Ancient Gods

Then several people sat down, and Mo Yang asked them one by one about their recent cultivation in the Xinghuang Tower, although he had already explored it.

"If you have any questions about your cultivation, you can ask her more!" Mo Yang pointed at Xi Yan.

Here, including him, the strongest one is Xi Yan, who has the eighth level of immortal realm.

Normally, the pair of wings behind her are hidden by her, and she looks almost the same as the human race, but there is a holy aura flowing through her body, and the temperament that is revealed invisibly has an indescribable sense of emptiness.

Mo Yang did not say anything about the spirit of the heavenly way trapped in the six-way diagram. With the help of those spiritual fruits and a jar of immortal wine, Lu Xiyue started to talk nonsense directly.

Xuan Ling was a little drunk after just a few sips, leaning on the side with her white cheek. In her current state, it is obviously not suitable to drink too much, although her cultivation is not weak.

After Xi Yan finished drinking a whole jar of Shenxianzui, she looked at Mo Yang and asked, "Are there any more?"

Mo Yang was slightly stunned, then smiled, raised his hand and took out two more jars.

When she reached out to take Shenxianzui, she secretly sent a message to Mo Yang and asked, "Are you hiding something from me?"

This was not the first time she asked this question. Although she had not spied on anything, her intuition told her that Mo Yang was very wrong.

Especially today when Mo Yang entered the Xinghuang Tower, she had a bad premonition in her heart for no reason when she saw Mo Yang, and that feeling lingered in her heart and could not be shaken off.

As a saint, she always believed in her intuition.

She looked at Mo Yang steadily, her eyes like two clear springs, and then transmitted her voice: "Since the inheritance of the king-level spirit of heaven appeared, I always feel that you have something hidden in your heart!"

Mo Yang was shocked, but he kept his face calm, smiled, and responded by voice transmission: "Don't think too much, it's nothing!"

"Really nothing?" Xi Yan asked by voice transmission.

Mo Yang nodded slightly, but Xi Yan thought for a while, and asked again by voice transmission: "Then why did you ask them to ask me when they had problems in their practice?"

Mo Yang was stunned. It seems that there is nothing wrong with saying this at ordinary times.

He smiled and said: "You have been practicing with them in the tower all the time, and I still have to go around to collect star source stones for refining."

Mo Yang didn't expect Xi Yan to not think about it, and directly transmitted her voice: "I remember you never said this before!"

Mo Yang: "..."

For a moment, he was a little confused. What kind of thinking is this? Why does it feel like playing tricks.

"Come on, drink to your heart's content first, and talk about other things after you finish drinking!" Mo Yang said.

Mo Yang planned to get Xi Yan drunk directly, otherwise she would not give up and would ask endless questions.

However, Mo Yang was also surprised. This woman's intuition was indeed a bit scary.

However, watching Xi Yan drink up one jar after another of the Immortal Drunk, although there were two blushes on her beautiful cheeks, that was all. Her eyes seemed to be clearer and looked at Mo Yang faintly.

"They are almost drunk, and they are all asleep. You can talk now!" She lowered her voice and spoke.

Mo Yang smiled bitterly, sighed lightly, drank the Immortal Drunk in the jar in his hand, and said, "It's really nothing, but the King-level Heavenly Dao inheritance is a bit troublesome!"

"How troublesome?" She continued to ask.

"It's about life and death!" At this point, Mo Yang didn't want to beat around the bush, so he spoke out.

Xiyan was slightly stunned, then nodded, without much expression on her face. She continued: "You don't need to worry, there must be a way."

Mo Yang said: "Don't worry, I won't give up easily!"

Mo Yang continued: "Just practice here with peace of mind, don't worry about me, the two of them are far inferior to you in cultivation, if they encounter any difficulties in practice, please give them more guidance."

"I will go out with you!" Xiyan's tone was extremely firm, only this sentence.

Mo Yang shook his head, and then did not give Xiyan a chance to say more. His figure flashed and left the third floor of the Star Emperor Tower directly.

However, he did not leave the Star Emperor Tower directly, but came to the fifth floor.

"Senior, can you come out to see me!" Mo Yang spoke directly, calling the tower soul.

There was a dead silence here. After a few breaths, the figure of the tower soul emerged silently and stood silently in front of Mo Yang.

Mo Yang said, "Senior, how much of that seal is left?"

The tower soul raised his hand and a picture emerged. This was a picture taken from Mo Yang's body. In the picture, a faint seal had dissipated two-thirds.

After a few breaths, the picture disappeared silently.

"Are you going to leave another last word?" Mo Yang was about to speak when the tower soul said this.

Mo Yang: "..."

He smiled and said, "Senior, you see that the three of them are in the Star Emperor Tower. If the backlash of the Heavenly Dao is too much for me to bear, even if I turn to ashes, this tower will definitely not be damaged!"

"Of course!" The tower soul spoke directly.

Mo Yang was a little speechless, and then said, "I want to ask the senior to send them away from the star field in the future."

"Boy, they are your women, not my women, what does it have to do with me?"

The tower soul's words made Mo Yang stunned, and he didn't know what to say next

"Boy, if you want to die, hurry up!" The tower soul waved his hand impatiently.

Mo Yang almost vomited blood. Mo Yang suddenly thought of something and frowned, saying, "Old man, tell me the truth, is that king-level Heavenly Dao Spirit alive?"

Because the death of a king-level Heavenly Dao Spirit will definitely cause some strange phenomena in the world, but the death of this king-level Heavenly Dao Spirit was completely silent.

This was too unreasonable, so Mo Yang was a little suspicious.

But as soon as Mo Yang finished speaking, the tower soul figure left without giving him any response.

Mo Yang shook his head speechlessly, then came to the seventh floor of the Star Emperor Tower, looked at everything here, and looked at the beautiful valley that had been taken in.

"The eighth floor is still inaccessible, and I don't know what is on the eighth and ninth floors..." He sighed lightly, then turned and left the Star Emperor Tower.

There was not much left of the seal. At the current speed of dissipation, it would be completely dissipated in just a few hours.

At that moment, the dual Dao fruit on Mo Yang was completely unsuppressed.

Mo Yang came to the top of a giant peak, sat cross-legged silently, and then began to absorb the spiritual energy of the four directions. This might be the last peaceful time.

Although he had recovered a lot of the life force consumed in the previous battle with the king-level Heavenly Dao Spirit, there was still a lot that he had no time to recover. He planned to wait here for the so-called Heavenly Dao backlash to come.