Ancient Gods

The Saint of Yao Chi never dreamed that Mo Yang would say such words.

She almost fell from midair when she heard Mo Yang's words.

Although the relationship between the two was different from before, she was embarrassed when she heard Mo Yang say such words directly, but she was also angry.

But before she could speak, Mo Yang looked at the young man and the woman and sneered: "Now I will give you a chance. Either hand over the treasures and skills on you, or... die!"

As soon as Mo Yang finished speaking, the flesh and blood of the crushed young man not far away surged, accompanied by a terrifying breath, and his body was reshaped in a dazzling blood light.

As a great saint, let alone just a crushed body, even if it was blasted ten times, as long as the soul power is not destroyed, he can reshape it.

As the young man's body was reshaped, a strong murderous intent immediately fell on Mo Yang. His eyes were cold and stared at Mo Yang.

Mo Yang frowned, looked back, and said, "What are you looking at? What's wrong, you don't accept it?"

"You are looking for death!" The murderous intent in the young man's eyes surged, as if it had materialized. If Mo Yang hadn't attacked him secretly just now, how could he have been blown to pieces.

The key is that he didn't know who the other party was, and he cut him in half with one move from hiding in the dark.

Not to mention that he has reached the Great Saint Realm, I'm afraid any cultivator would be furious.

Mo Yang sneered and nodded, "Okay!"

Then, a voice like a magic spell came out of his mouth, and he raised his hand and made a stroke. In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and the peerless aura suddenly grew.

"Life and Death, Yin and Yang!"

The four words were like a magic spell. As the words fell, the void trembled suddenly, and two huge ancient characters came out in response.

As Mo Yang raised his hand and waved, the two ancient characters collided violently, and the mysterious veins collided, bursting out a power that could destroy the world.

Not to mention the three cultivators from the mysterious sect, even the Saint of Yaochi could not help but change color at this time.

In such a short time, Mo Yang actually comprehended the emperor's text to such a degree and carved it out at will. Although she could see that such a method was extremely consuming for Mo Yang, she also withdrew and flew out directly at the moment when the two emperor's texts collided.

She knew very well the terribleness of the emperor's text. Not to mention the fusion of two emperor's texts, the power of a single emperor's text was unimaginable.

After the young man reshaped his body, he had endless murderous intent in his heart, but just as he was about to take action, two voices came from the air.

"Junior brother, retreat quickly!"

These words came from the other young man.

"Third Brother, go!"

This voice came from the woman.

The young man's body suddenly froze, and then he turned around and ran away without saying anything.

His cultivation had reached the Great Saint Realm, and he obviously knew what this method was. At this moment, he had no intention of killing, and his heart was filled with endless horror and disbelief.

He had just sensed Mo Yang's cultivation, which was only at the peak of the Saint Emperor Realm, but had not yet set foot in the Great Saint Realm. However, he never dreamed that such a mysterious young man would actually comprehend the Emperor's text.

In an instant, the three young men all pulled back violently, and no one dared to stay where they were.

Because the peerless aura alone made them shudder, and they all knew that if they fought hard, even if they didn't die, they would probably be seriously injured.

Watching the three people turn into three streams of light and escape at a high speed, Mo Yang was a little confused.

The three people's cultivation skills were all good, and their cultivation was so strong that their speed was obviously very fast. Moreover, after flying a distance, the young man forcibly shattered the void and plunged into it.

"Fuck... why are you running?"

Mo Yang was stunned, feeling a little speechless.

But he didn't dare to stay at this time. The two imperial texts were merging, and the aura exuded was extremely terrifying. Although he could depict it, he couldn't remove it.

Muttering, Mo Yang turned and rushed in the direction where the Yao Chi Saint was flying back.

The Yao Chi Saint, who had retreated to a distance and stopped, saw Mo Yang rushing towards her, and her face changed immediately. She said something in her mouth, and then turned around and left.

"Uh, Senior Sister, wait for me, why are you running, I'm Mo Yang!"

Mo Yang was confused. He could still understand the escape of the three people from the mysterious sect, but he was obviously shocked and didn't want to continue to fight.

But the Yao Chi Saint saw him as if she had seen a ghost. This...

Is he that scary?

But after searching for so many days and finally seeing her, Mo Yang didn't want to be left behind again. He suddenly accelerated and chased after the Yao Chi Saint.

During the journey, Yao Chi Saint Girl shook open the void several times to escape, trying to get rid of Mo Yang, but after Mo Yang's breakthrough in cultivation, his speed also increased a lot, and he actually followed her closely like a ghost.

After an unknown period of time, Yao Chi Saint Girl felt a little tired and finally stopped.

Mo Yang had been chasing at a high speed, and for a moment he couldn't keep steady, and bumped into Yao Chi Saint Girl, almost knocking her out.

In a hurry, he grabbed Yao Chi Saint Girl in a panic, but he didn't know what he grabbed, and he only heard a piercing scream from Yao Chi Saint Girl's mouth.

Then a violent force shook out from Yao Chi Saint Girl's body, and suddenly shook him out.

"I..."

Mo Yang felt like vomiting blood, and his blood was surging all over his body. If it weren't for his strong physique, this force alone would probably break his body.

Mo Yang steadied himself and looked up at the Saint of Yao Chi. She had a pretty face as red as a ripe apple, and her face was full of shame and anger.

"Uh..."

Mo Yang looked down at his right hand. He seemed to have used too much force in a hurry just now, and actually grabbed a piece of the dress of the Saint of Yao Chi. The key is that this piece of dress seems to be the location of the mountain...

Mo Yang looked up and was stunned. He finally understood what he had just grabbed. No wonder the Saint of Yao Chi reacted so violently.

"Senior sister, what, I, I didn't mean it!" Mo Yang hurriedly explained.

But what he was greeted by was a palm slapping at him.

"Fuck..." Mo Yang changed color and hurriedly pulled away to dodge. From the look on the face of the Saint of Yao Chi, it can be seen that she seemed to be really angry at this time, and she didn't seem to hold back in this attack.

"Senior sister, I really didn't mean it. Besides, we're already that bad, there's no need to kill you if I grab you!" Mo Yang said as he dodged.

It would have been fine if he hadn't said it, but as soon as he said it, the aura emanating from the Saint of Yao Chi instantly became much stronger.

After Mo Yang dodged several times, the palm of the hand suddenly hit him, and he was directly blasted away dozens of feet. The blood in his body surged wildly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.