Ancient Gods

Although he was now in the formation set up by Ding Hong, the words of Ding Hong and Qiu Tianqi just now only made Mo Yang feel endless anger and murderous intent.

He was not worried about the safety of Xuan Ling and Lu Xiyue in his heart, because he did not see that Ding Hong and his friends had the power to capture Xuan Ling and Lu Xiyue from him and from the Gu Na ring.

Just now, Mo Yang also saw that although Ding Hong was carrying such a terrifying formation, Ding Hong seemed unable to really control it. He could set it up and operate part of the power of the formation, which seemed to be the limit.

Originally, Mo Yang did not intend to continue fighting to the death tonight, because Ding Hong and Qiu Tianqi and others were not his biggest opponents, but at this moment, Mo Yang changed his mind. He did not want anyone in front of him to survive.

This formation might be able to block his attack and restrict his actions, but Mo Yang did not care about these at all. After all, he had other means.

Tonight, even if all means were used, Mo Yang would completely kill Ding Hong and others.

"Everyone, take action. Fortune is in front of us. Kill him, and we will dissolve the God and Demon Drunkenness together and control the power of the star source together!" Ding Hong shouted fiercely.

Mo Yang's palm brushed over, and an ancient chessboard emerged silently.

Then Mo Yang sat down in the air in front of the chessboard, and then slowly closed his eyes, and the golden blood drops from his fingertips fell one by one, dripping onto the ancient chessboard.

Since Mo Yang saw his mother manipulate the ancient chessboard in front of the Ten Thousand Gods Tomb before, he has been comprehending it since he came to the star field. After that, he used the ancient chessboard several times, but never used blood to nourish it.

The ancient chessboard has recognized him as the master, and nourishing it with blood can maximize the power of the ancient chessboard.

Even when dealing with Wang Quan before, Mo Yang never took out the ancient chessboard when his means were destroyed again and again. But now facing these geniuses who are far inferior to Wang Quan, Mo Yang directly took out the ancient chessboard, which shows how strong his murderous intent is.

Seeing Mo Yang take out the ancient chessboard, the Tianjiao present was also not calm. Qiu Tianqi's face was solemn. How could he be calm in the face of this rumored holy object.

"Don't worry, everything will be suppressed in this formation. Even if he has the ancient chessboard in his hand, he can't exert the power of this treasure like in the outside world!"

Ding Hong spoke in a deep voice, his tone was very firm.

Although he couldn't really operate this formation, he could mobilize part of the power of the formation after all.

As the ancient chessboard came out, Mo Yang's means were completely used up. For Ding Hong, Mo Yang was really meat on the chopping board, and he could cut it at will.

As a string of blood beads fell on the ancient chessboard, the blood beads were swallowed by the chessboard silently, and then a wisp of golden light shone from the ancient chessboard.

"Buzz..."

In the sky, there was a slight tremor at this time, and a chessboard pattern emerged, followed by the second one, and the chessboard formation was rapidly evolving and interweaving.

The Tianjiao looked up and saw a huge chessboard appeared above Mo Yang's head, which was extremely mysterious.

Mo Yang sat cross-legged in front of the chessboard with his eyes closed silently, without stopping. He grabbed a black piece in his hand and then slowly dropped it.

"Dong..."

The moment the chess piece fell, the chessboard formation trembled, and a dull sound came out like beating a drum.

The Tianjiao immediately changed color and realized that something was wrong. The formation could indeed block the attack. The several terrifying sword lights that Mo Yang chopped out in succession could have crushed their bodies in an instant, but they were easily blocked and resolved by Ding Hong's formation.

But, what about this sound wave?

I remember that the last time Mo Yang used the ancient chessboard in public, it seemed to kill people with a song. Wherever the sound wave passed, the invisible force was more terrifying than a sharp blade.

Golden light continued to spread from the ancient chessboard, covering Mo Yang's body. Only Mo Yang's movements could be seen faintly, and the chess pieces in his hands seemed to be coated with a layer of gold.

"Boom..."

In this space covered by the formation, as the second chess piece fell, there was a loud bang, making all the geniuses look tense.

Moreover, they were not only guarding against the attack from the ancient chessboard, but also the evil fire in their bodies that could no longer be suppressed.

They all knew that once the evil fire in their bodies burned completely, their consciousness would soon fall, and then they would be like Wang Quan before his death.

Then, Mo Yang's movements quickened, and he dropped the chess pieces in his hand. The sound waves that came out became more and more rapid. Those sound waves seemed to be nothing, but there was an invisible force hidden in them, which could shake the soul and drill into the mind like a knife...

"Everyone, close your ears, this method will become useless!" Qiu Tianqi said, and he closed his ears immediately. As long as he couldn't hear that kind of sound wave, he would naturally be fearless.

But Mo Yang didn't mean to stop at all. His palms moved faster and faster, and the golden light flooded the sky. The chessboard formation in the sky seemed to turn golden.

And I don't know when, Ding Hong's face changed slightly, because the formation he arranged was trembling, and there were terrifying undercurrents surging inside.

Moreover, although the Tianjiao present closed their ears, their attention was all on Mo Yang. They didn't dare to be careless, and they didn't dare to get close at this time, and they couldn't stop Mo Yang.

When a person is tense and focused on the outside world, his vigilance and attention to himself will be reduced, and he will ignore many things.

Just like sometimes, when you focus on the battle and think of ways to kill the powerful enemy in front of you, even the severe pain in your body will be temporarily ignored.

They stared at Mo Yang, paying attention to his every move, and the God and Demon Drunk in their bodies seemed to have no defense and spread wantonly in their bodies.

When Qiu Tianqi found something wrong, he felt a little drowsy, as if he had hallucinations, because in his sight, Mo Yang actually had several double images.

He hurriedly retracted his gaze and used all his strength to suppress it, but it seemed too late at this time. As the power was running, the violent desire in his stomach became more and more restless, as if it would completely devour him in the next moment.

"Hurry up and suppress the God and Demon Drunk!" Qiu Tianqi shouted in a low voice. He didn't know that his eyes had turned blood red at this time, and the blue veins on his forehead were bulging.

The other geniuses were startled back to their senses, and then they realized that something was wrong with their bodies. Everyone looked shocked and angry, but when they tried to suppress it, they found that the violent desire in their bodies could not be suppressed at all, and the more they suppressed it, the more they felt that the fire burned.

"Damn it, he is not using the ancient chessboard to attack us, but to attract our attention and let us relax our perception of the body. He is stalling for time!" A genius roared.