Ancient Gods

In the blink of an eye, several days passed, and Mo Yang had been comprehending the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons in the inn.

After several days of comprehending, the second level seemed to have gradually been completed, and the realm of cultivation had also loosened.

The most important thing was that Mo Yang felt that after these few days of cultivation, his physique seemed to be much stronger. The Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons mental method was running over and over again, and the blood-colored light mixed in the true energy seemed to be refining his body.

"It is worthy of being a method created by the emperor, it is indeed magical!"

After Mo Yang carefully felt it, he couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Boy, this method was famous in the past years, do you think it's a joke!" Er Gouzi said speechlessly.

Mo Yang also passed the mental method to it, but this set of methods was not suitable for it to practice at all, but it was unusually compatible with Mo Yang.

"According to the rumors, after you truly comprehend it, you will be like a god or demon possessed, with extraordinary power, but it is also easy to make people lose their minds and be feared!"

"Boy, although this skill is terrifying, it is better for you to use it less often, otherwise you may attract many powerful people to attack you!"

Mo Yang thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "Let's set off tomorrow and go to Tianyan Divine Dynasty!"

"Boy, you are looking forward to it, look at your little achievement, you haven't even got the Saint Sister, and you are thinking about Sister Liuxiang..."

Mo Yang looked at Er Gouzi speechlessly. He had no idea about Luo Liuxiang at all. He went to Tianyan Divine Dynasty just to find clues about the Star Emperor and see if he could find some clues about his life experience.

A night passed silently. Mo Yang did not practice and fell asleep on the bed.

He had a dream. In the dream, he dreamed that he returned to the Tomb of Ten Thousand Gods, returned to that mysterious small space, and saw the familiar yet strange mother.

"Life is like a dream. When you are supposed to live, you live. When you are supposed to die, you die..."

It seems that there are such words coming.

Mo Yang screamed in his dream, his eyes blurred with tears.

Then he dreamed of the scene that had unfolded in his mind.

The mysterious young man ascended to the sky, and in the rolling thunder, only a blood-stained battle suit fell...

"No destruction, no establishment. When you die, you live. The eternal is like dust!"

This seemed to be the words of the young man, and then his figure blurred in the rolling thunder.

Mo Yang woke up from his dream, and when he looked up, the sky outside the window was already bright.

Er Gouzi stared at him suspiciously. When he saw him open his eyes, he asked, "Boy, why are you crying again?"

The breeze blew in from the window, and Mo Yang felt his eyes getting cold. He reached out and touched them, and found that they were all tears.

"When you are supposed to live, you live. When you are supposed to die, you die...When you die, you live..." Mo Yang recalled the scene in his dream, and the two ethereal voices seemed to still echo in his mind.

"I have never had these insights, why do they appear in my mind? Is it reminding me of something?" Mo Yang frowned and whispered, unable to figure it out.

"Boy, what are you talking about? Aren't you going to find your Liuxiang girl? Get ready to go!" Er Gouzi looked at Mo Yang speechlessly and said so.

Mo Yang took a deep breath, shook his head vigorously, then got up and packed up, and left the inn with Er Gouzi.

Tianyan Divine Dynasty is in the middle of the East Region. After leaving the city, Mo Yang and Er Gouzi headed north.

At noon, Mo Yang suddenly felt a few obscure auras in the distance, following them slowly.

"Be careful, someone is following us!" Mo Yang reminded Er Gouzi.

"Damn it, this is a bit unreasonable. We just came to the East Region and don't know anyone. Your clothes are already shabby enough. Isn't it to rob money, but to rob women?"

"Do I have this kind of charm?"

Listening to Er Gouzi muttering, Mo Yang almost vomited blood.

The most bizarre person in the world must be Er Gouzi.

"Boy, what's your expression? My damn charm makes people follow me wherever I go. There's nothing strange about it!"

Although this guy is shamelessly narcissistic, he still concentrates carefully. After a moment, he angrily said, "Damn, they are a few big men who pick their feet!"

Mo Yang: "..."

He and Er Gouzi turned and walked into a small forest, and then Mo Yang secretly used the ancient god's left eye to observe carefully.

"I feel that the clothes of these people are somewhat similar to those of the Dongyu Dynasty. Could they be people from the Dongxuan Dynasty?"

Mo Yang frowned and spoke. Although the clothes were a little different, he felt familiar at first glance.

"I have the same feeling!"

"Boy, you may have been left with some marks on your body, otherwise these people would never have found us!"

Er Gouzi stared at Mo Yang, and the vertical eyes on his forehead were open, but there was no abnormality.

Mo Yang also hurriedly concentrated his attention to check his body, and finally found a mysterious rune on his neck.

When he urged his power to erase it, the rune was completely exposed, emitting a ray of green light.

"Fuck... No wonder, this is an ancient spell, no wonder I can't see the abnormality!" Er Gouzi stared at it for a while and cursed.

"The Dongxuan Dynasty has a long history, and it is not surprising that their disciples master this rune."

Mo Yang urged all his strength to erase the rune, but it could not be erased completely in a short time. Instead, it was like a green mark on his neck.

"These people's cultivation is not weak, this aura... should be above the eighth level of the extraordinary realm, kid, what should we do?"

Mo Yang stretched out his hand and rubbed the talisman on his neck. The talisman was like a real scar, and the bumps on the skin surface could be clearly felt.

"It's probably difficult to get rid of it now. The eighth level of the extraordinary realm... I just use you to test the power of the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons!" Mo Yang stared at the figures that kept approaching, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

Those people were not friendly at first glance, and their direction was extremely accurate, coming directly to the direction where they were hiding.

This place happened to be remote, and there was no one within dozens of miles. No one would know if they took action here.

When they came to the forest, they all became alert, slowed down, and slowly walked towards the forest.

"The breath is right, it's here!" One of them whispered.

There were three people in total, and they dispersed at this time, slowly surrounding the direction where Mo Yang and Er Gouzi were hiding.

"Boom!"

But at this moment, Mo Yang suddenly made a move, activated the war scroll, and separated an incarnation. At the same time, his main body also moved, stepping on the travel scroll and soaring into the air.

"You, retreat quickly, this is an incarnation, he is a Saint King!"

One of them reacted very quickly, although he was terrified, but when he saw two identical Mo Yangs appear, he immediately exclaimed.

"Retreat? Too late!" Mo Yang said coldly.

He activated the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons, and swung his fist directly at the man who spoke.

"Puff!"

At a distance of nearly ten meters, Mo Yang punched through the air.

A violent wind suddenly rose here, and the air waves in the air were completely stirred up. A golden fist print mixed with blood rushed out, instantly crushing the man's body in half.