Ancient Gods

Lv Xiyue gently placed the silver-white halberd in Mo Yang's hand, and then turned and left silently.

"Senior sister, where are you going?" Mo Yang looked at Lu Xiyue's lonely back and couldn't help asking.

Lu Xiyue paused, turned back to look at Mo Yang, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but at this time, the smile was filled with an indescribable sadness. She said, "I want to continue on my way!"

After saying that, she turned around and flew away.

Watching Lu Xiyue's figure completely disappear, Mo Yang retracted his gaze. He gently stroked the silver-white halberd in his hand, and his mood was extremely depressed.

In the past, the sixth sister always had a smile on her face, and her temperament was a bit eccentric, but now that the master is trapped in a deadly situation, everything seems to have changed.

"Boy, think about it, maybe it won't be long before your master can come back alive. Although it is the murderous intention of the emperor's soldiers, it is not the emperor himself!" Er Gouzi saw Mo Yang's gloomy expression and also spoke to comfort him.

Xia Fengliu came to Mo Yang. He didn't know how to comfort Mo Yang, so he just patted Mo Yang's shoulder heavily.

"You don't need to comfort me. I believe Master can survive." Mo Yang looked at Er Gouzi and Xia Fengliu and said.

Feng Rukong chose to leave alone, obviously deliberately, deliberately leaving a glimmer of hope for the disciples of Gan Zong.

...

Two days later, Yu Yao finally woke up.

When Mo Yang entered the Xinghuang Tower, she stood under the Tiandao Divine Tree in a daze, as if she couldn't believe that she was still alive.

She clearly remembered that day in Xuantian Holy Land, she destroyed her spiritual roots to open a way for Mo Yang to survive, and then an ancestor of the Holy Land shattered her meridians.

Such injuries were more serious than the last time, and they were fatal injuries.

But when she woke up today, her meridians in her body were actually reshaped, and even her spiritual roots were intact, and even completely activated.

The most important thing is that when she sensed it, she found that her cultivation had actually reached the peak of the third level of the Holy Realm. Not only that, there was actually a powerful force dormant in her body.

She almost couldn't believe it. This kind of thing seemed more outrageous to her than a dream.

When Mo Yang came close to her, she noticed it and turned back to look at Mo Yang.

"This is not a dream!" Mo Yang spoke first.

Looking at Yu Yao's face full of doubts and the confusion in her eyes, Mo Yang knew what Yu Yao was thinking at the moment.

Anyone would doubt the authenticity of all this. Even Mo Yang knew that this was a miracle. The right time, right place, and right people were all indispensable.

If the elder of the Holy Land didn't kill them halfway, if he didn't use the alchemy furnace to do it... many coincidences combined to create the Holy Emperor Pill.

Yu Yao stared at Mo Yang in a daze, reached out to touch Mo Yang's face, and felt the temperature from her fingertips. She believed in her heart that this was indeed not a dream.

But she was still very puzzled. What method did Mo Yang use to not only restore her to her original state, but also directly reach the third level of the Holy Realm...

She was stunned for a moment, looked down at her hands, and then looked up at Mo Yang, with a puzzled look on her face.

"I refined the body of an old ancestor of your Holy Land into a pill..."

Mo Yang did not hide anything and told Yu Yao the whole story.

Yu Yao was stunned in place. When she heard Mo Yang suppress the other party with the Emperor Tower, she finally understood that although the old ancestor of the Holy Land had a high level of cultivation, it was only for ordinary cultivators.

Because in front of the emperor-level power, the Holy Emperor is nothing at all.

There is a saying in the cultivation world that is specifically used to describe the emperor-level power. All those below the emperor level are ants.

Mo Yang said it very concisely. When he said it at this time, his face was calm, as if he was describing something ordinary. Only the flash of murderous intent in his eyes could show his anger and the danger of this battle.

She looked at Mo Yang silently, tears flashing in her eyes, and slowly stepped forward to lean on Mo Yang's chest, hugging Mo Yang tightly.

"Don't worry, the two ancestors of Xuantian Holy Land have fallen. I will find the Supreme Elder as soon as possible, and you will be able to return to the Holy Land soon!" Mo Yang said softly.

Only at this time did he reveal a trace of tenderness in his words.

"I don't want to go back..." Yu Yao shook her head, thinking back to the misty Holy Maiden Peak, which has now become an unhealed wound in her heart.

