Ancient Gods

Mo Yang looked down at this time. Wu Zhan was seriously injured in the previous battle, defeated and captured, and his cultivation had long been sealed.

At this time, a Saint Emperor of Medicine King Valley grabbed him and held a sharp sword across Wu Zhan's neck.

The powerful men of Medicine King Valley were obviously desperate. Seeing that they could not fight against Mo Yang, because even several monks of the Buddhist Sect could not suppress Mo Yang, they did not care about the despicable means and pushed Wu Zhan out as a bargaining chip to threaten Mo Yang.

"Grand Elder!" Yu Yao could not help but exclaimed.

After Wu Zhan was defeated and captured, he was tortured inhumanly. He was covered with wounds and his robes were stained with blood.

Who would have thought that the Grand Elder of a great holy land would end up in such a situation one day.

With his cultivation, even if he was defeated, he could escape, but tonight was related to the survival of Xuantian Holy Land, he could only fight to the death, and ended up like this now.

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"Mo Yang, no matter you are possessed by a demon or what, kill those who should be killed, don't worry about me!"

At this time, he raised his head with disheveled hair and looked at Mo Yang, and spoke loudly to Mo Yang, his old face full of determination.

"I have only one request, protect the saint, and if possible, take away the disciples who are not dead yet!"

He then spoke loudly.

The Saint Emperor of Medicine King Valley was shocked and angry. He exerted force with his palm, and the sharp sword edge instantly cut into Wu Zhan's neck. He looked up at Mo Yang and shouted: "Mo Yang, if you don't stop, he will definitely lose his head!"

Mo Yang looked down, glanced at the Saint Emperor of Medicine King Valley, laughed, and then his eyes were full of bloodthirstiness and violence, and he said coldly: "You want to use him to threaten me?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in his words, and he didn't seem to care about Wu Zhan's life or death at all.

The Saint Emperor of Medicine King Valley changed color, stared at Mo Yang and said angrily: "He is the Supreme Elder of Xuantian Holy Land, and he has protected you many times!"

"So what?" Mo Yang smiled evilly, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. He actually responded like this.

Yu Yao was stunned and stared at Mo Yang.

"Haha, good, I really didn't misjudge you. You are decisive enough. You should be more ruthless at the critical moment. Go!" Wu Zhan didn't say anything after hearing this. Instead, he laughed and urged Mo Yang to take action.

The Saint Emperor of Medicine Valley wanted to say something, but before he could open his mouth, Mo Yang actually took action without any hesitation.

"Die!"

Mo Yang uttered a word with murderous intent.

"Boom..."

As soon as the words fell, an eight-story stone tower suddenly appeared and fell down suddenly.

The Saint Emperor of Medicine Valley changed his face drastically. Since it appeared, Mo Yang has not used the Emperor Tower. I didn't expect that he would take it out directly at this time.

The stone tower trembled slightly, and a supreme pressure suddenly came out, pouring down all over the sky.

The Saint Emperor of Medicine Valley roared continuously. At this time, he didn't care about Wu Zhan at all, and he withdrew violently.

But the Emperor Tower seemed to lock him, and as he moved, the stone tower suddenly pressed down.

"Boom..."

With a muffled sound, the ground seemed to turn over, and many cultivators were directly thrown to the ground. The Saint Emperor of Medicine King Valley was pressed under the stone tower. Needless to say, everyone knew the result.

Not to mention being directly suppressed by the imperial tower, even if it was just touched, it was enough to shatter it.

Although Wu Zhan was also affected and his body was shaken and flew out, he was not dead after all and saved his life.

Following closely, the stone tower rose from the ground and suddenly crashed into other strong men in Medicine King Valley.

In an instant, this place was completely in chaos, and a series of exclamations sounded. The faces of the strong men in Medicine King Valley changed drastically and hurriedly flew back.

The crowd watching was also extremely shocked. Fearing that they would be affected by the aftermath of the imperial soldiers, they also screamed and retreated.

"Puff..."

In mid-air, a Saint Emperor of Medicine King Valley was hit hard by the imperial tower and was directly shaken into a bloody mist.

At this time, the Emperor Wave was surging, and the Star Emperor Tower was faintly beginning to revive, emitting an unparalleled pressure, as if an ancient emperor had descended.

On the top of the Holy Maiden Peak, the towering Emperor Wood was full of brilliance, as if it had sensed something, emitting brilliant rays of light.

Then it actually rose from the top of the Holy Maiden Peak, flew towards the Star Emperor Tower, and directly sank into the Star Emperor Tower.

At the same time, Mo Yang also moved, holding a war halberd, performing the Xingzi scroll and flashing continuously, and in the blink of an eye, he chopped the two Holy Kings of Medicine King Valley in the sky.

Although the Buddhist monks were extremely shocked and angry, seeing the Emperor Tower rampaging in the sky, no one dared to step forward at this time, and they even hurriedly retreated to avoid it.

In the night sky, there were screams and roars.

How bloody the scene was when attacking Xuantian Holy Land before, how tragic this scene was at this time.

Because Mo Yang's current methods were indeed extremely cruel, he laughed wildly, and several Saint Kings were torn to pieces alive by him, and the strong smell of blood filled the air again.

The scene in the air was terrifying to everyone. Although Mo Yang's mind was affected by the devil, he seemed to be taking revenge.

Several Saint Kings of Medicine Valley fell completely in just half an hour. One of them had already escaped, but was pierced through the head by the war halberd thrown by Mo Yang, and was nailed directly to a green mountain in the distance.

Those Saint Kings were already terrified, and the ending was predictable.

This was almost a one-sided massacre, just like how Xuantian Holy Land was besieged by many strong men at the beginning.

Seeing the fall of each and every powerful man in Yaowang Valley, the small forces and small families who participated in the attack on Xuantian Holy Land were frightened and fled in panic.

In the past, Mo Yang might not have bothered to argue with ordinary cultivators, but it is different now. He has also left many wounds on his body after fighting so far. This not only did not damage his combat power, but also made his demonic nature flourish.

Seeing the small cultivators fleeing into the distance, Mo Yang did not pursue them, but instead used all his strength to mobilize the Great Saint Soldiers to sweep them away, streaks of sword light piercing the sky.

Along with the screams, blood rain flew...

"Mo Yang, put down the butcher knife!" An old monk looked at this scene and roared at Mo Yang.

But Mo Yang didn't respond to his words at all, but directly picked up the dark spear and stabbed him.

"puff……"

The golden lotus on the head of the eminent monk immediately collapsed, and the spear pierced his body. The violent power poured into his body along the spear, and the true energy in his body was shaken away.

"What were you doing when Yaowang Valley and other forces raised their butcher knives to attack Xuantian Holy Land?" Mo Yang asked.

He seemed to be really awake at this time. Although his face still had a strong bloodthirsty look, it was a little different from when he first appeared.

"What you did today will be repaid with bad consequences in the future!" The old monk's mouth kept bleeding as he stared at Mo Yang and spoke.

"Haha, cause and effect? ​​What qualifications do you have to talk to me about cause and effect!"

Mo Yang laughed wildly after hearing this, and then violently stirred the spear. The old monk's body suddenly exploded, and blood splashed all over Mo Yang's face.