Ancient Gods

Two old men dressed as scholars sat opposite each other, silently looking at the scroll. Although the picture was not big, every little movement in it was clearly visible.

"The so-called ignorance is bliss. I thought I had to wait a few more days, but now it seems that there will be results soon!" One of them spoke with a blank expression and indifferent words.

Although the other man did not change his expression, he seemed to be sneering: "He used himself as bait, but he didn't know that the mantis stalked the cicada, and the oriole was behind. Besides, he is not a mantis!"

"However, you and I only need to get rid of that person, and don't worry about the others. It's not worth making trouble for a little friendship in the past!"

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Mo Yang, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, had a faint feeling in his heart at this time, or even a feeling, perhaps an intuition. He raised his head and scanned the sky, frowning slightly, always feeling that someone was peeping at him.

But his mind spread out, covering all directions, but he didn't notice even the slightest abnormality.

His heart tightened slightly, wondering if the two strong men mentioned by Xu Qing had come?

He looked up at the scorching sun in the sky. Noon had already passed. After a few hours, once night fell, murderous intent would surely arise!

This time, in addition to letting the four-legged dragon arrange the Great Dreamland, he did not arrange other means, because some means were used too much, and everyone would be on guard, so it would be useless to arrange them.

He could even guess that once they started, the people who came to kill him would definitely find ways to divert the battlefield away from here, so when he asked the four-legged dragon to arrange the Great Dreamland, he deliberately chose to stay away from this place.

Not long after, Mo Yang heard the four-legged dragon's divine mind transmission: "Boy, I have helped you find out the situation. There are already hundreds of cultivators gathered around, and many of them have murderous intent on you!"

Before Mo Yang responded, the four-legged dragon continued to transmit: "As long as there are five bottles of elixirs, the same as before, I will help you get them all, and I guarantee that I will do it secretly!"

Mo Yang almost vomited blood, and instantly didn't want to say anything to this guy.

He frowned and asked in a voice transmission: "Don't do it when I don't ask you to, so as not to alert the enemy. Are there any immortal masters in the nearby Qingshan?"

"I haven't found any yet, but the two old guys in the Imperial City have been paying attention to this place!" The four-legged dragon responded.

Mo Yang didn't think much after hearing this. It was not strange that the two masters in the Imperial City were paying attention to the battlefield. The reason why he asked this was because of the inexplicable intuition before. Now it seems that he might have thought too much.

Then he closed his eyes silently, and his mind spread out in all directions unscrupulously.

After a while, Mo Yang opened his eyes and said to himself: "A lot of acquaintances came this time. Are they going to settle old and new accounts together..."

Because he sensed Duan Chenxiang's breath. After suffering losses in the Imperial City several times before, Duan Chenxiang never appeared again. He didn't even show up in the turmoil in the Dragon Locking City not long ago. Today he actually came.

In addition to Duan Chenxiang, there was also Jiang Mingxue from the Jiang family. When Mo Yang's divine sense swept over, he felt a strong murderous intent.

Not only that, on a green mountain, two people were sitting cross-legged silently. They were from the Sword Sect and were known as the Sword Sect's No. 1 Prodigy Wang Xier and No. 2 Prodigy Wang Xiao.

Mo Yang's mood was inexplicable. It seemed that the major forces had joined forces this time and were really determined to put him to death. Otherwise, these prodigies had never appeared before, but they all appeared here today.

However, Mo Yang didn't care. He swept his divine sense around and then took it back, still sitting cross-legged silently on the top of the mountain.

Although there were shadowy figures around, it was very quiet. Many cultivators were closing their eyes to rest, and the cultivators who came to join in the fun were farther away, just whispering.

Unknowingly, the sun had begun to set in the west, and the floating clouds in the sky were illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun like a raging fire.

A wisp of breeze blew by, revealing a murderous atmosphere invisibly.

Mo Yang's hair was all fluttering, and he was still sitting there silently, motionless.

At this moment, a flash of cold light suddenly appeared on the top of a green mountain a few miles away, like a rushing river sweeping towards the green mountain where Mo Yang was.

The sound of the sword was loud and clear in the sky. It was obviously the sword energy, but at this moment it was like a rushing river crushing the sky. The terrifying sword intent and murderous intent immediately spread in all directions.

"The sword tactics of the Jiang family..."

Mo Yang suddenly opened his eyes. He didn't expect that the first person to attack would be Jiang Mingxue, but after thinking about it, it didn't seem strange.

He held the Blood Abyss Ancient Sword in his hand, and without getting up, he casually swept out a sword light.

This was not a casual attack, but also a set of sword tactics. I remember that it was originally given to him by the sixth senior sister of the Gan Sect, but it has not been used for a long time.

The two sword lights met in the sky, and with a loud bang, both collapsed...

Mo Yang slowly got up at this time and looked at the hill where Jiang Mingxue was from a distance.

Although Jiang Mingxue has reached the Heavenly Saint Realm, it seems that her Dao Heart has been damaged. The aura of cultivation that was extremely condensed before, but after one move, the aura of cultivation began to float.

At this time, the two looked at each other from a distance, and a strong murderous intent spread towards Mo Yang, making Mo Yang's face gradually darken.

"I gave you a chance to live!" Mo Yang said in a deep voice.

At the beginning in the Jiang family, Mo Yang could have directly killed Jiang Mingxue, but in the end he only smashed her body and did not kill her.

In Mo Yang's view, as long as these geniuses did not take the initiative to provoke him, he did not want to care about them, because he really did not have much interest in his former defeated opponents.

"Little beast, what else will you do besides borrowing external power? If you hadn't arranged many means here in advance, would you dare to stay here?"

A sinister sneer came. The other party used a blind method. He could hear the sound, but he could not pinpoint where the sound came from.

Just as Mo Yang expected, these strong men did not dare to take action rashly because they were worried that he would dig a big hole here.

"Boy, the old guy you are talking to is hiding on the mountain in front. His cultivation level is not as good as yours. You can deal with it yourself!" The voice of the four-legged dragon came to Mo Yang's ears.

Mo Yang sneered, stepped up into the air step by step, and then actually put away the Blood Abyss Ancient Sword, and walked step by step towards the green mountain where Jiang Mingxue was, with his hands behind his back.

The hilltop mentioned by the Four-Legged Dragon was not the same as where Jiang Mingxue was. At this moment, Mo Yang seemed to be about to take action against Jiang Mingxue, but after falling a few steps, he punched fiercely and aimed at the low building in front of him. The mountain bag blasted away.

"boom……"

With a loud noise, the mountain suddenly turned into a cloud of dust and rose into the sky, and a figure suddenly rushed out of the smoke.

"Old guy, don't you think it's too late to run away now?" Mo Yang stepped forward and blocked him instantly like a ghost.

At the same time, he raised his hand and waved, a palm of light appeared, grasped the figure in his hand, and then tightened his palm.

"puff……"

Blood splattered, and many cultivators were crushed by Mo Yang without even seeing the figure clearly.