Ancient Gods

The reason why Mo Yang chose to challenge directly was because he knew it was impossible to avoid it this time.

And Mo Yang didn't want to back down, he really had murderous intentions in his heart.

The ancient race of Youju in Taixu Mountain colluded with Yaowang Valley, and they were obviously the culprits who destroyed Xuantian Holy Land. Based on this alone, Mo Yang could not regress.

After Tian Yan Shen retreated towards the strong men, Luo Liuxiang looked at Mo Yang with a worried look on his face and asked softly: "Is there no other way to avoid this matter?"

Mo Yang shook his head and said: "Even if it can be avoided this time, it will be unavoidable in the future. Sooner or later, we will have to face it!"

"Besides, I don't want to avoid it. Don't worry, they won't be able to make too big a storm!"

Luo Liuxiang looked at Mo Yang silently, sighed softly, and whispered: "I just don't want you to put yourself in danger, as long as you can be safe, even if the Shen Dynasty really moves to a remote place on the mainland, it doesn't matter! "

Mo Yang caressed Luo Liuxiang's cheek and said, "Don't worry, I'm sure of this matter!"

That night, Mo Yang left the Tianyan Divine Dynasty. He spread his spiritual thoughts in Tianyan City and silently sensed for a moment. Then his figure flashed and came directly to a restaurant, and then stepped into the restaurant.

In this restaurant, Mo Yang sensed the aura of a powerful person from the ancient race. This person's cultivation level was very strong and he had reached the Heavenly Saint realm.

The reason why Mo Yang chose to attack this ancient race from the Heavenly Saint Realm was because the auras of other powerful men from the ancient races were relatively far away from here.

Climbing to the third floor of the restaurant, in a private room, Mo Yang clearly locked onto the aura. Then he came directly to the private room, opened the door of the private room and walked in.

In the private room, a silver-haired young man was drinking by himself. When he saw Mo Yang suddenly pushing open the door of the private room and entering the private room, a trace of doubt appeared on his face, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Who are you?"

The silver-haired young man asked.

He has silver hair, a bit of heroism on his face, and his silver-white eyebrows fly into his temples like two swords. At this time, there is a hint of arrogance on his face, and a bit of contempt in his tone. .

Mo Yang glanced at the silver-haired young man and sat down directly on the chair in front of the table without speaking.

"Are you from Taixu Mountain?"

Mo Yang stared at the silver-haired young man and asked, very calmly.

Before the silver-haired young man could speak, Mo Yang continued to ask: "What do you mean when you come to Tianyan City?"

The silver-haired young man frowned and looked up and down Mo Yang, as if sensing Mo Yang's cultivation. Then a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "You actually know that I am from Taixu Mountain!"

There was a bit of surprise in the tone, as if he didn't expect that Mo Yang actually knew their identities, and there was also a bit of curiosity, as if Mo Yang dared to talk to him like this because he knew their identities.

When Mo Yang saw that the silver-haired young man didn't say much, his tone gradually turned cold and he said, "You came to Tianyan City, do you want to take action against the Tianyan Divine Dynasty?

Mo Yang's words were very direct and did not mince words at all.

A look of surprise appeared on the silver-haired young man's face, his silver-white eyebrows raised slightly, and he sneered: "Are you from the Tianyan Divine Dynasty?"

"Since you are from the Tianyan Divine Dynasty, let me tell you the truth. You are right. When we come to Tianyan City this time, we are indeed going to destroy the Tianyan Divine Dynasty."

The silver-haired young man spoke calmly, but there was still a hint of disdain in his words.

Mo Yang's face turned completely cold. He stared at the silver-haired young man and said coldly: "It was you who colluded with Yaowang Valley to destroy Xuantian Holy Land?"

The silver-haired young man glanced at Mo Yang and frowned slightly, as if he was searching his memory. After a moment, he sneered: "It seems there is such a place, but it's just some unpopular small forces. I forgot about it. I can't remember it clearly!"

Upon hearing these words, Mo Yang's face immediately turned cold, and a hint of murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

"It's fine if it's you!"

Mo Yang spoke coldly, the murderous intent in his words no longer concealed at all.

Mo Yang was thinking in his heart at this time. In order not to alarm the other ancient race experts in the Tianyan Divine Dynasty, he made a thought and instantly activated the Star Emperor Tower to take the silver-haired young man directly into the Star Emperor Tower.

Then Mo Yang's figure flashed and he also entered the Star Emperor Tower. On the first floor of the Star Emperor Tower, Mo Yang looked at the silver-haired young man coldly and asked: ""Whatever I ask next, please answer truthfully. , if you dare to hide a word, you will die here! ""

The silver-haired young man was also a little surprised at this time, with a surprised look in his eyes. He was scanning the first floor of the Star Emperor Tower and looking at the surrounding stone walls.

Just hearing Mo Yang's words, his face instantly turned cold, his aura floated around his body, and his cultivation in the Heavenly Saint Realm instantly rioted.

Then his face changed drastically, as if he noticed something, and he hurriedly took back his cultivation aura.

"Who are you? What kind of place is this?" the silver-haired young man asked in surprise.

Because he had sensed something unusual here, and there was a strange aura circulating here, as if it could crush him at any time.

At this time, his face no longer had the previous arrogance and disdain, but was filled with vigilance and even a hint of panic.

"This is the Imperial Tower. You don't have to doubt it. If I want to kill you here, it will be easier than crushing an ant." Mo Yang said.

"Who are you?" When the silver-haired young man heard Mo Yang's words, his expression changed again, and he asked.

Because he suddenly thought of a person. He had heard some rumors before that there was a descendant of the ancient god race in the human race, a crazy young man, who had an emperor-level battle tower in his hand.

Before Mo Yang could speak, the silver-haired young man exclaimed: "Are you Mo Yang?"

This surprised Mo Yang. After all, he had been away from Xuantian Continent for three years. The young man from the ancient race who was born a year ago actually knew his name.

"I didn't expect that there were still ancient races who knew me. Interesting!" Mo Yang sighed.

Mo Yang then said, "Since you know me, you should know the consequences of falling into my hands."

"To be honest, I don't want to have too much to do with the ancient race, nor do I want to cause trouble, but you bully me, so it's not my fault."

Seeing that the silver-haired young man didn't speak, Mo Yang didn't want to waste time. He raised his hand and waved, directly mobilizing the power of the Star Emperor Tower, freezing the silver-haired young man in place, and then spreading a huge divine consciousness to search the silver-haired young man's memory.

After a while, Mo Yang retracted his divine consciousness and stared at the silver-haired man in front of him with cold eyes. The murderous intent in his eyes was more than twice as strong as before.

In the silver-haired young man's memory, he searched for some pictures, which completely aroused the murderous intent in his heart.