Mo Wang also instantly widened his eyes.

Afterwards, he made an action that a Daoyuan realm expert should not have done.

King Mo raised his heavy palm, rubbed his eyes a few times, and then opened his mouth slowly, making it difficult to close.

"you……"

After a word of you, King Mo didn't know what to say.

As a strong man in the Daoyuan realm, he knows too well how difficult it is to realize a mark!

And in the Daoyuan realm, basically everyone's strength is based on the number of Daoyin.

If he remembered correctly, the gun marks and fire marks that Liu Zhengyang had already revealed just now, although it was only fleeting, he still felt it easily.

But what about now?

What the **** is this space imprint that suddenly appeared!

King Mo himself has a space imprint, so he can clearly feel its existence.

But the problem is that when he fought against Liu Zhengyang just now, he didn't have a space imprint!

Could it be that he realized it during the battle?

Even if he just had such an idea in his heart, King Mo himself instantly denied it.

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

In any case, he was unwilling to believe that Liu Zhengyang could realize the spatial imprint in such a short period of time! You have to know how many years a space imprint has been on him when he became a Daoyuan realm powerhouse?

One hundred years or one hundred and fifty years?

He himself forgot!

But if Liu Zhengyang really realized it during the battle, then what is his realization over the past 100 years?

Mo Wang is absolutely unwilling to accept such a thing.

But the fact is the fact, it will not be erased because he is unwilling to accept it.

Even if he is a strong person in the Daoyuan realm!

"You played really well just now! It should be my turn now!"

Liu Zhengyang suddenly smiled at him.

King Mo's heart suddenly trembled, and his expression became more and more ugly: "You are courting death!"

The saber was swung out again.

It's just that this time, before the saber-cutting saber was raised and dropped, Liu Zhengyang's blood dragon spear suddenly moved forward.

There was a soft sound in the space.

The blood dragon spear was directly pointed on the desert king's saber!

This kind of situation made Mo Wang's heart suddenly tremble, his pupils suddenly shrank when he looked at Liu Zhengyang, and then he shouted: "No! This is impossible!"

Compared with the gap in strength, the current Mowang mentality has collapsed!

"You actually hide your strength! Hahaha! Yes, you are hiding your strength!"

King Mo laughed, and then he found a comforting reason for himself.

Liu Zhengyang just looked at him as if he was going mad, wanton expressing his inner manic emotions, and his expression was indifferent.

The yellow cloth strip couldn't help but take a deep look at Liu Zhengyang's back.

Originally, he was not convinced when he lost to Liu Zhengyang, but he just felt that Liu Zhengyang was taking advantage of others' danger.

But one thing he has to admit now is that Liu Zhengyang really does it, and he is likely to be beheaded!

That's right, beheading! Not the usual repression!

The mark of Daoyuan Realm has a unique power.

If the two sides fight for their lives, once the mark breaks out, the consequences may be unimaginable!

However, Liu Zhengyang's Daoyuan imprint is replenished very quickly. The yellow cloth strip has been observed for a long time, and the Daoyuan realm powerhouse only has one imprint, so he can still exert his strength in the Daoyuan realm.

What about Chen Yang now?

The yellow cloth strip knows that Liu Zhengyang has fire marks, wood marks and gun marks on his body!

But what about now? There is one more space imprint?