Ancient Gods

Before this, when the mysterious young man and Mo Yang fought, Mo Yang had never used the Emperor Tower or brought out the ancient chessboard. It was not because he was disdainful, but because he did not need it.

But facing a Saint Emperor level 3 warrior, the old man was much stronger than the mysterious young man.

Moreover, when the two of them were fighting, the old warriors of the mysterious young man's family suddenly intervened. Mo Yang was obviously angry and raised his hand to start carving the Emperor's text.

Er Gouzi, who was far away, showed a look of doubt in his eyes. For this Emperor's text, anyone who knew about it was very taboo.

Because this was the method of the Great Emperor's comprehension, what was engraved was not the real text, but the trajectory of the Tao, which had unpredictable power.

A burst of exclamations suddenly broke out in the crowd.

Because this method was not the first time that Mo Yang had used it. In the previous battle in Xuantian Holy Land, Mo Yang had carved the Emperor's text.

Although Mo Yang was dominated by demonic nature at that time and his fighting power seemed stronger than normal, Mo Yang had not yet set foot in the Saint Emperor realm at that time. With the help of the imperial text, he directly penetrated the Buddhist sect's demon-killing array!

At this time, the crowd of onlookers suddenly became chaotic, and many cultivators hurriedly withdrew.

At this time, let alone ordinary cultivators, even the strong ones in the crowd, or those geniuses from all walks of life, were retreating.

In the blink of an eye, the only one close to the battlefield was the old man.

The old man's eyes also showed a deep shock. At this time, it was a dilemma for him.

If he continued to fight with Mo Yang, he seemed unable to stop the imperial text engraved by Mo Yang.

But he had already made a harsh statement before, saying that he was here to kill Mo Yang today. When he spoke, he deliberately raised his voice, and everyone heard it clearly. If he retreated like this, he would not be able to hold up the laughing stock.

"Buzz..."

Then, a wave came from Mo Yang, and Mo Yang's bloody right hand had been branded with a vein.

This void seemed to be shrouded by a strange force, like boiling water jumping at a high speed.

The shock on the old man's face became more intense, and his eyes were fixed on Mo Yang, and his face was completely without the previous calmness and composure.

Although the one who fought with Mo Yang today was not the strongest genius in their clan, he was also a junior with outstanding talent, but he was directly crushed by Mo Yang. He had to admit that Mo Yang was indeed a demon-like existence.

Especially this comprehension, Mo Yang was so young, and he could comprehend the emperor's text with the cultivation of the Saint Emperor Realm. This was what shocked him the most.

"Puff..."

At this moment, Mo Yang's body trembled slightly, and he actually opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of golden blood.

Obviously, using this method, he could not be as casual as the Saint Girl of Yaochi.

"Buzz..."

Another wave of fluctuations came out, and this space seemed to be completely shattered, and a mysterious trajectory was once again imprinted in the void.

The old man's breathing became rapid, his heart was beating violently, and his footsteps had involuntarily stepped back a few steps.

At this time, he didn't dare to move at all, because there was a strange power permeating here. The closer he got to Mo Yang, the more terrifying and dangerous the oppression would be.

Mo Yang moved very slowly, and looked extremely strenuous, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

But as his fingers passed, the golden veins slowly fell, and the terrifying aura slowly emanated from the mysterious veins.

The old man seemed to be trying to cover up his surprise. He angrily mocked: "Ignorant boy, you are indeed very comprehensible, but you are now in danger of life and death. Even if you carve out the emperor's text, what can you do!"

Many cultivators in the distance cursed inwardly, saying that the old man was too hypocritical.

"What family is this old guy from? His voice is trembling, and he pretends to be calm and composed. I'm afraid he has been panicking in his heart..."

Some cultivators couldn't help but speak, because the shock in the old man's voice could not be concealed at all, and everyone could hear it.

"Today is a good arena battle, but this old thief insisted on interfering. Now, he came here fine, but he can't go back..."

"The old guy was already scared, but he couldn't just withdraw because of his face..."

...

After many onlookers retreated to a distance, many cultivators started to discuss.

However, the most surprised person at this time was not the old man from the mysterious family, but Er Gouzi in the distance.

It stared at the pattern left by Mo Yang, and could hardly believe what it saw.

Because the imperial text carved by Mo Yang at this time was not the one carved by Mo Yang before, although the aura was equally terrifying, it was not the same.

It couldn't figure out in its heart, what happened during the time when Mo Yang was dominated by the devil, and where did Mo Yang go?

Why did Mo Yang actually comprehend the imperial text in such a short time, and more than one.

"God damn it, how many things have you hidden from me? You actually took advantage of such a heaven-defying method to take it all by yourself..."

"All the saints in the world have fallen into your hands, so I won't compete with you. Damn it, after all, people and dogs have different paths, bah... I am not interested in beauty, but you actually took advantage of such a heaven-defying method to take it all by yourself..."

Er Gouzi was surprised and kept muttering to himself. He didn't even know what he was saying, and his words were a bit incoherent.

"Heaven is Qian, earth is Kun, today I will give you the word Qian!"

Mo Yang's voice came out, his body was shaking, but the sound waves were like thunder, spreading throughout Xuantian City.

Back then on Piaomiao Peak, the mysterious man passed on four words to him. During the period when the devil dominated, it seemed that thanks to the reincarnation seal in his body, he had some understanding of the two imperial texts.

"Open!"

Then, he shouted loudly, and the last trace of veins was engraved.

Mo Yang almost fell down, and he coughed up blood.

"Boom..."

At this moment, a forbidden force surged out, and the surrounding void collapsed instantly, and even the chaotic mist was shaken out of a large area, as if the void was about to be annihilated and returned to chaos.

The old man didn't know why at this time, he let out a terrified scream, and his body suddenly flew backwards. His abdomen was like being pierced by a peerless sword, leaving a blood hole that was transparent from front to back.

At this moment, the cultivators who retreated to a distance were also horrified, and a peerless aura burst out, and ordinary cultivators were immediately frightened and pale.

Bai Fan, who was standing in the crowd, finally had a look of shock on his face, and a deep look of fear flashed in his eyes.

The Emperor's Words also exist in the Buddhist scriptures, but they are recorded in the last few pages of the taboos. He had comprehended them before, but he had no idea where to start.

The old man's face was full of fear at this time. He didn't care about the injury in his abdomen, and he didn't care about his face anymore. He hurriedly withdrew and retreated.

However, the void collapsed, and the mysterious ancient word actually fell from the sky.

Tens of meters away from the ground, the earth began to crack rapidly, and the monstrous breath came down.

"Mo Yang, I will take your life with my own hands one day!"

The old man roared, and then his body suddenly collapsed, the power of the soul left the body, and then the burst of power took the mysterious young man away.