Ancient Gods

The old man stared at Mo Yang, and he kept asking himself, is it his inner demon that is causing trouble?

Because he knew that Mo Yang had survived the killing intent of the Supreme, he subconsciously thought that this human genius was extraordinary and not so easy to kill.

But thinking carefully, this did not seem to be an inner demon, but a fact.

And everything they saw at this time completely overturned their expectations. They thought that it would be easy to achieve their goals here, but although Mo Yang in front of them was pale and his soul power was damaged, he was not a sick cat at all.

"Don't take it lightly. He can survive that killing intent, and this is worth your and my serious treatment!"

The old man stared at Mo Yang again and again, and then whispered this sentence.

This sentence was obviously said to the middle-aged man.

And Mo Yang was also thinking in his heart. When fighting with such a strong man before, he had to fuse the Star Lord's Battle Bone, but this time he broke through a seal, his cultivation had already stepped into the realm of creation, and his body had undergone a thunder tribulation and transformed again.

He checked how strong his physique was now. Of course, he didn't plan to fight to the death here.

He was very clear about his current state. The most important thing at the moment was to find a hidden place to heal his wounds and let himself recover completely.

Fighting to the death with these two Chixuling masters here was not a wise choice. After all, the ancient land of the ancient race that he was now directly at odds with was not only Chixuling, but also a Chaos Dragon Pool.

"Come on, let's do it together. You came to kill me. Today, either you die or I die!" Mo Yang was still walking slowly towards the two masters of Chixuling with his hands behind his back.

In a close fight, Mo Yang had no pressure at all, but if he fought from a distance, it would not be a good thing for Mo Yang.

Just watching Mo Yang constantly walking towards them, the two masters of Chixuling frowned more and more, and too many questions were entangled in their hearts.

Not to mention what happened last night, now Mo Yang is so fearless in the face of these two masters. What gave Mo Yang the confidence?

So in the face of Mo Yang's extremely arrogant words, the two strong men of Chixu Ridge did not respond or mock for a while.

Watching Mo Yang approach step by step, the old man's aura surged, and all his skills were activated, and the middle-aged man was the same. The terrifying aura emanated from their bodies, making the sky tremble.

But Mo Yang seemed unaffected. He was still walking forward slowly, with ripples around his body, and energy like water waves kept floating. A force of space enveloped him, and the crushing pressure and waves could not stop his steps.

At this time, the old man held his right hand forward, and suddenly, a murderous intent suddenly burst out. A war spear appeared in his hand, revealing a terrifying cold breath.

And the waves under the feet of the middle-aged man rolled, and then an ancient seal emerged. At first glance, it looked like a black stone platform, but in fact it was engraved with mysterious patterns.

There is no doubt that these are two treasures, and they actually showed them directly.

Mo Yang finally stopped at this time, and an ancient sword emerged silently in his hand. This ancient sword looked ordinary, but it was not ordinary at all. Last night, it was the tower soul that controlled his body, and with this ancient sword, he directly split the ancient character condensed by the emperor-level murderous intent.

Because the ancient sword came from an emperor's tomb, Mo Yang guessed that this ancient sword was probably an emperor's weapon to some extent, but it was different from ordinary emperor's weapons. There was no emperor-level Dao pattern on it, nor any other traces related to the emperor, but it must have been sacrificed by an emperor-level strongman.

"Boom..."

The old man in Chixu Ridge suddenly swung the war spear and stabbed Mo Yang fiercely. There was no dazzling divine light on the war spear, but it silently shattered the void. A sharp breath wrapped with the cold murderous intent swallowed Mo Yang like a tide.

There was no extra words between the two sides, and the war broke out instantly.

And Mo Yang did not make a move. With a thought, the power of space flowed, and a thick light curtain condensed in front of him.

He seemed to know that the light curtain condensed by the power of space could not stop the fierce blow, so when he saw the wave sweeping over, he clenched his left fist and punched out suddenly.

As expected, accompanied by a terrifying sound, the light curtain was actually pierced, but at this time, the fist force that Mo Yang punched out just collided with the wave.

His body was shocked and retreated several steps, and then stabilized.

The light curtain condensed by the power of space has offset most of the power, but it is still extremely terrifying. Although his physique is strong and not damaged at all, his strength is still too weak.

Mo Yang's face was very calm, silently running his skills to calm the turbulent blood in his body. He sighed in his heart. Although his cultivation has broken through this time and his strength has skyrocketed, it is still far from enough to fight against such a strong man.

Even if he is not injured, he cannot confront such a terrifying power head-on.

However, his physique is beyond Mo Yang's expectations. This time, his physique has transformed and is much stronger than before.

When the old man saw this scene, his eyes narrowed again, and he glanced at Mo Yang's face for a few times, and he seemed to be relieved. He naturally knew that most of the power of that attack was blocked by the light curtain condensed by the power of space, and the remaining power still shocked Mo Yang and made him retreat again and again.

"It seems that your injuries are indeed serious!" The old man said this in a sinister way.

The middle-aged man shouted at this time, and stepped down suddenly. The ancient seal under his feet disappeared instantly. Then Mo Yang's head shook violently, as if the sky collapsed, and a huge black shadow emerged, like a huge peak falling down.

Mo Yang knew that the treasure in the hands of such a strong man must be extraordinary, and at this time he also saw that the moment the ancient seal emerged from the sky, a force fell down, like a big net, covering this space.

Chixu Ridge is very special in the secret method of imprisoning space. At this time, Mo Yang felt that the power circulating around was just like the secret method of sealing the sky and forbidden land that he had seen before. The ancient seal seemed to be specially engraved with array patterns, which could suppress this space.

"Humph, you still want to use this method to imprison me, don't you know that I have comprehended the space law?"

Mo Yang snorted coldly. If he had not broken through his cultivation, he would not dare to be careless in the face of such a method, but now

With a cold snort, he made a series of strokes with his left hand above his head, and then a trace of Dao marks emerged.

This scene made the old man's face change suddenly, not fear, but shock. He exclaimed: "You can actually condense the power of space into Dao patterns!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, an ancient character floated above Mo Yang's head. At this time, Mo Yang said: "You are wrong, it is not a Dao pattern, it is an imperial text!"

This is an imperial text that Mo Yang comprehended, but at this time he actually carved the imperial text directly with the power of space.