Ancient Gods

For the ancient race strongman, regardless of his injuries, the battle in which he was suppressed by the opponent was a great humiliation to him.

The key point is that even if he was unwilling in his heart, no matter how angry he was, it would be useless.

At this time, a large blood hole was directly shaken out of his chest. Seeing that Mo Yang continued to raise his hand, it was such a simple action that could not be simpler, but the face of the ancient race changed drastically. He did not hesitate at all, and his body suddenly retreated, as fast as lightning.

However, after his body stabilized, he found that Mo Yang was looking at him with a sneer on his face. His eyes were full of teasing and ridicule. He was stunned. Just now, Mo Yang seemed to be just deliberately scaring him...

The other party teased him so much, as if he knew what he was thinking, and the key point was that he was fooled!

"Spirit of Heaven, you are looking for death!" He suddenly ignited a rage in his heart, and endless murderous intent seemed to be able to burst out directly from his eyes, and he roared directly.

However, the next moment, the figure in his sight suddenly disappeared, even in his eyes, it seemed to evaporate out of thin air, because he did not see the other party's movement trajectory clearly, and did not catch anything.

"Boom..."

Before he could come back to his senses, the void beside him suddenly collapsed, and a palm suddenly stretched out from the collapsed void, and then fell on him fiercely!

In an instant, he felt a boundless force falling on him, and then his body could not stop flying out, until he flew dozens of feet away, the heart-wrenching pain was transmitted to his brain.

As a quasi-emperor, he did not believe that such a frustrating battle would happen to him.

Because no matter in speed or strength, the opponent actually completely suppressed him, and he even felt that if the opponent had taken action directly at the beginning, he might not be able to react at all.

At this time, he suddenly understood in his heart, no wonder another quasi-emperor of the ancient race was killed before, and another chose to take the opportunity to escape from the battlefield.

He finally understood that it was not that the two ancient race masters were weak, but that this Heavenly Spirit was so strong that it was a little scary!

Because, he also wanted to escape at this time!

Such a battle meant that as long as he continued to fight with this Heavenly Spirit, the result would be that he would die here.

"You said that the ancient race quasi-emperor who died a few days ago was weak, why do I feel that you are weaker than him?"

At this moment, Mo Yang's words reached the ears of the ancient race.

Mo Yang's words were like a spell, making the face of the ancient race master instantly hideous, and a violent aura burst out from his body.

Mo Yang squinted and looked at it, his eyes became colder and colder, and the other party should be fighting desperately.

However, no matter who it was, facing such a battle, facing such words, I am afraid they would not be able to accept it, not to mention that these were genuine quasi-emperor masters. The reason for this, if they knew Mo Yang's true identity, they might be able to figure it out.

After all, a few years ago, because of Mo Yang, a world-class emperor war broke out on this continent.

"I gave you a chance before. If you had called the other ancient races, you might have been able to hold on for a little longer, but you don't know what's good for you!" Mo Yang said coldly.

The ancient race was completely furious, and the aura emanating from his body was surging. He was ready to fight with Mo Yang.

But Mo Yang didn't care at all. His figure flashed and he instantly appeared beside him. With a wave of his hand, he instantly took the flying sword into his hand and swept it out.

Under the infusion of the majestic star source power, the sword burst out with brilliant divine light, and a blade light rushed out from the blade, as if it had directly cut this world in half.

"Boom..."

Although the ancient race withdrew and retreated violently at the first time, he also suddenly raised his hand to play a picture of the ancient road. This was not condensed at this time, but a treasure he had been refining for many years, which could seal a piece of heaven and earth.

However, even though the Dao Diagram was successfully unfolded, it could not trap the dazzling blade light. He retreated dozens of feet and felt a chill on his waist. The blade light swept across him.

And all this was not over yet. Mo Yang raised his hand and held the sword and chopped it down vertically. A blade light tore through the sky and swept across the ancient Dao Diagram in an instant. The Dao Diagram was actually unfolded instantly. Even though the Dao Diagram had been activated and had burst out with the strongest power, it still could not stop the killing light.

Mo Yang's move was clean and neat, and everything was completed in an instant.

The body of the ancient race was cut in half, but he seemed to be unconscious. His eyes full of murderous intent stared at Mo Yang, with shock and confusion in his eyes...

The other party was obviously at the same level as him, why could this sword burst out such terrible power in the other party's hand, why couldn't he chop out such a powerful blade light?

It even gave him a sense of unreality.

He was stunned for a short while before a bone-piercing chill enveloped him. Then the sword pierced his chest from behind, and then the sharp blade quickly moved upwards, cutting his body apart...

The opponent was too fast, and with the impact of all this, he had no time to dodge.

A large amount of blood gushed out in the sky, and the blood-colored light instantly dyed the sky above Jianshan blood-colored, which was weird and terrifying.

Although Nie Yun and his fellow apprentices had already been shocked, they both had a kind of burning in their eyes. Witnessing such a battle made them feel their blood boiling.

After splitting the body of the ancient race warrior into several pieces, Mo Yang raised his hand and pressed it. A palm of light instantly fell from the sky, shattering the pieces of the body and turning them into a blood mist.

Then Mo Yang put away the sword. Now he just needed a weapon, so this sword was good and could be kept for use for the time being.

Then he did not hesitate at all, and moved his hands. Two Taoist pictures quickly condensed and covered the blood mist that had collapsed. Then he used all his strength to activate the star source power in his dantian to start refining.

While the opponent's body was crushed, Mo Yang naturally did not want to give the opponent a chance to reshape. Although he could raise his hand to suppress it, the strong man in the quasi-emperor realm could not be easily killed. After all, his vitality was too strong, and refining it directly was the simplest and crudest.

Although the battle here was very short, and it had not been long since the start, it would not be long before the other quasi-emperor realm strongmen who had walked out of the mist would probably come.

In the sky, angry roars were heard. Although the two Dao pictures were held down by the light palms that Mo Yang had conjured up, they were also shaking violently.

The surging waves continued to spread out, and Mo Yang could only free up one hand to send out a force to cover the sword mountain below, otherwise the waves alone would be able to completely destroy the sword mountain.