Ancient Gods

Watching the sarcophagus being put into the Star Emperor Tower by Mo Yang, Er Gouzi came up.

"Boy, what's going on?" Er Gouzi stared at Mo Yang and asked.

At this time, Mo Yang's breath had not yet completely calmed down, the true qi in his meridians was still running at a high speed, and the restless power in his body had not yet subsided.

Mo Yang shook his head, the panic in his eyes had not yet dissipated, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

When putting the sarcophagus into the Star Emperor Tower, Mo Yang borrowed the power of the Emperor Tower to close the coffin lid, otherwise it would be unknown what other changes would happen.

"Boy, keep it for you to sacrifice your own war weapon in the future. This is a rare divine material in the ages, and it is not comparable to other natural divine materials!" Er Gouzi said.

If the bones can be sacrificed into a weapon, it must have unparalleled power.

Then they searched in this space, but this was just an ancient battlefield that had been sealed for endless years. Most of the corpses would be turned into bone powder and floated up as long as the air flow surged, and they had completely decayed.

Between some corpses, there were some broken pieces of war weapons. They were so old that they had lost their divinity and no longer had the sharp edge they once had.

"These war weapons are probably not ordinary weapons. Although they are broken, they have not been completely wiped out by time after countless years. They were just destroyed after all..." Er Gouzi picked up a broken sword from the ground, his mouth full of regret.

The patterns on the war sword were wiped out a lot, otherwise it must be a peerless fierce weapon.

Because Er Gouzi urged it at this time, the rust on the surface of the war weapon actually retreated very quickly, and it became cold and shining in the blink of an eye, and it could also reveal a faint supreme aura, which even scared Mo Yang.

"What happened here must have been a peerless imperial war!" Er Gouzi said very confidently. Being able to wipe out the Dao patterns on the war weapon is obviously not something that ordinary cultivators can do.

This ancient battlefield covered in dust was very large, but Mo Yang and Er Gouzi spent several hours walking through the entire battlefield, and did not find anything else of value.

"Let's go, let's leave here first!" Mo Yang looked around, and then returned to the blood pool.

He looked up and looked silently. If an ordinary cultivator fell into this place, he would definitely be trapped to death inside, because there was a barrier under the blood pool. It was easy to get in, but if you want to leave, I'm afraid even the Great Sage can't blast it open.

Mo Yang stared at it for a moment, then calmed down and raised his hand to carve the emperor's text.

Er Gouzi saw this scene and stared at it intently, not wanting to miss any of Mo Yang's movements.

"Boom..."

As strands of patterns emerged, the world-shaking aura swept over. Not long after, Mo Yang stopped, and then suddenly raised his hand up for a while.

However, even though the Emperor's text had unparalleled power, it was still difficult to truly exert its power in Mo Yang's hands. The Emperor's text fell on the barrier, and although the barrier was trembling, it was not broken.

"Fuck, can't even the Emperor's text be opened..." Er Gouzi was shocked.

It kept staring at Mo Yang, observing every move and detail of Mo Yang, but it was useless.

The Emperor's text was too mysterious, containing the laws of heaven and earth. If you don't understand it, you can't depict it even if you look at it ten or a hundred times.

Mo Yang's face also became solemn. He thought that the Emperor's text was enough to blast it open, but who would have thought that the barrier was still so solid after endless years.

After calming down, he took out two pills and swallowed them, and raised his hand again to write the second Emperor's text.

"Boy, slow down!" Er Gouzi's eyes almost popped out, and his eyes were fixed on Mo Yang's palm.

This Emperor's text was more complicated than the previous one. Mo Yang had carved it before, and it was a word "gan".

The more Er Gouzi looked at it, the more annoyed he became. Although Mo Yang was slow, it was not because he deliberately slowed down, but because he could not carve it quickly. His cultivation was too low, and his understanding of the imperial text was still at the initial stage, so he could only barely carve it.

"Boom..."

As the imperial text was completed, the breath it exuded directly frightened Er Gouzi and made him retreat again and again. It was too close, which made him extremely frightened.

Mo Yang stood there. Because of the excessive consumption of true energy, a layer of fine sweat beads had already penetrated his forehead, and his breathing became rapid.

"Boom..."

He slowly raised his palm and pushed the mysterious ancient character towards the barrier.

After a while, there was a loud bang, and the imperial text and the barrier collided fiercely. The barrier trembled wildly, but the imperial text slowly dissipated.

Mo Yang sighed lightly, but before he could think about it, the barrier made a crisp sound of cracking, and then cracks on the barrier began to appear, spreading to the surroundings one by one.

Then there was a loud rumble, the barrier suddenly shattered, and the fishy yellow blood suddenly poured down. Mo Yang hurriedly pulled back.

As the barrier shattered, this space also began to collapse. Mo Yang glanced at Er Gouzi and rushed towards the barrier.

Standing opposite the blood pool, looking at the mysterious space below that was collapsing rapidly, Mo Yang sighed lightly. This tragic battlefield was buried like this. I am afraid that no one will know that there is such a place full of corpses on Xuantian Continent in the future.

The purpose of this trip is to find Xia Fengliu. Now that Xia Fengliu has not been seen, Mo Yang and Er Gouzi can only continue to walk in.

The spacious stone road is indescribably quiet. When you walk by, you will make a clear sound of footsteps, which will continue to echo in the stone road.

"Boy, I feel that this place is very weird. Are you sure you want to continue to walk in? Why does it feel more terrifying than the space just now!"

Er Gouzi kept looking around and couldn't help shrinking his neck. It seemed that there were gusts of cold wind blowing out of the stone road, making it feel cold all over.

"That dirty boy is also a damned one. Why did he come to this ghost place when he could go anywhere else?" Er Gouzi kept muttering.

After walking hundreds of meters, the stone road came to the end. A ray of light shone in from the end of the stone road, making Mo Yang slow down his pace.

"Is it the exit?" Mo Yang frowned and spoke suspiciously.

"What the hell, where is Xia Fengliu? Did that bastard Nie Yun lie and trick us here to kill us in this ghost place?" Er Gouzi also became suspicious.

Mo Yang observed silently for a moment and shook his head and said, "It's not the exit!"

His expression gradually became solemn, and there seemed to be another mysterious space in front of him.

After a pause, Mo Yang walked forward step by step. The moment he left the stone road, as he expected, he instantly entered a mysterious space. What he saw was a small world full of vitality, like a primitive dense forest left over from ancient times.

But after a glance, he was stunned, because he saw Xia Fengliu.

But Xia Fengliu's body was actually swallowed up by an ancient tree, and now only half of his body was left outside the trunk. The scene looked indescribably weird.