Ancient Gods

After Mo Yang returned to Tianyan Divine Dynasty, he entered the Star Emperor Tower alone.

The two Heavenly Saint Realm youths who were taken into the Star Emperor Tower by him were directly obliterated by Mo Yang's power to activate the Star Emperor Tower. The real battle between Taixu Mountain and him was still to come, and Mo Yang could not leave any trouble for himself. .

The silver-haired old man who was suppressed by him outside Tianyan City has already died. Because he inhaled too much drunken powder of gods and demons, he went crazy. The riot of his own power directly caused the aura to sweep through the Star Emperor Tower, and he was wiped out. Not even a scum is left.

Only the silver-haired strongman who was at the peak of the first level of the Immortal Realm was still alive.

At this time, he was standing in front of a tower wall, staring at Mo Yang coldly.

"Is this an imperial weapon?" the silver-haired old man said gloomily. He had obviously gained some insight into the situation and knew that this place was extremely unusual.

"I never expected that I would fall into the hands of a human ant!"

The old man then spoke, looking quite calm, as if he knew his ending, but there was a trace of sadness in his words.

Mo Yang said: "Everything in the world has a cause and effect. When you attack the human race, you should have thought that sooner or later there will be such a day. Our human race sages once said that blood debts must be paid with blood. You have bloodbathed many human races. If you die, Ten thousand times are not enough!”

The silver-haired old man sneered after hearing this and said: "So what? There are countless strong men like me in Taixu Mountain, not to mention that there are many stronger and more mysterious people in Taixu Mountain among the ancient tribes. You kill me. , can’t change the outcome of your human race!”

"This is the destiny of your human race. In your words, this is cause and effect. When you, the great emperor of the human race, joined forces to seal the ancient races, it was destined that the ancient races would be born and your race would be destroyed!"

Although he knew his ending, he looked unusually calm, and both his words and his face were full of disdain and contempt.

Mo Yang's face was gloomy, and his heart was very heavy, but at this time a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said: "I know that your ancient race is difficult to deal with. As you said, there are many strong ones, but I am still young, I can be one If you kill one, you will eventually kill them all!”

The silver-haired old man stared at Mo Yang, his eyes a little sharp, and his voice became a little harsh, and said: "Who do you think you are? If it weren't for this imperial weapon, why would you want to kill me?"

"Don't say you are an ant. Even the former emperor of your human race wanted to fight against the ancient tribes. Unfortunately, they are all dead now. From now on, the world will be ruled by the ancient tribes!"

Mo Yang stared at the silver-haired old man and said: "If it doesn't work now, it doesn't mean it won't work in the future. I know there are emperors in your ancient race. In the future, when I step onto the throne, they will die!"

"Setting on the throne? Ignorant child, this is no longer the glorious and prosperous age. You are just an ant, but you are only in the Heavenly Saint Realm. Why do you have it?" The silver-haired old man seemed to have heard the most ridiculous words in the world, and he immediately sneered.

Mo Yang glanced at the old man, looked around the tower walls silently, and said, "Why? Ignore the rest for now, just because I am the son of the Star Emperor, I will not embarrass my father!"

"Others can ascend to the throne, so can I!"

After hearing this, the silver-haired old man's eyes flashed with brilliance, and a terrifying coercion emanated from his whole body, which instantly caused waves to flow in the Star Emperor Tower, scaring him so much that he hurriedly suppressed his aura.

He stared at Mo Yang and said sternly: "Are you an emperor's son?"

Mo Yang did not speak, but raised his hand and waved it slowly. A boundless power suddenly emerged, and became restless with his movements. After a moment, Mo Yang pressed his palm suddenly, and the flowing power instantly pressed down. .

The silver-haired old man's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly dodged away, but the power enveloped him and instantly imprisoned him.

Mo Yang silently stepped forward, channeled all his energy, and then punched the silver-haired old man's dantian, shattering his dantian.

Then Mo Yang dispersed his spiritual thoughts and forcibly searched the memory of the silver-haired old man.

He wanted to know more about Taixu Mountain so that he could prepare as soon as possible.

After about a cup of tea, Mo Yang withdrew his spiritual thoughts and sighed in his heart. Although the silver-haired old man was not weak in cultivation, his status in Taixu Mountain was not high, and he did not know the real secret of Taixu Mountain. .

However, Mo Yang also learned a lot of information about Taixu Mountain. There are three peaks in Taixu Mountain, which are the most mysterious places in Taixu Mountain. It seems that the real powerhouses of Taixu Mountain are on those three peaks.

In the memory of the silver-haired old man, there are indeed many strong people with his cultivation level. There is no specific number, but there are many outside those three peaks.

"The ancient race is really terrifying..."

Mo Yang sighed softly and was silent for a long time, his heart getting heavier and heavier. Then he glanced at the silver-haired old man, raised his hand and suddenly shook, the power surged in the Star Emperor Tower on the first floor, and the silver-haired old man's body was instantly crushed.

As a steady stream of power crushed him down, in just a few breaths, the silver-haired old man's body was completely wiped out.

Mo Yang then turned around and left the Star Emperor Tower.

Now that all the ancient race experts in Tianyan City have been killed, Mo Yang plans to go to the west of Xuantian Continent early tomorrow morning to see the situation of his senior brother and fifth senior brother, and by the way, he will return to Lingxu Sect to pay homage to his master. .

In the early morning of the next day, Mo Yang left Liuxiang Palace. The Four-legged Dragon and Er Gouzi were both left in the Tianyan Divine Dynasty, and Mo Yang went on the road alone.

With the help of the teleportation array in the ancient chessboard, it didn't take long for Mo Yang to arrive at the outskirts of Shiwanda Mountain in the western part of the continent. He did not stop and flew directly towards the canyon where the senior brother and fifth senior brother were hiding.

Just arrived at the canyon, but did not see the two brothers. Mo Yang looked around in the stone cave for a while. The eldest brother and the fifth brother seemed to have left. There were no signs of fighting from outside the stone cave to the canyon.

Mo Yang sighed lightly and said to himself: "It seems that the fifth brother has recovered well. Well, let's talk about it when we go to the North Region!"

Turning and leaving the canyon, Mo Yang went straight to the direction of Lingxu Sect.

The Shiwan Mountains are not far from Lingxu Sect. Mo Yang flew at a high speed all the way and entered the territory of Lingxu Sect in a short time. He flew directly to the wooden peak.

The last time he returned, the small courtyard was still well taken care of, but this time when he returned, the outside of the courtyard and the courtyard wall were full of weeds. It seemed that no one had come here for a long time.

Mo Yang sighed lightly and pushed open the courtyard door. The whole courtyard was also overgrown with weeds. It seemed that no one had taken care of it for a long time.

Mo Yang couldn't help but frown. It shouldn't be like this. Did something happen in Lingxu Sect?

He walked into the small courtyard silently. Except for the weeds all over the courtyard, it was the same as before. There was no change, but it looked a little desolate.

Pushing open the gate, the scenes hidden deep in Mo Yang's memory suddenly came to his face. The courtyard was still there, Mu Feng was still there, but he could no longer see his master's figure...

Mo Yang was full of loneliness. He stood silently in the lower courtyard for a long time before he turned around and left. He gently closed the gate and then turned around and walked towards Mu Feng.