Ancient Gods

Mo Yang's expression was also very solemn at this time. The breath was slowly advancing, and he felt a huge sense of oppression.

At this time, Qin Xue looked very strenuous. In just a few breaths, her face turned pale.

She obviously had not yet completely mastered the tenth level!

But even so, it was extremely terrifying.

Mo Yang even felt suffocated, and it felt that even breathing became difficult.

The shadow behind him became more and more blurred at this time.

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"Boy, this tiger woman is going to fight to the death. This attack is not simple. I am afraid that she is invincible under the saint!"

Er Gouzi reminded Mo Yang.

"Hurry up and say something. Do you want me to help?"

Mo Yang shook his head and said, "You don't have to. I'm not afraid of anyone in the same generation!"

"Since she's desperately using the tenth level of Misty Rain, I'll use the third level of the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons!"

Er Gouzi hurriedly said, "Boy, don't mess around. You haven't comprehended the third level yet. If you rashly increase your strength, it will do you no good!"

But Mo Yang didn't say anything. He felt that breathing was getting harder and harder, and the figure behind him was about to disappear completely.

Mo Yang closed his eyes silently, and the third level of the mental method passed through his mind, and his body trembled slightly.

At this moment, Mo Yang felt that there was an invisible force in his body, which was strong and overbearing, pouring into his meridians, and flowing wildly in his body like a wild horse.

His body seemed to be inflated, his limbs swelled up quickly, veins bulged, and his whole face looked a little hideous.

Qin Xue's eyebrows jumped, and Mo Yang in her sight seemed to have become a different person.

Not only was Mo Yang's current state amazing, she clearly felt a violent breath emanating from Mo Yang's body, which instantly spread to all directions.

Behind Mo Yang, the faint shadow that was about to dissipate reappeared, like the residual soul of a powerful person, exuding an extremely terrifying breath.

The genius disciples of several major families who were watching the battle had already retreated to the lakeshore. At this time, they felt the two mighty waves above the lake, and everyone changed color.

Xia Fengliu looked at Mo Yang silently and sighed softly: "How many secrets do you have? This is different from the rumors. The ancient chessboard has never been used, and the imperial tower has not been seen yet..."

"Ah..."

Mo Yang let out a roar, and he was frantically gathering strength.

Although the power in his body was surging, he felt that it was a little difficult to control. He hurriedly took action, swung his long sword and slashed it out.

At the same time, Qin Xue also took action, raised her hand and swung her sword, stirring up the mist and rain.

"Boom boom..."

Under countless horrified eyes, a terrifying loud noise came from the sky above the lake, and then the violent energy instantly dissipated.

Mo Yang and Qin Xue were blown away at the first moment.

The onlookers on the lakeshore also screamed at this time, and everyone hurriedly retreated at the first moment.

The Listening to the Rain Pavilion in the center of the lake was fine. Although it was also shaken, it was not affected. However, the rows of green willows around the lakeshore were destroyed like withered and rotten wood under the dissipating air waves.

Some were cut off by the lazy waist, and some were directly broken apart, turning into flying wood chips.

Qin Xue's body fell on the lakeshore, and her dress was covered with blood flowers, and dozens of cuts were cut by the sword energy.

Her face was as pale as paper, and she vomited a large mouthful of blood.

After Mo Yang flew dozens of feet, his body smashed a house on the lakeshore to pieces. His appearance at this time was even more terrifying.

Most of his robes were torn apart by the air waves, and the exposed skin was covered with wounds...

But in the blink of an eye, a large pool of golden blood flowed out from under him.

"Cough cough..."

He kept coughing, and every time he coughed, blood kept pouring out of his mouth.

He flipped his palm, took out a white jade bottle from the ring, shook the stopper and poured an unknown liquid into his mouth.

In the eyes of the onlookers in the distance, Mo Yang's behavior was a bit weird.

In fact, the bottle contained the Fountain of Youth. In terms of healing, the Fountain of Youth is more effective than any elixir Mo Yang has ever refined.

"Tsk tsk, kid, you are more profligate than a profligate woman, leave some for me..." Er Gouzi couldn't bear it anymore and spoke speechlessly.

As the power contained in the Fountain of Youth spread in his body, his condition instantly improved a lot, and the injuries in his body were repaired at a very fast speed.

Mo Yang didn't have time to use his power to heal his wounds, and then he slowly stood up.

He looked at Qin Xue on the other side of the lake, and then walked forward step by step.

He walked on the lake calmly, drops of golden blood dripped from his body, spreading layers of light golden halos in the water.

Qin Xue's eyes were full of doubts. Mo Yang's condition seemed to have improved a lot in the blink of an eye. Even the wounds on his body healed a lot, and the bleeding almost stopped.

And looking at Mo Yang's posture at this time, it seemed that he would continue to fight. Even though his body was stained with blood, his face was still calm, but he looked pale.

"Do you want to continue fighting?"

Mo Yang stood in the center of the lake, raised his sword and pointed it at Qin Xue, asking coldly.

Qin Xue stared at Mo Yang silently. Forcibly performing the tenth level had consumed too much of her body's strength. At this time, her towering chest was constantly rising and falling, and her breathing was abnormally rapid.

"Brother Mo, let's stop here today!" Xia Fengliu spoke hurriedly at this time.

He had heard too many rumors about Mo Yang in the Central Region, and knew that Mo Yang had an imperial tower and an ancient chessboard. If he really fought to the death, Qin Xue would probably die here.

For Mo Yang, this was not a good thing, and he would definitely be retaliated by Yanyu Tower.

"Boy, that's enough. How serious are your injuries? Don't you know? If you continue to fight, you will probably die!" Er Gouzi also reminded Mo Yang.

Seeing that Qin Xue didn't speak, Mo Yang laughed.

"Since you don't want to fight, I will spare your life today!"

After saying that, Mo Yang turned around. He was about to leave, but he stopped.

The cultivators watching were all shocked. Did Mo Yang still want to take action?

Xia Fengliu felt his heart tighten and stared at Mo Yang in surprise.

"By the way, I have to praise you. You are really in great shape. You are like two big mountains..."

Mo Yang's words sounded extremely evil. After he finished speaking, his body flashed and flew into the sky. Then he took a few steps and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Xia Fengliu glanced at Qin Xue, and without stopping, he followed her in the air.

Qin Xue stared at the direction where Mo Yang left for a long time, and without stopping, she left here in a few flashes.

There was only a sigh on the lakeshore.

In the crowd, an old man silently looked at the direction where Mo Yang left, his eyes slightly fixed, and whispered to himself: "Ancient magic skills, God and Demon transformation..."