Ancient Gods

Mo Yang looked at the direction Xu Mogu was leaving and sighed softly. This person's cultivation was too strong. He wanted to find a chance to see if he could take this old guy from the Void Palace into the Star King Tower. But he actually let it run away.

The amount of God and Demon Drunk used this time was extremely large, and Xu Mogu's ability to last until now is enough to show his strong cultivation.

"The old guy from Xudian couldn't kill him. When he gets rid of the power of God and Demon Drunk, he will definitely attack me again. The cultivation level at the peak of Dao Realm is really a big trouble..."

Mo Yang whispered to himself, and then looked not far away.

There, an old woman had completely fallen into madness. She was holding a cane in one hand, and like a bloodthirsty maniac, she was attacking crazily, and several people had been mercilessly killed by him.

"Damn old woman, I have no grievances against you, but you are the one who makes the most trouble. Feel the power of the gods and demons. Let's see how you die..."

Mo Yang glanced at it, and then withdrew his gaze. The consciousness of the old men who had been drunk by gods and demons before, and the few who had not left were completely confused. He could predict the outcome of these people without him taking action.

The power of the drunken gods and demons can only be resolved by the reconciliation of yin and yang. These people fall into madness and crazy stimulating power will only cause the power of the drunken gods and demons to spread rapidly. If they are not resolved, they will eventually explode and die. ending.

Although there was chaos all around, many cultivators retreated into the distance in panic, but some cultivators were still standing in place.

There were countless cultivators from the older generation who came to fight for Mo Yang's blood today. Only some of them took action just now, and a large part of them were watching indifferently.

In fact, everyone knows that whoever can survive to the end will be the biggest winner.

But now that they saw the chaos at the scene, some veteran cultivators couldn't sit still.

"What a great opportunity. If you don't take action now, wait until later!" An old man with white hair and beard shouted lowly.

Then he took action directly. With a wave of his hand, a picture flew out and unfolded itself above Ziyun Peak. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a beautiful mountain and river floating above Ziyun Peak. You could even see the mist on the picture. The mist is filled with mountains and rivers, decorated with the sun, moon and stars...

"This is a picture of Xiaoyao. I didn't expect that people from Xiaoyao Sect are also here. Aren't they abide by the world of mortals? They actually come to this muddy water!"

"Xiaoyao Sect has not recruited disciples for too many years. I thought they had completely declined. Who is this person? He actually brought all the treasures of Xiaoyao Sect!"

"Xiaoyao Tian Gong practiced by Xiaoyao Sect is a skill to maintain appearance. It is said that their appearance will not be too old until they die of old age. Although this person's appearance does not seem that old, I am afraid that he is already frighteningly old. …”

"It can't be that Xiaoyaozi who is said to have been hidden in the world for more than a hundred years!"

Amidst the many discussions, Mo Yang was also frightened. He raised his head and looked up into the sky. It was like there was a real mountain and river floating in the sky. He could clearly see the mountains and rivers in it, surrounded by mist, and there was a hint of mist. A sense of mystery.

"Xiaoyao Sect...is it also a mysterious sect? I've never heard of it before...but this looks like a treasure map!" Mo Yang said coldly.

After Mo Yang finished speaking, he actually took the initiative, and the true energy in his body circulated crazily, urging the gods and demons to activate the Nine Transformations instantly, and punched high into the sky with a fierce punch.

"Ignorant child, this is the most precious treasure of my Xiaoyao Sect. It has been passed down to more than ten sect masters for thousands of years. It has not been damaged at all for thousands of years. Even you want to shake it!" The old man with white beard and hair saw Mo Yang's actions and said Just taunt him directly.

"Old guy, even if it is a treasure, how will you know if you don't try? Just like you came here today, you must have come to steal my battle blood. If you don't come, how will you know how you died miserably!"

Mo Yang didn't stop, and started laughing. His fist was covered with a layer of enchanting blood-colored brilliance, and he flew up into the air and blasted towards Xiaoyao Tu.

"open!"

The old man from Xiaoyaomen shouted coldly, raised his hand, and the Tao map shook. The mountains and rivers inside lit up, and the whole body was glowing. Then a beam of light suddenly shot out from the Tao map. .

Mo Yang's force was still several meters away from the Dao map, and then it collided with the beam of light. The bloody fist mark was instantly defeated, and then the beam of light shot down...

Mo Yang hurriedly unfolded the spiritual palace vision, and at the same time raised his hand to move, and instantly carved out a line of imperial inscriptions and rushed forward.

The falling light beam was blocked for a moment, and finally dispersed the imperial text. However, when the light beam landed on Mo Yang's spiritual palace vision, it did not blast the vision away, and slowly dispersed.

The old woman used a mini-sword that had been cultivated for countless years to pierce through several imperial texts one after another. It was not that the imperial texts were not strong, but that the small sword was indeed extraordinary, and the old woman took action with anger, using some secret technique. The force of the small sword surged when it was activated, and that scene occurred.

The old man didn't seem surprised, his face didn't change at all, and he moved his hands to continue.

But at this moment, a copper bell swooped down from the sky, vibrated slightly above the Dao map, and emitted a harsh sound wave, interrupting the old man's move.

"Xiaoyaozi, you want to take the opportunity to monopolize it, isn't that inappropriate!" A sneer came next, and a figure slowly fell down and stood on the bronze bell.

Mo Yang removed the strange phenomenon in the spiritual palace. He raised his head and looked up into the sky. He stared at the figure on the bronze bell for a moment and sighed in his heart. Another old guy came. The aura exuding from this person was also abnormal. fear.

Although these old antiques are still in the Dao Entry Realm, they have already walked a long way on this road to the Dao Entry Realm. Whether it is the Dao Entry Heaven Realm or the Dao Entry Human Realm, none of them is easy to deal with.

"It's you. Isn't your Shenyin Pavilion going to close the sect for a hundred years?" Seeing the figure standing on the bronze bell, Xiaoyaozi's face changed slightly, revealing a trace of solemnity, and spoke in a deep voice.

"The opportunity is rare, how can we miss it!" The strong man of Shenyin Pavilion laughed loudly. Although he was an old man, his voice was very loud and there was no trace of oldness.

The man then looked down, looked down at Mo Yang, and said: "Today I come to give you a chance to live. Join my Shenyin Pavilion, I can spare your life!"

Mo Yang's mouth had a sneer, and he said: "Is there a second way?"

"Yes, if you disobey me, you will die!" The eyes of the strong man of Shenyin Pavilion instantly became fiery, staring at Mo Yang, and said this lightly.

"Die? I, Mo Yang, have never died before. How about you die first and see?" Mo Yang sneered.

Without waiting for the man to speak, Mo Yang continued, "If you don't want to die, I can help you!"