Ancient Gods

A trace of worry appeared in Ergouzi's eyes, and he said: "Boy, you have just entered the quasi-emperor realm not long ago. Although your combat power is far beyond the same realm, you have killed so many quasi-emperors of the ancient races. I am a little worried. Not to mention those supreme ones jumping out directly, if a few powerful people from the quasi-emperor realm come out, how will you deal with it? "

The powerful quasi-emperors that Ergouzi mentioned were obviously those quasi-emperors who were stronger than Mo Yang.

The ancient race at the first level of quasi-emperor realm cannot defeat Mo Yang. What if it is the third and fourth levels, or even stronger?

The ancient race has been passed down for a long time. If it had not been sealed by the former emperors, there would probably be no place for the human race in today's Xuantian Continent.

After all, Mo Yang has only entered the quasi-emperor realm, and there are nine levels of quasi-emperor realm. Each small gap in the realm will have a huge disparity in combat power. At this level, the difference in realm is no longer a simple matter of talent. Made up for it.

Ergouzi continued: "We, the third brother, discussed it before. Boy, you have killed several quasi-emperors. You should hide now and wait until your cultivation is stronger before you come out. At least you must be able to fight against those ancient supreme beings." , otherwise you won’t be able to change anything in the end.”

The four-legged divine dragon also spoke at this time and said: "What this stupid dog said is right. It is rare for you to practice to this level. Maybe as long as you hide for a few years, you will have the power to change everything. It is indeed not wise to fight against the ancient race now." move!”

The four-legged dragon continued: "Don't always think about these human races in your mind. Even if they are slaughtered, it is still their fate. Besides, you are unable to protect them now!"

Mo Yang sighed lightly. Er Gouzi and Four-legged Shenlong obviously had a premonition that a huge crisis was coming, otherwise they would not have advised him like this.

"It doesn't matter, I know it well!" Mo Yang pondered for a few breaths and then said.

Er Gouzi suddenly showed a speechless expression and said: "Boy, the uncle gets flustered when he hears you say such things. Stop it quickly and listen to the uncle's advice. Go to the Yaochi Holy Land to practice in seclusion, or go back to the Star Territory. Practice, and don’t stay in Xuantian Continent!”

Ergouzi continued: "The ancients of the human race have a saying, if you are poor, you can be good for yourself, and if you are rich, you can help the world. Boy, you can only take care of yourself now, and you don't have the strength to help the world!"

Mo Yang didn't say anything, but just said to Ergouzi and the others: "Don't stay outside anymore. The mountain gate of Yaochi Holy Land is now open. You should go to Yaochi Holy Land as soon as possible."

From the beginning to the end, only the stubborn donkey did not speak. It was not worried about anything in its heart. After all, in its view, Mo Yang was a star master, and the star master was an invincible existence.

"Boy, you..." Ergouzi didn't know what to say and sighed heavily.

It has followed Mo Yang for so long and knows Mo Yang's character. Once Mo Yang makes a decision, it will not change.

Mo Yang smiled and said: "Don't worry, if I were to die so easily, I would have died seven years ago!"

Then Mo Yang did not stay, and left the city in a flash.

On a green mountain in the Central Territory, Mo Yang looked far away in the direction of the ancient mist. He also knew his current combat power. Although he had the double quasi-emperor realm, it was not enough after all. But he is the same as he was a few years ago. , no choice.

"Father, mother, senior Demon Emperor, and countless powerful ancestors have been planning for endless years, all for the sake of the common people in the world. I can't do their things now, but I have to protect the human race on the continent now!"

On the Xuantian Continent, Mo Yang's current combat power should be the strongest among all races. The stronger his cultivation, the heavier the responsibility on his shoulders. If he doesn't stand in the way, who else can he count on.

Seven years ago, he dared to die with all his heart, let alone now.

And he is not very worried in his heart. He is different from before. Now he is already a quasi-emperor, and the imperial realm is not so unattainable.

If he were to hide and practice as Ergouzi said, indeed, hiding in the Yaochi Holy Land, there would be nowhere to protect him, but if the ancient race strongman walked out of the fog, all life on this continent would be in ruins.

"Instead of waiting for batch after batch of strong men to leave the ancient mist, why not just go in and take a walk!" Mo Yang whispered to himself.

He did not go in to die, but had his own purpose.

If he achieves his goal, he may be able to buy Xuantian Continent a few years of peace. But even if he fails to achieve his goal, he will not be in much danger. After all, he still has the Imperial Tower on him, and it is still a ninth-level star. The star master of the domain.

"I'll prepare for a few days and see what happens next!"

Then his figure flashed and entered the Star King Tower.

But now on the Xuantian Continent, the cultivation world has already been completely boiling. Countless cultivators agree that there is a mysterious force hidden on the continent. Many cultivators even speculate that there may be more than one quasi-emperor in the mysterious force. Strong.

After all, according to the news, the quasi-emperor realm woman who appeared in Jianshan before was still extremely young and definitely not a strong person from the older generation.

Of course, cultivators from many forces also have a premonition that a great chaos is coming. After all, the ancient race has lost too many strong men and it is impossible to stop here.

God knows what kind of existence will emerge when there is movement again in that fog.

Three days later, a monstrous sword intent rose into the sky above Sword Mountain, like a waterfall rising up against the sky. The entire Central Region could feel the fierce sword intent.

The Sword Master's retreat ended, and the swordsmanship broke through again. This lasted for a full hour before the overwhelming sword intent slowly dissipated.

The Sword Saint is a special case among the human race. He has always brought surprises to everyone. Many old cultivators said that if the Sword Saint was born in the ancient times, he would definitely go further and perhaps become a generation of Sword Emperor.

However, the spiritual energy of the world on the continent today is far less than it used to be. The changes in the laws of heaven have suppressed the growth of cultivators invisibly.

Many cultivators gathered outside Jianshan, but they did not see the Sword Saint in the end. According to Nie Yun, after the Sword Saint broke through the barrier, he left Jianshan. As for where he went, they did not know.

In the west of the continent, deep in a continuous mountain range, there is a valley with more than ten thatched houses in the valley. At this time, in the largest thatched house, several people gathered together.

"Master, my junior brother has killed so many powerful people from the ancient race. This may anger those powerful people. What should I do?"

The person who spoke was the fifth disciple of Ganzong, named Luochuan.

"Master, how about I go and find my junior brother and let him hide from the limelight for a while!" The eldest brother continued.

Although they lived in seclusion here, they were obviously very clear about what was happening in the outside world.

Feng Rukong shook his head and said, "Although he seems to be reckless in his actions, he has his own sense of propriety. Let him be!"