Ancient Gods

Four loud noises were heard in the sky, and the attacks of the four ancient races were disintegrated. Mo Yang climbed up step by step as before.

Brother Nie Yun and his apprentice brother calmed down for a long time before slowly standing up. They looked up at the deep space battlefield, with various complex expressions intertwined in their eyes, including shock, worry, and confusion.

Not far away, Xi Yan didn't seem to care about the battle in the deep space. She stood on a mountain and looked at the place where the sword master was in seclusion for a moment, then turned her eyes back to look at Brother Nie Yun and his apprentice brother.

Nie Yun and others naturally didn't know her, but she recognized these people. She had seen them from Mo Yang's memory when she was in the star field.

"Thank you for your help, senior!" Nie Yun said hurriedly, bowing to Xi Yan from a distance.

Nie Yun's senior brothers also hurriedly saluted Xi Yan. Although they were suppressed and unable to move, they knew that they had just gone through the gates of hell. If it weren't for the appearance of this human woman, Jianshan might have been a battlefield. If that was the case, they would not have survived.

Although this mysterious woman did not take action, she saved their lives invisibly, not only their two brothers, but also the Sword Saint who was in retreat.

For Nie Yun and his brothers, their hearts were naturally filled with endless shock and confusion. It was the first time they knew that there was a human quasi-emperor on Xuantian Continent, and it was a woman. The key was that the woman looked very young, as if she was about the same age as them.

But they didn't dare to ask more questions, after all, too many things had happened on Xuantian Continent recently that subverted their cognition.

Those mysterious Tianjiao who suddenly appeared, and the star domain strongman in the deep sky, they had no way to explain.

However, the two of them also had some guesses in their hearts, and felt that some of the recent guesses in the cultivation world might be correct, that is, there has been a mysterious force hidden on Xuantian Continent, unknown to the world, but extremely powerful.

This mysterious woman was probably from that mysterious power, and was in the same group as those mysterious geniuses.

Xiyan just nodded slightly, without saying anything, and then looked into the deep sky.

She knew that Mo Yang had been hiding his identity and doing great things quietly, pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, so she naturally couldn't say anything.

At this time, the battle in the deep sky had already begun. Even though it was hundreds of feet away from the ground, the terrifying air wave still made Nie Yun and others feel extremely palpitating.

Xiyan's body rose silently into the air and sat down in mid-air. With one hand on her white chin, she tilted her head and looked at the deep sky, really like watching a play.

For Nie Yun and his fellow apprentices, apart from being able to hear the terrifying collision sound and the terrifying waves that poured down continuously, they could not see the scene of the deep space battle clearly, because the battle there was too fierce, with the overwhelming waves sweeping, and the bursting bright killing light directly pierced them so that they could not look directly.

Xiyan could see the scene on the battlefield clearly, and she was quite uneasy at this moment.

This was the first time she saw Mo Yang fighting seriously after he entered the Quasi-Emperor Realm.

Moreover, Mo Yang sealed his Qi and only used the power of the Star Source to fight with four Quasi-Emperors of the same realm as the ancient race. He was very comfortable and did not lose the upper hand at all.

She had to sigh that Mo Yang was really different now. She didn't even dare to imagine how powerful Mo Yang would be when he reached the Emperor Realm one day.

When that time comes, his combat power will definitely be far beyond other Emperor Realm masters.

"Practicing both the power of the Star Source and the Qi, and the dual Quasi-Emperor Realm... is really strong!" She whispered to herself.

Once upon a time, Mo Yang was far inferior to her and needed her help, but now, her combat power is much different from Mo Yang.

If Mo Yang had not sealed his true qi and used all his strength, these four first-level quasi-emperor warriors of the ancient race would probably not be able to hold out for even an incense stick of time and would all be defeated.

On the deep space battlefield, the four quasi-emperor warriors had only fought with Mo Yang for several rounds, and their faces became completely solemn.

After the real fight, they realized the terrifying power of the star field warrior in front of them. Although he was a first-level quasi-emperor warrior, his combat power was not what a first-level quasi-emperor warrior could have, and his physical body was abnormally strong.

Before, Mo Yang raised his hand to resist the killing light they chopped out, but he was not hurt at all. Only a few cuts were made on his robe, but Mo Yang's skin was not damaged at all.

"Quick battle, he is much stronger than we expected. The longer it takes, the more disadvantageous it will be for us!" One of the ancient race warriors spoke.

This ancient race came from the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons. He originally thought that even if a quasi-emperor spirit of heaven in a star field would be stronger, it would not be much stronger than them. But after fighting a few times just now, he found that their estimate was seriously wrong.

"The two quasi-emperors killed by him died justly. If any of us fought him alone, I'm afraid we would not be able to escape the fate of falling!" The quasi-emperor of the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons continued.

"Boom..."

After he said that, he took out a broken scroll. This was not something that an emperor-level strongman had sacrificed, but it was extremely powerful and was enough to threaten a second-level or even third-level quasi-emperor strongman.

Although only half of the scroll was left, after he suddenly hit it out, the Dao pattern on it immediately burst into dazzling brilliance, and lines of veins spread out, directly covering the deep space battlefield.

The other three quasi-emperors also did not dare to hesitate. One of them used all his strength and poured it directly into the black ancient bell in his hand. With a slight shake, the void in all directions collapsed silently. The sound waves were like a series of devilish sounds, seducing the soul.

When the sound waves passed by, Mo Yang felt dizzy. The sound waves could actually attack the soul directly.

However, he soon woke up. The power of the star source in his body flowed, and the dazzling divine light completely enveloped his body, and the sound waves that passed by were blocked.

And the other quasi-emperor raised his hand and directly hit several palm-sized small swords, which were hung on the four sides of the battlefield. A sword formation was set up like this.

Mo Yang did not retreat. He silently watched several ancient races use their killer maces. Feeling the terrible aura surging here, he did not dare to be careless.

He raised his hand and the sword he had snatched before appeared in his hand. Then a spiritual palace suddenly opened, and the star source power sealed inside was instantly extracted, flowing out along his arm, and then poured into the sword.

This method has been tried and tested. Once in the star field, he relied on this method to severely damage the tenth-order early Heavenly Dao Spirit with the cultivation of the Immortal Realm.

Now the four quasi-emperors of the ancient races have used their trump cards. Although they cannot threaten Mo Yang's life, these methods are not simple. Mo Yang does not want to put himself in danger, so he naturally has to find a way to break these trump cards.

And this method is undoubtedly the best choice because it is strong enough.