Ancient Gods

At this time, the body of the dragon froze in place. There were several portraits engraved on the wall of the tower, but it recognized one of them at a glance.

In addition to fear, there was also a hint of anger in his eyes.

Mo Yang frowned and followed the dragon's gaze. He didn't find it strange, because the portrait was the portrait of the mysterious young man. He passed him four imperial texts and inexplicably tied him to a red line. The suppressed dragon now fell into his hands.

"It's just a portrait. It's useless for you to be angry. Maybe it has already turned into a wisp of dust in the years. You should keep the hatred of being suppressed in your stomach. Even if he is still alive, he will not be able to beat you if he meets you one day!" Mo Yang said aside.

The dragon looked away from the portrait, stared at Mo Yang and asked: "Boy, why did his portrait appear here?"

This is what it really doesn't understand.

From the first floor of the Star Emperor Tower to the fifth floor, the dragon didn't have time to look around, but since it stepped onto the third floor, it has been restless and full of questions.

"And why is the Heavenly Dao Divine Tree in the Star Domain in your hands?"

The dragon really couldn't figure it out. That person suppressed it at the beginning because of a disagreement. Could it have something to do with this imperial weapon?

But why did the Heavenly Dao Divine Tree in the Star Domain appear here again? This is logically impossible.

Moreover, there is a terrifying sarcophagus on the fifth floor, lying not far away. Even if it's just a glance, the dragon is a little frightened, as if there is something extraordinary in it.

In addition, nine dragon-locking pillars stand not far away...

"Hua La La..."

At this moment, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the distance, which sounded like the trembling sound of a chain being dragged.

The dragon was shocked, stood up, and looked in the direction of the sound in doubt.

Mo Yang didn't explain, turned around and walked silently in the direction of the chain sound.

The dragon shrank his neck. This place was more terrifying than the first floor. There was an invisible force flowing around, and he always felt that there was a pair of cold eyes staring at him. He didn't dare to take a closer look even if he wanted to. He hurriedly followed Mo Yang's footsteps.

"Boy, didn't you say you would take me to unlock the ban? And your blood oath curse has been planted. Do you still want to do something to me?" The dragon was completely uneasy.

God knows what monsters are ahead. It always feels that they are not good things. The sound of chains comes from time to time, which makes it feel scared.

Mo Yang looked back at the dragon, and wanted to laugh. He teased: "Why, you are scared now? Didn't you just call yourself an ancient beast?"

"Boy, I just think that meeting is fate, and we can talk about anything!" The dragon said without blushing or beating his heart.

But it kept staring at the front with doubts, and it can be seen that it is very nervous.

However, before walking far, the sight gradually became clear. There were four huge chains, and the old man it had seen before was tied up with chains on his limbs. The other end was connected to an unknown place, and the end was not visible. There was only a gray haze.

The dragon was shocked. This old man was a great emperor, and he was actually locked here?

If it hadn't seen it with its own eyes, it would not dare to believe it in its dreams.

The key is that except for Mo Yang, there seemed to be no one else here...

The dragon froze in place and didn't dare to move forward for a while.

At this time, its mind was a mess. It remembered very clearly that the old man tied up by four chains in front of it was the one who suppressed him that day. He was like a dried corpse and was easy to identify. But why...

Mo Yang had come to the nameless strong man at this time. He was full of smiles. He flipped his palm and took out two jars of Shenxianzui and two wine cups.

"Senior, two drinks?"

Mo Yang smiled and shook the wine jar in his hand.

The nameless warrior didn't speak, but just looked at Mo Yang with a slanted eye.

He was scared of Mo Yang's trick. Now seeing Mo Yang was like seeing the plague god. He just couldn't avoid him, otherwise he would hide as far as he could.

"This time, there is really nothing else to do. I just want you to open the restriction on this four-legged insect!" Mo Yang said seriously.

The nameless warrior had obviously seen the dragon a long time ago. He glanced at the dragon and then fell on Mo Yang. He still didn't speak, obviously not believing it.

"Believe it or not!" Mo Yang sat down cross-legged, raised his hand to shake open the mud seal on the wine jar, and filled two wine cups.

Watching Mo Yang drink several cups in a row, the nameless warrior said coldly: "Do you want to use it to deal with those people outside?"

He knew Mo Yang's purpose very well and said it directly.

Mo Yang did not hide it, he smiled and said: "Everyone has a helper, I have to find one, just in case!"

The nameless strongman glanced at the dragon, and then said: "If you remove the restrictions on it, with your current cultivation, if it attacks you, you will lose ten lives!"

Mo Yang smiled and said: "If the senior helps me kill a few more people, there is no need to break the restrictions on it!"

The nameless strongman: "..."

He closed his mouth decisively and sat down.

Mo Yang was happy in his heart, and then smiled and said: "Don't worry, senior, I cast the blood oath forbidden spell on it. This thing is unruly and hard to tame. I can only force it to act, there is no other way..."

Hearing the four words of the blood oath forbidden spell, the face of the nameless strongman immediately became gloomy. It seems that Mo Yang used him to test his hand at the beginning!

Although the power of the forbidden spell had long since dissipated, every time he thought of what Mo Yang had done, he would be filled with anger.

"Hehe, senior is very generous. It was the junior who was ignorant before!" Mo Yang was very tactful and hurriedly apologized. After all, he still had to rely on the nameless strongman for help.

The nameless strongman snorted coldly and did not speak.

He picked up the wine cup and glanced at the dragon. He was also a little speechless. An ancient dragon was beaten so miserably by a junior in the Great Saint Realm...

"After drinking the wine, I will help you to unlock the formation. I'll trouble you for this!" Mo Yang said, flipping his palm and taking out several plates of side dishes.

These were taken from the banquet of the Holy Sect today. Mo Yang had thought about it a long time ago.

Not far away, listening to Mo Yang's words, the dragon's heart was shaking wildly, and it was cold all over.

It had been frozen there, not daring to move forward half a step, and even dared not breathe.

Judging from the conversation between the two, this mummy-like emperor seems to be trapped here by Mo Yang!

And this emperor seems to be a little afraid of Mo Yang, but it doesn't seem to be fear, but it looks like he has suffered a great loss at the hands of Mo Yang...

Shenlong's eyes have been staring at Mo Yang, who is this guy? What is his background?