Ancient Gods

After the woman in white let out a light sigh, she quickly looked away, her two willow-leaf eyebrows slightly furrowed, wondering what she was thinking about.

Mo Yang felt a little nervous at this moment. The previous generation of saints in the Yaochi Holy Land was really terrifyingly strong. Although he didn't know the other person's cultivation level, based on his intuition, he should be much stronger than the current generation of saints.

Although the other party's appearance is extremely young, looking at her appearance alone, she seems to be about the same age as a contemporary saint, but the occasional sense of vicissitudes of life in her eyes shows that she is no longer young.

After all, it has been a long time.

After frowning and thinking for a moment, she looked at Mo Yang again. At this time, Mo Yang felt a lightness all over his body, and the boundless power of imprisonment suddenly disappeared.

Mo Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and instinctively took a few steps back, but he was still tense and looked at the woman in white warily.

"You should know who I am!"

Seeing Mo Yang's alert expression, the woman in white spoke first.

Mo Yang pondered for a moment, and then said: "If this junior's guess is correct, senior should be the first-generation saint of Yaochi Holy Land who is rumored outside!"

After speaking, Mo Yang bowed slightly and saluted, which was regarded as paying homage to his senior.

When dozens of strong men from the Ye family came to the Kunlun Mountains with murderous intent, this person had openly protected him and invisibly added a layer of protection to him.

Looking back at just now, if the other party wanted to kill him, it was just a matter of raising his hand, because at that moment, he tried and couldn't escape into the Star King Tower.

If the other party took action, he would be unable to avoid it, and all his methods would be in vain.

"Although the cultivation level is a little weaker, it's still barely enough!" The woman in white glanced at Mo Yang, without any emotion on her face, and said this calmly.

Ergouzi was lying tightly on Mo Yang's shoulder. At this time, this guy was stunned and didn't dare to say a word. He looked as honest as possible and as well-behaved as possible.

Mo Yang smiled bitterly in his heart. With his current cultivation level in today's Xuantian Continent, very few people of his age can compare with him. Except for those geniuses from ancient aristocratic families, there are almost no opponents.

In the world of cultivation, who dares to say that his cultivation is weak?

However, in the eyes of the other party, his cultivation level at the first level of the Holy Emperor Realm was obviously not enough.

Only then did Mo Yang react, and with a thought, he moved the girl who had just been taken into the Star Emperor Tower out.

The girl glanced at Mo Yang angrily and waved her fist. Then her figure flashed and landed in front of the bronze door. After saluting the woman in white, she stood obediently in front of the woman in white. behind.

Mo Yang scratched his head, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Senior, don't blame me, it was just a discussion!"

The woman in white didn't speak. She didn't know what she was thinking at this time, but she had a thoughtful look on her face.

Mo Yang was about to speak, but when he looked up, he found that the figure of the woman in white had disappeared, and she didn't know when she left.

Then a voice came from the Yaochi Holy Land, saying to the girl: "Bring him in!"

After hearing this, the girl nodded quickly, then waved her fist at Mo Yang and said: "Don't use your broken tower next time, it's not fair!"

Then he continued: "Let's go in and be honest!"

Mo Yang was speechless. What is unfair? No matter what method is used, winning is fair.

"Tsk, tsk, boy, this previous generation of saints is a bit scary, I still won't go in!" Ergouzi said in a low voice.

Mo Yang glanced at Er Gouzi with a look of disdain on his face. This cheater was shouting loudly before, but now at the critical moment, he was instantly intimidated.

Seeing Er Gouzi, he turned around and wanted to run away, but Mo Yang raised his hand and caught him. Then he flew down in front of the bronze door and walked in directly.

"Damn it, what are you doing? The old saint is looking for you, not the uncle... Damn it, are you guilty of dragging the uncle into this? You don't have martial ethics!"

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After entering the Yaochi Holy Land, Mo Yang followed the girl to a pavilion.

When he came to the pavilion, Mo Yang discovered that besides the woman in white whom he had just seen, the Saint of Yaochi was also in the pavilion.

Ergouzi said in a low voice: "Boy, I think it's better for you to walk quickly before it's too late. I'm afraid this posture looks like an attack on you, and I don't want to carry you out!"

Mo Yang calmed down and then walked into the pavilion bravely.

The Saint of Yaochi stood next to the woman in white, glanced at Mo Yang, and then frowned, looking a little different from usual.

At this time, the woman in white looked at Mo Yang carefully again, which made Mo Yang feel uncomfortable. If they were two old men, he would have thought it was nothing, but these were two generations of saints from the Yaochi Holy Land. Staring at him like this made him There is some hairiness all over the body.

"Are you sure it's him?" At this time, the woman in white suddenly spoke.

These words were obviously not addressed to Mo Yang, but to the Saint of Yaochi.

A trace of hesitation appeared on the face of the Yaochi Saint, and then she nodded and said: "It shouldn't be wrong!"

The conversation between the two fell into Mo Yang's ears, leaving him confused and confused as to what the other person was talking about.

The two of them seemed to be playing charades, asking and answering questions, and all they said were meaningless words.

Ergouzi's big eyes kept moving, and he was obviously very puzzled.

"Whether it's him or not, you'll know if you try it!" the woman in white continued.

After saying that, the woman in white looked at Mo Yang, then raised her hand and waved, and a force fell on Mo Yang, which made Mo Yang change his color instantly.

But before he could react, the woman in white stopped and took a drop of blood from his body in an instant. Now wrapped in a stream of true energy, it still exuded a brilliant golden light and a vigorous life wave.

"Senior, you..." Mo Yang couldn't help but speak. Although the other party had a high level of cultivation, he felt a little unhappy when he did so.

But the woman in white did not respond to Mo Yang, but looked at the Saint of Yao Chi.

The Saint of Yao Chi glanced at Mo Yang, hesitated slightly, flipped her palm, and took out a scroll.

But after the scroll was spread out, it was actually blank, with nothing on it.

The woman in white did not say anything, but just raised her hand and waved it, and the drop of golden blood fell on the scroll, and the blood instantly penetrated into it...

But there was no change on the scroll, and it was still empty.

The Saint of Yao Chi frowned instantly, looked up at Mo Yang, and a trace of confusion appeared on her delicate face.

The woman in white did not speak, and looked at the scroll silently.

But before she could say anything, the scroll suddenly trembled, and then a dazzling light shone from the scroll. The light floated, and some pictures appeared faintly on the scroll.

Mo Yang was very confused. He didn't know what the two saints wanted to do. They took a drop of his blood without saying a word, but his eyes were still focused on the scroll.

Er Gouzi opened his eyes wide and stared at the scroll without blinking.

After a while, the golden light from the scroll began to slowly converge, and the picture in the scroll gradually became clear.