Ancient Gods

Mo Yang let the black chains wrap around him, but he didn't resist. Instead, he raised his head and looked at the old man who offered the stone plate. A stern smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said: "Old guy, don't you Afraid?"

The old man's expression was extremely solemn. He just looked at Mo Yang and did not speak. Instead, he continued to attack and growled: "Zai Zhen!"

Because the old man didn't know what to say at this time, and what happened today was not in his knowledge at all.

If it was just a pair of emperor-level battle bones that Mo Yang got by chance, it would be impossible for Mo Yang to fuse it. With Mo Yang's cultivation level, doing so would definitely lead to death, and it would be impossible to succeed at all, but the key is here, precisely. Mo Yang succeeded and survived.

So there were ten thousand things he didn't understand in his heart at this time, which had subverted his cognition.

He even had an extremely absurd guess in his mind, whether the human genius in front of him could be a certain human emperor who cut off his past cultivation and practiced again in the mortal world in order to survive under the changing laws of heaven.

Otherwise, just the fact that Mo Yang can fuse the emperor-level battle bones cannot be explained clearly.

So for Mo Yang, no matter how arrogant he was, he didn't dare to continue to taunt him. He just felt that the human race on this continent now might be different from what they expected.

But everything is just his guess. If his guess is really confirmed, he will just turn around and leave, because in the face of such a person, once he fights to the death and pushes the other party to panic, he will really become too weak. Mountain nightmare.

"Rumble..."

As the old man moved, the huge stone plate shook violently, and black chains fell down one after another again, winding towards Mo Yang.

The stern smile at the corner of Mo Yang's mouth grew stronger and stronger, and as one chain after another wrapped around his body, his figure was soon completely hidden.

A dazzling black light filled the air from the chain, and mysterious spells appeared one after another on the chain. The terrifying aura directly penetrated the formation and came out.

Because there was no movement under the stone plate, the old man seemed to be relieved when he saw this scene, but before he could completely relax, a cold voice came out.

"That's it?"

It seemed like he was sneering, it seemed like he was mocking.

The old man's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly took action, while the two strong men at the ninth level of the Immortal Realm also hurriedly took action, urging the whole body's skills to pour into the stone plate. The stone plate vibrated loudly, and the battlefield was filled with light and mist. The terrifying aura emanating from it was rapidly increasing.

The stone plate slowly rotated in mid-air, and countless marks emerged, as if they wanted Mo Yang to completely erase them.

It's just that the faces of the three strong men in Taixu Mountain were extremely solemn, because they discovered that there was a terrifying power slowly coming out of the stone plate, which could not be refined at all.

"boom……"

A moment later, a harsh sound penetrated the formation, and the black chain shook with a bang, and then broke like dead wood...

"Rumble..."

Not only were the chains broken, but the square stone plate also suddenly stopped. The power in the formation was too terrifying, and the stone plate was no longer under their control.

"Damn it, what on earth is going on? Why can't a genius from the human race even suppress this trapped divine seal!" An old man at the ninth level of the Immortal Realm was shocked and angry and spoke angrily.

The old man in charge of the stone plate did not speak. He was still trying his best to stabilize the stone plate, and the wrinkles on his face were trembling. Although he did not speak, the look of shock in his eyes became more and more intense.

At this time, those chains had completely shattered, and Mo Yang's figure emerged. He was unscathed and stood there silently.

"Dry!"

A word came out of his mouth, as if it had run through the past and present. Golden Dao patterns slowly emerged from the formation, and after a few breaths they intertwined into an ancient word.

This is the imperial text, but now it is completely different from what Mo Yang displayed in the past. The ancient characters seemed to have endless power at this time. As soon as they emerged, the stone plate began to tremble violently.

A moment later, with a harsh sound, the stone plate was not blown away, but a crack appeared on the stone plate.

"break!"

Mo Yang raised his hand, and the emperor's words flew up into the air and printed towards the stone plate. In the process, the cracks on the stone plate became bigger and bigger, and there were more and more...

Before the emperor's text could touch the stone plate, the stone plate suddenly shattered, the formation instantly collapsed, and terrifying power poured out, turning into endless waves and heading in all directions.

The three strong men from Taixu Mountain were directly shaken and flew out. The two strong men at the ninth level of the Immortal Realm were covered in blood. After they stabilized their bodies, they looked much more embarrassed.

The old man in charge of the stone plate also had cracks between his brows, and a dazzling trail of blood slowly flowed down.

It’s just that they didn’t care about healing at all, and looked at Mo Yang immediately.

It's just that the place seems to have been completely annihilated. At this time, the chaotic fog is surging, and the scene inside can't be clearly seen at all.

However, they all know that Mo Yang cannot die. This human genius is too evil. Even if he can fuse the emperor-level battle bones, he can actually stimulate the remaining power in the battle bones.

"What is going on? Why can an ant use the power in the bones?" A blood-stained old man growled.

"he……"

Another old man was about to speak, but his eyes suddenly froze, because a figure walked out, then took another step, came directly in front of him, raised a palm and slapped him down.

"puff……"

The old man had the ninth level of the Immortal Realm, but at this moment he was as weak as an ant. His body was smashed by a palm, without any resistance.

"Puff..."

Another old man was about to escape, but before he could react, a palm fell on him. Everything was too fast, so fast that they could not avoid it at all.

The next moment, there was only a blood mist left.

At this moment, Mo Yang stood there like a peerless demon, with a monstrous aura emanating from his body. His eyes were cold and ruthless, sweeping towards the two blood mists. His left eye was shining, and a dazzling beam of light shot out, and the two blood mists were actually evaporated directly.

"I said I would be the nightmare of your Taixu Mountain!"

When Mo Yang spoke, his eyes were already looking at the old man with the strongest cultivation, and then he said: "Are you satisfied with the gift I prepared for you?"

The old man's face was full of wrinkles and trembling, and he stared at Mo Yang in horror and shouted angrily: "Who are you?"

His voice was trembling at this time, and the fear in his heart was self-evident.