Ancient Gods

In recent days, Xuantian Continent seemed to have returned to its former peace, because the hunting army seemed to have withdrawn overnight.

In fact, this is just a superficial phenomenon.

Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, a more terrifying chase will sweep across the continent, so Xuan Ling's face is extremely solemn.

At this point, if Mo Yang wanted to survive, he would either leave Xuantian Continent or hide in the Star Emperor Tower.

"Several powerful human beings have gathered together. When the various ancient lands take action, they will definitely kill those few human beings as well!"

Xuan Ling looked at Mo Yang and spoke.

Mo Yang sighed lightly. The Sword Master, Divine Fortune Teller and others were involved in this turmoil. If they continued to be involved, the outcome of these powerful human beings would be unimaginable.

"It seems that this situation must be changed as soon as possible, otherwise these human race seniors may not be able to escape the fate of death..." Mo Yang sighed softly.

Although the divine fortune teller's cultivation is unfathomable, he is far from reaching the imperial realm. Once he is completely involved in this dispute and faces countless powerful men from the ancient race, it will only be a matter of time before he falls.

Although Feng Rukong has cultivated three ancient magical skills and even knows how many past bodies he has cultivated, he, like the divine fortune teller, is far from reaching the pinnacle. If he continues to fight against the ancient races, the results can be imagined. Know.

The Sword God is indeed amazingly talented, and he has found a new path and still followed it so smoothly, but his combat power is ultimately limited.

As for the old sweeping monk of the Buddhist sect, although Mo Yang was extremely surprised, he seemed to have understood many Buddhist principles in a very short period of time, but he was still in the realm of creation.

Being able to stand up at this time and dare to face the ancient race directly at this time. Not every strong human race has such courage and courage. This is the great justice of the human race.

"Although this catastrophe will happen with or without me, I am the fuse after all. I will never let these strong human beings become the victims of this catastrophe." Mo Yang's eyes were filled with determination. .

The murderous intent in Mo Yang's eyes skyrocketed, with a look of madness on his face, and he whispered: "Isn't it just a few killing orders? Aren't you going to hunt me down to the end? Then I'll let you kill me."

Xuan Ling on the side felt chilled all over when he saw Mo Yang's expression.

She originally wanted to persuade Mo Yang to see if she could convince him to leave this continent, but the words that came to her lips seemed to be choked back, and she didn't know how to speak.

After pondering for a few breaths, Xuan Ling gritted his teeth and said: "Stop fighting with them. You are just one person. The ancient races have come out from all over the ancient world. Even if the human race has a great emperor, they can't stop this wave!"

She came from Taixu Mountain, and she knew very well that if Mo Yang didn't leave, he would only die, and there would be no second outcome.

Mo Yang looked at Xuan Ling and said with a smile: "Haha, the atmosphere has reached this point, don't fight to the death? How can that be done? I can't resist, so I will completely muddy the water!"

"Since they don't give you a way to survive, then no one can have an easy time!"

Xuan Ling looked at Mo Yang blankly. At this time, Mo Yang was like a madman who had lost his mind, looking a bit scary.

Then Mo Yang didn't give Xuan Ling a chance to continue speaking, and left the third floor of the Star Emperor Tower in a flash.

At the same time, on the seventh floor of the Star Emperor Tower, the blurry figure seemed to clearly capture Mo Yang's words. She seemed to laugh, and a smile seemed to appear on the blurry face, and then He whispered in a sad voice: "It really looks like him..."

Mo Yang came to the second floor of the Star Emperor Tower, took out some medicinal materials and started refining the elixir.

Mo Yang has made extraordinary achievements in alchemy and has reached an extremely high level. In the past, he has always resisted using elixirs to forcibly improve his cultivation, because he believed that such a method would be counterproductive and not conducive to future cultivation, so he was only attacking cultivation. When this happens, help with elixirs.

But now, he can't control so much. Although his current cultivation level is already very strong, even if he forcibly uses pills to improve his cultivation level, he may not be successful, but he still wants to try.

Mo Yang took out all the medicinal materials he had on him now. These medicinal materials can be used to refine countless elixirs. Once the medicinal materials are completely refined, the number of elixirs will be extremely astonishing.

After making up his mind, Mo Yang took action directly.

On the second floor of the Star King Tower, the entire stone tower is filled with a strong aroma of medicine. Potatoes of pills are condensed one after another, and pill bottles are filled one after another...

Time passed silently, and four or five days passed in the blink of an eye.

Mo Yang didn't care about the external situation or understand the movements of various ancient places of the ancient race. He was just making final preparations.

The current situation has reached a point where he must fight to the death, and he has no choice.

On this day, Mo Yang finished refining the last batch of elixirs, then sat cross-legged on the spot and began to adjust his breath.

His cultivation level has just broken through to the fourth level of Creation Realm. Originally, it was impossible to break through in a short period of time, because Creation Realm is still an extremely high level.

Looking at the entire Xuantian Continent, among the many strong human beings, there are not many strong ones who have reached this level, not to mention now, even from ancient times to the present.

After adjusting his breath for several hours, Mo Yang slowly opened his eyes, and then took out the previously refined elixirs one by one. Countless white jade bottles were piled high in front of him.

Then, without hesitation, he poured the elixirs into his mouth bottle after bottle.

If someone saw this scene, they would probably be shocked beyond measure, because the quality of the pills Mo Yang refined was so rare that none of them were ordinary pills.

Because the medicinal materials used to refine these pills were extraordinary, most of them were spiritual medicines over ten thousand years old and many holy medicines were refined together. The power contained in them was extremely huge, not to mention a bottle, even a single pill.

However, now he poured one bottle after another into his mouth and swallowed it directly into his stomach. In the blink of an eye, he had swallowed more than a dozen bottles.

But Mo Yang's expression did not change, and his hands did not stop at all, and he kept sending pills into his mouth.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed, and most of the pills in front of him had been swallowed by him, but Mo Yang frowned...

Because he could feel that after the countless pills in his body were refined, they turned into that huge power, and even his current body could not bear it, as if it was about to be directly burst.

However, the strange thing was that his cultivation did not move at all!

Before, it was the early stage of the fourth stage of the Creation Realm, but now it is still the early stage of the fourth stage of the Creation Realm.

"The ancients said that quantitative change leads to qualitative change... Could it be that the amount of elixir is not enough..." Mo Yang frowned and said.