outside, Mo Wangchen is naturally no match for him, but as long as his Taoist heart is damaged, it won't take long for his own cultivation to be able to catch up with Holy Son Tianlan and crush the opponent with his true strength!
"Don't forget Chen...if I don't kill you, I, Jiang Jiuyun, will never be reborn in this life!"
He let out a final roar, and finally his body exploded, turning into a blood mist that filled the sky and drifted away in the wind.
"Buzz..."
At the same time, in Taifeng City, the figure of Holy Son Tianlan emerged. Even if he was severely damaged within the fifth heaven, his body would be safe outside.
But at this moment, his face was extremely pale, and the moment he appeared, he couldn't help coughing up blood.
The feeling of death just now made him so uncomfortable, and he never thought that he would lose this battle.
Burning the power of his bloodline, his comeback has come at such a high price, but now his Taoist heart has been damaged, making Holy Son Tianlan feel extremely frustrated. Coughing up blood is still a trivial matter. If he cannot withstand today's defeat, he will eventually stop here in the future.
, reduced to the dust of the times.
"call……"
Finally, he took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it, looking up at the sky, where the white-clothed figure standing high in the sky on the fifth level of the sky, after a while, Holy Son Tianlan withdrew his gaze, turned around and turned into a
The divine rainbow flies away.
"Holy Son Tianlan has been defeated..."
"The invincible bloodline, the undefeated legend of the Northern Wilderness, was lost to Mo Wangchen!"
"God King Body Mo Wangchen... I am afraid this name will really be resounding throughout the four regions of the world."
Everyone was extremely surprised, and even now, they still have not been able to react to the outcome of this battle.
As for everything here, Mo Wangchen ignored it. The sky gradually returned to its previous brightness, and the space that collapsed and collapsed due to the battle was gradually repaired.
He landed on the peak below, walked to the front of the statue, and immediately sat down cross-legged.
Mo Wangchen knew that defeating Holy Son Tianlan was just a big problem that he had solved. If he wanted to continue to move forward, there would be more and bigger problems waiting for him.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, half a month passed.
During this half month, Mo Wangchen had already left the fifth heaven and traveled all the way up. Now he has reached the eighth heaven.
In the eighth heaven, only ten people have come here. Apart from Mo Wangchen, there are also the three young kings of the Eastern Wasteland, Holy Son Ziji, Holy Girl Yunxi, and Holy Son Tianwu.
Zhen Ming had already been eliminated when he was in the Sixth Heaven.
When Mu Ling was in the seventh heaven, he fought with the Holy Son Feihong of Xihuang. Although both sides suffered losses, in the end, it was Holy Son Feihong who succeeded in reaching the eighth heaven, and Mu Ling was cut off from the examination path.
Mo Wangchen, Holy Son Ziji, Holy Lady Yunxi, Holy Son Tianwu, Holy Son Feihong, and the three Holy Sons from the Northern Wilderness, including the two Holy Sons from the Southern Wilderness, a total of four people, are gathered in the eighth heaven at this moment.
And here, there are only nine statues left, which means that of the ten of them, only nine can continue to move up, and one of them will eventually be eliminated here.
"Except for Mo Wangchen, all those who have survived the current assessment are Saint Son-level figures from a holy land."
"There are two holy sons and a saintly girl in the Eastern Barren, there is a Holy Son Feihong in the Western Barren, two people in the Southern Barren, and three people in the Northern Barren. If you include Mo Wangchen, there are four people in the Eastern Barren, who have lived to this day.
Now."
"This time, one person will be eliminated again. I wonder who it is?"
"I think Holy Son Feihong may have to stop here. He fought against the pastoral spirits in the seventh heaven and has not yet fully recovered. He will inevitably suffer too much if he competes with other Holy Sons."
"Not necessarily. Holy Son Qiantian has also encountered a bitter battle in the seventh heaven. He has consumed too much. It is also possible that he will stop."
"Rather than who will stop at the eighth level, what I am more curious about now is who will finally win the championship. Up to now, almost all the saints from all sides have demonstrated their strength. Who do you think has a greater chance?"
"My first recommendation is Mo Wangchen. Even Nisheng Bloodline was defeated by him. Moreover, the magic pen in his hand can copy all the methods in the world. When competing in the same situation, he can be said to be invincible."
"It is also possible for the Holy Son Ziji. For some reason, I have always felt that this person is extremely mysterious. When he was in the Seventh Heaven, he also fought against a Holy Son in the Southern Wilderness and defeated him easily. He also had the power of a Holy Son.
It would have been too easy for him to win."
"In the past, I witnessed the battle between the Holy Son of Purple Ji and the Dragon Bird of the East Wilderness. Compared with that time, the strength he showed this time was much stronger. And I don't know if you have discovered the skills he used.
, does not seem to belong to the Purple Holy Land..."
"Don't forget that there is another Holy Son of Heavenly Martial Arts who possesses an immortal sword body. There is nothing in the world that he cannot kill. I have been looking forward to what will happen if Holy Son of Heavenly Martial Arts and Mo Wangchen meet together?"
In Taifeng City, the crowd was talking a lot. Now, many situations have become clear, and the final decisive battle is almost here.