Ancient Gods

From afar, two huge beams of light connected the sky and the earth, thunders were rolling in all directions, and dazzling lightnings were constantly falling around the two huge beams of light.

At this time, in the fog on the Xuantian Continent, in the ancient lands of the ancient races, there were auras floating one after another, and several amazing eyes rushed out from these ancient lands of the ancient races, looking outside the fog.

"The world is upside down, yin and yang are alternating... Such ancient taboos can actually appear..." A rumbling sound wave sounded above the ancient land of gods and demons.

"Is there still a great emperor alive in the human race!" A sound wave also came from another ancient land of the ancient race.

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At this time, the Central Region was completely uneasy. The terrifying aura was unknown how far it spread, and the dazzling light enveloped the entire battlefield. No one could see the scene inside, nor did they know what happened inside.

However, many people knew that all this should be related to the old man who looked like a mummy.

From afar, in the dazzling light, it seemed that countless patterns were intertwined, gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

Several elders of Yao Chi Holy Land were also shocked at this time. They were pushed away dozens of miles away. A terrifying force filled the entire battlefield. Even if they borrowed the power of the ancient peach tree, they could not get close.

"This is a taboo secret method recorded in ancient books. How could it be... Could it be that it was a great emperor?" An elder of Yao Chi Holy Land spoke in a trembling voice, almost unable to believe it.

Didn't it say that after the change of the laws of heaven, the great emperor could not live forever? Then who was this powerful man who looked like a mummy in front of him, and how did he survive?

"Maybe he doesn't have to die..." Another elder of Yao Chi Holy Land stared at the brilliant light fog and whispered.

I don't know how long it took, because everyone gathered here was completely numb and didn't know the passage of time at all.

It seemed that several hours had passed before the stars in the deep sky slowly disappeared. The thick clouds in the sky also dispersed at some point, and the two light pillars that connected the sky and the earth became fainter and fainter...

With a breeze blowing, the terrifying aura that originally filled the world had dissipated.

At this time, everyone woke up from their dreams and immediately looked towards the battlefield. The light fog there had not completely dissipated, but no one dared to move forward at this time.

"Where are the people?"

Countless eyes stared at the battlefield, which was where Mo Yang had stood before, but after the light fog completely dissipated, everyone finally saw clearly, but found that there was nothing there.

Mo Yang's figure disappeared, and the old man who looked like a mummy also disappeared...

This made everyone stunned. Could it be that Mo Yang was taken away by the mysterious strong man? But I don't know how many people had been staring at there before, and no one left from beginning to end.

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At the same time, on the fifth floor of the Star Emperor Tower, in front of the Conferred God Formation, the light pillar portal floated, and the nameless strong man walked in. He put Mo Yang on the ground.

Mo Yang's face was pale. Except for the robe, all the blood on his body had been washed away. Now he looked pale, but his breath was stable, but he had not yet woken up.

The nameless strong man looked older than before, his skin was terribly dry, his eyes were completely sunken, and there was a dullness in his eyes. His old face was full of fatigue.

He raised his hand and waved, and a stone coffin flew in from the door with a bang, and fell heavily to the side. The coffin lid was closed, just like before.

At this time, the tower soul emerged, he squatted down beside Mo Yang, looked at him silently, and seemed to be relieved.

After making sure that Mo Yang was fine, he stood up, looked at the nameless strongman, and said, "Thank you!"

It was extremely rare for the tower soul to do this, but the nameless strongman didn't even look at the tower soul, as if sneer, his voice was extremely hoarse, saying: "You are just a weapon spirit, you are not qualified!"

The tower soul had no expression on his face, and said: "I thank you on behalf of the Star Emperor!"

The nameless strongman finally looked at the tower soul, and a hint of sarcasm appeared in his dim eyes. He sneered: "If that pervert was here, I wouldn't do anything even if he knelt and begged me. I'm just for him!"

As he said that, he looked at Mo Yang.

The tower soul originally wanted to say that if the Star Emperor was here, no one would need to do anything. He just glanced at the nameless strongman and didn't say it out loud.

The tower soul pondered for a moment and said: "I'll send him to the third floor first!"

The nameless strongman leaned against the broken stone and closed his eyes, as if he didn't hear anything. The whole person was like a completely rotten dead wood, motionless.

The tower soul waved his hand, and Mo Yang's figure disappeared. Only then did the tower soul look at the stone coffin with a complicated expression.

Then he raised his hand and shook it gently, and the stone coffin rose from the ground, flew back to its original place, and landed with a bang, making the whole stone tower rumble.

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Outside, looking at the empty battlefield, the sword saint thought for a long time, his snow-white hair moved with the wind, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Without saying a word, his body shook slightly, and he slowly turned around and walked away step by step.

The Yao Chi Saint came back to his senses at this time, and his figure flashed, and rushed up. Looking at this sword master, she sighed lightly and said: "You helped him several times, and his kindness is returned by us in the Yao Chi Holy Land. You follow us back to the Yao Chi Holy Land, and the Holy Land will use all means to help you!"

The Sword Master smiled sarcastically. Although his face looked tired, his eyes were still clear and he said: "I'm not helping him, I'm just doing what I should do. This is not a favor, he doesn't owe me anything!"

The Saint of Yaochi didn't know what to say for a moment. She was also extremely surprised by this strong swordsman. He could reach this point in the swordsmanship. It cannot be said that it is rare in the ages, but it is definitely not many. Especially in this era, it is extremely rare. .

"You don't need to worry, he should be fine!" The sword master spoke first, then silently left step by step.

"When you see him, please tell me a message. If possible in the future, please ask him to take care of my two apprentices!" The sword master did not look back.

At this time, countless eyes watched the Sword Master leave. Many human youths were shouting the name of the Sword Master, while many others remained silent.

Originally, the sword master took action yesterday, which caused many strong men from the big human forces to regard him as their enemy, but now those strong men from the big forces did not take action either.

The Sword Master had almost exhausted everything today. Although it looked like only one of his hairs had turned white at this moment, in fact, his life span was running out and he wouldn't be able to live much longer.