Ancient Gods

Bai Fan's cultivation level is a little vague now. It's not that Mo Yang can't detect it, but he feels that Bai Fan's realm is a little strange. Sometimes it feels like he has broken into the Heavenly Saint realm, but he lacks the Dao rhyme that only the Heavenly Saint realm has.

And sometimes it feels that his realm is still at the peak of the Great Saint realm, and his cultivation aura fluctuates.

There is only one possibility in this situation. Bai Fan should not have broken through yet, but one foot has already stepped into the Heavenly Saint realm.

The black-clothed young man who fought with him at this time, even Mo Yang couldn't see through his cultivation, but one thing is certain, this person's cultivation has already reached the Heavenly Saint realm, and it's not the early stage of the Heavenly Saint realm, but Mo Yang can't determine which realm it is at this time.

"This Hua Baldy is really miserable. He just left Muwang City and turned around to meet such a tough guy. It seems that he will suffer a lot!" Er Gouzi said while watching the battle.

Mo Yang said, "He has many secrets. I have never seen him use his full strength in all these years. This is a good opportunity to see!"

Mo Yang then carefully sensed for a moment and asked the four-legged dragon beside him, "What is the cultivation level of the young man in black?"

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In Mo Yang's opinion, the other party's cultivation level is at most equal to his, but the other party either has some treasures that hide his cultivation level, or has practiced some kind of hidden breath technique. He has probed several times, but he cannot determine the other party's true cultivation level.

"Boy, don't look at it. His cultivation level is stronger than yours. He is at the fifth level of the Heavenly Saint Realm. On this continent, it is considered very good!" The four-legged dragon responded.

After hearing this, Mo Yang's eyes were filled with surprise. The reason why he guessed that the young man in black was equal to his cultivation level was because the strength of the other party's attack was not that strong in his opinion, at least it could not threaten him. He didn't expect that he had reached the fifth level of the Heavenly Saint Realm.

What the Four-legged Dragon said was right. With such a cultivation level, not to mention in Xuantian Continent, even in the Wilderness, it is a genius-level existence.

"Level 5 of the Heavenly Saint Realm? Five Legs, did you see it wrong? This guy looks much stronger than the red-haired girl from Taixu Mountain outside Tianhen Mountain. Wasn't that red-haired girl at the level 4 at the beginning? As a result, she was beaten by Bai Fan without any chance to fight back!" Er Gouzi asked the Four-legged Dragon immediately after hearing it.

The Four-legged Dragon glanced at Er Gouzi, and seemed to want to slap him, but he held back because he was worried about being exposed.

"Don't use your cognition to speculate on this seat, and, you stupid dog, don't provoke my majesty!" The Four-legged Dragon stared at Er Gouzi and said.

"Fuck... Five Legs, if you call me stupid dog again, I will fight you to the death!" Er Gouzi said with his teeth and claws bared.

"Don't fight, hold your breath, don't get discovered!" Mo Yang frowned and said, these two beasts, as long as they meet, he will worry.

The four-legged dragon and Er Gouzi calmed down, and the three guys hid in the dark and watched the battle silently.

"Boom..."

With a loud noise, a mountain was smashed into pieces by a palm print from the black-clothed youth, and rocks flew through the air, smoke and dust filled the sky, and Bai Fan dodged one after another.

He was going to use some magical power of the Buddhist sect, but before he could activate it, the golden Buddha light radiating from his body was actually dispersed by the black-clothed youth's palm.

This scene fell into Mo Yang's eyes, and Mo Yang was also very surprised. This black-clothed man was much stronger than the ordinary fifth-level Tiansheng Realm strongman. Even among the ancient races, the fifth-level Tiansheng Realm definitely did not have such combat power.

In the cultivation world, Bai Fan has always been regarded as one of the most mysterious Tianjiao, because no one knows his true fighting power, and he is rarely seen in action. Even Mo Yang is not good at guessing Bai Fan's fighting power, even though the two had a big fight.

"Who are you?" Bai Fan's body flew back and forth, landing on a green mountain more than a hundred feet away, and asked the black-clothed youth coldly.

It can be seen that Bai Fan was angry at this time, otherwise he would not be like this with his personality.

"You don't need to know who I am. I originally wanted to fight with you. Since we met today, it's better to do it today. Don't worry, I won't kill you!" The black-clothed youth said.

He then added: "But if you use your real ability, the cultivation world says that you are one of the most mysterious Tianjiao on the continent. What's more, as a Buddhist Tianjiao, you can't just have these useless means!"

Although the black-clothed youth's face did not show any changes, but everyone could hear the mockery in his words.

Hearing this, the four-legged dragon did not react, and watched the battle silently with an expressionless face, while Er Gouzi could not sit still and cursed in a low voice: "Fuck, so arrogant, what kind of power is this kid from?"

Mo Yang frowned. He had heard the Saint of Yao Chi mention several ancient great powers in the Yao Chi Holy Land before, but he did not know about those ancient forces, and could not judge the origin of this young man.

"This person not only has extraordinary cultivation methods, but also has a much stronger physique than other Tianjiaos of the same realm. This is somewhat similar to the Xuanyuan family in the East Region!" Mo Yang whispered to himself.

Each of the several ancient great powers mentioned by the Saint of Yao Chi was very old, because the time between them was too long, and most of the former Saints of Yao Chi were in seclusion in the Yao Chi Holy Land, and did not know much about the great powers at that time, only knowing that those sects were very strong.

Bai Fan stood with his hands behind his back. The wine gourd on his waist had been shattered in half, but his face was calm at this time. He looked at the young man in black and said, "It is recorded in ancient books that ten thousand years ago, there was a hidden place in Xuantian Continent. A strong man founded a sect there, called the Hidden God Temple. It is said that the man had refined the blood of several ancient beasts. His physique is comparable to the ancient beasts in the legend, and it can continue with the bloodline!"

Hearing Bai Fan's words, the young man in black still had a calm face, but a trace of subtle surprise flashed in his eyes.

He did not respond, but said, "I said, you don't need to know who I am. Today you have to fight or not!"

As he said this, he suddenly made a move, took a step forward, and instantly moved forward dozens of feet, and then suddenly punched Bai Fan in the air.

A strong blood wave instantly spread out, and his fist was wrapped in a layer of khaki light, which looked like armor at first glance.

Seeing this scene, Bai Fan stopped talking, but stood with his eyes closed, clasped his hands together, and then slowly extended his right hand.

A golden divine light suddenly appeared, and in an instant, the area within a few miles was illuminated with a golden glow. It seemed that there was a Zen chant, as if countless old monks were chanting scriptures. At first, it seemed a little ethereal, but in a flash, it was like a drum, rumbling, and the grand sound rang out in all directions.

A huge golden palm print condensed in front of Bai Fan, and it was printed forward with the movement of his palm.