Ancient Gods

Even though his body was crushed and turned directly into a blood mist, when it was refined, the powerful soul power struggled, and the blood mist burst out with tremendous power.

The two Dao pictures condensed by Mo Yang were turbulent, as if they would collapse at any time.

Mo Yang had to admit in his heart that this ancient race was indeed much stronger than the one who killed him a few days ago. Although their realms were the same, the difference in combat power was huge.

However, under the blessing of his endless stream of star source power, even if the Dao picture was trembling, it could not be collapsed.

Below, the two brothers Nie Yun looked at the scene in the sky with horror, and the shock in their hearts was beyond words.

"The body was crushed, but there was still such power... Is this the power of the quasi-emperor..." Nie Yun murmured.

However, the next moment, the expressions of the two changed, because another wave of fluctuations suddenly came from the sky above Jianshan, which was equally powerful and suddenly enveloped it.

"Boom boom..."

The void shattered, and a huge palm fell from the sky, directly hitting Mo Yang.

The person who attacked seemed to have not arrived yet, but the attack had already come.

Mo Yang looked calm, one hand continued to stabilize the two Dao pictures, and the other hand slowly raised and slapped towards the top of his head.

"Boom boom..."

The next moment, a rumbling sound came out, and the falling palm trembled violently, and then disappeared from the sky.

Two breaths later, a figure suddenly appeared above Jianshan. The person who came was also a strong man from the ancient race. Without hesitation, he rushed towards Mo Yang.

Because the strong man from the ancient race that Mo Yang was refining had not fallen yet and was still struggling, the Dao picture was not as turbulent as the first time, but it was still trembling, and there were roars coming out.

Mo Yang snorted coldly, changed his palm into a fist and slammed forward, shattering the killing light, and the ancient race that attacked was also forced to retreat.

"I want to kill him, you can't stop me, you want to die, you have to wait!"

Mo Yang said this sentence slowly.

He stood still, and then the star source power gushing out of his body became more and more majestic, the blood mist covering the Dao diagram quickly dissipated, and the screams suddenly became shrill.

However, all this has not stopped yet. As soon as Mo Yang finished speaking, the third quasi-emperor of the ancient race came, and a light footprint fell directly from the sky and stepped towards Mo Yang.

And the strong man who was forced out by Mo Yang just now also took action instantly.

Faced with such a scene, the faces of the two brothers Nie Yun, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, changed drastically again, and the hope in their hearts seemed to be completely extinguished.

They never thought that two strong men of the ancient race would come at the same time. The auras exuded by the two strong men were extremely terrifying, and seemed to be comparable to the aura exuded by the star domain strong man. There is no doubt that they are also quasi-emperor existences.

Facing the attacks of the two ancient race masters, Mo Yang stood still without dodging. The other party attacked at the same time, just to force him to stop, so as to rescue the ancient race that was not yet dead.

A white light burst out from his head at this time, and it actually evolved into an incarnation.

In fact, Mo Yang used the war scroll, and he did this just to cover up the truth and avoid revealing flaws.

The incarnation emerged and directly punched the footprints falling on his head, and Mo Yang's free hand also punched forward.

"Boom boom..."

The two attacks collided almost at the same time, and the sound was like a thunder explosion in the sky, and the whole sky was shaken.

Mo Yang's body trembled slightly, but he still stood still, and the star source power in his body was still surging rapidly, and the blood mist covered by the Dao map was about to disappear.

Such a situation was still somewhat passive for Mo Yang. Although he could suppress the ancient race masters of the same realm, the attacks from the other side were extremely strong. Fortunately, his physique was strong enough, and he was unscathed in the face of the fierce impact.

"Boom..."

At the same time, the two Taoist pictures collapsed. After the blood was completely refined, all the resentment of the ancient race master turned into the violent air wave and dissipated.

Mo Yang retracted his palm, exhaled slightly, looked up, and then looked at the ancient race in front of him, with a sneer on his lips.

"Are you going to die together, or one by one?"

He glanced at the two ancient races separately, and said this.

Arrogant to the extreme!

"There should be more than three quasi-emperors who left the ancient mist this time. Why don't you call the others, otherwise you will really die quickly!" Mo Yang continued.

The two ancient races looked gloomy. The battle here lasted for a short time. After they sensed it, they came directly here, but they were still a step slower.

Moreover, the fighting power of this star field's heavenly spirit was indeed beyond their expectations, much stronger than they imagined.

If it was any of them who had changed to the scene just now, they would not dare to continue to refine it, and would definitely stop and deal with it with all their strength.

But the star field heavenly spirit in front of them easily resolved it.

"It is said that the star field's heavenly spirit was born from the heaven and earth. You are indeed a little different. However, no matter how mysterious you are, you are also a living being. Since you are a living being, you will die!" The ancient race who was dozens of feet in front of Mo Yang spoke.

"Why waste time talking to him? He pretends to be calm, but he is afraid in his heart. At this level, no one can fight several opponents of the same level at the same time!" The ancient race standing in the sky responded coldly.

Mo Yang just sneered when he heard it, but did not speak, because he was about to take action.

He took a step forward and appeared in the sky in an instant. As soon as he opened his mouth, the ancient race groaned and his body was shaken and flew out.

The next moment, the face of another ancient race who was about to take action suddenly changed. He suddenly slapped his palm with his backhand and collided fiercely with a fist. This unexpected attack also shook his body and flew out.

And along with the collision sound, there was also a series of bone breaking sounds, which made people's scalps numb.

"What if you are in the same level? Not to mention that there are only two of you, even if there are two more, I can send you to hell one by one!" Mo Yang shouted coldly.

Two ancient race masters in the sky roared, and then two terrifying auras burst out. One hand grabbed Mo Yang directly, and on the other side, a sword light swept towards Mo Yang.

"If that's the case, then it's as you wish!" A cold shout came from outside the sword mountain.

The fourth ancient race of the quasi-emperor realm appeared, and his figure appeared on the battlefield as the voice fell.