Ancient Gods

At this time, although Mo Yang looked very calm except for his pale face, he gave people an indescribable sense of hideousness.

He stared at the middle-aged man in Chixu Ridge and continued: "Now you ancient tribes want to completely occupy this land and leave no place for the human race. If the ancient tribes are not eliminated, there will be no peace on the Xuantian Continent, so you can only die!"

After Mo Yang finished speaking, he raised his hand and drew it forward. An imperial text instantly emerged. The ancient characters exuded a terrifying aura, and the dazzling divine light illuminated all directions.

It was also an imperial text. Mo Yang had used it in the mist before, but it was completely different from this time. At this time, this ancient character seemed to contain supreme power and exuded a heart-pounding aura.

Looking up at the ancient character, the middle-aged man in Chixu Ridge looked very solemn. He had avoided the previous attacks, but this imperial text covered all directions, and when it emerged, it seemed to suppress all directions.

He seemed to have no choice but to resist.

Although today's events were too strange, he was still a strong man after all. Even though the breath from the Emperor's writing made him feel frightened, since he couldn't retreat, he could only fight with all his strength.

His mind moved, and the forbidden secret technique of Chixu Ridge silently operated, and the aura around him began to surge.

This forbidden secret technique could forcibly improve his cultivation in a short period of time, but after this battle, he needed to cultivate for a long time, which was also a self-destructive means.

But he had no choice. He knew very well that this Emperor's writing was extraordinary. If he didn't use the strongest means, other skills would be in vain.

"Ants are ants. You are a human junior. No matter what power you borrowed, I will not return until I kill you today!" He let out a low roar, and his face turned red.

After a low roar, his cultivation seemed to have been forcibly improved by several small realms, and a terrifying aura suddenly surged out with him as the center.

Mo Yang stood there, and he didn't have time to think about these things. He raised his hand and pressed forward suddenly. The void was turbulent, and an imperial text emerged again. One yin and one yang, the two imperial texts covered the strong man in Chixu Ridge in the middle.

He didn't say anything, his breath fluctuated, and his face was paler than before.

Mo Yang's condition was very bad. Although the power in his body seemed to be suppressed and not so violent, it was not a force he could bear after all. The longer the time was delayed, the more dangerous it would be for him.

In Mo Yang's view, these two imperial texts were enough to kill this strong man.

When he used the imperial text, he felt something in his heart, because the imperial text he used with his current strength was already powerful to an unimaginable degree.

After all, this imperial text was the means left by the emperor. If the power was enough, even if it was not fully understood, the mysterious heaven and earth pattern alone could exert the true power of the imperial text.

Now, two imperial texts, one yin and one yang, enveloped the strong man from Chixuling. Mo Yang did not stop there. He waved his hands, without any reservation or suppression, and sent out all the power in his body.

This was the best time to kill the opponent. He knew that if he missed this opportunity, it would not be easy to kill the opponent, so he had no worries.

"Boom boom..."

With the terrifying power in Mo Yang's body, the two imperial texts shook violently, and the terrifying aura suddenly surged out. The four directions of the void disappeared silently, as if returning to chaos.

That aura made Mo Yang feel a little palpitating.

"Puff..."

The two imperial texts echoed each other, and a terrifying destructive force seemed to burst out from them. The body of the strong man from Chixuling was instantly shattered, and turned directly into a sad and dazzling blood light.

The body of such a strong man was shattered, and the power that erupted was extremely terrifying. The two imperial texts were shaking violently.

Mo Yang did not hesitate, and pushed forward with both hands again, gathering strength and sending out, adding two imperial texts. He wanted to take this opportunity to directly obliterate and refine this strong man from Chixu Ridge.

The dazzling blood light inside seemed to be struggling violently, bursting out with brilliant blood-colored divine light, and even the terrifying aura directly penetrated the formation formed by the two imperial texts and diffused out.

Mo Yang's face was extremely cold, this strong man was so terrifying.

His current state was much worse than before, and he could sense it clearly.

Because at this time, he felt that his consciousness was about to be obliterated and swallowed. His cultivation was too weak. If he did not have the inheritance of the Heavenly Dao in his body, he would not be able to merge with this Star Lord Battle Bone and could not use the remaining power in this skeleton.

"I can't delay it any longer, otherwise I'm afraid I will also fall here..." Mo Yang said to himself in his heart.

However, although he was doing his best to support the two imperial texts, and although the blood mist inside seemed to be refined at a speed visible to the naked eye, the struggle became more and more intense.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, a brilliant divine light burst out from the middle of the two imperial texts, and the light actually penetrated the imperial texts directly, illuminating the four directions.

A terrifying pressure seemed to be above the nine heavens, and it penetrated directly.

Mo Yang's face changed drastically. It has come to this point. Could there be another change?

What is the situation? Although the strong man in front of him is strong, his cultivation is far from reaching the level of an emperor-level strong man. Could it be that the other party has some powerful means left by the Supreme?

Before he could think about it, an ancient character emerged from the middle of the two imperial characters. However, this was not an imperial character, but a trace of Dao, which revealed the terrifying aura that only an emperor-level strongman possessed.

The two imperial characters that Mo Yang had concentrated all his strength to hit were shattered at this moment, unable to withstand the terrifying power.

Even Mo Yang's body was blown away. Although his body was not damaged, the pressure directly pressed his body to the ground. The originally restless power in his body seemed to be under great suppression at this time.

"Boom boom..."

The void was constantly shattering, and the terrifying pressure became more and more terrifying, as if a real emperor had descended here.

Even though Mo Yang had fused the Star Lord's Battle Bone, he could only barely stabilize his body at this time, and he still felt an endless pressure on his body.

He had faced emperor-level strongmen more than once, and was very familiar with this level of pressure. This was indeed a method left by the emperor.

As the two imperial texts shattered, the body of the strong man in Chixu Ridge began to slowly reshape, and blood light gathered. However, because a part of it was refined, the reshaped body was incomplete, and even only half of the head was left.

However, this kind of injury was not considered a big injury for such a strong man, and it was repaired in just a few breaths.

"It's not just you who can use external force, I have it too!" The cold voice came into Mo Yang's ears, and the strong man stared at Mo Yang, with an unprecedented murderous intent.