Ancient Gods

After Mo Yang withdrew his divine thoughts, his eyes became extremely gloomy and cold.

In the memory of the silver-haired young man, Mo Yang saw a picture. When Yaowang Valley attacked Xuantian Holy Land, he raised his hand and slashed a sword more than ten miles away from Xuantian Holy Land. The terrifying sword light fell into Xuantian Holy Land.

Although Yu Yao's figure was not seen, the sword light directly enveloped the entire Xuantian Holy Land. The power was not something that the people of Xuantian Holy Land could resist.

In addition, Mo Yang also saw many silver-haired young men raising their hands to wipe out the strong men of the human race, just like crushing insects and ants...

"I came here to find you tonight, and I really didn't find the wrong person!" Mo Yang's words were cold, revealing a strong murderous intent.

The silver-haired young man's eyes were a little horrified at this time, because he had never encountered such a thing. His body was fixed by Mo Yang's raised hand. The power was boundless. Even if he struggled desperately, it was useless. His body could not move at all.

He had never thought that with his cultivation level, there would be a human youth who could suppress him directly.

He had never thought that there would be a human youth who would dare to attack him regardless of his identity as a member of the ancient race of Taixu Mountain.

"You regard the human race as ants, and you can kill the human race at will by relying on your own strong cultivation level. Have you never thought that everything has its cause and effect, and one day your ancient race will also be regarded as ants and slaughtered by the human race?" Mo Yang said angrily.

"The human race is now completely weak. In front of our ancient races, it is not even an ant. What right do you have to occupy such a vast land!" The silver-haired young man was fixed in place, but he roared at Mo Yang.

"Since you know that I am from Taixu Mountain, you should know the consequences of being an enemy of me. Because of me, Taixu Mountain can easily wipe out all the human races on this continent!" The silver-haired young man continued to speak, and brought out the Taixu Mountain behind him. It was obvious that he was a little scared, so he used the power behind him to scare Mo Yang.

"Although you know my name, you don't know me. I, Mo Yang, was not brought up to be scared!" Mo Yang shook his head and sneered.

Mo Yang continued: "Just based on the fact that you colluded with Yaowang Valley to annihilate Xuantian Holy Land, I, Mo Yang, will be destroyed in Taixu Mountain, not to mention that you are an ordinary person in Taixu Mountain. In my eyes, you are just a clown!"

After speaking, Mo Yang raised his hand and waved it. The power flowing in the first floor of the Star Emperor Tower surged instantly. The whole floor of the stone tower was like a Jedi at this time, and there was a destructive breath flowing.

The silver-haired young man's face changed drastically, but he still didn't give up. He stared at Mo Yang and shouted: "You dare to do it, think about the consequences!"

Mo Yang glanced at the silver-haired young man coldly, and then his palm shook violently, and the surging waves instantly pressed down on the silver-haired young man.

"Puff..."

The silver-haired young man didn't have time to say anything at all. His body instantly collapsed and turned into a blood mist.

Mo Yang then pressed his palm suddenly, and the first floor of the Star Emperor Tower trembled suddenly. The violent air wave crushed down, and the blood mist that burst was instantly dissolved, and disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

"You are just an ant in my eyes. Even without this tower, it is easy for me to kill you now!" Mo Yang withdrew his hand and stood, saying this sentence indifferently.

Mo Yang was not arrogant. This silver-haired young man was only the first level of the Heavenly Saint Realm. He was not as good as Mo Yang in terms of cultivation, let alone combat power.

Mo Yang stood silently in the same place, silently sorting out the information he had just explored from the silver-haired young man's memory. After about a cup of tea, Mo Yang sighed lightly, and then turned to leave the Star Emperor Tower.

He glanced at the private room, and then secretly spread his mind to sense silently for a moment. Tianyan City was very calm, and the other powerful people of the ancient race did not notice what happened here.

Mo Yang did not stop, but quietly opened the door and walked out of the private room, and then left the restaurant directly.

The restaurant was very quiet, many guests were still drinking and talking, and no one paid attention to Mo Yang.

After leaving the restaurant, Mo Yang walked towards an inn on his own.

This time, several powerful people from the ancient race came to Tianyan City. Since they came for the Tianyan Divine Dynasty, Mo Yang would naturally not stop there.

After walking through several streets, Mo Yang stopped in front of an inn called Mengzhongxian, and then walked in silently.

He just sensed that there was also a powerful person from the ancient race in this inn, so Mo Yang naturally had to choose this kind of lone shot first.

"Sir, would you like to stay overnight?" The shopkeeper asked with a smile when he saw Mo Yang walk into the inn.

Mo Yang took out a silver note from his arms and handed it to the innkeeper, and then walked up the wooden steps directly.

The shopkeeper was full of smiles, and hurriedly asked the waiter beside him to lead the way for Mo Yang.

Coincidentally, the room next to the house where Mo Yang was was actually the room where the ancient race strongman lived. After entering the house and closing the door, Mo Yang secretly concentrated his mind to sense it.

Like the silver-haired young man before, the ancient race in the next house was also at the first level of the Heavenly Saint Realm. At this time, he seemed to be practicing, and the fluctuations were sometimes weak and sometimes strong, fluctuating.

After silently sensing for a moment, Mo Yang stood up and walked to the wall of the room, raised his hand and gently pressed it against the wall, and then the power in his body began to operate silently.

After a moment, a faint sound was heard, and a piece of the wall silently collapsed. The unknown stone was directly crushed into powder under the impact of Mo Yang's powerful true energy.

Mo Yang took a step and went directly into the next room.

At first glance, I saw a young man sitting silently, also with silver hair. Although he was at the first level of the Heavenly Saint Realm, his aura was much stronger than that of the silver-haired young man before.

The moment Mo Yang entered the young man's room, the young man also opened his eyes, with two rays of divine light flowing in his eyes, staring directly at Mo Yang.

The silver-haired young man stood up, a ray of strange color flashed in his eyes, and he said: "The human race in the Heavenly Saint Realm!"

The silver-haired young man was very surprised, because it was the first time they saw such a human race in the past year since they were born.

"Who are you?" The silver-haired young man asked coldly with a trace of vigilance between his eyebrows.

When he spoke, he directly spread his divine thoughts to sense Mo Yang's cultivation aura. After a moment, the doubt in his eyes became stronger and more vigilant.

"Human race, Mo Yang!" Mo Yang spoke calmly, without saying much, and his words were very concise, and he directly reported his name.

After hearing this, the silver-haired young man's eyes first flashed with doubt, and then his eyes froze slightly, as if he remembered something, and said coldly: "Mo Yang... I seem to have heard of you, the descendant of the ancient gods mentioned by many human races, what do you want to do here?"

Mo Yang's expression remained calm, and he said: "I'm here to kill you!"