Ancient Gods

After leaving the ancient battlefield, Mo Yang and Er Gouzi did not return to the Central Region. Mo Yang planned to retreat in the Northern Region for a while.

However, two days later, Mo Yang and Er Gouzi heard the news.

The Da Dao Sect actually issued a kill order specifically to kill Mo Yang.

After hearing the news, Mo Yang and Er Gouzi immediately withdrew from the town.

Because they heard more than just this one piece of news, including the matter of Xuantian Holy Land closing the sect.

"The Xuantian Holy Land just announced the closure of the sect to the outside world, and then the Da Dao Sect issued a kill order. Tsk tsk, the Da Dao Sect's group of shameless grandsons..." Er Gouzi was speechless.

As for worrying, it didn't worry about anything. It had long been accustomed to it. After all, it had been an enemy of the Da Dao Sect for more than one or two days.

Mo Yang thought for a moment and said, "I'm afraid they are really going to kill this time. Try not to expose your whereabouts during this period!"

In any case, the Da Dao Sect is a powerful force after all. It directly and openly issued a kill order. The action of killing Mo Yang this time must be not simple.

But on that day, Mo Yang and his friends heard another piece of news.

Once the news came out, it shook the entire cultivation world.

Because after the Da Dao Sect issued a kill order against Mo Yang, it actually spread a message that it would go all out to hunt down the remnants of the Gan Sect!

Originally, Mo Yang didn't want to pay too much attention to it, but after hearing this news, Mo Yang's eyes revealed an extremely strong murderous intent.

There are only nine disciples in the Gan Sect, including him. Although the eight senior brothers and sisters are extraordinary, they have only practiced for a short time. How can they compete with those old guys in the Da Dao Sect?

The most important thing is that Feng Rukong is not here, and the disciples are like a group of dragons without a leader. If something really goes wrong, the situation will be unimaginable.

"They are either sure that your master has fallen, and want to take the opportunity to wipe out the roots of the Gan Sect to prevent future troubles!"

"Or they are worried that your master is not dead, so they use this method to force your master to show up!"

Er Gouzi spoke in succession, whispering: "These bastards are not only shameless, but also mean enough!"

Mo Yang's eyes were grim, and he said in a deep voice: "They are scared!"

"Boy, you can't intervene in this matter at all. Your brothers and sisters are all strong in cultivation, and they must have some self-protection power. Take care of yourself now!"

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That night, Mo Yang went into seclusion. His cultivation had reached the peak of the third level of the Saint Realm. Since he came to the Northern Territory, if he hadn't deliberately suppressed it, his cultivation should have broken through.

With Mo Yang's current cultivation, even if he encounters the Great Perfection of the Saint Realm, he should have some parrying power. Although his cultivation is insufficient, his physique is extremely strong.

Mo Yang is not worried about the strong enemies in the Saint Realm. He is worried about the strong people in the Saint King Realm.

According to Er Gouzi, even if it is as strong as the Dao Sect, it will not have many Saint Emperors, and it is impossible to exceed the number of a palm, so it is impossible to easily send out Saint Emperors.

So Mo Yang speculated that the strong men sent out for the killing order should include Saint Kings!

At noon on the second day, a terrifying pressure suddenly spread in the wilderness, and an astonishing blood wave surged in all directions like a tide, but in just a moment, the pressure quickly subsided.

A strange color flashed in Er Gouzi's eyes. He glanced in the direction where Mo Yang was meditating in seclusion, and muttered: "This damn kid actually broke through so easily. After the breakthrough, he directly reached the middle stage of the small perfection. If he didn't do anything when he stayed in Xuantian Holy Land that day, I would never believe it!"

After his cultivation reached the small perfection of the holy realm, Mo Yang slowly opened his eyes, felt it carefully, and sighed: "It's really a lot stronger. Although the physical body has not changed significantly, the dantian has expanded by a full circle..."

This time, the changes in the physical body seem to be not as good as before, but the true qi is like a baptism, the dantian has expanded, and the true qi has become more condensed.

However, Mo Yang did not stop the practice and stand up. He sat cross-legged in the same place, frowning and thinking.

After a few breaths, he turned his palm, and a white jade bottle appeared in the palm of his hand, with a drop of blood in it.

This is not Bodhi blood, but the real supreme war blood.

It was originally obtained in the Tianyan Palace of the Tianyan Divine Dynasty. The tower soul refined the remaining murderous intent and evil spirit in the war blood and retained the remaining essence.

Although after countless years, the essence of this supreme war blood has almost disappeared, but there is still some left.

In the past, Mo Yang had never dared to touch it, but this time he had no choice.

In order to deal with the pursuit of the Dadao Sect this time, he had to break through to the state of great perfection to have a chance to compete.

Because he had a crazy plan in his mind, Feng Rukong was severely injured for him, and now his whereabouts are unknown, and his life and death are unknown. He wanted to protect those brothers and sisters as much as possible.

The brothers and sisters of Gan Sect used to protect him and appeared again and again when he was in danger. Now his cultivation is incomparable to the past. With the power of the treasure, he even has some power to compete with the Dadao Sect.

"Master, don't worry, I will do my best to protect the sect you built!" Looking at the vast sky, Mo Yang whispered to himself.

Then he looked down at the white jade bottle in his hand, urged his power, and shook off the sealing power on it...

Suddenly, a brilliant blood light instantly flooded the place, accompanied by an amazing aura that continued to spread out.

Er Gouzi, who had been guarding in the distance, was frightened by the aura and changed color repeatedly. He didn't even bother to look at Mo Yang, and directly pulled away and flew away. He performed the Xing Zi Scroll to perfection.

Amazing fluctuations swept all around, and the place where Mo Yang sat cross-legged was completely submerged by the strange blood light. Er Gouzi stood in the air in the distance and stared at it, with a deep look of surprise and a bit of worry in his eyes.

It opened the vertical eye between its eyebrows several times, but it was difficult to see Mo Yang's situation clearly.

"God damn kid, you really don't know how to live or die. You dare to directly refine the Supreme Battle Blood with just a small perfection in the Holy Realm. Do you think your life is too long... Even if there is only a trace left, you can't bear it..."

"Damn it, if this goes on, this kid will definitely die. If the Holy Realm can refine it, I would have done it long ago..."

...

It knew that Mo Yang was refining the Supreme Battle Blood, otherwise this amazing scene would not have appeared at all.

Because as time passed, the place where Mo Yang sat cross-legged had been flowing with a misty supreme pressure, which lasted for a long time. In a trance, it seemed that some amazing visions could still be seen in the floating blood light.

The look in Er Gouzi's eyes became more and more anxious, because the longer the refining time, the more dangerous Mo Yang would be.

But it didn't dare to get close. The invisible pressure was emanating from the supreme war blood, as if a powerful person was gaining enlightenment there.