Ancient Gods

In the distance, everyone had no idea what was happening, because the so-called spatial force could not be seen by the naked eye. They only saw that the faces of the four Taixu Mountain masters were not right at this time, and they were even a little panicked.

Mo Yang stepped into the air with his hands behind his back, and he was still walking towards the four Taixu Mountain masters step by step.

The veins under his feet spread out like ripples, and the scene at this time looked a little weird.

Many masters watching from a distance frowned, and many people asked about the situation.

"What happened? The four masters of Taixu Mountain seem to be a little wrong..." This is the biggest question for many cultivators.

Although the veins under Mo Yang's feet spread out, they slowly dissipated after spreading out. No formation appeared, and Mo Yang did not see other means, but as Mo Yang walked forward step by step, the four masters of Taixu Mountain seemed to be getting more and more uneasy.

"Why is it so strange? What kind of method is this? I have never seen Mo Yang use it before?"

"I'm afraid it's some kind of secret skill. Damn, these are four immortal masters, and Mo Yang's cultivation is more than one realm weaker than any of them. Even if it is some magical skill, it is impossible to threaten four immortal masters at the same time..."

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In the eyes of everyone in doubt, Mo Yang stopped. At this time, he was only a few dozen meters away from the old man in Taixu Mountain.

And right here, Mo Yang's aura changed drastically. He suddenly took a step forward and whispered: "Return to the void!"

As Mo Yang's words fell, the sky seemed to collapse in an instant, the space seemed to be disintegrating, and everything seemed to return to nothingness.

The bodies of the three middle-aged men were crushed by a force and instantly collapsed into three balls of blood mist.

The old man let out a roar. He seemed to be trying to stop the force, but he failed to stop it. His body twisted and deformed instantly, and then the whole person was torn into several pieces by an invisible force.

The three middle-aged men were much weaker than the old man. Facing the crushing of this space force, they could not stop it at all, and they had never encountered such a strange situation before.

Although they had heard before that Mo Yang seemed to have some involvement in the space Taoism, they never thought that a junior who had entered the Tao realm would have such an understanding of the space avenue.

Looking at the sudden scene in the air, all the cultivators present were stunned, and those human race strongmen were all horrified.

"It's the space Taoism!" At some point, a human race strongman said this in disbelief.

The body of the silver-haired old man was torn into several pieces, and he recovered the fastest. In just two breaths, before everyone could recover from the shock, his torn body gathered together. He flew back immediately, staring at Mo Yang in shock and anger.

Immediately afterwards, several roars were heard, and the three middle-aged men also reshaped their bodies. They all retreated with shock and anger, not daring to stay where they were.

"What a pity, not one of them died. Is it because of insufficient cultivation or lack of understanding..." Mo Yang stood in place and whispered.

At this time, it seemed that the three middle-aged men and the old man had only been broken once, and there was nothing wrong with them. But Mo Yang knew that these strong men had suffered serious injuries, especially the three middle-aged men, whose combat power was at least reduced by 30%.

Because the power of space not only shattered their bodies, but also hurt their soul power.

Recently, Mo Yang has been comprehending the space law, but he has only been at the surface. Most of the time, he can only condense a space barrier to block attacks, and because his comprehension is still shallow, a strong enough force can easily penetrate the space barrier he condensed.

It was not until last night, when he sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain and comprehended again, that Mo Yang caught a ray of spiritual light.

So there was the scene just now.

In fact, Mo Yang did not dare to expect to kill the strong man in the Immortal Realm with the means just now. The vitality of this realm is extremely strong. Not to mention him, even if the four-legged dragon took action, it would not be an easy task to kill these people.

"I didn't expect that you were lucky enough to comprehend the space law. Today you gave a reason for death!" The old man stared at Mo Yang, his tone was extremely cold.

Mo Yang smiled faintly, looked at the old man, and said: "You have the strongest cultivation, I will kill you first. If I can't kill you once, then I will do it again!"

Mo Yang said and raised his hand forward. The silver-haired old man saw this scene, his eyebrows jumped, and he had no time to respond, and retreated first.

Although the method just now could not directly threaten his life, if he experienced it several times, his combat power would probably be reduced by half, which would undoubtedly be extremely dangerous for him.

After all, the human youth in front of him had more than these methods.

It was only after the old man flew out that he realized that Mo Yang was not actually attacking him. Mo Yang's target was actually the two with the weakest cultivation among the three middle-aged men.

And it was not the previous method, but just the power of space.

Above the heads of the two middle-aged men, the void suddenly collapsed, and two imperial texts fell one after another.

The evil young man passed on four imperial texts to Mo Yang. With Mo Yang's current cultivation and understanding of the imperial texts, although the power of each imperial text is also amazing, it can be said to be a sure kill for the strong men in the Tao Realm, but facing the strong men in the Immortal Realm, the power seems a little insufficient.

However, all things in the world are interdependent and restrained, and the power of Taoism is the same. The fusion of two imperial texts will breed endless destructive power, and the power will also surge.

"Puff..."

"Puff..."

There were two consecutive sounds, and the bodies of the two middle-aged men were crushed again. Although they were separated by a distance from Mo Yang, this time Mo Yang used the power of space to perform the imperial text, as if he was close at hand, and the two middle-aged men had no time to react.

The old man's face changed drastically. Mo Yang was actually trying to scare him just now. It was only one of the reasons why he deliberately forced him to retreat. This would also catch the two middle-aged men off guard and prevent them from reacting in time.

Mo Yang did not hesitate. He stepped on the Xing character scroll and instantly approached the two exploding blood mists. A piece of blood-stained cloth flew out and directly covered one of the blood mists. Mo Yang wanted to activate the Xinghuang Tower to take away the other blood mist.

However, the third middle-aged man reacted quickly and attacked suddenly, blasting out several palm powers in succession, forcing Mo Yang to retreat.

"Boom..."

At this time, the shroud was shaking constantly, and the strong man was obviously struggling before death. Breaths of air continued to diffuse out, and the scene was indescribably shocking.

But in just a few breaths, the shroud calmed down and then floated towards the ground. The blood on it seemed to be flowing, becoming more and more enchanting and dazzling.

Although this shroud is a dead object, it was once stained with the blood of the emperor. The murderous intent on it is too heavy. Ordinary strong men, let alone their bodies being broken, would hardly survive even if they were wrapped in a perfect state.