Chapter nine hundred and ninety seventh war emperor Mocheng
Zhong Zihao suddenly escaped from the island, completely beyond the expectations of several people. Mo Cheng jumped up almost at the same time, and another strong man from the Void Tiangong and Shaoguang Tiangong also immediately spread out to chase him out.
Thousands of miles away, a man in black robe suddenly stepped out of the void, then raised his hand and waved, and disappeared without a trace again. After several flashes, he was already 20,000 miles away from the small island.
Suddenly, Zhong Zihao discovered that there was a terrifying force coming from the front, forming an irresistible pressure that caused the space to become violently distorted.
Of course he knew that only Mo Cheng, who had an ethereal body, could catch up with someone so quickly.
He didn't panic, and simply escaped from the void, standing high above a mountain range.
"Wow!"
The void in front of him instantly retreated, as if a huge whirlpool had been stirred up. After an instant, Mo Cheng's figure slowly emerged.
"The speed is quite fast. If my cultivation level is equal to yours, I guess you will still be able to escape this time!" Mo Cheng appeared, his eyes like sharp blades, and his cold murderous intent bloomed without reservation.
After waiting for so long, but almost allowing his enemy to escape, how could he not be angry?
"Actually, if I want to escape, you may not be able to catch me!"
Zhong Zihao was not angry. Since it was a scene he deliberately created, he was certainly prepared to face the emperor at the peak of the Supreme Realm.
In fact, what he said just now was not a lie. With the increasing improvement of his cultivation level and the cultivation experience of his predecessor Lin Haotian, the Emperor of Nothingness, Zhong Zihao is no longer much inferior to Mo Cheng in the way of space.
The biggest gap should be attributed to cultivation level!
"Stop talking nonsense and accept your fate!"
Mo Cheng flipped his hands and offered up an earthy yellow alms bowl: "This thing was owned by the emperor's younger brother back then, but his body was destroyed by you in the Soul-Desolating Heavenly Palace. Now, I will use his former divine weapon to kill you, and it will be considered as a gift."
He takes revenge!"
Immediately, pure space power surged, actively sealing the void within a hundred miles radius. With a wave of his hand, a buzzing sound that spread cracks in the space came from the alms bowl, pressing down on Zhong Zihao head-on.
Mo Cheng was worthy of being at the peak of the Supreme Realm. As soon as his pure Yuan Power broke out, the entire world was annihilated. Ancient trees, sand, gravel, and soil were all turned into powder in an instant.
"Boom!"
A loud roar spread across the countryside, and a strong wind surged where Zhong Zihao was. The space had been shattered layer by layer, but his figure was missing.
"Take my sword!"
Suddenly, a loud roar came from the sky, and the black-robed figure held the God-Slaying Sword. The tip of the sword had already turned into a Tai Chi Yin and Yang pattern that emitted destructive waves and swooped down.
"Soul power is so powerful?"
Mo Cheng was slightly frightened. It turned out that the action of sealing the void just now was completely unnecessary. Zhong Zihao's soul power had already risen to the same level as him, and he could not restrain the other party at all.
But he was the emperor's son after all, so he remained calm and calm. All his majestic energy poured into the alms bowl in his hand, and rays of light rippled out of it. Several layers of space were arranged in front of him to resist the sword light inspired by Zhong Zihao.
"Bang bang!"
The two of them struck with all their strength, shaking the whole world. The mountain peak at their feet was half destroyed by this force, and Zhong Zihao and Mo Cheng were pushed back several miles at the same time.
"Um?"
Mo Cheng frowned again. Although the move just now was a passive defense, the opponent's power was too great, and his hands were still numb until now.
Zhong Zihao's energy and blood were also surging. On the surface, the fight seemed to be evenly matched. However, his unexpected attack was taken over by Mo Cheng, and the emperor's fighting power was still beyond his expectation.
"Swallow!"
Zhong Zihao made a decision immediately. If an opponent of this level did not reveal his true potential, he might be in danger.
Without turning into a demon, his most powerful attack is the devouring magical power that can increase his cultivation level in a short period of time.
In the blink of an eye, a thin layer of black mist spread from Zhong Zihao's body, covering the sky, and the life force within a hundred miles radius was rapidly passing away.
Moreover, even the elemental energy, demonic energy, demonic energy, etc. in the air were also swallowed up.
When Mo Cheng took a closer look, he saw that Zhong Zihao, who was still in the middle stage of the Supreme Realm before, but within two breaths, actually exuded the aura fluctuations that can only be seen by strong people in the late Supreme Realm.
He had never seen the scene where Zhong Zihao killed Luo Yu at the entrance of the barrier. At this moment, he found it incredible and finally regarded this black-robed man as an opponent of the same level.
Mo Cheng was secretly shocked. In just a few years, the other party had already improved his cultivation to this level. If he were allowed to continue to grow, it would definitely cause serious trouble.
"boom!"
When he thought of this, he no longer dared to hide his clumsiness at all, and his aura suddenly reached its peak. With a vast and majestic pressure coming, he once again controlled the khaki bowl in his hand.
"call out!"
I saw a gray light emanating from the alms bowl, and wherever it passed, the void collapsed. It was pure space energy condensed to the extreme. In theory, as long as it is powerful enough to a certain extent, it can destroy everything in the world.
At the same time, the God-Slaying Sword erupted into a deep and dazzling black mist, which looked extremely weird, and suddenly fell down.
"Crash!"
At this moment, the void around the two people collapsed in pieces, and thousands of people retreated. This terrifying power wanted to swallow the sky and sweep across the nine heavens and ten earths!
"Rumble...boom!"
Continuous roars came from the center of the explosion, and the two men groaned at the same time. They were both affected, but the murderous intent in their eyes was even worse, and their momentum was still rising.
This is a true equal match. As the emperor's son, Mo Cheng absolutely cannot accept this result.
He instantly took back the khaki alms bowl and sacrificed his own divine weapon - the golden silkworm heart-twisting thorn.
The moment this magic weapon was sacrificed, a sharp golden light burst into the sky. As Mo Cheng's source power was injected into it, several spikes rose up in the storm, rolling up the endless void and wrapping around Zhong Zihao.
"It should be a high-grade space artifact!"
How could Zhong Zihao dare to look down upon it? Facing this kind of magical weapon, the current level of the Divine Sword was simply unable to resist.
In desperation, he repeatedly used his empty hand to dodge, and at the same time, he prepared to use the black flame, the peak artifact. Mo Cheng was deliberately lured here today, and he had already made a murderous intention.
However, when he finally escaped from the attack range of the Golden Silkworm Heart-twisting Thorn and was about to take out the Black Flame Demonic Sword, he suddenly felt a terrifying murderous intent flashing around him.
"Puff puff puff!"
A demonic power that destroyed the world suddenly descended. The surrounding heaven and earth energy and the void were shattered by this force. At the same time, several sword lights suddenly flashed.
Zhong Zihao was sure that these attacks were definitely not from Mo Cheng, but from a demon cultivator with terrifying cultivation.
"I, Xuan Shang, am here, Zhong Zihao, it's time for you to die!"