Ancient Gods

Using the power in his body to forcefully activate the left eye of the ancient god, the ray of light that shot out was so terrifying that it was unimaginable, and it actually shattered a fifth-level strongman in the Creation Realm. ♦♦  ♦♦

"So what if this is Chixu Ridge? If you can leave this fog and hunt me, I dare not come here to kill you?"

Mo Yang spoke coldly, and two golden rays of light burst out of his eyes and swept towards the depths of Chixu Ridge.

He knew very well that his every move could not escape the perception of the emperor-level strongmen lurking here, and of course, he was ready to run away at any time.

He came here to kill more strongmen with the help of the power of the tower soul, not to die here.

In the depths of that vast and mysterious ancient land, there was nothing unusual at first, but as his two rays of light swept in, it seemed that a pair of cold eyes opened from that mysterious place.

Mo Yang's face changed immediately, and a chill instantly rose from his feet to the top of his head, and a breath filled the air silently.

Although this breath was terrifying, Mo Yang knew very well that it was not the breath of an emperor-level strongman, but it seemed that an extraordinary strongman had come.

"Senior, if I fuse the Star Lord Battle Bone here and fight, what are the chances of leaving?" Mo Yang asked the tower soul.

He really wanted to fight here, because at this time his fighting spirit was stronger than ever before. Even if a terrifying breath swept over and the chill penetrated his bones, his expression became more and more crazy, and he could not see even the slightest fear.

The tower soul did not respond immediately. After a few breaths of silence, he uttered four words: "Ten deaths and no life!"

Even the tower soul who knew Mo Yang did not know how to describe Mo Yang at this time. Mo Yang knew that there were emperor-level strongmen lurking here, and there was more than one, but he still wanted to fight here.

Mo Yang's combat power would naturally soar after fusing the Star Lord Battle Bone, but in front of the emperor-level strongman, such power was not enough, and it could even be said to be dispensable. There was even a great possibility that the battle bone would be forcibly stripped.

Another possibility is that Mo Yang's body is flowing with the blood of the ancient gods, and those strong men with dry blood may forcibly take over and replace Mo Yang.

Mo Yang sighed after hearing this. According to the time, the power that the tower soul lent him before will be taken back soon.

"Then kill a few more!"

Mo Yang thought for a few breaths and said such a sentence to himself.

He stood in place, silently feeling the breath that continued to diffuse, and whispered: "Very strong, it should have surpassed the realm of creation, I wonder if I can kill you!"

As soon as he said this, his breath surged, and the terrifying fluctuations spread out from him to the surroundings, even this void became a little unstable.

"Boom..."

After a moment, a strange whistle came from the sky above Chixu Ridge, followed by the collapse of the void, and an arrow feather carrying a bloody glow shot towards Mo Yang.

The arrow feather was extremely terrifying, dragging a tail of light several dozen feet long in the air, and the terrifying murderous intent surged with the force of a landslide and tsunami.

The divine light in Mo Yang's eyes flowed, and there seemed to be a series of light and shadows around his body.

His body began to glow, and then a series of dazzling beams of light emanated from his body. The golden divine light spread rapidly around him, as if evolving a real small world.

"Boom..."

With a loud bang, the arrow feather carrying infinite divine power pierced the golden light curtain fiercely, and a deafening sound was heard, as if thunder exploded here.

Accompanied by a series of piercing cracking sounds, although the spiritual palace vision that Mo Yang had opened did not collapse directly, this small world of pure land was like the cracking of porcelain, with endless cracks spreading in an instant, and then slowly shattered...

Mo Yang just wanted to see how strong the spiritual palace that was opened with the help of the power of the tower soul was. Although it blocked the arrow feather, the spiritual palace vision also collapsed.

"What a strong force!" Mo Yang looked solemn, staring at the sky above a misty mountain in the distance. There was a figure there, and the arrow feather came from that figure's hand.

And it was dozens of miles away from Mo Yang.

The tower soul was in the Star Emperor Tower, so he could naturally perceive and see the outside world clearly, and couldn't help frowning at this time.

He wanted to urge Mo Yang to leave. If he left at this time, there might still be a chance, but if Mo Yang continued to stay here, no one knew what would happen in the end.

But Mo Yang didn't care and directly urged the power of space to rush in.

The figure stood above the mountain, with only one action, slowly pulling the bow and arrow in his hand, the divine light flowed, condensed into a blood-colored arrow feather, and then shot towards Mo Yang.

This arrow was more terrifying than the previous one, with a blood-colored divine light, and a strong smell of blood could be smelled from a long distance, and even some illusions appeared in the blood-colored light, like a broken body of a strong man.

Mo Yang's body did not stop at all. He raised his hand and pushed forward. With divine light, a huge ancient character emerged and went towards the arrow feather.

The stronger the power, the more terrifying the condensed imperial text will be. However, just one imperial text covered it, but it was pierced by the arrow feather.

Mo Yang did not hesitate and raised his hand and pushed forward again. Two imperial texts emerged one after another. With a terrifying sound, the arrow feather shattered, and the two imperial texts shot by Mo Yang also dissipated.

The disintegrating waves were extremely terrifying, and they shook Mo Yang's body away.

"Ignorant human race, break into my Chixu Ridge, die!"

At this time, the strong man from Chixu Ridge spoke, and the cold voice came, which made Mo Yang's ears buzz and his blood surge.

Before Mo Yang could speak, lines appeared above his head, and in just two breaths, they evolved into a huge Dao diagram.

Immediately afterwards, a huge light handprint emerged from the Dao diagram and slowly pressed down.

Although the speed was slow, the moment the handprint emerged, Mo Yang's body trembled suddenly, and he felt as if his body was about to be imprisoned. The terrifying pressure fell, as if to suppress everything.

This was not an emperor-level strong man, but even if Mo Yang had the power of the tower soul at this time, he could no longer bear it.

Mo Yang raised his head and looked up at the sky with difficulty. He had a hunch that if this handprint fell, it might easily crush his body, or even directly wipe him out.

Because he couldn't fight back at all, he used all his strength to activate the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons and the Soul Sacrifice Technique, but he could only barely move his limbs, but his body was still imprisoned by the pressure.

"You still can't fight back like this, then add that set of battle bones!" Mo Yang roared in a low voice. This might be his only chance to fight against this strong man, after all, he has some power of the tower soul in his body.

After today, the tower soul might not lend him power anymore.

So Mo Yang wanted to give it a try.