Ancient Gods

As the cry sounded, everyone's eyes swept towards the night sky in an instant.

There was indeed a black shadow standing in the air!

At first glance, it looked like a ghost, because when he appeared, no one seemed to notice it.

Nearly ten monks of the Buddhist sect who were sitting cross-legged outside the Xuantian Holy Land also looked up at this time, and the expressions on everyone's faces changed.

Some frowned, and some had a little anger in their eyes...

Because the person they were waiting for came!

Er Gouzi looked up at the figure in the night sky. Although he was relieved, he also had some worries.

Because it knew very well that Mo Yang was different now. His mind was disturbed by the magic spell left by the Demon Emperor, and the devil in his heart took the lead.

Although Mo Yang appeared, he might not come to save the Xuantian Holy Land.

All the strong men in Yaowang Valley slowly gathered together, and even the faces of the Saint Emperors became solemn.

Because judging from the two attacks just now, Mo Yang's fighting power is much stronger than they expected.

And although Mo Yang stood quietly in the air at this time, he had a bloodthirsty evil smile on his face, which was completely different from the reaction of a normal person.

He did not rescue Yu Yao who was nailed to the Heavenly Dao Divine Tree, nor did he rescue Wu Zhan and the elders of Xuantian Holy Land who were suppressed, and he didn't even look at them.

If it were in the past, with Mo Yang's temperament, he would never do so.

There was no sadness or regret in his eyes, but only that inexplicable crazy look.

He glanced at everyone, and then finally looked at the Holy Maiden Peak, but he was not looking at the Holy Maiden Yu Yao, but at the towering Emperor Wood.

"My tree, you dare to touch it!"

He finally spoke, and actually said such a sentence that made everyone confused.

Moreover, everyone knows that the Emperor Wood belongs to Xuantian Holy Land, which is even the foundation of Xuantian Holy Land's establishment.

When did it become Mo Yang's?

After saying that, he turned around and first glanced at the nearly ten monks of the Buddhist sect, grinning, his expression was as evil as it could be.

Then he glanced at the many small families and small forces that participated in the attack on Xuantian Holy Land, and finally fell on the powerful people of Yaowang Valley.

Mo Yang stared directly at the Holy Emperor holding the Great Holy Soldier!

He smiled coldly and said, "Old man, did you do it?"

Before the Holy Emperor of Yaowang Valley could speak, Mo Yang continued, "You are looking for death!"

He had no extra words, unlike before when he would weigh the pros and cons. As soon as he finished speaking, he actually rushed directly towards the Holy Emperor.

Er Gouzi wanted to persuade him, but he held back when the words came to his lips. Now it seemed that nothing he said would be of any use.

It looked at the Holy Maiden Peak, hiding its breath and quietly lurking towards the top of the peak.

Er Gouzi knew Mo Yang. He knew that if Yu Yao died today, when he came to Mo Yang and regained consciousness, it would become Mo Yang's eternal pain.

Now he could not do anything else, all he could do was to find an opportunity to rescue Yu Yao.

"Ignorant boy, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" The Saint Emperor of Medicine King Valley roared. Seeing that Mo Yang was actually rushing towards him, he swung the Great Saint War Sword in his hand and stabbed it fiercely.

"Boom..."

And a dark spear appeared in Mo Yang's hand at some point. In the blink of an eye, the two Great Saint-level war weapons collided violently.

With a deafening sound, the visible energy waves instantly spread, and the two were shocked and flew back.

The Saint Emperor of Medicine King Valley retreated dozens of steps in the air. After stabilizing his body, his face instantly became solemn, and he was even more shocked.

Although his cultivation had reached the Saint Emperor realm, he was actually slightly inferior in this attack, which made him almost unbelievable.

However, before he could come back to his senses, Mo Yang rushed up again, and his figure flashed, and he was already close.

Seeing this scene, the two Saint Kings of Yaowang Valley immediately dodged to block it.

But Mo Yang didn't pay any attention at all, and let the attacks of the two Saint Kings fall on him. He held the spear in his hand without changing the direction, and stabbed directly at the Saint Emperor.

However, the two Saint Kings of the second level attacked with all their strength, and the attacks they launched did not stop Mo Yang's body at all. Instead, they were violently shaken away by a golden light.

Mo Yang instantly sacrificed the spiritual palace vision, and golden light lingered around him, like a mysterious scroll covering his body.

"Eight spiritual palaces!"

A high monk of the Buddhist sect couldn't help but speak, and it was not difficult to hear a strong surprise in his voice.

Because from ancient times to the present, it seems that no one can open up the spiritual palace to this extent...

Even if Mo Yang has the blood of the ancient gods, this has already subverted common sense.

The Saint Emperor of Medicine King Valley didn't have time to think, and hurriedly urged the Great Saint War Sword to slash out fiercely.

However, this attack only split the spiritual palace vision that Mo Yang had triggered, and Mo Yang, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face, came to him in a flash, and instantly stabbed the dark spear into his chest.

Then Mo Yang swung the spear with one hand and directly lifted up the Saint Emperor of Medicine King Valley.

He laughed wildly a few times, and a huge wave emanated from his body. The violent power flowed through his arm into the dark spear, and then it shook violently.

"Ah..."

The Saint Emperor of Medicine King Valley roared a few times, and his body was instantly torn into pieces, and blood splattered everywhere.

Countless cultivators witnessed this horrific scene with their own eyes, and I don't know how many people felt cold all over.

Especially the small forces and families who participated in the attack on Xuantian Holy Land, everyone was so scared that their faces turned pale.

Such a scene, anyone who sees it will probably find it difficult to remain calm?

You must know that Mo Yang is only in the Saint King realm, and the Saint Emperor of Medicine King Valley is only in the first level of Saint Emperor, but he is still a Saint Emperor after all.

And holding the Great Saint Soldier, his combat power is unquestionable.

Because it was him who blasted open the restriction of the Saint Maiden Peak with one sword, and cut the Emperor Wood on the top of the Saint Maiden Peak in half with one sword...

But at this time, after only two rounds, his body was directly shattered by Mo Yang.

Although as a Saint Emperor, such injuries did not threaten his life at all, but who was stronger and who was weaker was self-evident.

The faces of several other strong men in Medicine King Valley changed drastically, and they could not care about anything else at this time, and instantly surrounded Mo Yang.

Because among the strong men dispatched by Medicine King Valley this time, there was more than one Saint Emperor, and the few who had fought with Wu Zhan before had stronger cultivation than the man holding the Great Saint Battle Sword.

"You want to die too?" Mo Yang looked at the dozen or so strong men who surrounded him in an instant. His expression did not change, but his smile became even stronger, and his bloodthirsty look became even stronger.

"Mo Yang, you will die tonight!" A Saint King who was just blown away shouted at Mo Yang with courage.

But when Mo Yang's eyes fell on him, his expression suddenly changed.

Before he could react, a dark spear instantly pierced his chest.

In his sight, Mo Yang was still standing in the same place, as if he had never moved.

But Mo Yang's sneer sounded in his ears.

"Hehe, if you want to kill me, you have to die first!"

Mo Yang used the "War" scroll and instantly transformed into a clone. The clone stood in the same place, while the main body used the "Travel" scroll and turned into a stream of light and rushed out.

Not to mention that he was only a Saint King of the second level, even the several Saint Emperors present did not react.