Ancient Gods

Mo Yang seemed to be a little crazy at this time, his eyes became blood red, and then he said: "Today, I will put my words here, not only your Taixu Mountain, but other ancient races and ancient lands, it doesn't matter if they attack me, but if you dare Anyone who dares to touch me will be killed by me!”

"Once upon a time, the Great Emperor of the Human Race could seal you away for endless years. Now, do you really think that since the Great Emperor of the Human Race is gone, you can run rampant and tyrannical on this continent? If I am forced to have no way out, we may all end up together!"

After Mo Yang finished speaking, the old man at the seventh level of the Immortal Realm was about to taunt, but a piece of blood-stained cloth flew out from somewhere and flew directly towards him.

The moment he saw the piece of cloth, the old man's face changed drastically. He didn't have time to say anything.

He saw the previous scene clearly. The cloth was stained with the battle blood of an emperor-level warrior. The murderous intention was too serious. Moreover, it was not the ordinary murderous intention that the world said, but an emperor-level murderous intention. He was not an Immortal Realm cultivator at all. bearable.

If he was knocked down, he could not think of any other result other than death.

But he tried his best to avoid it, but it seemed that he couldn't get rid of the piece of cloth, and his body moved too slowly. Even if he burned his soul power at all costs, he still couldn't resist the restraint of power in this formation.

He clearly knew that the result would be death, but he was still afraid. The blood stains on it were bright red, just like the blood that had just flowed out of the body, and there was an indescribable feeling of monster.

"Ah... ant, take this damn cloth back quickly!"

Seeing the cloth approaching, the old man yelled in horror. The smell on it made his hair stand on end instantly, and his whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body became cold.

But everything was useless, no matter how scared he was, the shroud still fell on him, covering his whole body.

Mo Yang stood there with red eyes, looking at the old man in the shroud who seemed to be struggling desperately, and the horrified roar was still coming out.

But all this was short-lived. In just a moment, the movement inside suddenly stopped, and the frightened roar also disappeared.

Mo Yang walked over step by step, and with a thought in his mind, he activated the Star Emperor Tower to take away the shroud.

He then turned to look at the only remaining fifth-level immortal realm old man. As for the situation under the shroud, he didn't even take a look.

"Only you are left!" Mo Yang stared at the pale old man and said.

Mo Yang's words made the old man tremble all over. He had been crushed several times by the power of the formation before, and now he had very little fighting power left.

If he were placed outside, he wouldn't be afraid of anything. He still had the confidence to fight, but he was trapped in this weird formation and was restrained everywhere.

Moreover, he had just witnessed the death of several other old men who were traveling with him one by one, and all ended up with no bones left. The remaining confidence in his heart had been silently destroyed when he faced Mo Yang's eyes.

"I didn't expect that this trip would fall into the hands of a human ant, but you won't live long. If you kill me, the genius of the royal family of Taixu Mountain, not only you, but all the people will be implicated because of you!"

He stared at Mo Yang and said word by word: "This will be a disaster for all human beings!"

"Old guy, are these your last words? Well, you can go and die!" Mo Yang said coldly.

Then he moved his hands to evolve the emperor's inscriptions, and beams of light fell down from the entire formation, and the old man's body was torn to pieces in the blink of an eye.

Without saying a word, Mo Yang turned around and left the dragon-locking formation, then raised his hand and put the nine dragon-locking pillars directly into the Star Emperor Tower.

A few miles away, the four-legged divine dragon just stopped and stood up. It was not surprised to see Mo Yang raising his hand to take away the dragon-locking pillar.

"Boy, some of the people watching the battle in the distance don't seem to be very friendly to you. Why don't you kill them all together!" The four-legged dragon looked into the distance and specifically stared at Lu Xiaotong in the crowd.

Mo Yang looked silently, and he vaguely felt some hidden murderous intent, but he didn't pay attention. He shook his head and said, "Let's go, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time!"

Then, under the gaze of countless eyes, Mo Yang took out the ancient chessboard, activated the teleportation array and left with the four-legged dragon.

Watching Mo Yang and the others enter the teleportation portal and disappear, there was a burst of discussion in the distance.

The land was riddled with holes. The battlefield spread over dozens of miles in radius. The mountains that had once been there were completely flattened. Even the powerful men in the crowd found it unbelievable. If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine such a terrible thing. The traces of the battlefield were left by a genius of the human race.

"It's unbelievable, it's unbelievable... so many powerful men from the ancient races were all killed here..." someone sighed repeatedly.

"It's really amazing, but I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. He has been in the limelight, but if it arouses the anger of the ancient clans, all the clans will probably be implicated!" The genius of an unknown force said.

There were also some enthusiastic young people who shouted Mo Yang's name: "That's how it should be. These grandsons of the ancient race don't regard the lives of human beings as their own and slaughter them at will. This is retribution. Mo Yang is worthy of being the genius of our human race. Well done!"

"Yes, although the world says he is a lunatic, it is still better than those people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. The ancient race has already ridden on the human race and pissed on it. They want to recognize the ancient race as their father!"

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For a moment, the crowd of onlookers was in confusion. Some geniuses seemed to be angered by the words of those enthusiastic young people, and actually took action directly, causing a cry of exclamation.

Somewhere in the Central Region, Mo Yang and the Four-legged Dragon walked out of the teleportation portal. The Four-legged Dragon said to Mo Yang: "Boy, this battle has completely broken the window paper. Are you ready?"

Mo Yang did not speak. He had completely regained his calm at this time. He said: "Let's go to the Yaochi Holy Land first!"

Now, as the Four-legged Dragon said, this battle is equivalent to him declaring war on Taixu Mountain in the ancient race. It will definitely not be calm next time, and he will only face more terrifying strongmen.

Mo Yang is not worried about himself, but just wants to inform the forces related to him of the news so that they can prepare in advance.

After all, the style of the ancient race is often not up to the standard. Mo Yang is worried that Taixu Mountain will take action against people related to him.

The Four-legged Dragon glanced at Mo Yang and said: "Don't worry, I said before that even if you go to Taixu Mountain to make a fuss, I will accompany you to go!"