Ancient Gods

Mo Yang stood in the air, his expression was very calm at this time. He lowered his head and stroked the war halberd in his hand. After a few words, he sighed for a moment and said: "Let's kill the three of you first!"

"Looking for death!"

The two Saint Kings were furious at this time. Although Mo Yang's words just now made them feel that Mo Yang seemed to have some hidden means, they were still instantly angered by Mo Yang's words.

Moreover, the cultivators in the distance were approaching, and there were several powerful auras among them, and several Saint Kings were lurking in the dark.

Mo Yang could naturally sense all this, but he was not afraid at all, and his expression became very calm instead.

He had made the worst plan by waiting here today and leading many cultivators here.

It was not that he did not want to live, but that he had no choice. He had no choice but to kill these evil-minded strongmen in this way, so that the other brothers and sisters of Ganzong would be safe.

The two Saint Kings were furious and attacked Mo Yang one after another. The saint of the great perfection also took action and slashed at Mo Yang with a sword.

However, Mo Yang did not retreat. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the spot, his body sitting cross-legged in the air, and a halo of light rippled around him.

A small golden world slowly emerged, and several powerful attacks were thrown, but they were all blocked.

"What's going on?"

The face of the great saint master changed in shock, and his body hurriedly retreated. He concentrated all his strength to chop the sword, but it was blocked by a force a few meters away from Mo Yang. If he hadn't withdrawn his hand quickly, he would have been blown away.

He just looked at Mo Yang in surprise, and for a moment he didn't know what happened to Mo Yang.

While the two saint kings were shocked, there was also some confusion in their eyes.

"Could it be... How could this be..." The first-level saint king stared at Mo Yang, and seemed to think of something, and the doubt in his eyes turned into a deep shock.

"The spirit palace is revealed, this is a spiritual palace phenomenon!" The face of the second-level saint king was completely gloomy. Although he seemed calm on the surface, his heart had already set off a huge wave.

There are some scattered records about the rumors of the appearance of the Spirit Palace in the ancient books of the Dao Sect, but this is the first time he has seen it in so many years.

The golden little world is not big, but it is like a pure land that is invulnerable to all kinds of things. Mo Yang sits cross-legged in it, with a peaceful look, like a god.

Until this moment, the three people from the Dao Sect found something wrong, and they hurriedly looked up at the sky.

The deep sky became gloomy at some point, and the thick dark clouds blocked the sunlight.

Invisibly, a dull atmosphere can be felt in this world, as if an unprecedented rainstorm is about to come, and that feeling makes several people uncomfortable.

"Thunder Tribulation!" The second-level Saint King looked up at the sky, and then his eyes fell on Mo Yang again, with murderous intent in his eyes, and he uttered these two words heavily.

There is only one situation when thunder tribulation appears, that is, Mo Yang's cultivation is about to break through.

You must know that Mo Yang has reached the great perfection of the saint now. If he breaks through, he will be a saint king.

In the past, Mo Yang opened the Spirit Palace at the peak of each realm, but this time he actually broke through directly.

"Using the Spirit Palace vision to resist the light of thunder punishment, what a good method!" The second-level Saint King's words were extremely cold.

This time, he fought with Mo Yang and found that this young man was countless times more evil than the rumored monster.

Originally, in the rumors, Mo Yang was already very abnormal. At a young age, his cultivation level exceeded many old-generation cultivators, but now he witnessed with his own eyes that Mo Yang was about to enter the Saint King, and he also saw the Spirit Palace vision that had only appeared in the rumors.

"Boom..."

At this time, a white beam of light fell from the sky, like a waterfall falling from the sky, piercing through the thick dark clouds in the deep space and falling directly down.

The three strong men of the Dao Sect had to retreat and dared not get too close, because this thunder punishment was unusual. If they were struck, they would be injured instantly.

Seeing the lightning light instantly blasting towards Mo Yang, even the Saint King's eyebrows jumped.

The golden halo surrounding Mo Yang trembled suddenly, but that was all, and it was not blasted away.

"What a spiritual palace vision, it is indeed invulnerable to all methods. In the same realm, he is an invincible existence. Even if he is one realm away, he has the upper hand with this small world." The first-level Saint King spoke in a deep voice. If he were to fight Mo Yang alone, he himself would not dare to be sure of the result.

"Send the news back to the sect immediately. If he really ascends to the Saint King, we also need the Emperor's soldiers, otherwise..." The second-level Saint King looked at the Saint Realm Great Perfection strongman beside him, and his tone was very solemn.

Now that Mo Yang has unfolded the spiritual palace vision, even if they try their best, it is impossible to break through that small world in a short time. There is a great possibility that they can only watch Mo Yang break through successfully.

And once that time comes, if Mo Yang uses the Star Emperor Tower, the result will be unimaginable.

In the distance, cultivators are approaching one after another, and the number is increasing.

Seeing the scene above the valley, everyone is shocked.

Some cultivators thought that Mo Yang was going to break through to the Small Perfection of the Saint Realm. After all, it was said in the cultivation world that Mo Yang was at the third level of the Saint Realm. If Mo Yang wanted to break through, he could only break through to the Small Perfection of the Saint Realm.

"How could there be such a terrible heavenly punishment? Why is there something wrong with this aura?" An old cultivator who had just arrived murmured with his eyebrows twitching.

"What on earth is around him? Is it some magic weapon that can actually resist lightning..." Some cultivators stared at the small world around Mo Yang's body.

"This boy has great talent. He has reached the small perfection of the holy realm so quickly. If it weren't for the many cultivators' crusade this time, it would not be so easy to kill him!"

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Amidst the many discussions, the already dark sky became even more dull. Then a loud noise came from the deep sky, and a lightning as thick as a water tank suddenly shot down from the deep sky.

At first glance, it looked like a glowing pillar.

"Boom..."

Then, there was a loud noise, and the light mist around Mo Yang's body trembled violently. The small world was shaken repeatedly, but even in the violent turbulence, there was no sign of collapse.

Mo Yang sat cross-legged in silence, his whole body was surrounded by divine light, like a god.

At the same time, an inexplicable breath emanated from his body, and at this moment, it could not be hidden at all.

"This aura, no, this is not the small perfection of the holy realm, how can this aura be so terrifying..." An old cultivator exclaimed. His own cultivation was the small perfection of the holy realm, but at this moment, he was extremely depressed and even felt a sense of panic.

"Could it be the Holy King!"

Then another cultivator exclaimed.

Then, exclamations rang out one after another.