Ancient Gods

Mo Yang has comprehended four imperial texts in total. So far, the imperial texts he has carved out are extremely powerful. No one can easily block them, let alone the realm of creation, even the geniuses of the same realm.

However, at this time, the imperial text pressed down and crushed the phantom of the star beast, but only repelled the power of the Heavenly Dao several feet away, that's all.

Mo Yang has been staring at the other party and can see clearly that the other party is not injured at all. At the last moment, he clearly saw a strong star source power covering the spirit of the Heavenly Dao, resisting the power of the imperial text.

Mo Yang did not continue to take action. He carefully looked at the spirit of the Heavenly Dao. The other party's physique was also amazingly strong. If his guess was correct, the distance between him and him would probably not be too far.

Before this, Mo Yang had hunted countless high-level star beasts, from the seventh to the eighth, from the eighth to the ninth, countless, but now fighting with the Spirit of Heaven, he found that the Spirit of Heaven's control over the power of the star source is simply not comparable to that of the star beast.

Just like the moment just now, Mo Yang felt that the power of the star source within a radius of dozens of miles seemed to be mobilized instantly.

"Boom..."

Immediately afterwards, before Mo Yang could make a move, a sword light suddenly slashed out from the light in front of him, revealing an amazing sword intention fluctuation.

Mo Yang was not careless at this time. He raised his hand and waved it, condensing another imperial text to cover it.

Looking at the sword light, Mo Yang secretly calculated in his heart that if it was in the past when his ten spiritual palaces were filled with the power of the star source, he could only stimulate four or five such sword lights at most.

Because this sword, judging from the fluctuation, is not weak, and its power is stronger than the attack made by the ordinary immortal realm Tianjiao.

"Boom..."

Then, several killing lights burst out again in the light, splitting the imperial text that Mo Yang had cast.

With the huge surge of star power, several sword lights were cut out.

Mo Yang snorted coldly, took a step forward, and then clenched his fist and won directly. A series of loud noises shook the mountains in the distance and began to collapse. The terrifying waves spread out like sharp blades, sweeping through the dense forest, flattening the ancient trees that had been there for thousands of years.

Sword lights shattered one after another on Mo Yang's fist. In the blink of an eye, several sword energies were shattered, but Mo Yang's fist was intact.

The two Heavenly Dao Spirits in the back did not take action at this time, but they still stood there, forming a siege with the Heavenly Dao Spirit who attacked, surrounding Mo Yang in the middle.

"You are also from the ancient gods!"

Just when Mo Yang was about to attack directly, a voice came out from the surging light. The voice was full of magnetism and calm. One could not tell whether he was happy or angry, or whether he was old.

Mo Yang paused slightly. The voice was like the sound of the wind between heaven and earth, and like thunder. It seemed to have merged with this star field. After the words fell, Mo Yang still felt countless tiny echoes constantly echoing in his ears.

Mo Yang raised his eyebrows, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Not bad!"

He had a strong blood in his body, which was obviously completely different from the pure ordinary human race. As a member of the ancient gods, the other party could also sense his blood invisibly. Mo Yang was not surprised at all that the other party could see it.

"Where are you from?"

The voice sounded again, coming from the flowing light. It was still as calm as before, without any emotion or anger.

The sneer on Mo Yang's mouth became more and more intense. He did not speak, but took action directly. The true energy surged, and he instantly activated the Xing character scroll. The moment his body broke into the light, he instantly opened the spiritual palace vision.

At the same time, the spirit of the heavenly way was directly blown away by the Pure Land Small World, and the surging light was directly shattered.

Mo Yang put away the spiritual palace vision and moved forward step by step in the air, flashing and disappearing. Although the two spirits of the heavenly way behind him had already taken action, they could not stop Mo Yang at all, because Mo Yang's speed was too fast at this time. With one step, he seemed to disappear from the original place, and the next moment he would appear dozens of feet away.

Mo Yang did not stop his hand, and slapped it out directly. The thick true energy instantly turned into a huge palm, which was fiercely printed dozens of feet away, directly smashing the void.

"Puff..."

Red blood splashed out, instantly illuminating the space in red, and the body of the Heavenly Spirit was smashed in half.

However, the opponent did not even make a roar. A dazzling light fell from the sky, covering it, and the half-broken body was restored in the blink of an eye.

This scene made Mo Yang pause. This recovery method was much stronger than the Holy Word Scroll he practiced. It was a bit too abnormal.

The falling light seemed to be the star source power that was forcibly condensed, extremely pure.

However, during Mo Yang's brief hesitation, the other two Heavenly Spirits had already rushed up, and several attacks hit Mo Yang head-on.

Mo Yang stood there with his hands behind his back, without moving, but there were ripples around his body at this time, like rippling water, and the power of space flowed, forming a barrier that covered Mo Yang. Those attacks fell, and it seemed to fall on Mo Yang, but in fact they did not fall at all.

Mo Yang stepped forward again, the power of space enveloped his body, and powerful attacks bombarded him, but they could not have the slightest effect on him.

Then Mo Yang slowly raised his hand, and the figure of the Heavenly Dao Spirit, whose half of the body had just been crushed, flashed and retreated like a wisp of mist. The speed was extremely fast, but the space where he was seemed to be gradually solidified at this time. His speed became slower and slower, and then he stopped completely.

Not only that, even the surrounding space seemed to be stagnant. The bodies of the two Heavenly Dao forces that were bombarding Mo Yang fiercely were also fixed in place at some point.

"The space method is still useful!" Mo Yang whispered to himself.

Only he himself was not affected. With one hand behind his back, he walked through the solidified space step by step.

After a few breaths, he came to the Heavenly Dao Spirit. At this time, Mo Yang stopped his steps, looking at him closely, and staring at him carefully.

Then he raised his hand and slowly landed on the forehead of the Heavenly Dao Spirit. Mo Yang did not want to kill him directly, but wanted to get some useful information from these three Heavenly Dao Spirits.

After all, he still knew too little about the Star Domain, including the Spirit of Heaven. If he could get some information, it would obviously be of great benefit to Mo Yang in the future when he traveled in the Star Domain.

Moreover, it could also help him understand the secrets of the Star Domain.

However, the Spirit of Heaven actually struggled violently at this time, and a divine light burst out from his brows, and lines emerged, interweaving into a mark.