Ancient Gods

The saint woman looked at Mo Yang blankly, and her heart was stirred up. The inheritance of the king-level heavenly spirit actually fell directly on Mo Yang...

What Mo Yang said also subverted her understanding of the inheritance of the power of heaven. Even if Mo Yang said it himself at this time, she still felt unbelievable.

And as Mo Yang said, this is by no means an accident. It is only possible that external forces have forcibly interfered with this inheritance.

Moreover, in this star field, I am afraid that the only one with such powerful means is the Star Master!

At this time, the entire process of the emergence of the Heavenly Dao inheritance appeared in her mind, and she felt that it was really strange that the beam of light fell in the valley where Mo Yang was.

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After being stunned for a long time, she gradually recovered from the shock and asked: "What is your current cultivation level?"

Mo Yang didn't hide anything, and it seemed that he couldn't hide anything in front of this holy woman. He spread his hands and said: "You heard it just now, the fifth level of the Immortal Realm, to be precise, it is the early stage of the fifth level. It’s grown a lot!”

"The power of the star source in my body has not only been completely restored, but it has reached the eighth level according to the levels of the heavenly spirit!"

Both the true energy and the power of the star source have skyrocketed. Especially the power of the star source can allow Mo Yang, who carries the star master's inheritance, not only to recover, but also to directly enter the eighth level. It can be seen that the king-level inheritance has How amazing.

Mo Yang sighed softly and said: "These days, covered by the light pillar, those Star Source Stones and Star Source Essence have been almost all refined. There are only a few pieces left. If I only look at the cultivation level, I did get a share." It’s against the odds, but I always feel like there’s a big conspiracy waiting for me ahead!”

After Mo Yang finished speaking, he turned around and looked at the saint woman, and said seriously: "You should also be able to feel that I am like a chess piece in a boundless and terrifying whirlpool. I don't want you to get involved, and I don't want you to get involved. I hope the saints behind you get involved!"

The waves in the eyes of the saint woman gradually receded, and those eyes became clear again. She didn't take it seriously and said: "The cause and effect have been determined, no one can control it, you and I have no choice!"

Mo Yang: "..."

His head felt very big. How could this Saint woman have such a heavy head? Did she have to hit it a few times to feel the pain?

Seeing that Mo Yang didn't say anything, the Saint woman asked, "What are your plans next?"

Mo Yang thought silently for a moment and said: "No matter what, it is a good thing for me that my combat power has surged now. Although the inheritance falls on me, I am afraid it will take a long time to feel it. Although the Dantian has been reshaped, it is still I need to continue practicing and be stable, I’m going to retreat for a while!”

The saint woman nodded after hearing this and said, "You can retreat in peace, I will protect you!"

Mo Yang frowned slightly, and then asked: "By the way, I have known you for so long, and I still don't know your name. You saints should all have names, right? Just like me, my surname is Mo, my first name is Yang, my name is Mo Yang !”

The saint woman looked at Mo Yang, with a rare strange look in her eyes, and said, "My name is Xi Yan!"

"Xiyan..."

Mo Yang repeated the words in a low voice and muttered: "As expected of a saint, this name sounds a little special..."

Then Mo Yang pointed to the mountains in front of him and said: "This place is relatively remote, so I will retreat here..."

After thinking about it, he raised his hand and waved, and a white jade bottle that he had sacrificed appeared in his hand, which was engraved with Taoist patterns. Then he gently moved his other hand towards the mouth of the bottle, and a spiritual spring fell out of thin air. Mo Yang stopped after a cup of tea.

"This is spiritual milk, or she can be called the Immortal Dew of Good Fortune. It is a rare treasure. It should be of great help to your cultivation!" Mo Yang said, raising his hand and waving, a seal fell on the mouth of the bottle, and then handed it over To that holy woman.

She had seen Mo Yang use it before, so she naturally knew that it was a rare sacred object, but she didn't expect that Mo Yang had so many hidden in his body.

Even though her mood was as calm as water, she was still a little surprised at this moment. After taking it, she silently felt that the escaping breath made the power in her body faintly restless.

Mo Yang didn't say anything more and went directly to retreat.

Now that time is running out, he must first stabilize his dantian and carefully feel the king-level heavenly inheritance. It would be great if his cultivation can be further improved.

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At the same time, on a mountain top tens of thousands of miles away, an old man stood silently with his hands behind his back. His face was a little gloomy at this time, and he said coldly to himself: "Several old guys actually worked together to intervene and forced the kid to wear a Do you want to use this star field law to directly eliminate him by suffering two kinds of Dao Fruits?"

"If something goes wrong in this plan of ten thousand years, I will crush this nine-story bird's useless place with one palm!"

Even though he was far away from the king-level heavenly spirit inheritance that appeared before, he had witnessed the entire process. He was the evil emperor, so he could naturally understand the cause and effect, and he knew very well what the powerful people behind the scenes wanted to do.

He stared at the ripples floating in the air, and then reflected Mo Yang and the Saint woman.

Then he whispered in a low voice: "This little troublemaker didn't know that a disaster was coming, and thought it was a lucky chance..."

"Forget it, let's go there in person. Although it's hard to intervene, I can give this kid a few warnings so that he can be mentally prepared!"

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After finishing speaking, he took a step forward, and his figure disappeared on the top of the mountain. The next moment, he appeared directly outside the mountain range where Mo Yang was retreating.

But at this time he stopped, looked up and glanced at the sky, frowned slightly, and muttered: "You are lucky to come... A first-level star master is also an idiot, actually believing the promises of those old immortals..."

In the mountains where Mo Yang was in retreat, Xi Yan was not far from where Mo Yang was in retreat. She sat cross-legged silently. At this time, her whole body trembled suddenly, and then she opened her eyes in a flash, her eyes were full of horror.

In front, a few feet away from Mo Yang, there was a figure standing!

The figure was tall and burly, and the whole body was bathed in divine light. Although the true appearance could not be seen clearly, it gave people the feeling that he was the master of this world.

Even if there was no pressure from the other party, she felt that her soul was trembling.

In her mind, she instantly thought of the strongest person in the star field, the real master, the star master!

At the same time, she suddenly thought of what Mo Yang had said before, and she panicked immediately.

At this moment, she didn't care about anything and stood up suddenly. However, before she could stand up, an endless pressure fell on her, as if all the strength in her body was completely imprisoned in an instant. Her body froze there, unable to move at all.

The figure covered with divine light seemed to glance at her, and then stopped looking at her and looked at Mo Yang again!