Hundreds of miles away from the camp, thousands of miles above the ground! Mo Xiong and Shang Yan were facing each other, a few meters apart, with their feet in the void. The atmosphere was tense, with absolute confidence in their eyes.
Lin Chen, the Lord of Wuyou City and the Lord of Yuanshi Mountain, as well as several other members of Yunyue's team, retreated several hundred meters away, and their eyes fell on the two people in the middle.
"Where did you get the confidence to fight me again?"
Mo Xiong saw that Shang Yan was still very calm at this time. It was obvious that he was not pretending. Suspicion finally appeared in his eyes.
Not to mention him, even the Lord of Wuyou City and the Lord of Yuanshi Mountain were completely confused about the situation.
"You really don't want to take action?"
The Lord of Wuyou City withdrew his gaze and looked at Lin Chen, somewhat anxiously.
"Not only will I not take action, senior, please don't interfere either! You and I are both at a higher level than Mo Xiong. If we take action, it won't be a big deal for the other party's great-grandfather to cause trouble. The problem is that others may think that we are from the small world of the wilderness.
Some people don't understand the rules and bully the weak.
Furthermore, you should know my master’s character better than I do.
He has lost face, so naturally he has to find it himself instead of asking me, a disciple, to take action.
Even if I help him beat him up, he won't be happy!"
Lin Chen shook his head and his tone was very certain, that is, he would never take action.
He smiled: "Senior, don't worry.
When will you see us, master and disciple, fighting an uncertain battle?"
"That's true.
You two, master and disciple, are more cunning than the other!"
Wuyou City Lord didn't know whether this was a compliment or a criticism. After saying this, he looked at Shang Yan again, waiting for the other party to give him a surprise.
"Do not talk nonsense.
Take action quickly!"
Shang Yan was not interested in answering Mo Xiong's question and spoke coldly.
Mo Xiong's face darkened: "The lesson I taught you last time was obviously not profound enough. In this case, this time, I will make you always remember the gap between you and me!"
"Phantom Soul Ghost Step!"
Whoa! Mo Xiong turned into a black shadow, accompanied by a strange cry and howl, bursting out with terrifying speed, and rushed straight towards Shang Yan.
"Amazing speed.
Even if I fight against him, at least in terms of speed, I won't be able to gain any advantage!"
The Lord of Yuanshi Mountain looked solemn.
If Shang Yan was in his prime, he wouldn't have anything to worry about. The problem is that today's Shang Yan is not only not as good as before, but even the Divine Prison Tower that he once relied on was given to Lin Chen.
In this case, how to fight with the opponent?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, he saw a small black tower flying out of Shang Yan's hand.
"God's Prison Tower?"
The Lord of Yuanshi Mountain was stunned, "What's going on? Wasn't the Divine Prison Tower given to Lin Chen? Why did it return to Shang Yan's hands?
Could it be that, Lin Chen, you gave it back to him?"
"There is a high probability that it was lent to him for use, but it is not surprising to return it to him. After all, although the Divine Prison Tower is far more powerful than the ordinary Chaos Treasure, it is not the Yunmeng Treasure after all. It has limited effect on Lin Chen today."
The leader of Wuyou City was still full of doubts, "What's important is not why the Divine Prison Tower returned to the hands of the Divine Prison, but that relying on a Chaos Treasure was not enough to make him come back.
I still don’t understand what his plan is! Hey, this is—” The voice of the Lord Wuyou stopped abruptly.
I saw the Divine Prison Tower floating in the air, turning into the size of a small mountain. The space at the top of the tower was distorted, and a black vortex appeared, filled with violent power and shrouded Mo Xiong.
Mo Xiong, who was rushing towards Shang Yan, was caught off guard and was pulled by the force and turned around, flying straight towards the Divine Prison Tower.
"What kind of treasure is this?"
Mo Xiong was shocked and turned pale. He roared angrily, and the sound of rushing rivers came from his body.
Behind him, the phantoms of mountains and rivers appeared, and an extremely thick aura filled his body. Colorful air currents appeared out of thin air and revolved around him at extremely fast speeds.
The speed of his flight towards the Divine Prison Tower finally slowed down sharply.
Although he finally stopped, he looked red-faced and thick-necked, and it was obvious that he had exhausted all his strength to resist the power from the Divine Prison Tower.
At this time, if you still want to fight with others, your fighting power will undoubtedly be greatly reduced.
The next moment, the Divine Prison Tower was filled with blood-colored light. In an instant, it swept across Mo Xiong's body, and scarlet blood slowly poured out from Mo Xiong's body.
"My blood, no, it's the vitality of my inner world, which is passing quickly! My whole inner world is shaking!"
Mo Xiong turned pale with fright and said angrily: "Yunmeng Treasure! How come you have Yunmeng Treasure in your hand?"
"Yunmeng Treasure?"
The Lord of Wuyou City and the Lord of Yuanshi Mountain are confused. The Divine Prison Tower is just a treasure of chaos. How could it become the treasure of Yunmeng?
Did the other party make a mistake?
But it seems that the other party is not mistaken. The terrifying power displayed by the Divine Prison Tower at this moment can only be explained by the fact that it is Yunmeng's treasure! "What, I still have to introduce to you the origin of my treasure?"
Shang Yan sneered and thought to himself, even if I wanted to introduce him, I couldn't.
After all, he doesn’t know what’s going on, so how can he introduce it to others! Just now, Lin Chen told him that the Divine Prison Tower now has the power of Yunmeng Treasure, which can help him win. He still doesn’t believe it, but now the facts are before his eyes.
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But when it comes to why the Divine Prison Tower has such terrifying power now, he is just as confused as others.
With Ling'er's cooperation, Shang Yan, the old master of the Divine Prison Tower, was still able to control the Divine Prison Tower with ease.
At the same time as he spoke, he had already taken action, and his figure disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of the other party.
"Daluo Wuchen Palm!"
Shang Yan struck out with a palm, and an illusion of stars appeared behind him. The raging flames gathered in his palm, and finally hit Mo Xiong's chest.
Mo Xiong was furious and subconsciously wanted to dodge. However, as soon as his attention fell on Shang Yan, his body was immediately out of control and he was dragged towards the Divine Prison Tower.
Pulled by a huge force, he didn't even have time to use defensive measures! Boom!! Shang Yan struck out with a palm, and Mo Xiong spurted blood from his mouth and flew backwards.
But before it could fly backwards for a few meters, it was headed towards the Divine Prison Tara again.
Boom! The next second, he was knocked back by Shang Yan, and then pulled back by the power of the Divine Prison Tower.
It looks like a ball tied with a rope, constantly being knocked away and then being pulled back again.
"Stop fighting! If you continue to fight, he will be crippled!"
Seeing this, a member of Yunyue's team couldn't help but speak. If this matter was spread, then those of them who participated in the onlookers would also be punished.
Shang Yan stretched out his hand and grabbed Mo Xiong in his hand: "Now, do you admit defeat?"
Mo Xiong said angrily: "I'm a loser. If you don't use the Yunmeng Treasure, you won't be my opponent at all!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that not only Shang Yan, but also several other people were looking at him as if they were a fool.