Liu Zhengyang could feel that Mo Chen's so-called swallowing of black light was nothing but condensing his domain together.

In this field, Mo Chen is the real master.

It is precisely because he saw this that Liu Zhengyang directly used the power of Daoyi, not the sword of Slaughter Sword.

Liu Zhengyang is indeed lacking in the perception of sword intent.

Of course, this deficiency is relative to a real sword cultivator like Qu Batian and others. If compared with other cultivators, his sword intent has reached a point where people avoid their edge.

But in such a battle situation, his sword intent could not play its due role.

This also did not exceed Liu Zhengyang's expectations.

"Condensing the field, this kind of thing seems a little difficult to outsiders, but is it really difficult for us?"

Liu Zhengyang suddenly said, pointing directly to the essence.

Although it was seen, Mo Chen's expression was not flustered or sullen, but full of praise.

Mo Chen's vicious name is not very high, and what he committed is a long, long time ago, and it is still impossible to judge who is right and who is wrong, but Mo Chen still came to the East China Sea.

Since then, he has made a name for himself in the East China Sea.

Know the appearance of Taikoo.

As a senior brother of Taikoo, Mo Chen almost saw with his own eyes how his junior brother grew step by step.

And how he was squeezed step by step.

Now, he is fed up with such days, and Mo Chen is also looking for someone who can vent his anger.

Liu Zhengyang is undoubtedly the best candidate.

Taikoo is too domineering and too arrogant.

It is estimated that he never thought that Mo Chen would make such a choice!

When Taiko suppressed Mo Chen again in front of everyone this time, Mo Chen had already made up his mind.

Just die! But Mo Chen wanted Taikoo to be buried with him!

It was his only wish.

Thinking of this, the corner of Taigu's mouth couldn't help but raise a smile. For him, the current situation is the most ideal situation at this time.

Taikoo Temple!

This kind of deformed thing, if it is destroyed, it will be destroyed!

For him, there is no need for any existence there!

Might as well destroy him with your own hands!

Otherwise, the battle strength of the ancient temple will not be beaten to the current state.

The black light began to spread outward, and Liu Zhengyang's brows wrinkled slightly. It seemed that things were different from what he had imagined. As the black light completely devoured him, Liu Zhengyang didn't feel much pain.

Then he was suddenly in a trance, and when he opened his eyes again, Liu Zhengyang's eyes were pitch black.

"You really are talented!"

Mo Chen smiled faintly.

On the contrary, Liu Zhengyang was a little unsure of what he meant by what he said, and immediately raised his head and glanced at Mo Chen.

Mo Chen's figure slowly walked out of the darkness, and there was no hostility in his eyes when he looked at Liu Zhengyang, but instead he looked at Liu Zhengyang with a smile: "What? Are you wondering why I did this?"

"Yes!"

Liu Zhengyang nodded calmly.

Mo Chen shook his sleeves: "This is a long story, you don't mind if I tell you!"

Liu Zhengyang shrugged: "I don't mind, but it's pointless for you to drag me now. People outside may suffer heavy casualties!"

"They? A group of deformities exist, let's die!"

Mo Chen said indifferently.

Liu Zhengyang never thought that Mo Chen would say such a thing. He frowned slightly and looked at Mo Chen suspiciously.