Ancient Gods

Mo Yang stroked the sacred wood bow in his hand, and as his mind method operated, a wonderful feeling immediately came to his mind.

The sacred wood bow and he seemed to be connected as one, and the sacred bow in his hand seemed to have become a part of his body. Mo Yang directly pulled the bowstring...

The brilliant light gathered, and the vitality of heaven and earth was turbulent above the street. As a stream of light cut through the sky, hundreds of feet away, a shrill roar resounded through the sky, accompanied by a string of blood beads splashing out, and Zhou Shiqing's body was instantly pierced.

From a distance, his body was almost cut into two parts, and he almost fell directly.

Although his body was pierced, he looked back and saw the sacred wood bow in Mo Yang's hand, his face changed drastically, and he did not dare to stop, and desperately continued to fly away.

However, after a few breaths, a brilliant light cut through the sky again, dragging a tail of several feet in the air, and pierced Zhou Shiqing again.

A large amount of blood was spilled, and Zhou Shiqing fell directly from his abdomen. The upper half of his body was also struggling, and he roared several times in succession, falling from midair.

Mo Yang flew up into the air, turned his head to look at Er Gouzi, and said, "Don't let Zhao Tianchang escape!"

Then he rushed directly in the direction of Zhou Shiqing, and fell beside Zhou Shiqing after a few breaths.

The ground was covered with blood, and Zhou Shiqing's two halves of his body could not heal. The wound seemed very ordinary, but there was a trace of terrifying power left, which was wiping out his vitality.

"This bow is actually in your hands, what a Xuantian Saint, what a Xuantian Holy Land, you all deserve to die!" Zhou Shiqing watched Mo Yang flying down, he stared at the sacred wooden bow in Mo Yang's hand, his eyes were horrified and angry.

Mo Yang looked calm, looking down at Zhou Shiqing from a high position.

"You should be on your way!"

Mo Yang had no extra words, he spoke coldly, only this sentence.

He put away the sacred wood bow, then suddenly raised his hand and sent out a sword energy to chop down, directly cutting off Zhou Shiqing's head.

Then Mo Yang stepped on it, instantly smashing the head into pieces.

The power around Mo Yang surged, completely shattering his soul.

In just a cup of tea, a strong man of the third level of the Saint Realm fell.

There is no doubt that Mo Yang's two consecutive bows just now were the fundamental reason for Zhou Shiqing's fall. The sacred wood bow was so powerful in Mo Yang's hands that ordinary saints would not be able to block even one arrow.

The battle in the city ended quickly. Er Gouzi did not delay and took action directly. Zhao Tianchang's body was completely beaten into a pulp.

Xia Fengliu was extremely surprised. He never dreamed that he would actually participate in killing the saint, and succeeded.

After Mo Yang returned to the city, he said directly to Er Gouzi and Xia Fengliu: "Let's go, leave here first!"

After the few people left, the city exploded. Although the scene was horrible just now, many people retreated in panic in advance, but a big battle broke out in the city, and naturally some people saw the process of the battle.

Some cultivators recognized Mo Yang's identity, and some knew that the two strong men were strong men from the Dao Sect. The news spread from the small town in an instant and spread to all directions at a high speed.

The two strong men from the Dao Sect were killed just like that, and the person who shot was Mo Yang. Everyone thought of the previous death of Jiang Xunhuan. This matter seemed not surprising, but too many people did not dare to believe it and could not figure out why Mo Yang became so terrifying.

...

That night, a battle broke out again dozens of miles outside the small town.

Some cultivators felt several Saint-level pressures surging, but the battle lasted for a short time, and it seemed that it was only a stick of incense before and after, and then the night sky completely returned to calm.

When the cultivators arrived, they only found the scars all over the ground. In addition to several large pools of blood, there were two bodies whose identities could no longer be identified. The death looked horrible.

These were just a small episode, because in the following days, news came from several nearby cities that Mo Yang appeared and fought with strong men, and the results of several battles were the same. Mo Yang killed the strong enemies and escaped unscathed.

After the news spread, the Central Region was in an uproar.

There were even many speculations. Some cultivators speculated whether Mo Yang would go to Xianyin Pavilion next, because Xianyin Pavilion and Mo Yang had a grudge in the past.

The Mu family was also mentioned by the cultivators again. Now the Mu family is lingering on, and almost all the strong men in the family have died...

"Incredible, Mo Yang seems to have reached the Saint Realm!"

"He was able to kill Jiang Xunhuan in the Transcendent Realm. I'm afraid that few people of the same generation of geniuses can defeat him..."

...

After a few days of turmoil, this area has completely calmed down, and Mo Yang has never appeared again, as if he had evaporated out of thin air.

On the top of the Saint Maiden Peak, Yu Yao stood under the Heavenly Dao Divine Tree, looking at the information in her hand, with worry in her eyes from time to time.

Recently, news about Mo Yang has been coming one after another. In just a few days, nearly ten saints have fallen.

If nothing unexpected happens, those are all strong men of the Dao Sect. Even a large force like the Dao Sect, losing so many strong men at once, this loss is enough to hurt its vitality.

What Mo Yang will face next must be the most terrifying pursuit of the Dao Sect.

"You must return safely!"

After a long time, she spoke softly.

At this time, Mo Yang had already left Xuantian Holy Land.

On a green hill, Mo Yang sat cross-legged silently, killing several strong men from the Dao Sect one after another, but Mo Yang was not happy at all.

Although he can fight a third-level saint with the help of the sacred wood bow, and even kill him, everything is unpredictable if he encounters a strong man who has reached the minor or major perfection of the saint realm.

Not to mention the Saint King and the Saint Emperor, he is only at the beginning of his road to revenge.

"You still have to practice hard!"

After the practice, Mo Yang spoke softly, and then he stood up.

Just last night, when Mo Yang entered the Star Emperor Tower, he finally got the Xuan character scroll among the six character scrolls.

The Xuan character scroll is different from the several character scrolls he got before, because the Xuan character scroll is a three-style forbidden technique.

It is recorded in ancient books that the Xuan character scroll is the simplest one-character scroll, which can be used after memorizing the mental method.

At that time, Mo Yang was still very excited. He had practiced for a whole night, and he had memorized the mental method of the three forbidden techniques, but he did not expect that the mental method of the three forbidden techniques was extremely mysterious and could not be understood at all.

"Let's go!"

After Mo Yang stood up, he called Er Gouzi and Xia Fengliu to leave.

Not long after, Mo Yang stopped and frowned as he looked towards a valley in the distance.

"Exiled Immortal Valley..."

"Boy, why don't you go directly to Xianyin Pavilion?" Er Gouzi asked. This guy is now afraid of chaos in the world.

Mo Yang shook his head, frowned and looked for a moment, then he took off and flew towards the Exiled Immortal Valley.