Chapter 3325: Attacking the Gods

Chapter 3366: Attacking the God of Heaven

"Mo Qingyun, even if you transform into your original form, you are still no match for me."

While chasing Mo Qingyun, Yang Luo sneered, as if he saw the victory tilting.

Looking at Yang Luo approaching at a very fast speed, Mo Qingyun's mouth curled up slightly, and he smiled faintly: "You seem to have forgotten the power of the Heavenly Might Tyrant Body."

Heavenly Might Secret Technique!

Without waiting for Yang Luo to react, Mo Qingyun used the Heavenly Might Secret Technique to attack Yang Luo.

As the Heavenly Might Secret Technique was used, the battle that was originally sealed and gathered suddenly gathered dark clouds in the sky, and thunder surged.

As the thunderclouds gathered, the formation that stabilized the battle platform seemed to become unstable.

"So strong, is this the Heavenly Might Tyrant Body?"

"Just from the momentum, an ordinary God Emperor's attack may not reach this level."

"Even the God Emperor can't block it, can Yang Luo block it?"

"How do I know? I don't even have the cultivation of the God King Realm. How about you try it?"

"Get lost, saving you is afraid of death, I'm not afraid!"

...

Seeing the power of the Heavenly Might Tyrant Body, the people around were amazed.

Kong Ziyan's beautiful eyes widened, and she covered her mouth with her hands, saying: "This guy is really hiding too deep, and he even left this trump card. I wonder if Yang Luo can block it?"

"Clan leader, do we want it?"

Seeing the momentum of Mo Qingyun's Heavenly Might Secret Technique, some elders of the Kong Xuantian Saint Clan looked at Kong Qingliu with concern.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Obviously worried that the Heavenly Might Secret Technique was too strong and would accidentally hurt Yang Luo.

Listening to the elders' questions, Kong Qingliu shook his head and said, "Don't worry. With Yang Luo's strength, even if he can't block the Tianwei secret technique, his life will not be in trouble."

"Let's not interfere.

Let Yang Luo try to block it. Maybe he has some trump cards."

Seeing Kong Qingliu say this, the elders stopped talking and looked at the tenth area nervously.

None of them thought that such a battle situation would occur in the tenth area where the candidates' combat power was ordinary.

Boom boom boom...

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, a series of terrifying thunders fell from the air.

As these thunders fell, Yang Luo, who was the first to be hit, was submerged.

Boom boom boom...

At this moment, Yang Luo was like a target, being bombarded by thunders one after another.

Although Yang Luo tried his best to resist, there were still many thunders that bombarded him one after another.

Looking at Yang Luo's situation, everyone felt sorry for him and felt some sympathy for him.

It's really unlucky for this guy to meet an opponent like Mo Qingyun.

Shao Qing.

The thunder stopped falling, and the thunderclouds in the sky dissipated, revealing Yang Luo's body.

At this moment, Yang Luo was no longer as high-spirited and imposing as before, and looked extremely embarrassed.

His hair was disheveled, like dry grass, his clothes were tattered, his whole body was charred, and many places were still smoking.

In his current state, even if he became a beggar, the Beggars' Sect might not accept him.

If I had to describe him now.

That's one word, miserable!

Too miserable!

Looking at Yang Luo's appearance, Mo Qingyun's mouth curled up slightly and smiled: "How is it? Do you feel satisfied? Do you want to do it again?"

While Mo Qingyun was speaking, he once again urged the Tianwei Tyrant Body, causing a change of color in the sky above the battle stage.

Seeing this scene, Yang Luo's body trembled, and he said coldly: "I... admit defeat!"

After Yang Luo's words fell, he turned around and walked out of the battle stage tremblingly.

Seeing Yang Luo's appearance, an elder who was familiar with him immediately went forward to help him leave.

"You are too timid. I just said it casually, and you can't use it again."

Looking at Yang Luo's back, Mo Qingyun smiled faintly and teased him again.

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Yang Luo's body trembled obviously, not knowing whether he was angry or scared.

But for him, it didn't matter whether Mo Qingyun's words were true or false.

Now, let alone Mo Qingyun's use of Tianwei secret skills, even a slight push could knock him down.

As Yang Luo left the battle stage, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

At this moment, the attention of the people around was all focused on Mo Qingyun.

Yang Luo lost!

This means that Mo Qingyun has advanced.

Next, he will compete with the other ten people for one of the ten places in the holy war.

The next ten people may be stronger than Yang Luo, and the battle will be more intense.

When everyone was shocked, Mo Qingyun didn't say anything nonsense and sat down on the spot.

Immediately, Mo Qingyun closed his eyes and devoted himself to cultivation again.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's performance, everyone was puzzled and whispered to each other.

"What does he want to do?"

"Looking at his appearance, he was probably injured in the fight just now and is preparing to adjust his breathing to recover and heal."

"I don't think so. He looks more like he is trying to break through the realm."

"It's really possible. He probably stopped practicing because he was going to fight with Yang Luo just now."

"Look, he is condensing the fine lines of the law. He really intends to break through the realm of the gods."

...

Looking at Mo Qingyun's performance, everyone was amazed.

They didn't expect that Mo Qingyun had not reached his limit at this point.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's situation, the elder who was in a complicated duel looked at Kong Qingliu with difficulty and said, "Clan leader, Mo Qingyun continues to practice. In this way, the tenth area still cannot be integrated. What should we do?"

Listening to the elder's request, Kong Qingliu frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said, "The battle of the other ten people has not ended yet, and the ranking has not been determined. Mo Qingyun is not in a hurry to fight with them."

"Wait until the ten of them are ranked, and Mo Qingyun will fight with the last one, and the ten people who will advance will naturally come out."

Seeing Kong Qingliu say this, the elder stopped talking and continued to lead the battle of Kong Ran and others.

As for Mo Qingyun on the side, another elder guarded him to prevent his practice from being disturbed.

Next, time passed by little by little while Mo Qingyun was practicing.

As time went by, the number of fine lines of laws condensed by Mo Qingyun became more and more.

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred, five hundred, eight hundred, one thousand...

It was unknown how long it took, but the fine lines of laws condensed by Mo Qingyun finally reached a limit.

Five thousand!

The number of fine lines of law condensed by Mo Qingyun this time has reached five thousand again.

Looking at the five thousand fine lines of law in the sky, the people around were stunned, and their expressions were responsible.

In this way, the number of fine lines of law condensed by Mo Qingyun has reached twenty-five thousand.

When everyone thought that Mo Qingyun had only condensed twenty-five thousand, Mo Qingyun thought in his heart: "Thirty thousand fine lines of law should be my limit, it's time to impact the Heavenly God Realm."

As soon as Mo Qingyun thought in his heart, he no longer hesitated and began to impact the Heavenly God Realm.