Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

Outside of Mo City, the roar continued day and night. The sound was deafening, sometimes like a dragon turning over, causing the earth to tremble violently, as if the whole world was crumbling under this force; sometimes strong winds brought heavy rain, lightning tore through the night, thunder roared, and light and darkness alternated rapidly between heaven and earth. Even though they were dozens of miles away, the residents of Mo City could still clearly hear the roar coming from the mountains and forests outside the city. Looking up, the terrifying scene that seemed like a natural disaster was terrifying.

"What a scene! Could it be that a powerful person from the Holy Land is passing by?" The magicians in the city were all shocked, their eyes all turned to the changing battlefield dozens of miles away.

They whispered to each other, their eyes full of curiosity and confusion, and began to speculate who the person fighting was. Looking at the terrifying scene over there, which was like a doomsday disaster, with flying sand and rocks, thunder and lightning, and the light of energy collision was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes. Everyone knew that only those strong people in the holy realm who stood at the top of the magic world and could cast the forbidden spells that destroyed the world at will could have such a great ability.

"Strange! There is a breath in it that I feel is familiar, it is actually like that of Mage Mo Lansheng!"

A magician's face was filled with doubt, and his voice unconsciously rose. He had the honor of meeting Mo Lan several times before. When he performed magic, the magic power around him was like a gurgling stream, warm and unique. That aura left a deep impression on him, so he blurted out the words at this moment.

When the magicians around heard this, they all looked at him in surprise, with disbelief written all over their faces. After all, Mage Mo Lansheng was highly respected in the city. If he really was involved in such a horrific battle, then this battle would probably be far more complicated than they imagined.

"Since it's Saint Mage Mo Lan who's taking action, the outcome will surely be decided soon!" Several white-haired old magicians who have lived in Mo City for many years twisted their beards with a determined look. They grew up in Mo City and heard about Mo Lan's great reputation and those thrilling legendary stories when they were just learning to speak.

In their hearts, Master Mo Lan is omnipotent. Apart from the gods who are high above and out of reach, no one in this world can compete with the master. In their eyes, Master Mo Lan is the pride of Mo City. As long as the master is there, no matter how difficult the problem or how powerful the opponent is, they are not afraid.

At this moment, smoke and dust were rolling in the battlefield dozens of miles away. Mo Lan was in a mess, and sweat mixed with dust soaked his face. He groaned in his heart and cursed inwardly: "Damn, is this guy still human?"

Although the opponent's cultivation level appeared to be only level nine, the magic power surging around his body was as surging as an endless ocean; his mental power was even deeper and more vast, like a bottomless abyss.

Earth, water, wind, fire, thunder, light, and darkness, the seven magic elements seemed to have intelligence in the hands of the opponent, blending perfectly and mixing at will. The earth element built an indestructible barrier, the water element turned into a sharp blade, the wind element was wrapped in flames, and the thunder and darkness intertwined. As a strong man in the late stage of the Holy Domain, Mo Lan should have been able to maneuver freely on the continent, but at this moment he was forced to retreat step by step by the dazzling elemental attacks.

Every time the elements collided, the energy ripples that erupted made his blood surge, and he found it extremely difficult to defend himself. In a trance, he felt that the person standing opposite him was not an ordinary ninth-level magician, but an unparalleled powerful person who stood at the pinnacle of the holy land and overlooked all living beings. The enormous pressure almost suffocated him.

Mo Lan knew that if the stalemate continued, he would definitely lose. He took a deep breath, took out the magic wand from the space ring, and the magic power in his body surged out without reservation. His vast mental power was fully activated, resonating wildly with the water element between heaven and earth.

Then, he began to chant a spell so fast that it was almost inaudible. In an instant, the surrounding space was distorted, and a huge wave suddenly appeared out of nowhere. The wave was like a wild beast that had broken free, carrying endless power, roaring and rushing, as if it wanted to completely cleanse the mountain that was already in ruins due to the ravages of magic, and wash away everything that stood in its way.

"Finally, it's a little interesting." Zhou Xian looked at the huge waves coming towards him with a calm expression, without any panic. He raised his hand calmly, and the magic power in his body rose like a volcanic eruption. The majestic spiritual power instantly resonated with the heaven and earth. In an instant, the earth elements around him seemed to be summoned by an invisible giant hand, and gathered madly, quickly condensing in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, a towering huge wall was built. The wall was thick and heavy, with interlaced textures on the surface, exuding an ancient and powerful atmosphere, firmly blocking the huge waves, like an insurmountable natural moat.

"........."

Mo Lan stared at the vivid dog head pattern on the earth wall, which was drawn by the interweaving textures. His expression froze instantly. The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he felt angry and annoyed.

The huge waves, with the force of a tidal wave, crashed heavily into the solid earth wall, just like the surging tide hitting the shore again and again. In an instant, the roar was deafening, spreading out wave after wave. The top of the wave was smashed into pieces, turning into a sky full of water, which fell one after another, forming a fine water curtain in the air.

No matter how violently the waves rushed at it, the earth wall was as stable as a mountain, firmly rooted in the earth. The rolling water kept hitting it, splashing layers of water, but not only did the earth wall not collapse, but even the dog head pattern on the surface was intact and clear. This pattern looked a bit playful at the moment, as if mercilessly mocking Mo Lan's weak attack.

"How is that possible? Although the earth's defense is the strongest among all elements, it shouldn't be this strong!"

Mo Lan's eyes were wide open, full of disbelief, staring at the provocative dog head on the earth wall. He knew that earth magic was known for its defense, but the solidity of the earth wall in front of him was beyond imagination.

You know, the forbidden spell "Wrath of the Sea God" that he just cast with all his strength was powerful enough to change the color of mountains and rivers. It had destroyed the defenses of countless powerful enemies in the Holy Land in the past. But now, there was not even a trace left on this earth wall. This surprised and horrified Mo Lan.

"No, there's something strange about this earth wall."

After all, Mo Lan was a strong man who had been immersed in the Holy Land for many years. After a brief moment of shock, he soon noticed something was wrong. He instantly gathered his mind, and the magic power flowed around him. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he examined the earth wall in front of him with full concentration. After a while, he caught a subtle clue.

This seemingly ordinary earth wall actually had a rhythm like the pulse of the earth, as if it contained the breath of life. When his attack hit it, the rhythm quietly exerted force, cleverly removing the force of the attack, making the earth wall motionless.

(End of this chapter)