Ancient Gods

Er Gouzi stood on Mo Yang's shoulder, stared at the cultivators in the distance, and then whispered to Mo Yang: "Boy, do you still want to fight?"

Mo Yang sighed lightly and said: "If no one fights, then today's over. If someone still fights, then I will accompany you to the end!"

Then Mo Yang circulated his true energy and asked outside the valley: "Does anyone else want to fight?"

Faced with Mo Yang's calm and somewhat threatening question, the dark army of cultivators did not speak.

Many people hurriedly retracted their gazes and did not dare to look at Mo Yang.

"If no one fights, then today's over!" Mo Yang continued to speak, and then walked out of the valley directly.

Seeing Mo Yang walk out of the valley directly, many cultivators could not help but whisper.

Some of them began to get a little restless again, because Mo Yang deliberately ran for dozens of miles to lure many cultivators here because he left a trap in the valley and set a killing move.

But now he dared to walk out of the valley directly. You know, without those means, Mo Yang is not to be feared at all.

"He set up traps in the valley in advance, and then killed so many cultivators. He dared to leave the valley like this. Isn't he afraid that the cultivators outside will attack him?"

"God knows what other means he has. This kid is very evil. So many things have happened from Yaowang Valley to now. The ones who died were all cultivators who were hostile to him. Although his cultivation is not strong, he has been living well!"

At this time, Mo Yang was like a bloody Shura, his body was stained with blood, and he walked out of the valley slowly, and then he was going to leave directly.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the scene was deadly quiet.

After a moment of dead silence, a cultivator finally couldn't help it.

Someone in the crowd said, "Although you have the Great Emperor's treasure, your cultivation is too weak. You used it once before, and you can't activate it again in a short time. You killed so many people, do you want to leave?"

Mo Yang stopped and looked at the crowd, but the person who spoke did not speak again after he finished speaking.

"Hmph, you are only a master, but you are so cruel. If you grow up, you will be in trouble in the future!"

Another voice came from the crowd at this time.

Mo Yang looked coldly and scanned the crowd, but there were too many cultivators to lock the person who spoke.

"Damn it, some people are unwilling to accept it. In their opinion, you must have consumed a lot of energy to activate the Great Emperor's treasure. Now is the best time to kill you. They are unwilling to watch you leave!" Er Gouzi cursed, and he also stared at the crowd.

"Who wants to stop me, come out and fight!" Mo Yang said calmly.

But he had already spread his divine thoughts and covered it, silently watching to see who it was.

Because the two consecutive sentences had already aroused the agitation of many cultivators, the eyes they looked at Mo Yang were somewhat different from before. The fear in their eyes was no longer so strong, and they wanted to attack Mo Yang.

Mo Yang's eyes swept through the crowd one by one.

With a sense of pressure.

"Boy, it seems that there are extraordinary masters rushing here. Let's go first!" Er Gouzi spoke in a low voice. He stared at the distance silently, and could faintly feel a wave approaching.

Mo Yang glanced at everyone, and just when he was about to turn around, another voice came out.

"Mo Yang, don't think about leaving like this. You have such a blood debt. If I don't kill you, it will be unjust!"

Mo Yang's eyes were cold and fierce. He suddenly stared at a direction, then he turned his palm, and the battle axe was taken in his hand. Then he activated the battle scroll, swung the battle axe and chopped it out in the air.

The light that chopped out was like a huge battle axe light and shadow, chopped towards the crowd.

As a ray of holy power spread, everyone changed color and many people hurriedly retreated in all directions.

However, Mo Yang's figure flashed, and he rushed forward with the Xingzi scroll, directly stopping a middle-aged man.

This man was short, with a wisp of goatee and two scars on his side face.

"Mo Yang, you, what do you want to do? I'm just a bystander. Do you want to kill everyone here?" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a barely noticeable fierceness, but on the surface he pretended to be terrified.

Moreover, he deliberately put Mo Yang on the opposite side of everyone in his words, which immediately attracted many cultivators around to stare at Mo Yang.

"Young man, you have killed enough people today. Do you really want to kill innocent people?" An old man looked at Mo Yang and spoke with a bad look.

This old man seemed to be just a bystander, because when he spoke, he deliberately released a breath, and he was actually a powerful person in the extraordinary realm.

As the old man spoke, many cultivators around him leaned towards the old man without a sound, as if to make their position clear.

The short scarred man's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness. This was the result he wanted. If Mo Yang dared to attack him now, other cultivators would surely attack him.

"You asked me what I wanted to do, then I'll tell you, I want to kill you!" Mo Yang smiled faintly and looked at the scarred man in front of him silently.

Then he made a lightning move, and the battle axe in his hand suddenly swung up, and then chopped down with lightning speed.

The scarred man thought that Mo Yang would be afraid and dare not attack him, but he never expected Mo Yang to be so direct and decisive.

The scarred man had no time to dodge at all. The battle axe was extremely sharp. It fell from his head in an instant, and cut from his crotch, directly cutting his body in half.

"I only killed those who entered the valley. I didn't kill those who were chasing me. I was showing mercy. If you want to stop me, you can try!" Mo Yang retracted his battle axe. He didn't even look at the scarred man, but silently looked at the cultivators around him.

"I have no grudges against them, but they are chasing me for a scroll of skills. Who is unjust?"

"If I don't kill them, do I have to wait for them to kill me and then take my head to claim the reward for it to be unjust?"

The old man looked at Mo Yang silently, pondered slightly, and then fell silent.

Seeing that the old man didn't speak, the other cultivators didn't dare to be the first to speak out. Although they were unwilling in their hearts, they didn't dare to confront Mo Yang directly.

Just now, the scarred man had reached the second level of the War King Realm, but was split in half by Mo Yang's axe, like splitting firewood.

Although Mo Yang's action was sudden, it was enough to show that Mo Yang's combat power was extraordinary. After all, he opened the Spirit Palace, and it was rumored in the cultivation world that Mo Yang should be a descendant of the God Clan.

Then Mo Yang did not stop and turned around and left.

Because he did feel a strong breath approaching.

After leaving, Mo Yang directly set up a teleportation array and left with Er Gouzi.