Ancient Gods

The strong man of Shenyin Pavilion performed a secret technique, which was known as killing demons and killing gods. All the cultivators who knew this secret technique were not calm at this time.

Because this secret technique had a great reputation, the strong man of Shenyin Pavilion used this secret technique to kill many strong men of the same realm in a row. More than a hundred years ago, people were terrified.

But Mo Yang not only did not die, but also did not seem to be seriously injured. Although his body was blown up, the amazing blood and qi fluctuations at this time explained everything.

In the dazzling golden light, Mo Yang's body was like reborn from the fire, and he was reshaped in the blink of an eye.

"You have actually dabbled in space Taoism!" The strong man of Shenyin Pavilion spoke, and his tone was shocked.

He had heard the rumors, but he didn't believe it at all, because Mo Yang's cultivation was too weak, let alone space Taoism, even other laws of heaven and earth could not be touched.

The so-called Dao Realm means that only after reaching the Dao Realm can one have the opportunity to touch the laws of heaven and earth, but even the strongest at the peak of the Dao Realm can only touch the superficial aspects of the laws of heaven and earth.

The strong man from the Hidden God Pavilion saw clearly that the reason why Mo Yang was not seriously injured was because Mo Yang had just condensed a spatial force to dissipate most of the attack power.

"Old thing, even if you have lived for thousands of years, you are just a frog in the well. How can you know the vastness of the Milky Way? Although my cultivation is low, my means are beyond your imagination!" Mo Yang said coldly.

He was surrounded by light, and even his hair was dyed golden. As soon as he finished speaking, he shouted again: "Killing array, open it for me!"

The ancient chessboard appeared in Mo Yang's hand, and then the chessboard array quickly unfolded, and array patterns spread out, with Mo Yang as the center, spreading to the surroundings.

The strong man from the Hidden God Pavilion instinctively wanted to retreat, but after taking a few steps back, he stopped again, staring coldly at the ancient chessboard in front of Mo Yang.

"I heard that this ancient chessboard is very strange, and it showed its amazing power not long ago. I want to see what is so extraordinary about a chessboard!" He said coldly.

Not long ago in the Imperial City, Mo Yang killed several Jiang family strongmen with the chessboard formation, but there was also news that the chessboard formation was broken by the Duan family's Tianjiao Duan Chenxiang.

This is also one of the reasons why the strong man from the Hidden God Pavilion hesitated, and secondly, he had enough confidence in his cultivation.

Seeing that the strong man from the Hidden God Pavilion did not retreat, Mo Yang was relieved. If it was just his own power to drive the ancient chessboard, it would be difficult to kill a Dao Realm strongman, or even impossible, but with the Emperor's blood, everything would be different.

All this was in Mo Yang's plan, and he had already figured it out.

The formation was in operation, and immediately there was a murderous intent inside. One after another, killing lights appeared out of thin air and slashed towards the strong man of Shenyin Pavilion.

However, the strong man of Shenyin Pavilion seemed to disdain to avoid it. He stood there with his hands behind his back, allowing the killing lights to slash towards him.

However, the scene was also amazing. Even if the opponent did not fight back, the killing lights that were slashed could not get close to him. They were blocked by an invisible force three inches away, just like slashing on a copper wall and iron wall, making a series of clanging sounds.

"Hmph!"

The strong man of Shenyin Pavilion snorted coldly. He took a step forward suddenly, and the killing lights flying around him instantly shattered. The entire chessboard formation trembled and almost collapsed.

"Such a useless formation, you still want to trap me, ant, you are really naive!"

Faced with such mocking words from Shenyin Pavilion, Mo Yang remained calm, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He turned his palm, and a white jade bottle appeared in his palm.

This was all prepared by him in advance. There was exactly one drop of Emperor's blood in it, not more, not less.

"Don't worry, I will satisfy you!"

Mo Yang smiled, and then shook slightly. The white jade bottle in his palm shattered, and a drop of blood floated there, like a blood diamond, with a strange luster.

As Mo Yang raised his hand and waved, the drop of blood fell on the ancient chessboard.

Seeing this scene, many old cultivators felt bad, and many cultivators not far from the chessboard formation retreated.

Because Mo Yang had just used this method not long ago, the blood bead as bright as glass seemed to be the blood of the great emperor.

Although it is unknown where Mo Yang got it from, judging from the aura, it seems to be the blood of the emperor.

After the battle in the Imperial City, the cultivation world was still in an uproar.

"Boom..."

As the blood beads were absorbed by the ancient chessboard, the chessboard formation changed dramatically. The whole formation seemed to have changed the world, and immediately revealed a terrifying murderous intent.

This formation seemed to be led by an almighty master, and its power was reborn in the blink of an eye.

Many cultivators around couldn't help but change color. As expected, as the rumors said, the terrifying murderous aura actually penetrated the chessboard formation and went in all directions.

At this moment, those old antiques felt cold sweat on their backs, as if they were stared at by a bloodthirsty demon.

And the strong man of the Shenyin Pavilion in the formation was also not calm. When the murderous aura surged, he felt something was wrong and suddenly took action, trying to tear the formation apart and get out.

But the killing formation at this time was different from before. Before, he could shake it with a lift of his hand, but now he punched with all his strength, and the formation didn't move at all.

"Break it!" He let out a low shout, took out the bronze bell from before, and blasted it directly towards the chessboard formation.

"Dang..."

The sound wave exploded, but the power was not as strong as before. After the bronze bell was damaged, its power also weakened a lot.

"Puff..."

The face of the strong man from the Hidden God Pavilion was extremely gloomy, and he wanted to continue to attack, but as soon as he raised his hand, the arm broke without warning.

"Ah..."

He roared, and his body retreated suddenly. His face was full of shock and anger, but before he could come back to his senses, his face changed again, and he raised his head and looked up. There was a huge blood-colored palm condensed there, slowly falling down.

Many cultivators in the distance were shocked, and those old antiques were completely uncalm. The breath emanating from the formation alone was creepy, not to mention being in the formation.

The strong man from the Hidden God Pavilion attacked frantically at this time, pushing the power around him to the extreme, trying to shatter the blood-colored palm, but it was of no use at all.

The hand slowly fell, and the bronze bell made another cracking sound, followed by another crack, and then the second, the third...

"Boom..."

In just a moment, the bronze bell with cracks all over it suddenly shattered. It didn't look like a treasure at all, but like paper.

But everything didn't stop. The hand pressed down, and the strong man from the Hidden God Pavilion tried his best to stop it. He roared in anger, and his palm and fist prints hit it one after another, but it couldn't change anything at all.

"Puff..."

After a few breaths, the bloody hand pressed down, and the body of the strong man from the Hidden God Pavilion suddenly exploded, without any resistance...