Ancient Gods

As night fell, Mo Yang felt a strong breath coming from afar. Although they were dozens of miles apart, he could still clearly feel the fluctuations.

"Four-legged... Could it be that it encountered some difficult opponent that made it use such a strong force?" Mo Yang frowned. Although it was far away, the fluctuations were extremely strong, as if the four-legged dragon guy was taking action.

Ordinary cultivators might not be able to feel it, but as the strong fluctuations came, several powerful ancient races in the city where Mo Yang was located all sensed it. Under the night sky, those silver-haired old men soared into the sky one after another and quickly went away.

Mo Yang was a little speechless. He had planned to wait until he could sense it clearly before taking action. Now, before he could take action, those powerful men from Taixu Mountain ran away directly.

However, looking at the direction the other party left, they were heading towards the direction where the fluctuations came from.

Mo Yang did not hesitate. His figure flashed and he escaped into the night sky, and he also quickly went towards the direction where the fluctuations came from.

The distance of dozens of miles is not long for a strong man in the Dao realm to reach, but in order to avoid alerting the enemy, Mo Yang deliberately slowed down and followed the strong men of Taixu Mountain from a distance.

A great battle broke out in the city, and the terrifying aura came one after another. When they were more than ten miles apart, a roar shook the night sky.

"Whose power are you from?" The roar shook the sky and spread far away.

However, facing the roar of the strong man of Taixu Mountain, there was no response at all. Only a broken sword rose from the city. The dazzling sword light seemed to tear the world apart, and more than ten miles were illuminated.

"Boom..."

A thunderous roar came, accompanied by the vast energy fluctuations like the sea, which crazily dissipated in all directions. The green mountains several miles away were flattened by the dissipated air waves.

Mo Yang was also surprised at this time. There was actually a strong man in the immortal realm hidden here. No wonder he made such a big fuss.

However, judging from the scene in the night sky, the Taixu Mountain strongman who had reached the immortal realm had already fallen.

His body was crushed and turned into blood mist, which was swept away by the disintegrating air waves and scattered everywhere. Mo Yang felt that it was like a vast drizzle in the night sky, but all that fell was bright red blood.

However, the battle in this city has not yet ended. Er Gouzi seems to have fought with a Taixu Mountain strongman, but this guy's cultivation is too weak after all, and he can't compete head-on. He can only dodge and attack.

On the other side, the broken sword that just soared into the sky passed over the city again, crushing the two figures in an instant.

The four-legged dragon seemed to be a little angry, and actually used this broken sword to kill the enemy directly.

Mo Yang silently observed that the Taixu Mountain strongmen in front of him hesitated for a few breaths, and then did not continue to rush towards the city, but turned back.

They did not discover Mo Yang following behind, but realized that something was wrong. Even the strong men in the Immortal Realm were directly slashed in the sky, their bodies crushed by the sword, and their powerful soul power was directly dispersed. Even if they rushed in, they would only die.

Mo Yang saw this scene and immediately understood the reason. His body disappeared silently.

Seeing the four figures approaching rapidly, Mo Yang suddenly made a move, using all his strength to activate the Xing character scroll. His body suddenly rose from a green mountain, leaving a residual image in the night sky. First, he smashed a silver-haired old man in the second stage of the Tao Realm with a hammer, and then he blew another old man's head with a punch.

Although facing four people at the same time, Mo Yang did not feel any pressure, after all, the strongest among them was in the third stage of the Tao Realm.

The sudden scene frightened several old men and made their faces change drastically. However, just as they hesitated, Mo Yang flashed by, and the hammer instantly fell on the chest of the third old man, and the violent force directly smashed his body into a ball of rotten meat.

"This hammer, human ant, it's you!" The fourth old man only saw the hammer clearly at this time, and his old face was immediately filled with shock and anger, and he shouted angrily.

But just as the words fell, Mo Yang's body appeared in front of him. Without any extra words, Mo Yang punched out, and his fist went straight through the old man's chest like a sharp sword. Then Mo Yang shook his arm suddenly, and the old man's body was torn into pieces.

"Old thing, you are still busy looking at the hammer when you are about to die!" Mo Yang said coldly.

The whole process happened in a flash, and at this time the first old man's body began to reshape.

But Mo Yang didn't want to give the other party any chance. He suddenly attacked, swung the hammer in his hand and smashed it hard. The flesh and blood that had just gathered together were smashed again, and a sharp roar was heard.

However, although Mo Yang's attack was strong, he couldn't kill these old men directly. After all, he hadn't reached the level of the four-legged dragon.

He put away the hammer, stretched out his hands suddenly, and the true energy in his body was fully circulated. The four old men were forcibly rolled over by him. Mo Yang wanted to refine these four old men together.

But even if his cultivation has skyrocketed recently, it is extremely difficult to refine the soul power of four Dao-entering realm masters at the same time.

As the four old men struggled, Mo Yang groaned, and his body shook for a while, feeling difficult to suppress.

Fortunately, the movement here had been sensed by the four-legged dragon. At this time, the guy suddenly slashed a sword directly from the sky above the city, and the dazzling sword light instantly tore through the night.

The boundless and terrifying sword energy rushed towards him like a river. Mo Yang tried his best to suppress the four old men until the sword energy was about to arrive. He suddenly withdrew his hand, stepped on the "Xing" scroll and retreated dozens of feet.

"Boom..."

With a deafening roar, a dazzling light burst out, like a scorching sun, piercing Mo Yang's eyes.

When the light faded, there was only a blood mist floating there. The four Dao-entering masters who were struggling desperately just a moment ago died in an instant.

If Mo Yang hadn't stopped quickly enough, he wouldn't have been able to withstand the power of this sword.

He was not calm at this time. The four-legged dragon was indeed much stronger than when he just returned to Xuantian Continent.

Although the cultivators in the city didn't know what happened outside the city, they were all frozen in place when they saw the scene in the night sky, and there was an indescribable feeling of suffocation spreading in their hearts.

After Mo Yang came back to his senses, he glanced at the four-legged dragon and turned around and fled.

Not long after Mo Yang returned to the inn, the four-legged dragon and Er Gouzi also returned. Er Gouzi was seriously injured. When he returned to the inn, he cursed and seemed to greet the other party's eighteen generations of ancestors.

Fortunately, the method of transforming characters that Mo Yang used on him was not broken, otherwise this guy would probably expose his identity directly.