Ancient Gods

Er Gouzi was in charge of going to Xuantian City to get information, and he came back soon.

He looked solemn and said, "Boy, it seems that the Ye family is serious this time. News came from the front that the Ye family has dispatched dozens of people this time!"

"But according to their itinerary, it may take until dawn to reach Xuantian Holy Land!"

Mo Yang looked up at the night sky and said, "It doesn't matter. Everyone in Xuantian Holy Land has evacuated, and the Ye family can come anytime!"

"Boy, are you really going to do something big?" Er Gouzi approached and asked.

Mo Yang sighed and said, "If I intervene in the face-to-face confrontation between the two most powerful forces, I will die miserably. If I face the Saint Emperor, I may be able to fight a few moves, but if a great saint realm expert attacks, wouldn't I be courting death if I rush forward!"

"But I can't just watch and watch. I have to do something. After thinking about it, it would be more appropriate to raid their lair!"

Er Gouzi laughed and said, "Boy, the Ye family is probably sending out all their elite troops to challenge the Yao Chi Holy Land this time. Even if there are a few old immortals sitting in charge, it doesn't matter. You have the Emperor Tower on you, and anyone would be afraid of you!"

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Then Er Gouzi left Xuantian Holy Land again and went to inquire about the news.

And Mo Yang flew directly to the top of the tall mountain gate of Xuantian Holy Land, sat down cross-legged, and began to concentrate on practicing.

The night was getting darker and darker, and the world was getting quieter and quieter. Mo Yang sat cross-legged on the mountain gate of Xuantian Holy Land. Except for the whistling wind blowing by his ears, there was no sound around.

Unconsciously, the stars in the sky retreated, and a trace of fish belly white slowly emerged in the sky.

It won't be long before the sky will be bright.

Mo Yang opened his eyes, and his state had been adjusted to the best state at this time.

"I wonder if those strong men in Yao Chi Holy Land have awakened..." Mo Yang whispered to himself.

He was not worried about the safety of Yao Chi Holy Land.

Because he knew very well that even if the Ye family brought the imperial soldiers to attack Yao Chi Holy Land, it would be almost impossible to break through Kunlun Mountain.

If the people of Yao Chi Holy Land did not walk out of the bronze door, the Ye family would probably be unable to do anything except surround Kunlun Mountain.

Time passed slowly, and not long after, the sky was full of rays of light, dispelling the darkness between heaven and earth.

Er Gouzi also came back. It flew to Mo Yang's side, stood up, looked far away in the direction of the East Region, and said: "It should be soon!"

This world was filled with a murderous atmosphere, which seemed different from the past.

Another half hour passed in the blink of an eye. Mo Yang slowly opened his eyes. From the direction of the East Region, there was a heavy breath coming. Although it was still far away, he could already sense it faintly.

"Here it comes!"

Mo Yang still sat cross-legged, whispered, and then closed his eyes silently.

"These grandsons actually came to Xuantian Holy Land. They should want to flatten it!" Er Gouzi faced the morning breeze and stared at the distant sky with his big eyes narrowed.

The heavy breath coming from the East Region became stronger and stronger. It could be clearly sensed that the breath was approaching at a high speed, like a fierce hurricane sweeping over, with an indescribable sense of oppression.

Not long after, Er Gouzi opened the vertical eye between his eyebrows and could clearly see a black spot coming at a high speed, with an amazing momentum.

Although Mo Yang closed his eyes and seemed to be still practicing, he had already dispersed his mind and paid attention to the movement in the distant sky.

"Boom boom..."

Even the dull sound of breaking through the air can be heard in the ears, coming at a very fast speed.

The figures have not arrived yet, but the air waves they have stirred have turned into a fierce wind that swept over. In Xuantian Holy Land, the grass and trees swayed wildly, and the emperor tree on the top of the Holy Maiden Peak swayed wildly in the wind.

Then, the overwhelming aura enveloped them, and two figures arrived first, standing in the air dozens of feet away.

They obviously saw Mo Yang and Er Gouzi.

Looking at Mo Yang's current posture, sitting cross-legged at the gate of Xuantian Holy Land, it is obvious that he was waiting here on purpose.

"Are you waiting to die?" A middle-aged man asked. Today, they passed by here just to flatten Xuantian Holy Land. If they had known they would meet Mo Yang.

Mo Yang slowly opened his eyes and looked at the figures flying down one after another. He swept his eyes and saw dozens of them. The terrifying aura had completely enveloped this place.

"It's not about waiting to die, I'm just waiting to see you die!" Mo Yang said.

He glanced at the dozens of strong men in front of him. The lowest cultivation of the Ye family was actually a third-level Saint King, and most of them were Saint Emperors.

A few miles away, there were still a few vague figures. Although those people did not release their breath, Mo Yang knew in his heart that they were obviously several great saints.

"The Ye family is really amazing!" Mo Yang sighed.

Then he slowly stood up, and the light around him flowed. The spiritual palaces turned into golden light and condensed into a small world, separating the endless pressure.

Er Gouzi exhaled suddenly. The pressure just now was too terrifying, making it feel suffocated.

"It's good that you know!" The middle-aged man who spoke just now spoke coldly.

"Why waste time talking to him? Flatten this place and hurry up. Don't waste time!" Before Mo Yang responded, a voice came from behind, from a great saint.

Mo Yang stood at the mountain gate and waved his hand slightly, signaling Er Gouzi to retreat.

He did not say anything else, but slowly raised his hand, moved his fingers, and strands of patterns emerged.

"Emperor's text!" Even the several Saint Emperors in front of him changed color. The Emperor's text was not an ordinary method, and it had an unpredictable power.

They had heard a lot of news before that Mo Yang had comprehended the Emperor's Words. Now seeing this scene, even though they were numerous, everyone changed color.

"I have to admit that you do have some talent!" A voice came from the back.

"Everyone, step back!" The voice continued.

Then a vague figure moved, walked forward, and took a step, and came to a place more than ten meters away from Mo Yang.

Then he raised his hand and pressed forward, because at this time Mo Yang had not yet finished carving, and the Dao mark imprinted in the void seemed to be only half completed.

But Mo Yang did not retreat. Golden light flowed around his body, and the spiritual palace vision was like a splendid mountain and river covering his body.

"Boom..."

The great sage pressed down with his palm, and the small spiritual palace world that Mo Yang unfolded trembled violently, and was instantly shaken and changed shape.

"Boom..."

After a moment, a cracking sound was heard, and the small world suddenly collapsed.

The power of the great sage was too terrifying, and the small pure land world that was said to be invulnerable to all methods could not bear it after all.

However, at the moment when the spiritual palace vision collapsed, Mo Yang also stopped.

A world-shaking aura poured out from there. Mo Yang had been comprehending for so long that he could finally depict this imperial text.