Ancient Gods

Seeing the images around the ancient chessboard disappear, Mo Yang hurriedly ran the Xing Zi scroll and rushed to the chessboard, putting it into the Xinghuang Tower.

The gray-robed great sage stood in the distance, with shock in his eyes. There were spots of blood on his gray robe. At that moment, his body almost collapsed, and his soul seemed to be shattered by the ethereal sound waves.

For a while, the Medicine King Valley was dead silent.

Although they saw that the ancient chessboard had been taken away by Mo Yang, the other strong men still did not dare to do it.

Everyone was afraid that the scene just now would happen again. If Mo Yang took out the chessboard again, God knew what would happen.

The gray-robed great sage stared at Mo Yang and said in doubt: "Who are you?"

Because at this time, in addition to shock, he was also very confused.

Mo Yang's blood could actually touch the remaining mark!

At first, he thought it was because Mo Yang had the blood of the ancient gods, but in fact it seemed not to be the case.

Mo Yang did not speak, and his heart was not at peace at this time.

He did not expect the changes that happened today. He failed to activate the power of the chessboard, but it seemed more terrible than activating the ancient chessboard.

The key is that all this is not under his control. If he does not handle it well, he may also be involved.

Suppressing his turbulent emotions, Mo Yang looked around, and finally stared at the gray-robed great sage, and said: "Old man, are you going to continue to stop me?"

At this time, everyone looked at Mo Yang in doubt. Originally, they thought that with a great sage taking action, Mo Yang would have no chance to escape today, but no one expected that Mo Yang actually had such a method.

Mo Yang had never used it before. A few days ago in Xuantian Holy Land, facing many powerful enemies, Mo Yang had never used this method.

The gray-robed great sage was affected just now and seemed to have been severely injured.

At this time, he just stared at Mo Yang, and had no intention of continuing to move.

"Since no one is stopping me, I'll stop here today and come to visit you another day!" Mo Yang laughed and said this.

Then he turned around and directly used the Xing character scroll, rushing out of Medicine King Valley.

The strong men of Medicine King Valley all stopped him. Medicine King Valley suffered such a great loss today. If Mo Yang was allowed to leave alive, Medicine King Valley would really lose face.

Mo Yang paused, glanced at the strong men of Medicine King Valley, and said, "Are you not dead enough?"

"Do you want to continue?"

As he said that, Mo Yang brought out the ancient chessboard again.

Seeing this scene, the strong men changed color, and they were shocked and angry.

For them, it was a dilemma at this time. It was not right to stop or not to stop.

If they did not stop, they would definitely add countless laughing stocks in the public eye. If they stopped, they knew better than anyone how terrible the scene just now was, and they might pay the price with their lives.

The grey-robed Great Saint said in a deep voice: "Don't stop him, let him go!"

Everyone was shocked. Even the Great Saint spoke directly like this. Was he afraid of Mo Yang? Or did he have other unknown purposes?

Mo Yang laughed loudly, and the rolling sound waves spread all over the place. Then he turned and rushed directly to the entrance of Medicine King Valley.

The water in Medicine King Valley was too deep. Mo Yang had inadvertently sensed that there seemed to be more than one Great Saint in the depths of Medicine King Valley.

Mo Yang was unwilling to stay here for too long. He had sensed that there seemed to be two breaths hidden in the dark. Although the breath was weak, it seemed to be two Great Saints.

Mo Yang was very fast. Without any hesitation, he disappeared in the blink of an eye, and only a loud laugh was heard.

The cultivators gathered at the entrance of Medicine King Valley sighed. At this time, everyone did not dare to stay and turned to leave Medicine King Valley.

After Mo Yang left Medicine King Valley, his face became completely solemn. He never thought that Medicine King Valley was so powerful. After hiding for so long, there were actually several great saints in charge.

He sighed lightly. Now with the turmoil on the continent, many powerful people hiding in the dark began to show their figures.

"I still have to work hard to become stronger. The continent is now treacherous. You have to be strong enough to survive!" With a sigh, he looked far away in the direction of Medicine King Valley, and then stepped into the air at a high speed.

Mo Yang came outside Xuantian Holy Land.

The holy land no longer looked like it used to be. The blood of the battle a few days ago almost dyed this piece of pure land red. Although it has been washed by heavy rain several times, many places are still covered with dried blood.

The air is still filled with a bloody smell, which lingers for a long time.

Mo Yang sighed and then flew down.

After a great battle, this ancient holy land was almost destroyed. Only three or two of the elders survived, and more than half of the disciples were killed.

Mo Yang felt somewhat guilty, after all, it was all because of him.

"Swoosh..."

A black shadow flew over and landed on a broken stone several meters away.

Er Gouzi stared at Mo Yang with a look of doubt, looking at him again and again, and then asked tentatively: "Boy, are you okay?"

Mo Yang looked at Er Gouzi silently. These days, Er Gouzi has done some serious work.

Mo Yang sighed and said: "How are the others?"

Er Gouzi looked slightly stunned, looked at Mo Yang suspiciously, and said: "I wonder if you still know that damn guy?"

Mo Yang's face was dark, a little speechless, and he wanted to slap this guy.

Although the devil dominated his heart these days, although his mind was sinking, he also felt a lot.

It was during this period that he comprehended the Emperor's text. Although the reincarnation seal left by the Demon Emperor was terrible, during this period when the demonic nature dominated, he seemed to have understood many techniques invisibly.

"I'll go see her!"

Mo Yang spoke, his divine thoughts spread out, instantly covering the entire Xuantian Holy Land, and then his figure flashed and left.

Er Gouzi looked at Mo Yang's departing back, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, muttering: "This damn thing seems to have become stronger again!"

And on the ruined Holy Maiden Peak, Yu Yao, who was sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes.