Ancient Gods

At this time, the old man was already restless, because he clearly felt the power in his body running wildly in his meridians. He had to suppress it with all his strength, because he knew how terrible this poison was.

At the least, it would affect his consciousness and weaken his combat power. At the worst, the consequences would be disastrous, because from ancient times to the present, many cultivators have died from this aphrodisiac, and some even exploded and died.

Just now, Mo Yang took the opportunity to type nearly ten imperial characters beside him. Looking at those ancient characters with a terrifying aura, the old man's face became completely solemn.

The lust in his body was still growing, as if it was about to devour his reason at any time, and the outside world was blocked by nearly ten imperial characters. He had to divide some of his strength to suppress the restless power in his body, and at the same time he had to be careful to deal with the crisis in the outside world.

He had heard a lot of rumors about Mo Yang a few years ago, and knew that the young man in front of him was different from other ordinary geniuses and could not be guessed by common sense.

But before he could think about it, the nearly ten imperial texts suddenly covered him. Facing this scene, the old man let out an angry roar. He used all his strength to mobilize the power around him. He could not avoid it, so he could only be forced to take the power of these imperial texts.

In his opinion, although this method was not an ordinary method, he should be able to resist it. After all, Mo Yang's cultivation was far inferior to his.

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However, he obviously underestimated Mo Yang at this time, and also underestimated Mo Yang's understanding of the imperial texts.

"Puff..."

The imperial texts covered, and several imperial texts burst out with an unparalleled power at this moment.

In a roar of exclamation and roar, a bloody red light suddenly burst open. The power exerted by the old man could not resist such a terrifying power at all, and then even his body was directly crushed and immediately collapsed into a blood mist.

Although the old man relied on the sacrificial formation to forcibly absorb a huge force to bless himself, which greatly improved his cultivation, the so-called advantages and disadvantages coexist. The technique he practiced was too extreme, and the power came quickly, which naturally had serious disadvantages. He could not exert the true power of those powers at all.

In Mo Yang's words, the old man seemed to have a strong cultivation, but in fact it was just a facade. His real combat power was several realms weaker than his current cultivation.

Facing a demon like Yuan Qi, Mo Yang could force him into death when the devil thought dominated himself, let alone the old man in front of him.

Moreover, Mo Yang's consciousness was also struggling at this time. His consciousness was not completely lost. He had been trying to maintain a trace of rationality. Although Mo Yang had no choice today, he was also afraid that if the devil thought completely dominated, he was not sure whether he could still be awake.

The most important thing is whether the reincarnation seal will transform. If it transforms a few more, the result will undoubtedly be extremely terrible.

He stared at the blood mist that exploded, but was not in a hurry to attack. He was trying to suppress the violence in his heart and the bloodthirsty thoughts in his heart.

The power of several imperial texts was indeed terrifying. Even with the old man's cultivation, his aura was much weaker after reshaping his body.

His face, which had originally been much younger, became a little older and pale, but under the influence of the God and Demon Drunk, his eyes became blood red as if they were congested, and they looked even more weird.

"Suppress!"

At the moment when the old man's body was completely reshaped, Mo Yang let out a low shout, pressed his hands hard, and the power of space poured down, turning into a space cage to cover the old man.

Although the old man retreated at the first time, he did not avoid it after all. Mo Yang's move was too fast.

"Ant, don't think about trapping me!"

The old man roared. At this time, his mind was completely confused. The power in his body was no longer suppressed, and he felt that his consciousness began to become a little confused.

"It's not to trap you, but to kill you!"

Mo Yang had a wicked smile on his face. After he finished speaking, he took a step forward and entered the cage directly. He appeared in front of the old man like a ghost, raised his hand and grabbed the old man's neck.

"I thought you had lived in the dark for so long, and I would be surprised if you sacrificed the strong men of the entire Demon Palace. I didn't expect you to be so weak that you could not withstand a single blow!"

"Old thing, you are an evil demon, you are no longer yourself!"

Mo Yang grabbed the old man, and his words were extremely arrogant.

Although Mo Yang still maintained a trace of sobriety, he was more demonic, and a terrifying bloodthirsty aura emanated from his body. The whole person was still like a peerless demon.

"Don't think you are nobler than me. So what if I take a different approach with my sword? Haven't you also practiced magic? One day, you will lose yourself, just like those pathetic sacrifices before!" The old man stared at Mo Yang, his pale face extremely ferocious, and he roared continuously.

When Mo Yang heard the old man's words, his eyes struggled violently, and his breath fluctuated. Then he raised his eyebrows, clenched his palms suddenly, and crushed the old man's neck directly.

However, at this time, the old man seemed to be completely crazy, and a violent breath burst out from his body.

Mo Yang did not continue to do it, but raised his hand to take out several white jade bottles and shattered them. The powder of God and Demon Drunk instantly filled this space cage. Mo Yang's figure flashed and disappeared, and when he appeared again, he had retreated outside the space cage.

A sigh came out of Mo Yang's mouth, the blood in his eyes slowly faded, and the bloodthirsty breath emanating from his body also dissipated.

In just a few breaths, the demonic patterns around his body completely disappeared, and clarity returned to his eyes.

Mo Yang stood silently outside the space barrier with his hands behind his back, silently sensing his body. He did not expect that he could get out of the state of being possessed so quickly. His heart seemed to calm down in an instant, and the killing and violence just dissipated.

"Sacrifice... Who can use me as a sacrifice, who dares to use me as a sacrifice?" Mo Yang then sat down cross-legged outside the space cage.

He released too much God and Demon Drunk in the space cage. Judging from the old man's current state, he would not be awake for long, because the old man's mind had been seriously affected at this time. As long as the amount of God and Demon Drunk inhaled was enough, the old man would probably not live long.

"It is worthy of being an ancient strange flower. As long as it is used in advance, the strong men in the realm of creation cannot avoid it..." Mo Yang sighed lightly.

Listening to the angry roars, Mo Yang silently closed his eyes and began to sense.

He was no longer worried about the old man. This crisis was resolved. Now he just waited for the old man to go crazy and die by himself. He didn't have to do anything else.

Mo Yang silently sensed the situation here. This secret realm was indeed a bit weird. If such a place could be destroyed, it should be destroyed. It must not be left alone.