Ancient Gods

Jian Ningshuang didn't say much about the power of the star source, and said in a deep voice: "That's good, at least you don't have to be an enemy of him. This person is too dangerous!"

Mo Yang also nodded thoughtfully when he heard this, then glanced around and lowered his voice and said: "With such changes, he will probably come here. If there is a fight for opportunities in the future, it is inevitable that he will still have to fight with him. !”

Jian Ningshuang stared at the beam of light from a distance and said: "If you can feel the afterglow of Tiandao Lingtai, your cultivation level will definitely increase greatly. No one will give up this opportunity. Unfortunately, there is only one opportunity. War is inevitable, but we try to avoid fighting with Mo Yang head-on confrontation.”

She continued: "Let other geniuses compete first, and both sides will suffer. If you take a step back, you may reap the benefits!"

Then he repeated: "It's a pity that there is only one chance!"

Jian Ningshuang's meaning is obvious. Even if they have a chance to get this opportunity in the end, there will still be competition between them.

Mo Yang pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "Since it is a chance, let's get it by chance. Although the inheritance of the spirit of heaven is not many, it is not the only one. After this place, it will also appear in other places!"

In the conversation with Jian Ningshuang, Mo Yang had definitely learned that the vision that appeared this time was indeed inherited by the spirit of heaven. Because it was his first time to see it, although he had guessed before, he was not sure.

Jian Ningshuang smiled when she heard this, nodded and said, "What Brother Yuan said is absolutely true!"

Then both of them looked at the crimson mountains, and Mo Yang asked: "After coming to the Star Territory, I have been in seclusion for a long time and have not traveled to many places. This is the first time I have arrived here. This is It’s probably a deserted place, but no one dares to set foot there.”

Jian Ningshuang's face became a little solemn at this time. She stared at the crimson mountain for a few seconds and said, "I heard some geniuses say that this place is called Chiyan Mountain. I heard that the blood of Star Lords was spilled here. , it turned into this appearance, but it is still unknown whether it is a Jedi."

Mo Yang was a little surprised and couldn't help turning his head to look at the crimson mountain range again. Could it be that there had been a battle between star masters here? The masters of the first-level star field were stained with blood...

He couldn't help but recall the skeleton of the Star Lord he had seen in a valley before. Naturally, he didn't know what happened countless years ago, and for human cultivators, they knew very little about the secrets of the Star Territory. .

After Mo Yang was surprised, he thought silently in his heart. If it was really caused by the blood of the Star Lord spilled here, even after countless years, it would still be very dangerous to rush in because there is an unusual current flowing on the Red Flame Mountain. breath.

Mo Yang didn't ask any more questions after that, because the auras of the geniuses continued to arrive one after another, and the number of geniuses who arrived this time far exceeded the previous time when the geniuses surrounded and killed him.

Mo Yang glanced around, many of them were unfamiliar faces.

Mo Yang sometimes wonders, will there be geniuses from Xuantian Continent or the Desolate Realm sent here?

But at present, it seems that there are none. There are no geniuses he knew on the mainland, and no one seems to know him.

The night enveloped the earth, and the light pillar was even brighter than before. It seemed that it was because it was closer to the light pillar. Mo Yang felt that the power of the star source between the sky and the earth fluctuated extremely violently, and even he could faintly feel the power of the star source deposited in his dantian. The force is restless, as if being pulled by some force.

Even the Scarlet Flame Mountain Range was reflected as if it were shrouded in a large red haze of light. The scene was extremely gorgeous, but in Mo Yang's opinion, it seemed a bit weird.

Waiting for the inheritance of the Spirit of Heaven to end, a bloody battle may break out here in an instant.

Many geniuses have chosen their own places to meditate and adjust their breath. They are obviously starting to prepare for the chance. This pillar of light has been appearing for several days. From the talk of those cultivators, the inheritance seems to be coming to an end. , because the light pillar became more and more brilliant, and the dazzling light shone for hundreds of miles.

Moreover, Mo Yang observed secretly and found that the geniuses around him were beginning to guard against each other at this time, obviously worried that others would take action secretly.

Mo Yang and Jian Ningshuang said a few words briefly, then walked to the side and sat down cross-legged, and began to close their eyes and regulate their breathing. Jian Ningshuang also did not dare to be careless and began to prepare silently.

The originally noisy surroundings began to gradually become quieter. Although there were many geniuses gathered here, there was dead silence at this time, and no sound was heard.

At some point, a woman came next to Mo Yang, glanced at Mo Yang lightly, and then sat down cross-legged, only a few meters away from Mo Yang.

This made Mo Yangli immediately alert, because he noticed the woman when she appeared. Although he seemed to be sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, he was actually secretly observing the movements around him. This person was walking directly towards here.

The woman held a sword in her hand. After sitting cross-legged, she placed the sword across her knees. Then she closed her eyes, like an old monk in meditation, and even the breath around her body quickly disappeared. .

Mo Yang carefully felt that both the appearance and the aura exuding from the other person were very unfamiliar, but the woman's faint glance at Mo Yang always felt familiar to Mo Yang.

However, he was sure that he did not know this person and had no previous interactions with him.

The night wind blew by, and the turbulence of the star power between heaven and earth became more and more violent. At some point, a peaceful aura filled the air from the Crimson Flame Mountain Range, like wisps of spring breeze sweeping across it. Mo Yang was a little surprised. That aura After brushing it, the state of mind seems to be more stable, as if it can make people put away many distracting thoughts in their hearts.

This place became quieter and quieter, but the atmosphere became more and more oppressive, giving people a feeling of impending storm, because the inheritance of the spirit of heaven seemed to be coming to an end.

Mo Yang quietly opened his eyes and secretly observed the mysterious woman sitting not far from him. The woman was dressed in a white dress, giving people an indescribable feeling, like a lotus that was unstained by mud, and her whole body exuded an indescribable sense of cleanliness, as if she was not an ordinary thing.

The woman was still sitting there quietly, without any movement, and Mo Yang did not feel any dangerous breath from her. Instead, there were already traces of hidden murderous intent around.

Jian Ningshuang secretly sent a message to Mo Yang: "Be careful, the competition may start soon. Some people must want to eliminate most of the competitors here. At this time, they will do everything they can."

Jian Ningshuang had just sent a message to Mo Yang, and a scream came from a mountaintop a few miles away. A genius was still regulating his breath, but the woman next to him almost cut off his head with a sword.

Originally, the two of them were traveling together, but in the face of the opportunity, the first to attack was the person next to him.

After a scream, the original dead silence was instantly broken, and murderous intent suddenly rose up, and immediately there was a terrifying killing light rushing up from every hilltop.