ughs...It's a pity that since the Age of Dharma Decline,Spirit stones are extremely rare in the world, they cannot be seen!Even if we were on the mountain initially,The old man didn't have much in his..."...To have reached the pinnacle in the middle stage of Mahayana..."

Zhang Jialao's expression was solemn, and he couldn't help but glance at the Demon Lin guards not far away.

Mo Lin's personal guard's eyes flickered for a moment, then stepped forward and said:

"Majia Guzu, you shouldn't involve yourself in this!"

"Get lost!"

Mo Ya uttered coldly, a palm striking out from the air.

Mo Lin's personal guards' expressions changed, they immediately defended, but were still blasted hundreds of meters away, only barely managing to stabilize their figures!

"Pffft~"

Mo Lin's personal guard couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Seeing this,

Everyone in the field couldn't help but shrink their pupils!

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Wow!

Mo Lin's personal guards were absolutely no weaker than those at the early stage of Mahayana. They were actually easily blasted away by the Mo Ya ancient clan

"Mo Ya, dare you meddle in Master Mo's affairs"

The bodyguard wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted loudly!

"So what if I did"

Moyaya sneered and continued,

"Could it be that the Demon God Clan, in this day and age, is still subject to the whims of these juniors"

"You..."

The guards' expressions were grim. Seeing Mo Ya's menacing aura, they ultimately didn't dare to speak any further.

"Whoosh!"

Mo Ya once again turned her gaze to Mo Ye, who was trampled under Zhang's elder's foot, covered in wounds, and pitifully miserable. She said coldly:

"After hundreds of years, you're still the same piece of trash! Either you're being beaten or on your way to being beaten!"

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What else could he possibly say given this situation

Which man doesn't care about face

Which man wouldn't want to show off his dominance in front of his ex-girlfriend

But now...

Just thinking about it feels ridiculous and embarrassing!!

Mo Ya's gaze shifted from Mo Ye, who remained silent and stopped his taunts. She turned her eyes to Zhang Jia's elder, speaking in a cold tone:

"The you hoof that is opened..."

Zhang Jia Chang Lao’s eyes narrowed slightly as he replied:

"What if I said no"

Then you go to die!

Mo Ya's voice was as cold as ice, her slender jade hand dancing, unleashing a vast amount of energy. The energy swept across the sky, transforming into a black giant spear that fiercely struck Zhang Jia's elder!

"Humph!"

Zhang Jia, the elder, let out a cold snort. Once again, just like before, he flicked his sleeves, forming an unparalleled talisman seal. The seal transformed into a twelve-layered golden talisman wheel, hovering before him.

The next moment.

"Boom!"

The black giant spear slammed fiercely onto the twelve golden Dao rune discs.

In a flash,

The scorching light shot into the sky, just like a blazing sun, making everyone's eyes almost unable to open!

Just as everyone in the field was astonished, the golden talisman roulette trembled with a buzz and actually bounced the black giant spear back!

"Whoosh!"

Mo Ya's expression remained unchanged. With a light turn of her jade hand, she halted the black giant spear that was hurtling back towards her. Then, she coldly said:

"Twelve Golden Armor Heavenly Defense Technique!"

"Haha, finally someone with an eye for talent! Not bad, this is exactly the supreme technique that my Zhang family's patriarch comprehended on his immortal ascension path!"

Zhang Jia Chang Lao arrogantly laughed.

Upon hearing this conversation,

All present were shocked.

Although they didn't know this technique before, once something is associated with the word "xianlu" (immortal path), it's destined to be extraordinary!

"How is it This technique is the pinnacle of sacred arts, ranking at the top of all worldly techniques. If not a fairy, no one can break through! Though you are stronger than me, how can you possibly break my Golden Text Heaven Defense Art"

Elder Zhang said coldly.

"How laughable! This is the pinnacle of sacred arts, something a mere cultivator at the Great Ascension stage could never possibly control!"

Mo Ya let out a mocking laugh,

She once again waved her hands, the light in her palms growing brighter and brighter, until the entire world lost its color.

Visible to the naked eye,

Countless black lines, like a spider web, intertwined, merged, and then concentrated!

"Give me a break!"

With a roar from Mo Ya!

That terrifying energy within his palm poured out, like a laser beam, striking the center of Zhang's elder's golden talisman wheel.

"Bang!"

A deafening roar all day long!

The void shatters, and the atmosphere is in disarray!

Before the astonished gazes of everyone, the golden talisman wheel trembled violently, finally shattering with a roar, turning into countless brilliant light spots. The elder Zhang behind the wheel was also blasted away, spraying a mouthful of blood from his mouth!

"Techniques are merely embellishments. If your strength is weak, no matter how powerful your techniques are, it won't help."

Mo Ya sneered repeatedly, instantly approaching and kicking Mo Ye to the corner.

Then, he suddenly attacked, striking out with a palm strike from afar.

Faced with such a blow!

Elder Zhang, however, remained calm and composed. He calmly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, as if it meant nothing to him.

And just then.

"Whoosh!"

A figure appeared before Elder Zhang as if struck by lightning, blocking Mo Ya's palm strike in mid-air!

Next.

A peaceful voice resonated throughout the hall.

"My younger brother is weak, you're not necessarily much stronger either."

"You..."

Mo Ya saw the visitor clearly.

A flash of surprise crossed her beautiful eyes.

Because the visitor was also a gray-robed elder, and looked exactly like the Zhang family elder just now!

The two are actually twins!

Seeing this, others in the scene were also surprised and confused.

My goodness,

Another Zhang elder

"Hee hee, didn't expect this Magi Ancient Ancestor!"

Elder Zhang stepped forward, fighting shoulder to shoulder with his own brother, a playful smile on his face.

In the early period of pre-Qin, there were two prodigies, Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu, from the Zhang family who rose to prominence. The two had a telepathic connection, practicing together and sweeping through their peers with no rivals! Once they teamed up, defeating opponents of higher ranks was effortless, just like you two!

Mo Ya said slowly.

"You certainly have a wide range of knowledge. You not only know about the Golden-Text Sky-Defense Technique, but also our origins! That's right, I am Zhang Wen, your elder brother!"

The grey-robed old man spoke slowly.

"I am Zhang Wu!"

Then, Zhang, the elder, spoke up.

"I don't care who Zhang Wen or Zhang Wu is, today I will save Mo Ye, no one can stop me!"

Mo Ya let out a cold snort, raising her hand casually, unleashing several streams of magical energy!

"You are too arrogant!"

Chang Wen and Chang Wu simultaneously joined forces, easily blocking Moyu's attack!

The next moment.

Three people began fighting together.

It can be seen that Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu, when they join forces, are indeed much more powerful. Especially when the two of them jointly cast the Tianfang Art, Mo Ya couldn't break it no matter what. In just a short while, she fell into a disadvantage!

Seeing this scene,

Thrown to the corner, Mo Ye struggled to his feet, fury in his voice:

"You said we'd have a fair fight, but you two ganging up on me What's that about"urroundings, and then became even more confused.A single-person dormEven if he managed to get rescued, he should be in the hospital now.There's still my own body… how could there be no injuries at all...