Ancient Gods

The Saint of Yaochi sat there silently, moving slowly, with an invisible elegance, but facing the arrival of the three powerful forces, she didn't even look at them.

In the eyes of the nine strong men, this was a kind of contempt.

You should know that among the three powerful forces, except for the Taihuang Sect, the Xuanyuan family is a well-known imperial family, and the other mysterious force seems to be very strong, because the two strong men who came give people a feeling of unfathomable.

"We know that you are from the Holy Land of Yaochi. It is rumored that the Holy Land of Yaochi is indeed very strong, but times have changed. The continent today is no longer the continent it used to be!" An old man from the mysterious sect spoke in a deep voice.

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There is no doubt that the old man from the mysterious sect was talking to the Saint of Yaochi.

As for Mo Yang, he skipped it directly.

Because they all knew very well that the culprit for the destruction of the Dao Sect and the death of the Dharma protectors of the Buddhist Sect was not Mo Yang, but the girl from the Yao Chi Holy Land.

"Why, your sect is stronger than the Yao Chi Holy Land?" Mo Yang sneered. He knew a little about the Yao Chi Holy Land.

He had accidentally heard the Yao Chi Holy Lady mention that when the Yao Chi Holy Land appeared, the strong men in the Holy Land had not yet awakened from their slumber.

The old man who had just spoken glanced at Mo Yang, but did not respond to Mo Yang's words, but looked at the Yao Chi Holy Lady silently.

Seeing that the Yao Chi Holy Lady had no reaction, he spoke a little more seriously and said in a deep voice: "We hope you will stop here. With your status, why do you have to mix with some younger generation thieves and ignorant evil beasts?"

Mo Yang's eyes flashed with cold light, and his palm flashed with cold light. A silver-white war halberd appeared in his hand and directly pressed against the old man's neck.

Mo Yang said coldly: "Old man, do you want to die?"

The old man's face was calm. Facing the cold halberd against his neck, he did not avoid it. At this time, his eyes swept towards Mo Yang, revealing a strong murderous intent.

Mo Yang's mind suddenly trembled, and the blood in his body was turbulent...

But he did not stop, but exuded a monstrous fighting spirit. He held the halberd in one hand and said coldly: "Although I don't know where you come from, old man, but I, Mo Yang, don't seem to have any grudges against you. You come here to block the way, who do you think you are?"

"Ignorant boy, you are really as the rumors say!" The old man's words suddenly became cold.

He was about to take action, but at this moment his face changed slightly, and his raised palm instantly retracted, and his body hurriedly retreated a few steps.

Because the Saint of Yao Chi picked up the glass of wine in front of her and directly raised her hand to pour it over. The spilled wine seemed to turn into a ray of sword light sweeping out...

"Who do I need your consent to be with?"

The Saint of Yao Chi looked up at the old man with a sneer on her lips, and then said: "Or do you think that the Taoist sect is invincible in the world?"

Mo Yang frowned slightly, the Taoist sect...

This is the first time he has heard of this force. Although he has read many ancient books in the past, he seems to have not seen any records about this force.

After hearing what the Saint of Yao Chi said, could it be that the Taoist sect is also a Taoist sect that has been passed down for thousands of years?

The old man narrowed his eyes and stared at the Saint of Yao Chi. He did not refute, and the expression on his face had become completely solemn.

"If you and the younger generation of thieves insist on setting foot in the Central Region..."

The old man spoke in a cold voice, but before he finished speaking, the Saint of Yao Chi sneered and said: "Then what?"

While the Saint of Yao Chi spoke, she slowly stood up.

"If I go east, does the Dao Sect want to destroy my Yao Chi Holy Land?"

The Yao Chi Saint still had a smile on her lips, and her voice was still calm, as if she was talking about an insignificant little thing.

But the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became extremely tense.

The faces of the seven Saint Emperor Realm powerhouses of the Xuanyuan Imperial Clan and the Taihuang Sect were all solemn at this time, and everyone was as if they were facing a great enemy.

The old man did not speak, but stared at the Yao Chi Saint.

"Boom..."

However, the Yao Chi Saint suddenly made a move, and raised her right hand slightly, and the old man's face suddenly changed, and his body was actually fixed directly.

Above his head, the void seemed to collapse, and there were cracking sounds, and then an ancient character slowly emerged.

"Emperor's text!"

Er Gouzi couldn't help but scream.

The so-called Emperor's text is a secret method created by the emperor. The font engraved with Taoism is a trajectory of Taoism.

Once engraved, it has unparalleled power!

Mo Yang was also shocked. There are many records about the Emperor's Text in ancient books, but this kind of Taoist text is extremely rare. Only the Emperor-level Taoist school can possess this secret method.

The other eight strong men changed their faces and retreated one after another.

Another old man from the Taoist school was shocked and angry, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

Even though the Yaochi Holy Land is an Emperor-level Taoist school, the Emperor's Text is not accessible to everyone, and even if it can be practiced, it is definitely not something that ordinary practitioners can comprehend.

In his opinion, the mysterious girl in front of him is probably also an extraordinary identity in the Yaochi Holy Land.

However, the Yaochi Saint did not respond to his words, but walked slowly forward and walked towards the imprisoned old man.

"You haven't answered me yet. If I insist on going east, what will your Taoist school do?"

She repeated the previous words and asked.

The old man looked at the Yaochi Saint in doubt. He struggled with all his strength, but the power in his body was completely suppressed. Now his body was frozen there, and he couldn't move at all.

"Think about the consequences. If you take action, you will start a war with our Dao Sect!" Another old man from the Dao Sect was shocked and angry.

But just as he finished speaking, the Saint of Yao Chi suddenly pressed down with her palm, and the mysterious imperial text instantly pressed down with her movement.

"Puff..."

In an instant, blood splattered, and the imprisoned old man was like paste, his body was instantly crushed, and he had no power to resist.

The key is that the private room is still intact. This control of force shocked Mo Yang to the point that it could not be more.

At this moment, the entire private room was completely silent.

The other eight strong men froze in place. Even though the imprisoned old man had a strong cultivation, his body was crushed by the imperial text, and most of his life force was instantly wiped out.

Although the old man was not dead, this blow had directly made him lose his fighting power.

The Yao Chi Saint looked calm, and she crushed a Taoist Saint Emperor with her hand without even frowning, as if nothing had happened.

She moved her eyes to another old man from the Taoist sect, and said, "I'll give you a chance. You can just go back to the Taoist sect and summon the Taoist masters to Kunlun to do it!"

The old man came back to his senses from his shock, looked at the flesh and blood that had not yet gathered together, and looked up at the Yao Chi Saint. For a moment, he didn't dare to speak.

The Yao Chi Saint frowned slightly, raised her hand and pointed at Mo Yang, and then said, "Also, he called me Senior Sister!"