Ancient Gods

At this point, the old man didn't believe that Mo Yang was just a human prodigy. If Mo Yang was just a human prodigy, it would be impossible for Mo Yang to successfully merge with a skeleton left by an emperor-level strongman. This had nothing to do with the realm of cultivation. Not to mention that Mo Yang's own cultivation was only at the second level of the Dao Realm, even if he reached the Emperor Realm, it would be impossible.

But Mo Yang succeeded...

In the old man's opinion, Mo Yang must be a strong man who cut off his former Dao Fruit in order to survive and practiced in the world again.

And that pair of battle bones should be Mo Yang's own battle bones.

In this way, Mo Yang could merge with that pair of battle bones.

Moreover, the skeleton that looked like it was cast in gold was the skeleton of an emperor-level ancient god clan strongman, and Mo Yang also had the blood of the ancient god clan.

The old man deduced in his mind that this was the only possibility he could think of.

So, he stared at Mo Yang and asked about his identity.

"Who am I? Haven't you Taixu Mountain always wanted to kill me? Who do you think I am?" Mo Yang opened his mouth, and the rolling sound waves shook the sky.

The old man stared at Mo Yang, as if he wanted to see through Mo Yang completely, but now his mind was in a mess and he couldn't see anything at all.

Even Mo Yang's current realm, he couldn't sense it and couldn't be sure.

Because Mo Yang's aura was very strange, and the fluctuations seemed to be extremely violent. Sometimes he felt that Mo Yang was still the human genius who was only at the second level of the Tao Realm, but sometimes, the aura emanating from Mo Yang made him palpitate.

After staring at Mo Yang for a few breaths, the old man exuded a murderous intent.

"No matter who you are, you can't be spared!"

After he said that, he slowly raised his hands and slowly moved his palms in front of him. This is a forbidden technique of Taixu Mountain. The palms drew complicated and mysterious tracks.

Silently, even the sky seemed to have dimmed, and a terrifying aura filled the world. The sunlight that fell on everyone was not only not warm at all, but made people feel chilly all over.

Everyone could see that the old man seemed to be desperate, because the means he used at this time were extremely terrifying, and the strange aura enveloped dozens of miles.

However, at this moment, Mo Yang on the battlefield took a step forward, and his figure disappeared directly from everyone's sight.

Even the sword master standing in the distance watching the battle changed color, but he couldn't see clearly at this time, because Mo Yang's speed was too fast at this time, and it seemed that he didn't leave any moving tracks.

"Boom..."

The next moment, a huge finger suddenly appeared in front of the old man. It seemed that it was just a light touch, and the old man's skills were interrupted directly, and the strands of Dao patterns that appeared in front of him collapsed.

The old man was like being struck by five thunders, his body trembled suddenly, and then he was blown away directly.

The countless human cultivators who were watching had not yet recovered from the shock of the two old men being killed in an instant. When they saw this scene again, no one spoke. Everyone stood still, their minds blank.

What happened today had already overturned their cognition, whether it was the sword saint killing two ninth-level immortal realm masters with two swords, or Mo Yang's accident.

Especially Mo Yang, after fusing with the skeleton, he seemed to have completely changed into a different person, giving the world an indescribable feeling of strangeness.

Because he not only became stronger, but his current state was also very special, completely different from what he had been.

On the battlefield, an amazing scene appeared again. The old man's body had not stopped before he flew out, and a huge palm suddenly appeared in the sky and slapped down.

"Boom..."

Everything happened too fast. Everyone only heard a loud noise, and the palm had already hit the ground. The whole land was shaking violently. Everyone didn't know the old man's situation. Only a huge palm print was left on the ground, which was several feet deep.

"Is this the ending you Taixu Mountain want?"

Mo Yang's voice came from the sky, and his figure appeared there without knowing when, like an ancient god or demon descending to the world, revealing an indescribable majesty.

"Boom..."

As soon as the words fell, a huge footprint suddenly fell from the sky. At this time, everyone saw that in the huge palm print, the old man seemed to have just reshaped his body.

Originally, the old man could avoid it, because although the footprint that fell was so powerful that it made the sky tremble, the speed was not fast. It can be seen that the old man seemed to be struggling, and he roared several times in succession, but he just couldn't move his body, as if he was fixed there.

"Puff..."

This time, everyone clearly saw a group of sad and dazzling blood light suddenly exploded, and the old man's body collapsed directly as soon as the footprint fell.

Let's not talk about Mo Yang's current combat power for now. You must know that this old man's cultivation has surpassed the immortal realm. What kind of power is needed to crush his body directly with one blow?

The two old men were killed in the blink of an eye, and now even this old man seems to have no resistance at all.

In fact, the old man was just pretending to attack before, and his original intention was to find a chance to escape.

He knew that he could not continue to fight today, because facing Mo Yang now, he had no confidence at all.

But he didn't expect that there was no chance to escape at all.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly emerged in the burst of blood light, and then a formation pattern suddenly emerged. The figure raised his head and stared at Mo Yang fiercely, and then sank into the formation pattern.

"Abandoning the body, the soul wants to escape?"

Mo Yang looked down indifferently and spoke coldly.

He raised his hand and slapped the void in front of him without haste. The whole sky was shaking, the void collapsed, the transmission channel was directly blasted open, and the old man's soul power fell directly.

The old man's soul was terrified and wanted to continue to escape, but what was waiting for him was a huge palm, which grabbed him.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous that you use the transmission array in front of me?"

"You are such a strong man, you don't even have the courage to die in battle?"

At this time, Mo Yang was like a killing god, staring at the old man's soul in his hand with a grim look, and then without waiting for the old man to respond, he clenched his palm suddenly.

"Boom..."

When the palm clenched, it was like two overwhelming forces colliding, and it actually made a dull sound.

The old man roared several times, and he seemed to want to burn his soul power to break the palm, but it was useless. Before he could even do anything, his soul split and then suddenly shattered...

Then, Mo Yang's palm fell down, and a huge force poured down, completely submerging the old man's soul power, leaving him no chance of survival.

At this time, the world seemed to be quiet in an instant, and fell into a dead silence.