Ancient Gods

In the Star King Tower, on the fifth floor, the tower soul stood silently in front of the great formation of gods. He looked up at the gray sky, where a picture emerged, which was the battlefield of the outside world.

The unknown strong man was also watching. Neither Tower Soul nor him spoke, they just stared silently at the flashing picture.

"It has reached its limit. The backlash is coming and he will die!"

This was the voice of Tower Soul. He did not look at the unknown strong man, his eyes were still staring at the picture, but he was obviously talking to the unknown strong man.

The unknown strong man glanced at the tower soul and sneered: "Isn't this the meaning of your existence?"

Ta Hun had no expression on his face, shook his head, and said, "I'm just a weapon spirit. I can only try my best to suppress those forces for him, but I can't control the backlash!"

The wrinkles on the face of the unknown strong man seemed to be shaking, but he was still sneering and said: "Didn't that pervert Star King expect that he would encounter such a disaster?"

Tahun didn't speak, his eyes still stared at the picture.

At the same time, in the outside world, Mo Yang stood silently in mid-air. Although the surrounding areas were silent, the aura on Mo Yang's body fluctuated extremely violently at this time.

His expression was also changing. Now he couldn't feel the situation in his body at all. He only felt that there was a violent force surging in his body, as if it would break out of his body at any time.

He had tried to sense his Dantian and meridians all over his body before, but he couldn't sense anything. He could only feel that power everywhere. Sometimes, he even felt that he was only conscious now, as if this body was not his. own.

Because that power was not under his control at all. When he took action before, he only vented part of the power in his body. He could not control the severity of the action or the strength of the power.

"puff……"

At this moment, a vein suddenly burst open on his neck, and golden blood splashed out for several feet.

"puff……"

Immediately afterwards, veins on his arms and forehead exploded one after another, and bloody swords flew out...

"Is it finally too much to bear..." Mo Yang whispered softly.

He felt that his consciousness was a little blurry at this time. It was a strange feeling. It felt like his consciousness was about to dissipate. He was like a mist. As long as a gust of wind blew by, he would completely disappear from this world.

Veins burst out one after another on his body, and blood splattered everywhere, but Mo Yang didn't feel any pain at all. Looking at the golden blood continuously flowing out of his body, he felt nothing except seeing it.

"What... happened? Why did Mo Yang..."

At this time, only one of the countless human cultivators who were watching in the distance spoke. Many of them had not even recovered from the previous shock.

"He fused that battle bone, and there were gains and losses. He gained the most powerful power, which is probably a backlash..." A cultivator responded blankly.

The sword master standing on the top of the mountain in the distance now looked tired and tired, his hair was as white as snow, and his figure looked extremely lonely, giving off a sense of twilight.

He sighed softly at this time, and he did not expect such an ending. Today is the death disaster of Taixu Mountain, and it is also the death disaster of him and Mo Yang.

He knew that he wouldn't live long, and Mo Yang, the genius of the human race whom he had always been optimistic about, was in a worse condition than him. Although there was a monstrous aura rising and falling on Mo Yang's body, the fluctuations of those auras were extremely violent and were not affected by Mo Yang at all. Control, Mo Yang may be about to reach the end of his life.

At this moment, in the Star Emperor Tower, the tower soul stared at the picture, silent, and the unknown strong man did not speak. At this time, there was no expression on his face, he just watched the scene in the picture silently.

"Activate the formation, I want to go out for a walk!"

The unknown strong man spoke.

The tower soul turned around and looked at the unknown strong man silently. Then he moved his hands, and the entire Star Emperor Tower was trembling. The place was filled with divine brilliance. The four huge chains were connected to unknown places. At this time, wisps of divine energy floated throughout the body. Hui, ancient spells flickering on and off...

However, those chains were not separated from the unknown strong man, but were broken inch by inch.

The Conferred God Formation was left by the Star Emperor and had existed in the Star Emperor Tower for countless years. Now, this formation was completely destroyed.

"You don't have much life left, I'll leave a door for you so you can come and go freely!" Tower Soul looked at the broken chain and said this.

Then he raised his hand and swiped, and a light curtain appeared in front of the unknown strong man, like a light portal.

Then he didn't stop, silently turned around and left, taking a few steps and then disappeared.

The unknown strong man did not pay attention to the chains of gods that had been scattered to pieces on the ground, and still stared at the picture in mid-air.

After a moment, he silently walked into the light portal.

In the outside world, everyone recovered from the shock one after another, looking at the scene in mid-air, and talking about it.

Everyone can see that Mo Yang's current state is extremely strange. The veins all over Mo Yang's body are exploding, and his body is cracking, like a piece of porcelain, with cracks all over his body...

The ground below where he stood was stained with blood, and from a distance it looked like it was plated with gold.

The Sword Master left the mountain, stepped in the air, and slowly walked towards Mo Yang.

"I didn't expect it would come to this point..."

The sword master spoke, his voice filled with endless sadness and an indescribable regret.

Mo Yang's consciousness was almost completely blurred at this time. Listening to the sound waves coming from him, he raised his head and looked at the Sword Master, with a smile on his blood-stained face and said: "Senior, do you regret it?"

"There's nothing to fear about death, it's just you..."

The Sword Saint hesitated to speak. He thought Mo Yang had given him a big surprise today. He thought Mo Yang could survive, but now...

"I am not afraid to fight side by side with my senior!" Mo Yang said, but his mouth was full of blood.

In the distance, a green light appeared, and a green peach branch broke through the void and extended to the battlefield. Several figures rushed out from the gap.

"Don't come over!"

Mo Yang shouted.

His breath fluctuated violently at this time. Although he could not feel the situation in his body and did not even know how strong the power was, he knew how terrifying it was that he could easily kill the old man just now.

If his body broke open directly, once the people from Yaochi Holy Land approached, they would probably be swallowed up instantly and would surely die.

Yaochi Saint was frozen in place, her face turned pale, she didn't speak, her eyes were blurred...

It wasn't that she didn't want to rush towards Mo Yang, but it was impossible to get close to him. The breath coming out was like a storm, one wave after another.

And Xichi Saint, who followed her, found that something was wrong and grabbed her tightly.

"Don't get close, just stay there, let me take a closer look at your face!" Mo Yang's mouth was bleeding, but he was laughing.