Ancient Gods

At this time, the scene above the lake was indescribably astonishing.

Many onlookers were still surprised that the wound on Mo Yang's body had healed in the blink of an eye, and they had not yet recovered from the shock.

Then, everyone's eyes froze again.

Mo Yang raised his hand to wipe the light golden blood at the corner of his mouth, and then stepped forward.

His upper body skin was exposed. Although he did not have explosive muscles, the undulating muscle lines were perfect, and he looked even more coordinated.

Of course, it was not his exposed muscles that shocked everyone.

It was the tall shadow that emerged silently behind him.

The noisy crowd suddenly became quiet, and even the strong men in the crowd stared at Mo Yang.

The reason why the strong men from several major families came to watch the battle was not because both sides of the battle were geniuses.

The most critical part of the reason was because of Mo Yang's set of skills.

Many onlookers with low cultivation felt a sense of suffocation at this time.

Mo Yang walked forward step by step, as if walking on flat ground. Every time he stepped on the ground, the entire lake surface would tremble, and even the sound of footsteps could be heard faintly.

He exuded a great sense of pressure, which was even more frightening than the battle a few days ago.

At this moment, Mo Yang did not feel like a young man at all...

More like an old antique who had lived for countless years!

His whole body of true energy was circulated to the extreme. In the golden true energy that penetrated his body, a charming blood-red light could be seen, giving people an indescribable sense of weirdness.

Qin Xue stared at Mo Yang at this time, and Mo Yang actually penetrated her attack directly and approached step by step.

Although Mo Yang seemed to be under endless pressure and was not relaxed, his footsteps did not stop at all.

Mo Yang's body seemed to be covered with a layer of blood-red armor at this time, and the scene looked even weirder than before.

"It is worthy of the ancient magic skill, which can actually increase his power to this level..."

"What a terrible transformation of gods and demons..."

An old man in the crowd was shocked and murmured.

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Mo Yang's body approached step by step. No one saw him attack. However, wherever he passed, the violent power of the eighth level of Misty Rain was flattened.

Qin Xue hurriedly flew back. At this time, she was really not calm. Her face became horrified.

She had just fought with Mo Yang a few days ago. How could Mo Yang become so terrifying in just a few days?

Even when facing the eighth level of Misty Rain, he could directly take it.

"The ninth level of Misty Rain!"

She did not dare to hesitate. After flying back, she hurriedly hit the ninth level.

There were exclamations on the lakeshore. Countless people looked at Mo Yang walking in the air, and everyone was horrified.

Xia Fengliu was stunned in place, because Mo Yang did not seem to retreat tonight, and seemed to be going to directly confront the twelfth level of wind and rain.

At this time, his footsteps did not hesitate, and he still walked forward firmly, step by step, and the night sky trembled.

The violent pressure spread out wildly with him as the center, and the lake below was like a vast ocean with huge waves.

"This kid has completely mastered the third level!" Er Gouzi couldn't help but speak at this time.

Facing the ninth level of Yanyu, Mo Yang also activated the power of the third level of the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons, and his breath became much stronger, exuding a palpitating breath.

"Brother Er Gou, this technique has a total of nine levels, right? This is only the third level?" Xia Fengliu asked in a low voice, a little unbelievable.

"What do you think? If this kid practices the ninth level perfectly, Qin Xue will be suppressed as soon as she raises her hand, and she won't even be able to struggle."

"So perverted?"

"Dirty boy, you don't even look at what kind of technique it is. Although this set of techniques is a bit weird, it is definitely the pinnacle of power in terms of power!"

...

Amid the exclamations of countless onlookers and the gazes of many horrified eyes, Mo Yang raised his fist and blasted it fiercely.

The blood light wrapped in the golden true energy was extremely conspicuous at this time, with an indescribable sense of sadness and beauty.

"Boom boom..."

This punch seemed to shatter the sky, and a terrifying wave rippled in the night sky, and the ninth level of Misty Rain was instantly shattered.

Mo Yang's body was also shaken back again and again, but that was all.

The tall figure behind him blurred for a while, but then slowly solidified.

Qin Xue was forced to retreat again and again, and now she had retreated to the edge of the lake.

Reflected by the turbulent waves of the lake, her face turned slightly pale.

At this time, the towering breasts kept rising and falling, exuding endless temptation, but tonight she was no longer the focus of attention.

More cultivators' attention was on Mo Yang.

Many people also saw that it was very consuming for Qin Xue to perform the twelve levels of Misty Rain in succession. This genius disciple of the Misty Rain Tower was not easy.

"What about the tenth level?"

After Mo Yang stabilized his body, he looked at Qin Xue from a distance, and his voice still sounded calm.

Qin Xue calmed down, stared at Mo Yang and said: "You gave me a surprise!"

"You were lucky enough to block it last time, but not this time. If you want to see it, I will fulfill your wish!"

Her voice was full of coldness. Even though everything tonight was beyond her expectations, she still looked calm at this time and did not lose her composure.

Then she raised the long sword in her hand and slowly closed her eyes.

At this time, the lake below was surging, the water mist was steaming, and the water mist floated up to the sky and flowed around Qin Xue's body.

The scene looked like a dream, but the aura it exuded frightened the onlookers and made them retreat.

"This girl is fighting hard!" Er Gouzi said.

"Brother Mo, do you want to kill her?" Xia Fengliu said in doubt.

Judging from Mo Yang's posture, tonight is not just a simple sparring match.

Because when Qin Xue performed the tenth level, Mo Yang's aura began to rise again.

"Huh..."

Er Gouzi raised his head and looked at Mo Yang, with a trace of doubt in his big eyes.

"Fuck... Could this kid..."

At this time, not only was Qin Xue's aura surging, but the fluctuations emanating from Mo Yang were also getting stronger.

This seemed to be no longer the third level of the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons.

At this time, Mo Yang seemed to have a wisp of demonic flame burning on his body, and the blood-colored light flowing on his body was like a wisp of jumping flames.

The tall figure behind him became more solid, and his facial features could be seen faintly.

The weirdest thing was that the two dark eye sockets of the figure seemed to have a glimmer of light at this moment.

"I... Which level is this..."

Er Gouzi stood on Xia Fengliu's shoulder, staring at Mo Yang in surprise.

Let alone dealing with it, just looking at the weird black shadow, there was a feeling of being overwhelmed, and the mind seemed to collapse.

"So what if it's the tenth level, break it for me!"

Mo Yang roared at this time, and he suddenly punched out.

The weird thing was that the black shadow behind him moved for the first time, and like him, he also punched forward.