Ancient Gods

Although with Mo Yang's current combat power, it would not be difficult to wipe out Xuan Ze even without using the imperial text, but the key is time.

Surrounded by four imperial texts, there is a destructive force growing inside, and Xuan Ze's life force is rapidly weakening.

"Ah..."

The angry roar directly penetrated the two formations and spread out, and Xuan Yu's face changed repeatedly.

He made a full-strength move, and the ancient scroll slowly pressed down, watching the formation patterns of the chessboard formation dim one after another. After a few breaths, with a wave sweeping out, the chessboard formation was finally destroyed.

However, the waves that collapsed from the formation were also extremely terrifying, and Xuan Yu was directly blown away, and even the ancient scroll was shaken violently, almost out of Xuan Yu's control.

Mo Yang stood there, and at the moment when the chessboard formation collapsed, he gathered all his strength and slapped the imperial text with a palm, directly dispersing the remaining flesh and blood and Xuan Ze's soul power.

As Xuan Ze's life force completely dissipated, the ancient bell that was blasted away by Mo Yang before was full of luster and then fell from midair.

Xuan Yu just stabilized his body, and then he was stunned. He didn't expect it to be so fast. In just a few breaths, a royal family prodigy fell like this.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't even dare to believe that the prodigy of the human race would be so strong.

Before he could come back to his senses, Mo Yang's figure flashed away and stood in the distance looking at him, and then spit out a sentence: "Okay, it's your turn!"

Looking at the cruel smile on Mo Yang's mouth, Xuan Yu felt a chill on his back.

But at this time, he couldn't think too much. He looked into the distance, and the figures of the six strong men were not visible at all. There was a piece of divine light floating there, trapped in the unknown formation, and it seemed that they couldn't get out in a short time.

Now he can only rely on himself, but he has always been conceited, but at this time he didn't have the slightest confidence in his heart.

He was not sure if he could defeat this human, even if he had some killer weapons and means to save his life, but Xuan Ze also had means to save his life, but he had no time to use them.

"I can't let my mind get confused. If my mind gets confused, I will really lose..." He murmured, then silently closed his eyes, and opened them again after a moment.

"He fell because he was careless, but I won't!" Xuan Yu opened his eyes and looked at Mo Yang and spoke calmly.

His face was calm, but the murderous intent in his eyes was very strong. Today's ending had already exceeded his expectations. He thought that with their strength, they would be able to sweep away any major force on the continent, but the result...

"Mo Yang, you can't beat me, I will kill you!" He then said this sentence again.

Mo Yang stood there, raised his eyebrows slightly, just sneered, and said: "Really?"

After the words fell, Mo Yang moved, and his figure disappeared as if out of thin air, and when he reappeared, he was already dozens of meters in front of Xuan Yu.

"Boom..."

Xuan Yu's face was solemn, and he suddenly urged the ancient scroll. The scroll shook slightly and flew over his head.

"This scroll is good, but it's a pity that I can't use it, otherwise I would definitely not be willing to destroy it!" Mo Yang retreated silently and stood outside the scroll and spoke.

Mo Yang didn't dare to easily take the treasure of the ancient race for his own use, especially this kind of thing related to the strongest.

However, after Mo Yang carefully sensed it, he found that although the ancient characters on the scroll were left by the strong, they didn't seem to be left by the real emperor-level strong, and seemed to be a little worse.

Hearing Mo Yang's words, Xuan Yu's eyes flashed with a strange color, and his face became more cautious.

At this point, although he forced himself to stabilize his state of mind, he also knew in his heart that this human named Mo Yang was difficult to deal with.

To be precise, the other party was not a human, but a human shell, but with the blood of the ancient gods, because he had heard a lot about Mo Yang.

Before today, the only thing he cared about was the tower on Mo Yang's body, but now, he knows that Mo Yang's own cultivation is not consistent with the rumors at all. Mo Yang is much stronger than the rumors, and his combat power is even more unpredictable.

Xuan Yu stared at Mo Yang silently, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Above his head, the ancient scroll was silently suspended, the ancient characters on it were very clear, and there was a divine light flowing throughout the body, revealing a creepy and unparalleled aura.

At this time, Mo Yang did not dare to rush into the coverage of the ancient scroll. Even if he stood outside the ancient scroll, the palpitations in his heart were difficult to suppress.

Xuan Yu closed his eyes for a moment, he seemed to be silently adjusting his own state, and then his hands slowly moved in front of him, as if he was making a seal, and a wisp of lines emerged between his hands.

Mo Yang frowned, and the Qi in his Dantian was also running at a high speed. He was thinking about how to break the ancient scroll, because now the ancient scroll was regarded as a shelter by Xuan Yu. As long as Xuan Yu did not get out of the cover of the ancient scroll, it was almost impossible to kill him.

"Boom..."

At this moment, a terrifying murderous intent suddenly came out, and Mo Yang's face changed.

He suddenly looked at Xuan Yu and found that Xuan Yu's Dantian seemed to be emitting brilliance. A blood-red hilt had been pulled out of his Dantian, followed by the same blood-red sword body...

Obviously, the murderous intent that made Mo Yang change color came from this sword.

"Buzz..."

With a loud sword sound resounding through the sky, the blood-red war sword was completely pulled out. Although the long sword sound was not loud, it was clearly transmitted dozens of miles away, and it made people feel cold all over.

"Mo Yang, you really make me feel very difficult. You are stronger than other human geniuses, but today, your fate is determined!" Xuan Yu said.

Although his face was still cautious at this time, the look in his eyes had completely become firm.

"This scroll was left by a former strong man of our clan. He will step into the realm of the emperor. Although it is only one word, it contains the highest Taoism. You can't break it!"

After Xuan Yu finished speaking, he looked down at the blood-red sword in his hand, and then said: "This sword is the life weapon specially sacrificed for me by the strong man of my clan. It has been nurtured by my own soul power. You are very good. As the first person to sacrifice the sword, you should feel honored for this!"

After hearing this, Mo Yang laughed, but the smile at the corner of his mouth was weird no matter how you look at it, revealing an indescribable chill.

"Haha, this is interesting. You have a scroll left by a powerful person who is about to enter the imperial realm, and I happen to have a shroud of a powerful person in the imperial realm. I wonder who is weaker and who is stronger!"

"As for the sword in your hand, I will break it with my flesh today!"

Mo Yang spoke in succession. After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it. The shroud that he had kept in the Star Emperor Tower emerged. The blood stains on it were extremely charming and strange, and accompanied by a strong bloody smell.

"Break!"

Mo Yang shouted in a low voice, and the shroud flew directly towards the ancient scroll. At first glance, the shroud was not big, and it flew towards the huge ancient scroll like a moth to a flame, but when it got close to the ancient scroll, everything was different.