Ancient Gods

Xia Fengliu was silent for a while, sighing several times in succession, and then looked up at Mo Yang, shaking his head silently.

"During that time, I was in seclusion and practicing hard. It was only after the seclusion that I heard the news that Xuantian Holy Land had been destroyed. I also secretly investigated for a while, but no one seemed to know. The main reason I went to Kunlun Mountain at that time was for this matter. , I just can’t find you..."

Mo Yang took a deep breath and then asked: "Do you know the specific time?"

Xia Fengliu sighed softly: "It should have been a year ago. We, the strong men of Piaomiao Peak, speculated that it might be the work of the ancient race, but no one witnessed it with their own eyes. By the time someone discovered it, it was already in ruins. This matter is now It’s all a mystery.”

He added: "Brother Mo, don't worry, no one noticed the saint's death, she should still be alive!"

Xia Fengliu looked remorseful. He still hasn't figured out this matter.

Mo Yang took a deep breath, patted Xia Fengliu's shoulder, and said nothing.

Xia Fengliu thought for a moment and said, "I heard that the Holy Maiden of Yaochi had appeared after the news spread. If we can find her or Ergouzi, we may be able to know some truth."

Then Xia Fengliu took the initiative to talk about the birth of the ancient race. At that time, it was because everyone speculated that Xuantian Holy Land was wiped out by the Ancient Gods, which caused people to panic. People in the cities near Xuantian Holy Land evacuated one after another, resulting in many ruins. city.

After finishing speaking, Xia Fengliu said to Mo Yang solemnly: "The ancient race is too terrifying. Nowadays, there are many younger generations walking on the continent, and their cultivation is even far higher than that of the older generation of human race experts. These Over the past year, many major forces have chosen to retreat, and some even moved entire sects to remote places.”

"Brother Mo, the ancients said that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge after ten years. You have extraordinary talent in cultivation. You must stay calm now. When your cultivation is complete in the future, brother, I will accompany you into the fog!"

The Four-Corned Dragon couldn't stand listening anymore, glanced at Xia Fengliu, and said to Mo Yang: "Boy, I still say the same thing, if you want to take action, then I will accompany you to kill those humanoid beasts! "

Only then did Xia Fengliu remember that there was someone beside him. He turned around and glanced at the four-legged dragon. Then he looked at Mo Yang with some confusion and asked, "Brother Mo, who is this brother?"

Although Mo Yang was in an extremely heavy mood, he didn't want the atmosphere to be too depressing. He forced a smile and said, "These are four legs. I met them in that secret realm and they helped me a lot!"

Although the four-legged dragon felt extremely embarrassed every time he heard this name, he had no choice now and glanced at Mo Yang without saying anything.

On the contrary, Xia Fengliu looked surprised after hearing this. He walked up to the four-legged dragon and looked up and down, and said suspiciously: "Four-legged? Could it be that there are two of those things?"

Mo Yang and the Four-Legged Dragon didn't react at first, but looking at the strange look on Xia Fengliu's face and the direction of his gaze, Mo Yang also understood. He was immediately speechless and didn't know what to say.

"Boy, where are you looking? Your uncle only has two gadgets!" The four-legged dragon glanced down, and then a strong breath suddenly erupted from his body, knocking Xia Fengliu away.

There was a loud bang, the door was penetrated, Xia Fengliu let out a scream, and his body flew backwards dozens of feet away...

However, the four-legged dragon also controlled its power. Otherwise, just based on the difference in cultivation level between it and Xia Fengliu, a wave of waves would be able to instantly obliterate Xia Fengliu.

After a few breaths, Xia Fengliu returned to the house with a sad face. He looked at the four-legged dragon with fear on his face, then moved behind Mo Yang and asked in a low voice: "Brother Mo, what kind of cultivation is this four-legged brother? Why?" So terrible?"

Mo Yang was a little dumbfounded. He glanced at Xia Fengliu and said, "You'd better avoid messing with him. This guy is not a fuel-efficient guy!"

The four-legged divine dragon glared at Xia Fengliu, frightening Xia Fengliu to the point of becoming alert.

Then Xia Fengliu began to look at Mo Yang again and asked: "Brother Mo, you have been in that secret realm for several years, and your cultivation should have improved a lot. When I see you this time, I feel that you have changed a lot from before. Da…Have you reached the Great Saint Realm now?”

Mo Yang smiled and said, "So...!"

Although there was a bit of surprise in Xia Fengliu's eyes, it was more of joy, and she said, "I knew you would give everyone a surprise. Since you have come to Piaomiao Peak, you will stay at Piaomiao Peak from now on, with peace of mind. With practice, you will be able to surpass the Great Saint Realm in a few years, and then we will fight into the mist together!"

Xia Fengliu was still worried, worried that Mo Yang would impulsively go to the ancient race to take action, and tried to persuade Mo Yang in various ways.

Mo Yang sighed secretly in his heart, he didn't say anything, many things have not been clarified yet, and he will not take action rashly. Next, he has to find the truth as soon as possible, and there are many people to meet.

Several years have passed, and Xia Fengliu's cultivation has recovered well, and his Taoist heart has become more and more stable. The so-called broken and then established is fully reflected in him. Now his cultivation has entered the level of the Holy King.

In Xuantian Continent, this is already rare.

Then Xia Fengliu left in a hurry and returned not long after, bringing a lot of barbecue and other side dishes. Mo Yang smiled and took out a few jars of immortal drunkenness from the Najie.

"Tsk, tsk, the gods are drunk...Brother Mo, where did you get this wine? The name is really cowhide, I've never heard of it before..." Xia Fengliu's eyes widened when he smelled the faint aroma of the wine. He quickly lifted the wine jar and looked at it carefully.

"Brought from that secret realm!" Mo Yang said with a smile.

The four-legged divine dragon stood aside very quickly. He grabbed a jar and shook the mud seal away. He raised his head and took a big gulp. Then he looked at Xia Fengliu sideways and said with some contempt: "Boy, not everyone can drink this wine." Yes, it’s not that I look down on you, but with your level of cultivation, you can’t bear even one bite!”

When Xia Fengliu heard this, he immediately became unhappy and said, "Brother Four-legged, I admit that your cultivation level is indeed very strong, but I, Xia Fengliu, have traveled all over the continent and have never drank any wine. Even Brother Ergou is not good at drinking." It's just a jar of wine..."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to shake open the mud seal, and like a four-legged dragon, he raised the wine jar, raised his head, and poured a large gulp into his mouth. The strong wine entered his throat, and his eyes immediately gleamed.

At this moment, he only felt a strong aroma of wine instantly filling his lips and teeth. It felt like being wrapped in the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth. A stream of heat seemed to pour into his stomach from his mouth, and then suddenly exploded, heading towards It spread all over the body, and then it was like soaring clouds and mist, and it felt like the whole person was floating.

Mo Yang was a little speechless, he didn't even have time to speak, this guy is good... the four-legged dragon is not trying to scare Xia Fengliu, this god is drunk, Xia Fengliu really can't bear such a mouthful.