Ancient Gods

Not only the Saint of Yaochi, but also Mo Yang was affected. He was too close and could not escape the disintegration.

Fortunately, he had an emperor-level armor on him, which helped him block the terrifying waves. He was just blown away.

Just two glances were so terrifying. In a sense, this was already a collision of emperor-level power.

At this moment, I don’t know how many human race strongmen were shocked. An emperor’s power spread out and spread to all directions.

Even those powerful people with big forces who closed the mountain gates could sense it. The emperor’s power could not be blocked at all.

After Mo Yang stabilized his body, he looked at the blood mist around the branches of the ancient peach tree. His eyes were stunned for a moment, and his expression froze. Then a raging rage suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart, and endless anger instantly filled his mind.

He did not hesitate, and his figure rushed towards the ancient peach tree. Now the dormant supreme being inside has been alarmed, and everything may happen today.

All his crazy plans before would probably be implemented today, but Mo Yang didn't have time to think about it. As long as the situation was not right, he would throw it out all at once.

As for the consequences, he was too lazy to think about them, nor did he want to think about them.

Just fuck him and that's it!

Although the body of the Saint of Yao Chi was shattered, at this time, under the ancient peach tree, there were patches of rosy clouds, as if there was a strong life force surging out, covering the blood mist.

The body of the Saint of Yao Chi was slowly reshaped...

Mo Yang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, there was this Yao Chi Emperor Weapon. The light curtain resisted most of the force, which made it possible for the Saint of Yao Chi to survive. It was just that her body was shattered, and her life force was not wiped out.

But even if it was just like this, it was an extremely terrible trauma for the Saint of Yao Chi.

Mo Yang dodged and rushed to the front of the ancient peach tree. He raised his hand and took out the rusty ancient sword. His eyes with a hint of blood red stared at the rolling mist.

When the body of the Saint of Yao Chi was reshaped, he would take the Saint of Yao Chi into the Star Emperor Tower as soon as possible. Now he could only stand in front.

"Ants also have the ambition to fight against the sky, ridiculous!"

Such a voice came from the rolling mist, and the sound waves spread, instantly making the mist turbulent like boiling water. Although it was only a sound wave, it carried a terrifying and unimaginable force, instantly penetrating the mist and surging out, pointing directly at Mo Yang.

"Boom..."

At this moment, Mo Yang suddenly urged out the power of space that he had comprehended, and countless light curtains condensed by the power of space emerged.

At the same time, he quickly took action, engraved the emperor's text with the power of space, and sent two emperor's texts forward in succession.

At the same time, he had activated the Soul Sacrifice Technique and the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons. This was the strongest power he could exert now.

However, in front of the waves caused by the sound waves, the means he used with all his strength seemed so pale and powerless.

Several barriers condensed by the power of space were instantly broken, without even a breath of support, and were shattered by the impact like a dead tree and rotten wood. Then the two imperial texts that Mo Yang had cast with the power of space also collapsed one after another.

Mo Yang's pupils were shrinking violently. He was ready to summon the Star Emperor Tower at all costs, but at this moment, the peach tree behind him seemed to be stimulated by the imperial power. The ancient branches trembled, and a large piece of green clouds was instantly shaken out, dissolving the surging waves.

Mo Yang's body stepped back. Even though the imperial power was blocked by the armor, he still felt that his body was about to break.

This is a feeling of despair, a feeling of powerlessness...

He once faced an emperor-level strongman in the forbidden city of the wilderness, and now his cultivation and combat power are no longer the same as before, but when facing an emperor-level strongman, he is still so powerless and can't compete at all...

He has been getting stronger, but the situation facing the emperor-level strongman seems to have never changed!

Is the emperor-level strongman really invincible?

The only thing that makes Mo Yang fortunate is that the Saint of Yao Chi was not affected. In the shroud of the green clouds, her body has been reshaped, but her pretty face is pale and morbid.

"People are dead, a mere dead thing should be destroyed!"

It seems that because the ancient peach tree sheltered Mo Yang and the Saint of Yao Chi, the supreme strongman from some unknown ancient land was angry. A cold sound wave came out, and then a world-shaking pressure surged out from the mist.

Mo Yang didn't care about anything else. He turned back suddenly and used the Star Emperor Tower to capture the Saint of Yao Chi.

The crack in the void has already appeared, but it has not succeeded. Several waves of imperial power are spreading here, which invisibly disturbed Mo Yang's means.

This made Mo Yang's face change suddenly, but he didn't think much, and suddenly increased his speed to the extreme, rushed directly in front of the Yao Chi Saint, stretched out his hand to grab the Yao Chi Saint, and immediately wanted to escape into the Star Emperor Tower.

But it still didn't succeed...

Because at this moment, this place seemed to be solidified, even the green clouds that emanated from the ancient peach tree were not like before, as if they were imprisoned by some kind of power. Although it was impossible to really imprison the ancient peach tree, this imperial weapon was suppressed.

Then a palm slowly stretched out from the mist, like a mountain range, extremely huge, and pressed down like this, as if to wipe out the ancient peach tree, Mo Yang and the Yao Chi Saint together.

A sense of crisis of death instantly enveloped Mo Yang's heart. He was wearing an emperor-level battle armor, but it seemed that it could not save him at this moment. This battle armor had been damaged, and at this moment, a terrifying murderous intent penetrated the battle armor and fell on him...

It wasn't that Mo Yang didn't want to use the Star Emperor Tower, but he couldn't at this time. He even felt as if his blood had solidified. With that feeling, let alone summoning the Star Emperor Tower, he even felt that he was no longer himself.

"Are we really going to perish..."

Mo Yang already felt a sense of despair in his heart.

Seeing that everything was about to end, but at this moment, Mo Yang's body suddenly emitted a brilliance, and the dazzling golden light swayed instantly, like a golden mist spreading in all directions, instantly shattering the imprisoning power.

The ancient flat peach tree also trembled suddenly at this time, and the ancient branches suddenly swelled, as if they were going to burst the whole world, and a large area of ​​emerald green glow instantly swayed.

The falling palm was blocked and could not fall completely.

Mo Yang was completely confused. It seemed that the tower soul had mobilized the power of the Star Emperor Tower, otherwise it would be impossible to tear apart this restricted power.

"Eh..."

Before Mo Yang could react, a light cry came from the mist. Although it was still cold and stern, with murderous intent, it was a bit unexpected, and even the palm was retracted.

Mo Yang only felt a pair of terrifying eyes staring at him, his whole body seemed to be transparent, and the other party seemed to be exploring the secrets of him.