Ancient Gods

Yuan Qi stood in the distance, watching this scene with his own eyes, watching Mo Yang holding the rusty ancient sword. It was just two attacks, but he could not believe that the scroll was destroyed.

This scroll was not from his faction, but he had obtained it from an emperor's tomb. It was a treasure left by an emperor-level strongman. If one of these treasures was destroyed, one would be less. Except for an emperor-level strongman, it was impossible to re-refine it.

Although he was just staring at it, his heart was bleeding.

He had fought with Mo Yang twice, and several treasures in his hand had been destroyed. The key was that Mo Yang was still alive and kicking.

At the same time, he was also surprised. Could the armor on Mo Yang's body and the ancient sword in his hand be emperor-level treasures?

He also knew that Mo Yang had a treasure that could hold his true body, which was probably a treasure left by the emperor.

How could a cultivator in such a dilapidated place have so many treasures at the same time?

You know, even he couldn't do that.

The last time he fought with Mo Yang, he was sure that Mo Yang was definitely different from an ordinary genius. Apart from other things, the fact that he had a dragon accompanying him was not something that an ordinary genius could do.

In addition, the technique that Mo Yang practiced was not an ordinary technique. If there was no strong person to guide him, how could he comprehend the Great Dao of Space with his cultivation level...

Could it be that Mo Yang was not a genius from this dilapidated place?

Like him, he came from somewhere else?

There was just one thing that he couldn't figure out. Mo Yang's cultivation level was a little abnormal. Last time, Mo Yang didn't seem to hide his cultivation level. In his opinion, such a cultivation level was too weak.

When Yuan Qi came back to his senses, the emperor-level pressure here had completely dissipated. Mo Yang stood there holding an ancient sword, looking at him.

The four-legged dragon and the silver-haired woman who retreated to the distance were also slowly approaching.

Looking at the three powerful enemies in front of him, Yuan Qi couldn't help but frown. This time, it seemed more difficult to deal with than the last time.

Although Mo Yang's cultivation was the weakest among them, the threat he posed to him was indeed the greatest. Mo Yang was the only uncertain factor here.

If he faced three first-level masters of the Creation Realm, he would not feel any pressure at all. Even if he did not use those killer maces, he could easily kill them. However, the three in front of him...

"The scroll is destroyed. Hurry up and use your other killer maces. Otherwise, you will be buried in this mountain range today!" Mo Yang said, holding the ancient sword in his right hand and pointing it at Yuan Qi.

For Mo Yang, if he could force all the means in Yuan Qi's hand out, he could use the Star Emperor Tower at that time.

As long as Yuan Qi was put into the Star Emperor Tower, it would be equivalent to announcing that Yuan Qi would die.

Yuan Qi looked around, his face was gloomy and terrible. At this time, he seemed to have calmed down. He stood there and did not respond.

"The illusion is destroyed. This seat will give you another great gift!" The four-legged dragon spoke at this time.

After saying that, it twisted its huge dragon body, and its dragon tail slammed down from the sky. In the smoke and dust, a large formation appeared instantly.

A wisp of Dao pattern spread rapidly on the ground like a dragon. In just a few breaths, the mountain range was covered by the pattern. With a murderous intent, the killing formation carved by the four-legged dragon was activated.

Mo Yang looked at this scene and was a little surprised. He thought that the four-legged dragon only carved a big dreamland, but he didn't expect that this guy actually carved a killing formation in secret.

No wonder Er Gouzi had been urging him to find a way to destroy the emperor-level scroll before. He was probably waiting for this moment.

Mo Yang knew very well that this killing formation was not simple. Before, on Xuantian Continent, Er Gouzi had also carved this kind of killing formation to deal with the strong man in Chixuling. Although the killing formation was destroyed in the end, the strong man in Chixuling was already close to the peak of the Creation Realm, and his combat power was far beyond Yuan Qi's reach.

"If my killing array can't kill the peak of the Creation Realm, can't it kill you, a two-legged reptile?" The four-legged dragon continued to speak, and the dragon roar shook the sky.

This guy obviously holds a grudge. He was ambushed by Yuan Qi in the ancient secret realm and his body was cut off with a sword. Otherwise, Mo Yang might not have seen this killing array today.

Because it is very consuming for the four-legged dragon to depict this killing array, and if you want to truly stimulate the power of the killing array, it seems that you need the real blood of the four-legged dragon to bless it.

"Evil beast, you want to kill me with your small killing array!" Yuan Qi looked at the four-legged dragon coldly and responded.

"Boy, hurry up!" The four-legged dragon directly urged Mo Yang.

And it didn't hesitate at all. The dragon body stirred the wind and clouds in the sky, and then swooped down suddenly, accompanied by a mouthful of scarlet dragon blood, turning into a blood rain and falling towards the ground.

Yuan Qi squinted at this scene. He did not retreat. He seemed to be sensing, and his eyes kept scanning this space.

As the blood rain fell, the world seemed to be stained red with blood. The murderous intent from the killing array suddenly surged, and the blood-colored light burst out from the strands of array patterns, reflecting this place into a Shura purgatory.

"Boom..."

Then the sky trembled, and several blood-red killing lights emerged out of thin air, falling like meteors, at an extremely fast speed.

Yuan Qi raised his head and stared at the blood-colored killing lights that were coming at him, and uttered a cold shout. At this time, his hair was flying wildly, and he actually rushed directly towards the killing lights.

"Boom..."

Then he shook his hands above his head, and a huge handprint emerged instantly, which actually directly covered the bloody killing lights. Then his palms clenched suddenly, and the killing lights were crushed.

"It's just a killing array. Even if you use up all your real blood, what can you do to me? You are just a beast, do you want to defy the heavens?" Yuan Qi seemed to have changed into a different person at this time, with a gloomy face.

Mo Yang was about to attack, but he stopped at this moment. He urged the ancient god's left eye to stare at Yuan Qi. It felt that at that moment, it seemed that Yuan Qi had an inexplicable power, as if some kind of restriction was opened.

"Could it be that he has hidden his cultivation, or some strange means?" Mo Yang frowned and thought.

He knew very well how powerful the killing array carved by the four-legged dragon was, and it could even threaten the strong man in Chixu Ridge, but those killing lights were crushed by Yuan Qi.

Logically speaking, Yuan Qi could not have such power.

At this moment, Mo Yang discovered that Yuan Qi's eyes began to turn red. The originally brown pupils seemed to be stained red by blood, and a ray of blood-colored light emanated from his body.

"This is..."

Mo Yang couldn't help but change color at this moment, because he sensed a familiar fluctuation in Yuan Qi.