Ancient Gods

That night, the Imperial City was very peaceful, but in a mountain range more than fifty miles away from the Imperial City, a war quietly broke out.

As Mo Yang expected, without Yujue to cover his aura, and because he deliberately released his aura, someone soon discovered his whereabouts.

I just don’t know if they are people from the Imperial City.

These are several killers who specialize in killing, and their killing methods are still superior to the Jiang family's divine guards.

Although there were only three people and they had never entered the Taoist realm, they were mysterious and elusive. Even when Mo Yang used all his strength to sense the movement of his mind, he could not completely lock the three people's movement trajectories.

The four-legged divine dragon had already secretly retreated into the distance. Mo Yang had said before that if it was not allowed to take action, it would not be exposed on its own. Secondly, for cultivators of this level, it seemed that it could kill a cultivator even if it sneezed. Interested in intervening.

Don't even bother to look at it.

Naturally, it is not worried about Mo Yang's life or death. After all, in its view, Mo Yang is really a bit mysterious. This kind of person seems to have nothing to do with the word death.

Listening to the constant collisions from behind and feeling the strong murderous intent approaching, the four-legged dragon felt extremely bored and couldn't understand why Mo Yang was interested in such a thing.

Not to mention these few killers who are involved in killing but are not at all popular, even those so-called powerful families can be wiped out with a slap in front of the emperor.

About a moment after burning the incense, a killer was approached by Mo Yang, and his head was shattered with a punch from Mo Yang. Then he was torn in half by Mo Yang, and a scalp-numbing roar was heard in the air. There were screams and large amounts of blood spilled down.

"In the past, it would have been a headache to deal with you. Not to mention you, the so-called divine guards of the Jiang family were also very troubled. But now, even if your cultivation level is two levels higher, I can still kill you!"

After saying that, Mo Yang mobilized all his strength, raised his hand and grabbed a sharp sword that was stabbed in the dark. His palm suddenly tightened, and with a crisp sound, the great holy weapon was pinched by Mo Yang. broken.

The killer whose head was shattered just now had reshaped his body. Just as he was about to avoid it, Mo Yang raised his hand and transformed into a huge light palm to grab him, and then held him tightly.

"puff……"

Before he could even scream, the body of the killer of the sixth level of the Heavenly Saint Realm collapsed again, and Mo Yang glanced coldly into the dark night, then raised his hand and swiped, an imperial inscription appeared instantly, and suddenly The pressure fell down, covering the man's shattered flesh and blood.

There were bursts of shrill roars from inside, but soon, in just a few breaths, the imperial text dispersed, and the shattered flesh and blood was completely wiped out.

The four-legged dragon, who had been bored before, immediately changed his expression after seeing the imperial inscriptions carved by Mo Yang. In addition to shock, there was also a bit of anger and a bit of doubt in his eyes.

It has seen this imperial text, and although Mo Yang has just started to portray it and has not yet understood the essence, it can recognize it.

Isn't this that person's unique skill?

How come Mo Yang can do it too?

Just watching Mo Yang's figure flash and transform into a clone to chase another black-clothed killer who wanted to escape, it could only endure it and did not speak.

A few miles away, the four-legged dragon looked dumbfounded. Mo Yang actually took out a rusty hammer and smashed a black-clothed killer into a piece of flesh with one hammer.

Then, like flowing water, Mo Yang picked up the creation furnace that he had taken out at some point and took in the flesh and blood. After a set of alchemy techniques, only a piece of ashes fell down from the inverted creation furnace.

When the four-legged dragon saw this scene, he felt chills all over his body and couldn't help but shrink his neck.

It could see that it was definitely a cruel act to torture its ancestor before. The set of actions just now were extremely skillful and there was no stagnation at all. Mo Yang had definitely done this kind of thing in the past.

However, Mo Yang did not kill the third killer, but an avatar chased after him, broke the man's body into pieces twice, and then allowed the man to escape, without Mo Yang's body pursuing him.

Two of the three killers at the sixth level of the Heavenly Saint Realm died in just one stick of incense. If Mo Yang was determined to kill him, the third one would never be able to escape.

And looking at Mo Yang's current cultivation level, he is at the peak of the Great Sage Realm...

Although the four-legged dragon has seen many geniuses, he was still a little surprised at this time.

Mo Yang flew down calmly next to the four-legged dragon. His robe was torn several times by the sword, but his whole body was intact.

"Boy, why don't you chase me?" Shenlong asked doubtfully.

"If someone goes back alive to report the news, the fish will come faster than us just waiting here!" Mo Yang adjusted his robes to himself.

There was naturally a reason why he won so quickly. Mo Yang himself didn't know how many sword lights his strong body had withstood.

With his current body and bones, if he fights at close range, he can compete with the strong men in the early stages of entering the Dao realm.

The four-legged dragon kept staring at Mo Yang. After seeing Mo Yang tidying up his robe, it asked: "Boy, what is your connection with the person who suppressed me?"

Mo Yang frowned, but after thinking about it, he understood.

The four-legged reptile probably recognized the imperial script he had cast before, so he asked him this question.

"It has no connection!" Mo Yang said casually, and then sat down aside.

The four-legged divine dragon looked a little unkind at this time, stared at Mo Yang and said: "The emperor-level powerhouse is definitely incomparable to ordinary people. Even if only one and a half moves fall into your hands, there is also cause and effect involved. You think I am three years old." Child?"

Mo Yang frowned, glanced at Si Jiao, and said, "I don't know him, but there must be a cause and effect. I also want to know who he is!"

The dragon cursed after hearing this, and said, "He is a beast in human form!"

Mo Yang was speechless, but he could understand. This guy is an ancient dragon, and he was inexplicably shattered by a palm, not to mention that he was suppressed for so many years. If he were a pig, he would probably have resentment.

Mo Yang thought for a moment, looked at the four-legged dragon and said, "I heard that the ancient emperors were all powerful and mighty, and many powerful people were even very taboo about their names and didn't want to mention them. You ask so frequently, aren't you afraid that he is still alive and will come when he comes?"

The dragon was not worried at all, and snorted coldly, "Boy, I told you before that the man won't live too long. He has more enemies than you. Now I'm afraid his grave has been dug up several times. I don't know if it's my turn to dig it up again."

After cursing, the four-legged dragon seemed to be in a better mood.

It said to Mo Yang, "Boy, your emperor's writing is too clumsy, it's just a form, and it's not as good as my fart. I've seen that humanoid beast take action, and even people of the same realm can't stand him!"