Ancient Gods

Because of the awakening of the divine bloodline in Mo Yang, especially after a seal was opened during the battle in King Mu City, earth-shaking changes took place in his body. In addition to the transformation of his body, the blood in his body began to change. It was no longer like a normal person. It appears bright red.

The rumor that Mo Yang is a descendant of the God Clan had already spread when he opened the spiritual palace at the Grand Master level, but now it was mentioned again by the cultivators who were watching.

There is no doubt that those rumors were not groundless. Now that they saw the blood flowing out of the corner of Mo Yang's mouth, which dyed his clothes with a layer of golden glory, the older generation of cultivators sighed and sighed.

"It's incredible to be a descendant of the God Clan... But after all, he was too impulsive. How can Xuantian Holy Land be provoked at will? It's a pity!"

"Indeed, the bloodline of the Gods is extremely powerful. If it grows up, it will at least be the overlord of one party!"

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Several cultivators of the older generation sighed one after another. Now that the mysterious and powerful people in Xuantian Holy Land are taking action, the Holy Land is obviously angry. Mo Yang's death is almost a certainty, because facing such powerful people, Mo Yang has no ability at all. The slightest resistance.

The true energy in Mo Yang's body was running wildly in his meridians, but at this time, under the boundless power, even the body-protecting true energy could not be stimulated.

"puff……"

His mouth was bleeding one after another, and pale golden blood continued to flow down the corners of his mouth. He looked indescribably miserable.

The second senior brother looked solemn, glanced at Mo Yang, then swept his eyes across the crowd, and finally landed on Nie Yun. He raised his hand and said in a deep voice: "Borrow the sword and use it!"

Before Nie Yun could react, the giant sword on his back was directly absorbed by a force from the air. The giant sword flew towards the second senior brother Qian Zong and fell into the hands of the second senior brother.

The onlookers were shocked. The giant sword was a treasure of Jianshan, named Wuhen.

Although Nie Yun has always carried it with him, no one has ever seen Nie Yun use it. Now, for the first time, he saw this giant sword unsheathed. It was actually borrowed by the second senior brother Qian Zong.

"boom!"

Amidst the bursts of exclamations from cultivators from all directions, the moment Wuhen was in the hands of the second senior brother, a breathtaking sharp aura erupted, and endless sword energy suddenly burst out.

"Senior, if you don't stop, I will chop off your hand with this sword today!" The second senior brother's body slowly rose into the air, and the long sound waves spread towards the Xuantian Holy Land like ripples.

His words were calm but murderous.

From the moment he appeared, he had always behaved very calmly, but at this moment, his aura changed drastically, like a sword unsheathed, its edge fully revealed.

But there was no response at all, only the huge palm still pressed down slowly.

Mo Yang's mouth kept bleeding, and his whole body really seemed to be broken. At this time, Mo Yang looked extremely ferocious. He was resisting with all his strength. The veins on his forehead were protruding. His whole body was soaked with blood, and his clothes were like It was plated with a layer of gold.

"Sword rises!"

The second senior brother stood in the air, holding Wuhen in his hand, and suddenly swung his sword up into the air.

A dazzling light suddenly appeared, and in an instant, a sharp aura that was indestructible spread out rapidly, shocking many onlookers to fly away in a hurry.

In mid-air, a sword energy nearly ten meters long rushed out from the traceless handle. The light that burst out was like billions of rays of sword energy, making people's eyes sting when they saw it.

"boom!"

The sky trembled, and the sword light flew up into the sky and struck directly at the palm.

However, the palm did not retreat at all, but suddenly shook, and wisps of divine light could be seen pouring down like a backward river. The sword light encountered great resistance. Although it was slowly slashed away, it seemed to be trapped in a quagmire. Average, almost deadlocked there.

"Which strong man from the Holy Land is this? Why is he so terrifying?" Some cultivators looked horrified and could hardly believe it. You must know that Mo Yang, the second senior brother, could defeat the ancestor of the Mu family, but at this time, with the sword The mountain's most precious treasure, Wuhen, made a move, but was blocked by a divine radiance.

"boom……"

There was a terrifying collision, a dull loud noise, the sword light was crushed, and the disintegrating air waves suddenly swept out like a terrible hurricane, directly breaking apart Luochuan's beautiful mountains and rivers.

Mu Lingxu rushed out with an angry look on his face, but before he had time to say anything, he glanced at Luo Chuan with a gloomy expression and quickly retreated.

Fortunately, everyone had already retreated far away, and powerful men from all forces took action one after another to form barriers to block the dissipating air waves.

The second senior brother stood in mid-air and glanced at Mo Yang again, with a hint of eagerness in his eyes. Then he turned back and shouted in a low voice: "Kill God!"

At this moment, the entire Xuantian Holy Land seemed to be stirred up. The dazzling light flowed down his arms, and then poured into the long sword. The dazzling light slowly bloomed. At this time, the traceless sword As if it could swallow up the vitality of the world, it caused violent turmoil in the sky.

A ray of sword light shot into the sky, as if it was dozens of feet long, and a huge coercion spread out quickly with the second senior brother as the center. He raised the long sword above his head with both hands, and his body suddenly rushed into the sky, like a swing. He lifted up like a giant pillar, and then slashed down violently.

Even the older generation cultivators in the crowd froze in place with horrified faces, staring blankly at this scene. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would be able to believe that such a terrifying blow was actually made by a junior.

Even the two ancestors of the Mu family could not help but change color, with deep surprise in their eyes, silently looking up at the air.

"Boom..."

As the sword light fell, the world seemed to be split in half, and the naked eye could clearly see the traces left by the sword light.

Facing such a blow, the palm finally moved. It did not continue to press towards Mo Yang, but turned up, as if holding up the entire sky.

The palm suddenly shook, and a series of light palm prints emerged, slapping towards the sword light one after another.

But this sword seemed to be really different, and the scene was completely different from the previous one.

Because the sword light fell, those light palm prints were split one after another. After splitting five palm prints in a row, the already dim sword light fell on the palm, and the palm was shaken by the blast, leaving a long blood mark on the wrist.

The second brother's face was a little pale at this time. He had consumed too much strength in the previous attack. Although he was standing in the air at this time, his whole body still exuded a strong aura, but many people clearly saw that his hands were shaking and his body was shaking.

But he still looked up at the sky without retreating at all.

Below, Mo Yang's eyes were bloodshot. Although he tried his best to fly back the moment the palm was raised, he took advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was in the sky at this time, and the direction he flew back was exactly the direction where Mu Xiao was.

He activated the war scroll, urged the true energy in his body to hit Mu Xiao fiercely, and shook out a golden fist mark.

The fist mark suddenly pierced through Mu Xiao's body like a sharp sword. Mu Xiao had been seriously injured before, and now his chest directly turned into a big hole. The fist mark pierced through his body, leaving a blood hole that was transparent from front to back.

"Ah..."

Mu Xiao let out a shrill roar, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

At this time, everyone found that Mo Yang had actually rushed to Mu Xiao's side. He had been seriously injured just now, but no one expected that he would be so crazy and attack Mu Xiao regardless of the injury that was enough to threaten his life.

When everyone looked back, they just saw Mo Yang slapping Mu Xiao's head fiercely.

A crisp sound made people's scalps numb at this moment. Blood splashed there. Mu Xiao's head was directly shaken into his chest. The huge hole in his chest was blocked. This scene was bloody and terrifying, and it made people feel cold all over.

Countless people were stunned when they saw this scene. Although they tried to stop him, they still couldn't save Mu Xiao's life.

The young master of the Mu family, one of the seven major families in the Central Region, ended his life today!