She never dreamed that in the end, it was the ancestors of the Holy Land who would try every means to put her to death, and even use her as a furnace. If she hadn't experienced this herself, she would never believe it.

"Don't worry, the Holy Land is safe. When you refine the power in your body, your cultivation should be able to reach the small perfection of the Holy Realm. By then, you may become the next generation of the Holy Master of Xuantian Holy Land!"

Mo Yang sighed softly. He knew that Yu Yao wanted to leave with him, but now he didn't dare to do so.

Because he has too many enemies, too strong, he does not have enough power to protect her.

Now it is safest to let Yu Yao return to the Holy Land.

Yu Yao shook her head and hugged Mo Yang tightly. For the first time, she felt so lonely. She was a saint admired by the world, but after experiencing the changes in the Holy Land, she really understood that human nature is so dark.

Mo Yang sighed lightly. In the past few days when he returned to the Central Region, he faintly heard some rumors about the Da Dao Sect. It seems that a Saint Emperor of the Da Dao Sect has fallen.

This is the news that has just come in recent days.

At the same time, the Da Dao Sect faced countless questioning eyes in the cultivation world. They also spread the news that the leader of the Gan Sect, Feng Rukong, was severely injured by the emperor's soldiers in the Da Dao Sect. Although he escaped, he was definitely dead.

There is no doubt that the fall of the Holy Emperor of Dao Dao Sect is directly related to Feng Rukong.

After the battle in the Xuantian Holy Land, Feng Rukong came directly to the Dao Sect and a war broke out. Although he left a terrifying murderous intention in his body and had to go into seclusion, the other party obviously paid a huge price.

Now that Mo Yang has no one to rely on, it is impossible for the Daoist Sect to let go of this opportunity. I am afraid that they will come to him at any time and will definitely try their best to kill him.

A few days later, at dusk, Mo Yang sneaked into the Xuantian Holy Land and met Wu Zhan on the Saintess Peak.

It's just that Wu Zhan is much older than last time.

"senior!"

Mo Yang was a little surprised. He just wanted to explore the current situation in the Holy Land, but he didn't expect that Wu Zhan had already returned to the Holy Land.

"I have seen everything that happened that day!" Wu Zhan looked at Mo Yang with a complicated expression.

Mo Yang was stunned for a moment, then heard Wu Zhan continue to say: "I have been following him secretly, but I didn't dare to get too close. I saw you trapped in the cage formation that day, and I wanted to take action, but I rushed there When I was there, I never thought you could..."

"He must have died, right?" Wu Zhan paused and asked.

Mo Yang recovered from the shock and nodded.

"How is the saint doing now?"

When Wu Zhan mentioned the Saint, there was a hint of helplessness in his words, and a look of sadness on his brows.

"She has recovered!" Mo Yang regained his composure and said.

"You didn't lie to me?" Wu Zhan stared at Mo Yang, speaking hurriedly, with a look of shock in his eyes.

Yu Yao was so seriously injured that day that any other Holy Realm cultivator would have died on the spot.

Mo Yang just shook his head slightly and didn't say anything, nor did he mention the Yin-Yang Seal.

"That's good, just recover!" Wu Zhan said seriously, the joy on his face difficult to conceal.

Seeing the worry flashing in Mo Yang's eyes from time to time, he patted Mo Yang on the shoulder and said, "I have heard about your master. His cultivation level is still above mine, so you don't have to worry too much!"

Wu Zhan then sighed softly: "I also want to go into seclusion. I don't know when I will be able to come out. Your current situation is not good for you if you continue to stay... In my opinion, you should leave the Central Territory first to avoid it. !”

At this point, Wu Zhan frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said: "The matter between you and the Saint... Although your boy likes to cause trouble, he also values ​​love and justice. I will trust you when I leave the Saint to you!"

But Mo Yang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Why, you kid still doesn't want to?" Wu Zhan frowned.

If Mo Yang hadn't been interested in Yu Yao, he wouldn't have been able to disregard his own life, and he wouldn't have been able to stop the marriage between the Holy Land and the Mu family.

"I can't protect her now!"

Mo Yang spoke in a low voice.

"Then work hard to become stronger. You are still young. With your talent, in a few years, there will be few opponents on the mainland!" Wu Zhan said.

Mo Yang moved Yu Yao out of the Star Emperor Tower without saying anything.