Ancient Gods

When the quasi-emperor of the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons heard Mo Yang's words, his face covered by armor turned pale, and he almost couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

He had never met anyone who dared to humiliate him like this.

But now, he had no time to respond, because the two Dao pictures covered him one above and one below. The Dao pictures seemed simple, but the aura they exuded made him feel palpitating.

He knew that this Dao picture must be extraordinary, so he dared not be careless.

Although he had armor to protect him, he immediately activated his whole body power, and the strong power flowed, and a layer of condensed body protection power covered the surface of the armor.

And he did not sit and wait for death, but held the sword tightly with both hands and stabbed at the Dao picture below.

However, the result shocked him.

He knew that these two Dao pictures must be extraordinary, but he didn't expect it to be so terrible, because the sword stabbed into the Dao picture, like stabbing into a black iron shield, and the Dao picture was not affected at all.

Not only that, a terrifying force actually turned back along the sword, instantly shocking into his body, causing his blood and qi to surge, and the protective force condensed on the surface of his body almost broke.

However, the two Dao pictures were still moving, the upper one slowly fell, and the lower one slowly rose, only half a foot away from him.

At such a close distance, the strong man from the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons finally felt the horror of the Dao picture, and the palpitation in his heart lingered, feeling like he had fallen into hell.

"A mere Dao picture, break it for me!" He roared, swinging the ancient sword in one hand and slashing at the Dao picture above his head, while running all his strength in his feet, he stepped down one after another, trying to break the Dao picture directly.

The power of a second-level quasi-emperor realm strongman with all his strength is naturally extraordinary, but the Dao picture only trembled slightly, and its power did not decrease at all.

"Boom boom..."

The quasi-emperor of the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons was still attacking frantically. Although the two Dao pictures were getting closer and closer to him, he did not give up resistance. In the blink of an eye, he threw dozens of punches. The violent force shook the two Dao pictures violently.

Mo Yang, who was standing outside the Dao picture, was not worried at all. This was his awakened Star Lord's attack method. Although the Dao pictures he evolved were only a part of the original ones, it was obviously more than enough to deal with a second-level quasi-emperor.

Looking at the quasi-emperor of the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons struggling frantically, Mo Yang just shook his head with some boredom.

He originally planned to wait silently on the side. He did not expect that the two incomplete Dao pictures could wipe out the opponent, but when the Dao pictures dispersed, the opponent would be seriously injured.

However, at this moment, Mo Yang's eyes suddenly changed, and his body subconsciously moved sideways. A dark arrow feather passed silently from where he had just stood.

If it were not for his extraordinary spiritual perception, he would not have been able to avoid it just now, and he might even have been difficult to detect the danger.

Immediately after, another dark arrow came silently. To be precise, it was not one, but two, because one was shot at him, and the other was shot at the two Dao pictures.

Mo Yang's expression changed slightly. No wonder only one ancient race of the second level of the Quasi-Emperor Realm took action today. It turned out that there were strong men hiding in the dark.

Although the breath on the arrow feather was very weak, Mo Yang also sensed it. It was a breath of the fifth level of the Quasi-Emperor Realm.

This made Mo Yang's heart tremble. The fifth level of the Quasi-Emperor Realm was four small realms higher than him. The difference in combat power was self-evident.

In Mo Yang's own opinion, facing an ordinary third-level Quasi-Emperor Realm, he was not afraid of a fight, but if he sensed a bigger one, it would be difficult for him to fight with his own strength.

He did not fight hard. His figure seemed to evaporate out of thin air and faded away in an instant. Only a slight fluctuation of space power was left in the place.

Mo Yang had no choice but to do so. Facing a quasi-emperor who was four realms beyond his own, if he was careless, the arrow feather might directly break his body apart.

"Boom boom..."

On the other side, the arrow feather instantly shot onto the Dao diagram, and actually penetrated the Dao diagram directly. The majestic power wrapped in the arrow feather tore the two Dao diagrams apart, and the terrifying waves suddenly dissipated in all directions.

The body of the quasi-emperor of the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons had already been torn into pieces, and the armor had been completely destroyed and broken into several pieces. At this time, a ball of blood light wrapped the broken limbs and the fragments of armor and flew out, reshaping the body in the distance.

Mo Yang glanced at it, and then looked to one side. The arrow feather came from that direction. The opponent must have been hiding in the dark for some time, but Mo Yang didn't notice it at all.

This is enough to show how terrible the opponent is.

Back to Xuantian Continent, it was the first time that Mo Yang really faced such a strong enemy.

He looked very solemn. Even at this moment, there was still nothing in that direction, and he could not see the other party.

Mo Yang did not dare to be careless. He suddenly dispersed his divine thoughts and sensed a hidden wave, but it was not in the direction where his eyes were sweeping, but behind him, approaching him rapidly, as fast as lightning.

Mo Yang hurriedly operated the soul sacrifice technique and the character scroll, leaving only a residual image on the spot. Even so, as soon as he avoided it, the residual image was instantly shattered by a force.

Mo Yang's body retreated silently for a few steps, and the strong star source power in his body quickly circulated, dissolving the remaining power that shook into his body.

"The spirit of the heavenly way of the star field is worthy of being a creature born and raised by nature, not simple!"

At the same time, a cold voice came.

In Mo Yang's sight, a figure seemed to be coming from the virtual to the real, step by step. With each step, the body would move dozens of feet horizontally in the air, and the faint figure was constantly becoming solid.

Mo Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and glanced at the second-level quasi-emperor who had reshaped his body not far away, and his mind was calculating rapidly.

If he faced the second-level quasi-emperor of the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons alone, Mo Yang could suppress him with just a wave of his hand, which was not much different from facing the first-level quasi-emperor. However, there was also a fifth-level quasi-emperor here, and the second-level one also became a big threat.

"They are all ancient races of the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons, interesting!" Mo Yang said softly.

And the fifth-level quasi-emperor stopped dozens of feet away. He had no armor on his body, but a black robe. He looked at Mo Yang coldly, seemingly full of disdain, and looked at him carefully.

Mo Yang silently calculated in his heart, it seems that his identity will be exposed today, because in such a situation, relying solely on the power of the star source is no longer able to resist!

Not to mention the two quasi-emperors, even if the quasi-emperor at the fifth level tried his best, Mo Yang could not predict what the result would be.