Ancient Gods

In the past few days, the Central Region has been swept by a storm, and the cultivation world has been shaken.

It is unknown where the news came from, saying that the prodigy of the Great Dao Sect, Jiang Xunhuan, fought with Mo Yang in the Xuantian Holy Land and was killed on the spot by Mo Yang.

For cultivation, this is a big deal.

The death of a prodigy of the most powerful force immediately attracted the attention of the entire cultivation.

Countless cultivators were talking about Mo Yang. Not long ago, Jiang Xunhuan threatened to kill Mo Yang, but he died at the hands of Mo Yang.

And the location was actually in the Xuantian Holy Land, which made all forces in the cultivation world smell a hint of something unusual.

Many people are paying attention, because the prodigy of the Great Dao Sect has fallen, and as the most powerful force, they can't just let it go.

At the same time, in a deserted place, the sky was clear a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, it was covered with dark clouds.

Mo Yang sat cross-legged silently, a stone tower floated tightly in front of him, and the mark in his dantian began to crack.

It was a seal. Without the suppression of the Star Emperor Tower, and with the impact of Mo Yang's concentrated Qi, the seal was broken.

Not long after, the seal was broken.

"Transcendence into sainthood, this is an extremely important stage on the road of cultivation for cultivators. The Star Emperor Tower will not help you block the thunder punishment, you have to get through it yourself!"

The moment the seal was broken, a voice came from Mo Yang's mind.

This was the voice of the tower soul.

Mo Yang opened his eyes, looked up at the deep sky with dark clouds, took a deep breath, and then stood up.

His aura had begun to rise, and as the seal was broken, a majestic and boundless power surged out of his body.

He put the Star Emperor Tower into his Dantian, and then took off directly, rushing towards the deep sky against the sky.

At this time, there was already a rumbling thunder in the deep sky, and the rolling dark clouds were like a surging black sea, which gave people a great sense of oppression.

"Boom..."

A white light cut through the sky, suddenly pierced through the dark clouds, and fell straight down.

Mo Yang did not activate the protective Qi, and rushed directly towards the lightning.

The blinding white light penetrated from the top of his head and instantly rushed out from his feet. Mo Yang's body trembled violently, feeling as if his body was pierced by a sharp sword, and a sharp pain swept through his body.

"This thunder punishment is really more terrifying each time..."

Mo Yang was shocked. Compared with the last lightning, it was much more terrifying.

The blinding white light seemed to contain endless destructive power, which was going to completely destroy the vitality in his body.

Immediately afterwards, after Mo Yang withstood five lightnings, he was injured. His skin was torn by the violent power, and golden blood splashed everywhere.

The tower soul was a little surprised that Mo Yang dared to do this. He did not activate the protective Qi, did not use his strength, and withstood the thunder punishment with his flesh...

"Boom!"

The lightning began to become dense, and the rumbling sound from the deep space almost became one.

A dull and oppressive atmosphere enveloped the world. The sky was originally clear, but now it was as if night had fallen. The sky was dark and was constantly illuminated by the falling white light.

"Puff..."

Mo Yang's body was shaken to the ground, and he coughed up blood.

At this time, his body was covered with golden blood stains, and there were more than ten terrible wounds on his limbs. His skin was torn apart, and in some places, he could even see the white bones.

Mo Yang was horrified. The lightning was more terrifying than the other. Now he was facing it alone and found that the lightning punishment was so terrifying.

He did not dare to be careless and hurriedly circulated the Holy Word Scroll to heal his wounds.

Then he circulated the true qi in his body and stimulated a layer of body-protecting true qi to cover his body.

But as a lightning fell, the body-protecting true qi that Mo Yang stimulated was instantly shattered.

Under normal circumstances, the body-protecting true qi he stimulated could block the attacks of ordinary Saint Realm powerhouses, but at this time it was like paper, vulnerable to a single blow.

"Use the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons, and comprehend with your heart!"

The tower soul spoke, and the voice sounded in Mo Yang's mind.

After hearing this, Mo Yang hurriedly activated the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons. Although the power in his body was instantly filled, he looked up and felt the lightning that was striking down at a very fast speed, and still felt that he was as small as an ant.

"Boom..."

Mo Yang made a full effort and swung his fist towards the lightning.

The shadow behind him was instantly shattered by the lightning, and Mo Yang's body was knocked to the ground again.

"Come again..."

Mo Yang couldn't care less at this time, and used all his strength to activate the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons until the true energy flowing around his body turned blood red.

"Under the way of heaven, whether it is gods or demons, they are all trying to survive!"

Mo Yang made a strong attack. In half an hour, the true energy went backward twice and returned to the right twice.

There is no doubt that Mo Yang's practice of the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons has entered a higher level, but he has more and more wounds on his body, and his injuries are getting more and more serious.

An hour later, Mo Yang felt that even the Holy Scroll was useless, and his injuries could not be repaired in a short time.

At this time, his body was filled with endless destructive power, devouring his life force.

However, Mo Yang was also surprised to find that the talisman imprinted in his body was actually absorbing the power of the thunder punishment. Lines appeared on his body, like magic lines attached to his body, as if they had life.

The few lightning flashes that fell later were actually swallowed up by those magic lines.

Mo Yang also wanted to stop it, but there was no way.

However, the Star Emperor Tower finally moved, penetrating his body from his dantian, floating above his head, and swallowing all the lightning flashes that fell.

The tower soul obviously didn't want the spell to continue to devour the power of thunder punishment.

Mo Yang hurriedly sat down and circulated the holy scroll to heal his wounds.

Not long after, the thunder in the deep sky weakened, and the breath of thunder tribulation began to fade.

After three hours, the thunder tribulation finally ended.

The Star Emperor Tower fell and sank into Mo Yang's body.

Half an hour later, Mo Yang's wounds were healed, and the new skin was shining with a layer of precious light. After silently checking, he stopped and entered the Star Emperor Tower, took a clean robe and changed into it.

After leaving the Star Emperor Tower, Mo Yang looked down. The area of ​​more than ten miles here had become a ruin. The land was cut off several layers. There were dozens of large pits several meters deep, and wisps of green smoke were still coming out of them.

"Finally broke through..."

Mo Yang felt the power in his body, silently stretched his arms, and sighed softly.

It seemed that there was too much noise here. When Mo Yang concentrated, he felt several breaths approaching here.

He did not stay here afterwards, but walked directly onto the teleportation array that had been carved out in advance, and his figure disappeared here in an instant.