Ancient Gods

What Mo Yang said is true. Although there are many ancient races and ancient lands in the ancient mist, and some ancient lands even have several supreme beings dormant, but looking at the star field, in addition to the star masters, there are nine people on each level. Mo Yang didn't even know how many king-level heavenly spirits there were, and how many tenth-level heavenly spirits there were.

The Star Lord's combat power is already extremely terrifying, and it would be even more unimaginable if they took action away from the original power of the Star Territory.

The quasi-emperor of the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons did not bother to respond to Mo Yang's taunt at this time. He took out a sword in his hand and rushed towards Mo Yang with murderous intent.

Seeing the quasi-emperor of the ancient race swinging his sword and slashing at him, Mo Yang stood on the spot with no intention of evading him.

It wasn't until the sword fell to the top of his head that he raised his hand and just grabbed the sword, and the force of the sword's fall was suddenly resolved.

The face of the quasi-emperor in the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons changed drastically. After such a blow, Mo Yang actually hit him hard with his bare hands. The key is how strong Mo Yang's body is. After such a hard hit, Mo Yang's palm was not even scratched.

"Although you and I are both at the first level of Quasi-Emperor Realm, I want you to see the difference clearly!" Mo Yang said calmly.

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Then he clenched the sword with all his strength, and heard a crisp trembling sound, and the sword was crushed directly.

The expression of the quasi-emperor in the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons froze at this moment, his eyes fixed on the broken sword, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in his life.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Yang clenched his fist and punched him on the chest. The boundless power carried a devastating force, and his body collapsed directly, with blood and flesh splattering everywhere.

On the other side, the quasi-emperor who was still frantically attacking Xi Yan and setting up a barrier suddenly stopped when he saw this scene, and his body seemed to be frozen there.

He really couldn't understand how such domineering punching power and abnormally strong physique could appear in a strong man at the first level of Quasi-Emperor Realm...

Mo Yang waved his hands, and two huge light palms came out, one up and down directly covering the collapsed flesh and blood, and then used all his strength to activate the power of the star source to refine.

In the distance, Mo Yang's incarnation fought fiercely with the ancient race whose cultivation had been knocked down to the eighth level of the Immortal Realm. One incarnation actually exploded the body of the ancient race again and again, staining the sky with blood.

You must know that although the opponent's cultivation has been reduced to the immortal realm, his body is still a real quasi-emperor realm.

After about a cup of tea, the screams of the quasi-emperor of the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons suddenly stopped. Although the blood mist had not been completely refined, his soul had dissipated.

It was the quasi-emperor himself who shattered the broken soul. The refining process was countless times more terrifying than the death penalty in the world. He obviously did not want to despair until the end.

Mo Yang retracted his hand, frowned, and raised his hand to disperse the remaining blood mist.

At this time, Mo Yang looked at the quasi-emperor who was trapped by Xi Yan's seal. Mo Yang did not take action directly. He spread his spiritual thoughts and silently sensed the situation for a circle. Then with a thought, he directly activated the Star Emperor Tower to capture the quasi-emperor. The quasi-emperor took it in.

Keeping refining like this made him feel a little numb. He didn't notice any prying eyes. Mo Yang didn't worry that his identity would be exposed. He directly took the opponent into the Star Emperor Tower. It was naturally much easier to eliminate him.

Immediately, Mo Yang's figure disappeared directly from the place, and then appeared on another battlefield. The incarnation of the ancient race was absorbed into Mo Yang's body. Then he raised his hand and sent it out with a palm, and immeasurable waves suddenly swept out. The powerful palm power was like a wild dragon.

"puff……"

The newly reshaped body of the quasi-emperor was crushed again, and Mo Yang did not directly start refining it. Now only the one in front of him was left. He blasted out one palm after another, and under the bombardment of nearly ten palms, that The blood mist was immediately dispersed, and the brilliance of flesh and blood was completely dimmed.

"The soul power is really strong, and you won't die even if you do this!" Mo Yang frowned and said.

Then he raised his hand and waved, directly ingesting the remaining blood mist, and just clenched it tightly. Terrifying waves continued to flow out from his palm, and along with an extremely unwilling roar, his life also A complete end.

Mo Yang let go of his palm, and only a handful of flying ash fell.

Mo Yang then turned to look at Xi Yan, and in a flash he came to Xi Yan's side and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I'm just here to watch the battle and see how your fighting strength is now!" Xi Yan said with a half-smile.

Mo Yang didn't know what to say. This was a life-and-death battle. He paused and said, "The ancient race made successive moves and dispatched so many strong men. In today's battle, five quasi-emperors were injured. They must still return the favor." There will be other actions, you go back to Yaochi Holy Land first, we don’t know what will happen next!”

Although Xi Yan's cultivation level is comparable to his, if the ancient race then sends other strong men, the quasi-emperor realm may not be safe.

"It's rare for me to sneak out. I'll go back in a few days!" Xiyan said, silently opening the distance between her and Mo Yang, for fear that Mo Yang would activate the Star Emperor Tower to take her in without any warning.

Mo Yang's forehead was covered with black lines, and he couldn't say anything. He said, "Two days at most. When the time is up, hurry back to Yaochi!"

Then Mo Yang glanced downwards. The crisis in Sword Mountain was resolved. All the quasi-emperors who left the ancient mist this time were also eliminated. The one who was taken into the Star Emperor Tower was no different from his death.

With a thought in his mind, he used the Transformation Scroll to change his appearance, then pulled Xiyan over and said, "I'll take you for a walk!"

Although Xi Yan learned a lot about Xuantian Continent from Mo Yang's memory, she was naturally curious when she first came to this continent and saw a completely different world.

In Jianshan, Nie Yun and his brother were still staring at the deep space battlefield. Although the battle there had stopped, the terrifying waves had not completely dissipated.

They only vaguely knew that the star domain strongman seemed to have won in the end, but they didn't know how the other party left. When they came back to their senses, they could no longer find the trace of the star domain strongman.

For them, witnessing such a battle today, and right above Jianshan, the impact on them can be imagined.

Fortunately, Jianshan escaped a disaster. If it weren't for the appearance of the star domain strongman and the mysterious woman, Jianshan would have been completely wiped out on Xuantian Continent today.

After coming back to their senses, they didn't care about anything and rushed to the place where the Sword Saint was in seclusion to check the situation.

"The sword formation is still there, and the master has not been disturbed!" Nie Yun was overjoyed.

This sword formation was protected by a force created by Mo Yang. Otherwise, although the sword formation was extraordinary, it could not withstand the impact of the aftermath of the battle. At this time, the Sword Saint was still sitting cross-legged silently.