Divine beast system, cultivating divine beasts can become stronger

The sky was dark and the wind was blowing.

The coastal area of ​​Tianming Continent was in a coma.

The icebergs released by Mo Qingwu that day still haven't melted, like tombstones, standing between the sky and the earth, seeing these icebergs, the anger in Xiao Zhi's heart burned even more.

Now, the four venerables of the Zhengdao League are trapped in Xingxiejiao, fighting with the four demon venerables.

There are four more venerables coming here, and Mo Qingwu is among them.

However, Shen Yiming, who is the strongest of the two ways of righteousness and evil, did not leave, and was still on the cliff, playing chess with Fang Qing, but Shen Yiming no longer had the concentration of the past, and seemed restless.

"They are here." Luo Yuan raised his finger and sensed the breath of the four venerables from a long distance away.

Xiao Zhi immediately pulled out the magic saber, and rushed forward without waiting for others to react.

"Mo Qingwu, take your life!!!" Xiao Zhi let out a roar that shook the sky, the magic knife in his hand flickered coldly, longing for the nourishment of blood.

Hearing Xiao Zhi's roar, Mo Qingwu was startled suddenly.

Is he still alive?

Didn't my Ice Soul Suppressing Curse kill him?

Just when Mo Qing was surprised, Xiao Zhi had already flown over.

I saw Xiao Zhi holding the magic knife in his hand, the devil energy was surging, and the tyrannical coercion that belonged to the out-of-body powerhouse burst out.

"Huh? It's him! No, how did he become so strong!" Mo Qingwu exclaimed.

"Take your life!" Xiao Zhi raised his magic knife and slashed at Mo Qingwu.

In an instant, the knife lighted thousands of feet, as if it wanted to tear everything apart.

"Hmph! Since you are still alive, I will die for you! This time, I will kill you with my own hands to avenge my brother!" Mo Qingwu snorted coldly, and the icy breath swept across hundreds of miles. Inside, everything freezes.

The moment the saber light cut down, Mo Qingwu waved his hand, and an ice curtain appeared out of thin air, blocking Xiao Zhi's saber light.

Immediately, Mo Qingwu raised both hands, and whispered Bingshan Hell in his mouth.

As soon as this move was made, the surrounding terrain changed instantly, and icebergs rose up one after another, turning this flat plain into an extremely cold place.

Now, this place has become Mo Qingwu's home field.

On the way to Xingxijiao, Young Master Ye once introduced Mo Qingwu's methods to Xiao Zhi, and especially introduced the Bingshan Hell.

The Iceberg Hell move is not lethal. Its function is to change the terrain and create a fighting environment that is beneficial to Mo Qingwu.

In the Iceberg Hell, Mo Qingwu's overall strength will increase by [-]%, and the environment of the Iceberg Hell can also restrain other strong spiritual roots and affect the enemy.

It can be said that Bingshan Hell is Mo Qingwu's own stage.

Among the two ways of righteousness and evil, except for Shen Yiming and Luo Yuan, no one can defeat Mo Qingwu in the environment of Bingshan Hell, not even Young Master Ye.

However, Xiao Zhi was not worried about this.

Not only will Iceberg Hell not affect him, but it can also create a favorable fighting environment for him.

Because Xiao Zhi has the ability of ice blood, Xiao Zhi will also gain strength in places where the temperature is low.

This is the ability that Hualong fed back to Xiao Zhi, a seemingly inconspicuous ability that can restrain Mo Qingwu very well.

The iceberg hell spreads for hundreds of miles, and within a hundred miles, there is a polar scene.

Where the iceberg passes, millions of mortals suffer, and hundreds of millions of lives suffer.

As the saying goes, when gods fight, mortals suffer, and in the battle between the strong, it is often these mortals who suffer the most, because they don't know when they will lose their lives.

This is a world where the strong are respected, and the weak do not even have the right to live.

"Give back my brother's life!" Mo Qingwu's black hair fluttered, and his voice was like a ghost.

"Mo Qingwu, take your life!" Xiao Zhi was so angry that his voice was like thunder.

Xiao Zhi killed Mo Qingwu's beloved and only younger brother.

Mo Qingwu killed Xiao Zhi's favorite and the first divine beast he obtained.

Blood feud, how can we tolerate it!

Xiao Zhi rushed towards Mo Qingwu like a cannonball.

The same is true for Mo Qingwu, who directly ran into Xiao Zhi.

The two were overwhelmed by hatred and rationality, and their attack methods no longer had any skills.

At this moment, they have only one purpose.

That is to kill each other!

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!" Xiao Zhi frantically waved the magic knife, without any defense on his body, like a madman.

"Die to me!!!" Mo Qingwu used the ice as a sword, and stabbed out a thousand swords in an instant.

Looking at the crazy two, the three venerables were dumbfounded.

"What's going on with them?"

"I do not know."

"God, are they all crazy?"

While the three venerables were talking, Luo Yuan came here with all the demon venerables.

In the blink of an eye, three demon venerables rushed up and fought with the three venerables.

"Huh? Where's Shen Yiming? Why didn't he come?" Luo Yuan frowned, looked around, but found no trace of Shen Yiming.

"Could he be afraid of me? Huh, if you don't come, I'll go find you myself!" Luo Yuan snorted softly, controlled the white jade seat, and flew in the direction of Shen Anzong.

At this moment, the top powerhouses of the two ways of righteousness and evil have already started a full-scale battle.

This is a battle that can change the fate of one side. It is a battle between the strong, and the weak are not qualified to participate.

Ye Gongzi stopped in the distance, watching the battle between Xiao Zhi and Mo Qingwu from afar.

Beside Ye Gongzi, there was a short and stocky man with dysentery on his head.

He is the weakest Demon Lord in the Demon Dao, named Hulu Demon Lord, because his strength is too weak, so he did not participate in this battle.

"Hey, if only I hadn't been injured, watching them fight makes my hands itch too," Ye Gongzi said.

"Oh, Mr. Ye, you have no chance if you want to fight. There are only so many venerables in the Zhengdao League, and they have divided them all." Kulu Mozun said.

Ye Gongzi raised his eyebrows and said, "I have no chance, and you have no strength, little Hulu, come and rub my shoulders."

Hulu Mozun was afraid of Young Master Ye, so he had no choice but to rub his shoulders honestly.

Ye Gongzi looked at Xiao Zhi who was fighting with Mo Qingwu, and said to himself: "Xiao Zhi, I believe in you, and I will definitely be able to take revenge!"

After a fierce and chaotic confrontation, Xiao Zhi and Mo Qing all retreated at the same time.

After the confrontation just now, Xiao Zhi already had a preliminary understanding of Mo Qingwu's strength.

At this time, Mo Qingwu's heart seemed to have set off a huge wave.

How did this kid suddenly become so strong, he actually has the strength to compete with me!

This kid is too weird, he must be killed this time, and he must not be allowed to live!

Thinking of this, Mo Qingwu pulled up ten icebergs while raising his hand.

The iceberg shattered and turned into thousands of ice blades.

"Frost Thousand Blades!"

Mo Qing Wuyi waved his hand, thousands of ice blades attacked Xiao Zhi.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Qingwu used ice as a sword, and used the art of walking, approaching Xiao Zhi with an extremely strange posture.