Ancient Gods

Mu Xiao and Mu Xiaoxuan both knew that the reason why Mo Yang met the Saintess of Xuantian Holy Land was because Mo Yang could make pills.

A big force like Xuantian Holy Land already had their own alchemists, but they still went to great lengths to ask Mo Yang to make pills for them. It can be seen that Mo Yang's alchemy skills must be very strong and must be unique.

At Mo Yang's age, there is only one place that can make him achieve such alchemy, and that is Danzong.

Danzong has the most complete alchemy recipes on the continent and gathers the top alchemists on the continent. Even the alchemists trained by the most powerful families on the continent are far inferior to them.

All along, the identity of Danzong disciple has always been with Mo Yang. Although this is only speculation from the outside world, Mo Yang has not denied it personally, but at this time, he openly responded that he is not a member of Danzong.

Everyone present was surprised, and although Mo Yang denied his relationship with Danzong, it also added a layer of mystery to his identity.

Because if Mo Yang is not a disciple of Danzong, then he is most likely a disciple of a major force on the continent, or a descendant of an ancient family with a long heritage.

Either of these two identities is extremely amazing.

Mu Xiao looked at Mo Yang silently, and he was in deep thought, as if he was thinking about the connection, and seemed to be speculating.

At this time, Nie Yun showed a look of understanding on his face, as if he had figured out something.

The young scholar's expression was still calm, but a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Is the rumor wrong?"

Mo Yang frowned slightly. The young scholar still could not feel the breath of cultivation, and there was no fluctuation of true energy, but Mo Yang seemed to feel stronger than Mu Xiao.

He did not respond, but said, "I wonder what your name is, brother?"

The young scholar was stunned, and at this time Nie Yun smiled at Mo Yang and said, "His name is Jiang Xunhuan, and he is the most talented disciple of this generation of Dadao Sect!"

Mo Yang's face was originally very calm, but when he heard the three words Dadao Sect, his face changed instantly.

This is the name of the sect engraved in his bones, and he will never forget it!

The fourth elder of Lingxu Sect, his master, the only person who treated him like a close relative since he could remember, died at the hands of a strong man from Dao Sect.

In an instant, Mo Yang's mood fluctuated violently, and a strong anger and resentment emerged in his heart that he could not suppress. His calm and indifferent mood disappeared in an instant.

A strong fluctuation suddenly emanated from his body. This was not the aura of the War King Realm, but it was not the Grandmaster Realm either, because it was far stronger than the Grandmaster Realm.

Everyone present changed their faces slightly, and everyone looked at Mo Yang in surprise.

Nie Yun also looked puzzled, not knowing why Mo Yang suddenly became like this. At the same time, he was also surprised. When Mo Yang and Meng Xianyin fought before, the aura on their bodies was far less strong than this time. Now, there seemed to be an indescribable resentment mixed in this aura.

Mu Xiao's eyes also flashed with a barely perceptible look of surprise, and then his face became completely gloomy.

At the beginning in Xuantian Holy Land, Mo Yang's cultivation was very weak, and he was like an ant in his eyes. That was the first time he met Mo Yang, because at that time Mo Yang didn't even have the strength to compete with him. However, when they met for the second time, it was only more than a month apart. Outside the Great Wilderness Mountain Secret Realm, Mo Yang had already reached the peak of the Grandmaster Realm, and his combat experience and combat power seemed to have undergone a complete transformation. At that time, he even broke his killing moves with a single move.

Now it is the third time they met, and it is obvious that Mo Yang has become stronger again, so strong that even he can't see through it. The aura emanating from Mo Yang seems to be a few points stronger than the first level of the War King.

But he was also confused in his heart, because that aura was different from the aura of the War King Realm, and it was very strange.

Er Gouzi had heard Mo Yang talk about the past, so he knew why Mo Yang suddenly acted like this. He whispered, "Boy, hold on. This guy is very strong. You are definitely not his opponent!"

It was also worried that Mo Yang would act impulsively. Besides the young scholar, Mu Xiao was also here. If he did, Mu Xiao would obviously be the most willing. Once the two of them joined forces, Mo Yang would probably be left standing.

Under the surprised eyes of the crowd, after a moment, the aura on Mo Yang's body slowly subsided, and the golden true energy that penetrated his body also subsided.

"Brother Mo seems to have some opinions about me?" Jiang Xunhuan said. Although he had a smile on his face, he was also puzzled. When his identity was mentioned just now, Mo Yang's mood fluctuated greatly, as if he had known him for a long time, and he faintly felt a strong hostility.

At this time, Mo Yang had regained his composure and said calmly, "I just happened to think of a martial arts question. Sorry!"

Er Gouzi glanced at Mo Yang with his eyes slanted, curled his lips, and Mo Yang was completely full of nonsense and a lie.

The other people all had different expressions. They naturally wouldn't believe Mo Yang's nonsense, but they just asked a lot of questions.

As soon as Mo Yang sat down, Mu Xiao stood up with his wine glass, his eyes were a little cold, and he said to Mo Yang: "Today, for the sake of the pride of all parties, I will let you live a few more days. This glass of wine is just a farewell to you in advance!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Yang's mouth. He stood up and picked up the wine glass in front of him, and then slowly handed it out.

It seemed that both of them were very casual, but everyone could feel the collision of the two auras. Each of them was like pushing a mountain forward. The wine glasses had not touched each other before they broke into pieces. The wine could not fall on the ground. It was swept by the two forces and rolled like waves.

"Boom..."

Then there was a muffled sound, and Mo Yang took a step back without making a sound. Although Mu Xiao stood still, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

I thought it was over, but the two of them started almost at the same time. Mo Yang clenched his fist and punched, while Mu Xiao urged his palm to hit Mo Yang.

"Bang..."

The chair broke, and the fists and palms collided with each other, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air. Mo Yang's body retreated again and again, and Mu Xiao also retreated a few steps. The ground of the terrace under his feet directly cracked.

Everyone changed color and stood up and retreated to the side.

"It's better to do it today than to wait for a day. I think today is a good day to kill!" Mo Yang's face was cold.

"I wanted to let you live a few more days, but since you are determined to die, I will do as you wish!" Mu Xiao flipped his palm, and a long sword appeared in his hand. He raised the sword and pointed it, and a sword energy rushed out and stabbed towards Mo Yang.

Mo Yang also took out the battle axe, used the Xing character scroll to avoid the incoming sword energy, and swung the battle axe to chop towards Mu Xiao.

The noise here was so loud that it instantly attracted a lot of exclamations, and people on the street below gathered around.

"Fuck, it's this guy again. He just had a fight with Meng Xianyin of Xianyin Pavilion during the day, and now he has provoked the Mu family's genius again!" A cultivator saw the figures fighting on the terrace and immediately exclaimed.

"Damn it, what force is this guy from? I have never seen or heard of him before. He offended a big force and a big family in one day. Has he never died?"

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