Ancient Gods

Feng Rukong looked at the other disciples of Gan Sect and said, "Just stay here and rest assured. You have heard about his current cultivation level. You can't intervene in the battles related to him. If you go, you will only become a burden to him!"

"Master, are we, the senior brothers and sisters, just going to watch our junior brother fight alone?" The third senior sister of Gan Sect couldn't help but speak.

Their cultivation level is indeed not enough to intervene in the battle of the quasi-emperor realm, but if they just watch and ignore it, they will feel even more uncomfortable.

Feng Rukong said, "What you have to do now is to concentrate on cultivation. Maybe you can help him in the future. Don't worry, he will be fine!"

He then looked at Lu Xiyue and said, "Old Sixth, don't go out for the time being. Now the outside world is in crisis. Let him concentrate on his work!"

Lu Xiyue pouted, but after thinking about it, she felt that what the master said was reasonable. After all, she was also worried that she would drag Mo Yang down.

And for Mo Yang, she didn't have too many worries in her heart, because she knew a lot about Mo Yang.

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In the Central Region, Mo Yang stayed in the Star Emperor Tower for two days. He was also preparing some means, because he planned to go directly to the ancient fog, which might be more useful than killing several ancient races of Quasi-Emperor Realm strongmen at once.

Because time was tight, Mo Yang left the Star Emperor Tower after two days of preparation.

Just as he walked out of the Star Emperor Tower, Mo Yang frowned immediately, because he sensed a breath of Quasi-Emperor Realm. Although it was not nearby, the breath was very obvious and not hidden at all.

"Quasi-Emperor Realm Level 2... I killed five quasi-emperor level 1 ancient races in one battle, and they actually sent a second-level one to die!" Mo Yang was a little confused.

Because he could easily kill five quasi-emperor level 1s, even if he faced a second-level one, it was obviously not at all weak. The ancient race had lost so many strong men, and if they took action again, they would never continue to send such strong men.

And this action was a bit too fast, after all, he had only been in the Star Emperor Tower for two days.

Mo Yang did not think much, silently concentrating on sensing, and then looked towards the direction of Jianshan. The breath of the Quasi-Emperor Realm seemed to come from Jianshan.

"I helped Senior Sword Saint twice, and they found a bargaining chip to threaten me. It's only the second level of the Quasi-Emperor Realm. It's really ignorant of life and death!" Mo Yang said coldly.

Then he did not stop, took a step forward, and his figure disappeared instantly.

At the same time, above Jianshan, a figure stood silently with his hands behind his back. The strong man of the ancient race was wearing armor, and even his face was covered by armor. Only the cold eyes could be seen.

In fact, he had just walked out of the ancient fog and came directly to Jianshan after leaving the fog.

He did not kill Nie Yun and his brothers in Jianshan. When he came here, he directly released the pressure around him with all his strength, covering the entire Jianshan. Nie Yun and his brothers could not leave Jianshan at all.

And this strong man of the ancient race did this, deliberately releasing his own breath with all his strength, just to lure Mo Yang to show up.

Because any quasi-emperor realm strongman can easily feel this breath anywhere in the Central Region.

The Sword Saint was not in Jianshan. A few days ago, the Sword Saint broke through the swordsmanship. After coming out of retreat, he did not even say a word to Nie Yun and his brothers, and just left.

Nie Yun and his brothers did not know what was going on, but they felt that the Sword Saint did not seem to be fully awake, as if he had entered some mysterious state of mind.

The two chased him for a distance at that time, but soon lost him, and the sharp sword intent that soared into the sky also disappeared. They could only return to Jianshan and wait.

Who would have thought that in just a few days, another strong man from the ancient race came here.

And even if there was only one person, it felt to them as if it was more terrifying than the previous five combined.

"Buzz..."

At this moment, a strange wave came from outside Jianshan, as if there were thousands of ripples rippling.

It was a mysterious power flowing, spreading like water waves, like a spring breeze blowing.

The powerful person of the ancient race standing above Jianshan slowly raised his head, staring at the direction outside Jianshan and sneered: "You dare to come!"

Mo Yang had already arrived a few miles outside Jianshan. He had previously used the Transformation Scroll to transform himself into the appearance of the Spirit of Heaven. At this time, his whole body was floating with divine light, and he smiled faintly: "I came from the Star Region. I can go anywhere in the mundane continent!"

Mo Yang continued: "A first-level quasi-emperor died in the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons a few days ago. You, a second-level person, dare to run out? If you want to die, I can fulfill your wish. If you want revenge, your second-level cultivation may not be enough!"

This second-level quasi-emperor came from the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons. This ancient land is also an extremely powerful and mysterious one among the many ancient lands of the ancient races. The auras of the strong people who walked out of each ancient land are very different and can be easily distinguished.

"Arrogant, whether it is enough to kill you or not, you will know when you die!" The quasi-emperor of the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons responded coldly, with a bit of anger and cold murderous intent in his tone.

Mo Yang hooked his finger and said, "Then let's try it!"

"Hmph, as you wish!" The quasi-emperor of the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons said coldly, took a step forward, and instantly left the sky above Jianshan, and at the same time a killing light shot directly towards Mo Yang.

As the powerful man of the ancient race left, the overwhelming pressure over Jianshan retreated like a tide, and the two brothers Nie Yun were able to breathe. Their faces were as pale as paper. Even though they were determined in their Taoism, they were also desperate.

That feeling really made me feel like I was an ant that was so humble that I couldn't be any more humble. It was as if the pressure could easily wipe them out.

"Junior brother, keep your mind steady. Don't let your heart be broken. Sooner or later, we can all reach this point, or even become stronger!" Nie Yun's senior brother spoke in a deep voice. Although the palpitations in his eyes had not completely dissipated, there was also a hint of determination in his eyes.

Nie Yun took a deep breath, nodded, and looked up in the direction outside Jianshan. His pale face was full of doubts. He whispered: "Why does this star domain strongman repeatedly protect our Jianshan? Does the master know him?"

In this regard, the two brothers were extremely puzzled. At first, the other party helped the Sword Saint. Last time, he really protected Jianshan, and this time was the same.

The only explanation is as Nie Yun said, maybe the Sword Saint knew this strongman, but what puzzled them even more was that they had never heard the Sword Saint mention this matter.

Outside Jianshan, facing the murderous ray from the second-level quasi-emperor realm expert, Mo Yang remained calm. He raised his hand and slapped out a powerful palm force, directly dissolving the murderous ray.