Ancient Gods

From the words of the two star domain king-level masters, Mo Yang has already seen that these two masters showed up here, even disregarding their status and using despicable means to intervene in the war, not to retaliate against him.

The other party wanted the secret hidden in him, and all this was related to the inheritance of the star master.

Mo Yang looked up at the huge light palm that covered the sky and the earth and pressed down, crushing the void, and everything seemed to be crushed by this palm.

The light on the emperor-level armor flowed, and the overwhelming pressure that poured down was resolved and blocked outside the armor, but Mo Yang still felt a chill on his back.

Such power is too terrifying.

He merged with the star master's battle bone, and his combat power soared a lot. The power he hit with all his strength has even exceeded the scope of the immortal realm. However, compared with the opponent's attack, it is still a world of difference.

"If it was a good emperor's armor, it might be able to protect you for a while longer, but this armor has been damaged for a long time, and it may not be able to block my full-strength attack!" The huge sound wave was like a thunderous roar, reaching Mo Yang's ears.

Mo Yang had no doubt about this sentence. This armor had indeed been damaged a long time ago, especially in the Six Dao Diagram, the emperor-level Dao pattern on the armor had been partially erased.

After all, these two king-level powerhouses of the Heavenly Dao Spirit were not ordinary tenth-level masters at all. Mo Yang guessed that they might have reached the peak of the tenth level.

Because the star master who helped him once said that in each layer of the star field, there are nine kings who are second only to the star master.

To be second only to the star master, you must be at least at the peak of the tenth level!

Of course, this is just Mo Yang's guess, because he can't judge the other party's true cultivation level at all.

"Om..."

As the palm of light continued to fall, the void above Mo Yang's head silently shattered, as if it was about to turn into nothingness, and the part of Mo Yang's emperor-level armor that was still intact did not change much, but the part where the emperor-level Dao pattern was erased began to crack.

What the other party said was indeed correct, and Mo Yang's face was extremely solemn. He knew that he could not wait any longer, and he could not pin all his hopes on this armor.

He suddenly attacked, and the power in his body was much more abundant at this time because of the fusion of the emperor-level battle bone, but not much.

He attacked again and again, and one after another, the emperor's text went up against the air to block the falling palm of light.

But this attack was indeed much more terrifying than the previous one. The emperor's text actually collapsed silently, one, two, three, four...

And the falling palm was not hindered at all.

Mo Yang looked inward at his Dantian. The pool of star power had already reached the bottom. Some of it was dispersed into his body, nourishing the star master skeleton that had been integrated into his body, and the remaining could only support him to chop two or three swords at most.

The key is, when the power is completely exhausted, how will he face these two terrible strong men.

The terrifying power poured down continuously, and Mo Yang's body was shaking in the terrifying air wave. The boundless pressure fell on Mo Yang. At this time, even with the emperor-level war bones, he felt that he would be shaken down at any time.

And if he resisted this light palm, the armor might be damaged again. After all, those parts that were erased by the emperor-level Dao pattern should not be able to withstand it. The emperor-level war bones in his body should be able to withstand it, but he definitely can't.

The closer the light palm is, the more terrible the boundless pressure is. Mo Yang gritted his teeth and mobilized the remaining little star power. He swung the ancient sword in his hand and slashed it violently. In an instant, three sword lights went up against the sky.

"Boom boom..."

The boundless air wave dissipated, and the sword light was indeed powerful, leaving three cuts on the palm of light, but the palm of light was just a little dim, that's all, and it was still unhindered and pressed down silently.

The star source power in Mo Yang's body had been completely exhausted. Even though he still had a lot of unrefined star source stones and star source essence on his body, it was too late to replenish it at this time.

"In this case, let's fight to the death!" Mo Yang roared, swung the ancient sword, and then jumped up, slashing at the palm of light with all his strength.

But everything was more terrible than he imagined. Before his body rushed to the palm of light, and before the ancient sword he swung fell on the palm of light, the emperor-level battle armor on his body broke open.

The Dao pattern there was erased in the six-path diagram, and it began to crack before, and now it broke open directly.

Even though it was just a gap, the pressure instantly penetrated the armor and fell on Mo Yang. At this time, the palm of light finally fell. Mo Yang's body seemed to be supported by dozens of huge peaks, and then the flesh and blood broke directly.

The Star Lord's battle bones were indeed intact, but Mo Yang's body was directly shattered in the armor, and the golden blood beads even overflowed through the armor.

Fortunately, only a small piece of the emperor-level armor collapsed, and most of the pressure was blocked outside the armor, otherwise Mo Yang's shattered body would probably be instantly rubbed into ashes.

The one who made the move was always the king-level strongman of the Spirit of Heaven, while the other stood silently in the sky, watching all this indifferently.

Looking at Mo Yang's body shattered in the armor, a trace of doubt appeared on the face covered by the light.

They all believed that there were too many secrets hidden in Mo Yang, and Mo Yang had other means, but even if Mo Yang was directly crushed at this time, there was no abnormality in Mo Yang's body.

Of course, the appearance of this Star Lord Battle Bone was not what they expected.

"Did you see anything?" The King-level expert who made the move looked at the other one and asked.

"It seems to be the limit!" After a few breaths, the other King-level expert responded.

The king-level warrior who made the move said in a cold voice: "The ninth-level star master is related to the entire star field. No matter what, with the things on him, he is an uncertain factor. Since we can't see anything, we might as well destroy him directly."

"Even if we guessed wrong, it's just an ant, so just destroy it."

The king-level warrior who was watching the battle was silent and did not respond, as if he agreed.

"Boom..."

The warrior who just made the move slowly raised his hand and pressed it again. The night sky was turbulent, and a beam of light fell from the deep space, like a lightning of the nine heavens, and fell into the air in an instant.

This seemed to be a terrible method, far beyond the two light palms just now.

The opponent made such a move, and it seemed that he had enough confidence to directly destroy Mo Yang who was shattered in the armor.

On a mountaintop tens of thousands of miles away, an old man stood silently with his hands behind his back. A picture appeared in the void in front of him, watching the beam of light falling from the deep space and about to fall on Mo Yang.

But his face was calm, without any fluctuations.

At the moment when the beam of light fell on the armor, a ray of light suddenly appeared there, like a pair of wings of light that enveloped the armor.