Ancient Gods

The fire of hatred in Mo Yang's heart had been completely ignited. Although the attack only knocked the gray-clothed old man back a few steps, he had no idea how shocked the gray-clothed old man was.

Because the dark spear in the gray-clothed old man's hand was also a great saint weapon, and after the attack, a thumb-sized gap appeared on the spear.

Some small cracks could be seen around the gap.

How could he not be shocked?

You have to know that this is a great saint-level warrior. Although warriors in the same realm also have strengths and weaknesses, this situation rarely occurs.

Moreover, Mo Yang is just a junior with only the Saint King realm cultivation, but he is so fierce, much stronger than the rumors.

"Boom..."

Before the old man recovered from the shock, Mo Yang swung the war halberd and chopped it down. The dazzling light chopped down from the sky, and in an instant it seemed to cut the world in half, killing the void, leaving traces that lingered.

The old man in gray swung the spear in his hand and stabbed several bright killing lights in succession, directly dispelling the killing lights that Mo Yang had chopped down. He was completely furious.

The spear in his hand was damaged, and his heart was bleeding.

"You have been arrogant on the mainland for too long. Today, I will get rid of you, the scourge of the world!" The old man in gray had a startling murderous intent in his eyes, and his words were grim.

"At the beginning, I swore that I would make the Da Dao Sect pay for its blood debt with blood in the future. Today, I, Mo Yang, will wipe out the Da Dao Sect!"

Mo Yang roared, and the rolling sound waves spread throughout the Da Dao Sect.

Although the old man in gray was fighting with Mo Yang, he also paid a little attention to observe the girl below. He was very puzzled.

Because he had sensed it several times before, and he could not feel the fluctuation of cultivation from the girl.

Just now, when he fought with Mo Yang, the dissipated air waves flattened a large area of ​​the mountains in the distance, but the girl had been standing there, her face as calm as water, and she didn't even frown.

This is too weird. There is only one explanation for this situation. The girl's cultivation is higher than his.

It's just that the other party is too young. It's impossible for her to be so strong.

Because even Mo Yang, who is recognized by the cultivation world as a madman who subverts the common sense of cultivation, is only a second-level Saint King.

But he also thought of a possibility. The mysterious woman may come from the Yaochi Holy Land.

Because when the Yaochi Holy Land appeared, the strong man Jiang Daocheng of the Dao Sect had been guarding outside Kunlun Mountain for a long time. Mo Yang did not come out of the Yaochi Holy Land. Although this person is different from the portrait of the Yaochi Saint, the only possibility is that he is a disciple of the Yaochi Holy Land.

After all, the Yaochi Holy Land has experienced the most glorious era in the cultivation world. In that era, cultivation was much easier than it is now.

So he never asked the identity of the mysterious woman from beginning to end, nor did he attack her.

Mo Yang held the halberd in his hand, opening and closing it in midair. Every time the Great Saint Warriors collided, the hall below would collapse. The pressure spread out, and the terrified screams from the disciples of the Great Dao Sect could be heard.

Then there was another terrible collision. At the cost of the three incarnations being scattered, Mo Yang took the opportunity to cut off an arm of the gray-clothed old man.

After the arm was cut off, the gray-clothed old man was completely furious, and his aura surged. He raised his hand and cast a mysterious Dao map, which actually trapped Mo Yang directly.

This was just an incomplete Dao map, but it exuded a world-shaking power.

Mo Yang used the Spirit Palace Vision, but was actually pierced by the power of the Dao map.

Mo Yang was extremely surprised. This old man was stronger than he imagined. Although his cultivation was only at the peak of the first level of the Holy Emperor, his combat power was far more than that.

Just now, he was hit by the opponent several times, and his body couldn't bear it. He was pierced, leaving several transparent wounds from front to back.

Especially at this moment, the mysterious Dao map, with the Dao pattern flowing, actually exuded an immortal aura, and the endless pressure poured down, as if to completely wipe him out.

Mo Yang originally wanted to use the Star Emperor Tower directly, because this old man was too strong, and there were other strong men watching in secret, which was extremely disadvantageous to him.

But before he could make a move, the Yao Chi Saint who had been watching the battle silently below moved.

Seeing the Yao Chi Saint move, the gray-clothed old man immediately became alert.

"Today is a matter between our Dao Sect and Mo Yang. I advise you not to interfere!" The gray-clothed old man stared at the Yao Chi Saint, with a strong warning in his tone.

The Yao Chi Saint seemed to have heard nothing, and glanced at the gray-clothed old man lightly, then looked at Mo Yang again, and then she raised her hand and pointed out.

The turbulent sky seemed to be completely solidified in an instant, and then the Dao map trembled suddenly, and then it was directly broken.

Mo Yang stepped on the scroll and quickly retreated. He also looked at the Saint of Yao Chi with a shocked face.

He knew that the Saint of Yao Chi was strong, but he never thought that she was so strong.

The mysterious Dao image seemed to be a forbidden weapon, which seemed to be made by a great saint, but it was broken by the Saint of Yao Chi.

The gray-clothed old man seemed to be a little dazed for a while. He looked at the Dao image that flew out, then looked at the Saint of Yao Chi, and then the expression on his face began to change.

"Thank you, senior sister!"

After Mo Yang came back to his senses from the shock, he was very fast and moved very smoothly, and flew behind the Saint of Yao Chi.

The Saint of Yao Chi was speechless. Originally, she just helped Mo Yang out of the predicament and didn't intend to really do it, but she didn't expect that Mo Yang would be so arrogant and hide behind her.

"Are you also a disciple of Ganzong?" The gray-clothed old man frowned when he heard Mo Yang call him "senior sister".

He was very confused. Could it be that he guessed wrong?

The Saint of Yaochi did not respond, but her body slowly rose into the air.

"No matter who you are, if you attack, you will die today!" The gray-clothed old man stared at the Saint of Yaochi and spoke coldly.

"Boom..."

The Saint of Yaochi did not say a word, but she attacked directly, raised her hand and pointed again.

The gray-clothed old man's face changed drastically. He felt an unprecedented crisis in his heart. He originally wanted to fight back, but at this time he instinctively pulled back.

But he did not avoid it. His body retreated extremely violently and changed direction several times. But as soon as his body stopped, a powerful force fell on him, and his body was instantly blown away.

"Puff..."

The gray-clothed old man vomited blood, and there was a fist-sized blood hole on his chest. His body was directly pierced.

He was extremely shocked, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not detect the other party's cultivation level.