Ancient Gods

At this time, Mo Yang was like a peerless demon, with murderous aura all over his body, standing in the air, with a dark alchemy furnace in front of him, and he used his hands to perform alchemy techniques, refining the elixir in the air.

However, the alchemy furnace was not filled with natural treasures, but five great saints.

Although Mo Yang had done this kind of thing before, and more than once, he still felt that it was too cruel. As his cultivation increased, his state of mind also changed greatly, and he felt that this method was against the law of nature.

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But now he was furious and murderous, so he didn't think so much, because the strong men in Yaowang Valley really deserved to die. They secretly colluded with several young strong men of the ancient gods, reached an agreement, and bloodbathed many families and small and medium-sized forces.

Recently, he even planned to directly attack the big forces on Xuantian Continent.

Otherwise, Mo Yang would not be so angry and let the four-legged dragon live.

"Ah..."

The shrill screams spread all over the place, and the four-legged dragon was frightened by it. However, soon, in just a cup of tea, the screams stopped abruptly. Mo Yang raised his hand and shook out several blood pills from the furnace, and then raised his hand to throw them at the four-legged dragon.

The four-legged dragon was so excited that he didn't even bother to catch them. He just opened his mouth and sucked them, swallowing several blood pills into his stomach instantly, and then burped.

"Boy, you're nice!"

After saying that, it rushed into the depths of the Medicine King Valley. There were bursts of shrill screams from inside, and palaces and pavilions were flattened. It was as if a major earthquake had occurred in the Medicine King Valley, and the whole Medicine King Valley was shaking.

Mo Yang just glanced at it indifferently, and his figure flashed into the Star King Tower.

Previously, in the depths of Medicine King Valley, he found a dungeon made of molten iron, and there were several formations arranged inside. At that time, he directly put the entire dungeon into the Star Emperor Tower.

It was not that Mo Yang could not break it, but he was worried that directly blasting the dungeon would hurt the people inside.

On the third floor of the Star Emperor Tower, looking at the dungeon in front of him, Mo Yang frowned and began to break the formation carefully.

At this time, he was inevitably a little uneasy, because he had carefully sensed before that there was a breath that could sense him. There was no doubt that it must be that little guy Zilong.

Because at that time, Mo Yang's ancient god blood had sensed it.

At this time, Mo Yang stood in front of the molten iron dungeon and could clearly feel the breath that sensed his blood. It was a sense of blood relatives.

Mo Yang had never had this kind of sense before, and he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Just like before, expecting but a little uneasy.

At the same time, in the dungeon, a delicate little guy looked around curiously. Although he knew that he and the ancestor of the Divine Dynasty were captured by the bad guys, he was not panicked at all.

Before, they felt that the whole dungeon was turned upside down, as if there was a terrible movement outside. The ancestor of the Tianyan Divine Dynasty could only protect him tightly, with a solemn face.

"Long'er, it's the ancestor who is sorry for you. I shouldn't have brought you out this time!"

The ancestor of the Divine Dynasty was full of self-blame. At this time, he was extremely regretful in his heart. As long as the little guy in front of him grows up, his achievements will be limitless, because he has the same ancient divine bloodline as Mo Yang, but this time...

"Ancestor, Long'er is not afraid, they dare not hurt us, my mother often tells me that my father is a very great man, he is very powerful, super powerful, he will definitely come to save us!" The little boy Long blinked his big eyes, and his delicate little face was full of seriousness.

The ancestor of the Divine Dynasty could only smile and nod when he heard the words, comforting the little guy, but he was sighing secretly in his heart, and his face was still very solemn.

Mo Yang has disappeared for several years. There was even news that Mo Yang had an accident during his training and had died.

Although they did not believe the rumor, even if Mo Yang was still alive, Mo Yang did not know about Xiao Zilong's existence, so how could he come to save them.

Moreover, Yaowang Valley secretly colluded with the ancient race, which was not something Mo Yang could resist.

"Long'er, you must listen to the ancestor. When there is a chance, I will try my best to send you away. You must not stay. When you return to Tianyan Divine Dynasty, you must find your mother as soon as possible and let her lead everyone in the Divine Dynasty to move away immediately!" The ancestor of the Divine Dynasty spoke to Xiao Zilong.

Looking at the ancestor's serious expression, Xiao Zilong nodded seriously although he was reluctant in his heart.

"Zilong is so good!"

"Your mother is right. Your father is a great man. He is very strong. But as long as you practice hard, you will be as strong as your father in the future!"

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While the old man and the child were talking, the dungeon suddenly trembled, which made the face of the ancestor of the Divine Dynasty instantly solemn.

He made a gesture to Zilong not to speak, and then stared at the entrance of the dungeon.

"Boom..."

With a harsh sound, the whole dungeon trembled violently, as if someone was forcibly bombarding the dungeon from outside, and the sound was rumbling.

Watching the array patterns engraved on the iron-cast walls of the dungeon dimmed, the ancestor of the Tianyan Divine Dynasty was in doubt and felt something was wrong.

But before he could say anything, the array patterns that covered the surrounding walls dimmed in patches, as if the array was forcibly broken, and then a harsh loud noise came again, and a hole appeared on the wall.

A red ancient sword suddenly pierced the wall. The blade with a strange blood light could be seen. Then the sword body suddenly slid down, and the iron-cast dungeon wall was instantly melted open like cutting vegetables.

"Boom..."

Then, a hand suddenly came through the hole like a sharp sword, grabbed the edge of the hole and pulled it hard, and the dungeon wall was instantly torn open...

This scene shocked the ancestor of Tianyan Divine Dynasty. Could someone really come to save them?

Because this was definitely not someone from Yaowang Valley, this was forcibly breaking the dungeon from the outside.

Soon, a figure appeared at the gap and stepped in.

After seeing that face, the ancestor of the Divine Dynasty was stunned, and then he hurriedly reached out and rubbed his eyes, because he was afraid that he had seen it wrong.

Just now, he mentioned Mo Yang, and he saw it in a blink of an eye. How could this be possible?

You have to know that Mo Yang has disappeared for several years. No one knows where Mo Yang is, and no one knows whether he is alive or dead...

Mo Yang stepped into the dungeon, and his eyes fell on Xiao Zilong at first, then he glanced at the ancestor of the Divine Dynasty. Seeing that the ancestor of the Divine Dynasty was hurriedly rubbing his eyes, Mo Yang frowned and said, "Old man, stop rubbing, you are not mistaken, it is me!"