Ancient Gods

Mo Yang did not hesitate, and with a thought, he took out the Great Sage-level halberd.

Looking at the halberd in his hand and recalling the scene in the illusion just now, his palms broke out in sweat. The illusion was too real, as if it had really happened.

"open……"

Mo Yang used all his strength to activate his skills, and the power of the Holy Emperor was suddenly poured into the halberd, and then he picked up the halberd and slashed towards the sarcophagus in front.

The several sarcophagi in front were empty and the coffin lids were open. Mo Yang wanted to try to smash these sarcophagi to see if the mysterious magic circle here would be split open.

As a peerless sword light slashed out, the two sarcophagi were instantly split open and shattered into stone fragments all over the ground.

However, before Mo Yang could take action, veins appeared in the broken debris, and blood-colored magic lines swam. The broken sarcophagus began to heal like a strong man repairing his battle body, and at an extremely fast speed.

"Holy shit, shit..." Ergouzi was so surprised that he spat out several mouthfuls of toilet water.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, even Mo Yang wouldn't believe it.

You must know that it is a sarcophagus, not a living thing, and it can repair itself.

After the debris was gathered together, there was no trace of any breakage.

"What a weird magic pattern!" Mo Yang was also frightened.

He frowned for a while, and then urged the Star Emperor Tower to put the two sarcophagi directly into the stone tower. The magic patterns on them were too weird. If they could be understood, they would be of great use in the future.

Then Mo Yang tensed up, stepped forward step by step, activated the God and Demon Jiuzhuan with all his strength, raised his fist and slammed it towards a stone coffin.

The sarcophagus made a metallic trembling sound. Although it was shattered, the scene was the same as before. As the magic patterns on it floated, those cracks disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Mo Yang activated the Eye of the Ancient God and focused his vision with all his strength. Fortunately, although the sarcophagus was strange, his sight could penetrate into it, and some vague outlines could be seen faintly.

Mo Yang glanced one by one and saw that many of the sarcophagi were empty. Then he looked to the other side. After scanning, Mo Yang changed his color and hurriedly stepped forward, suddenly raised his fist and hit the sarcophagus with all his strength.

At this time, Er Gouzi also hurriedly stepped forward to help, slamming his two claws on the sarcophagus.

The sarcophagus was suddenly shattered, and a body inside fell out as the sarcophagus shattered. Ergouzi's eyes were quick, and he slapped the body away with a slap.

Then a man and a beast hurriedly rushed to the body, but this was not Xia Fengliu. Although he was a young man, his appearance was nothing like Xia Fengliu.

"Nima, who is this?" Ergouzi stared at the young man from head to toe, and then said, "He is actually alive!"

Mo Yang looked familiar at the young man's attire, and after thinking about it silently for a moment, he suddenly remembered that he was a disciple of Jianshan.

"They are from Jianshan. It seems that what Nie Yun said is true!" Mo Yang said in a deep voice.

He concentrated and felt that there was still a trace of life in this young man's body, but his whole body was covered with mysterious blood-colored veins, which looked as weird as possible.

However, a glimmer of hope ignited in Mo Yang's heart. The young man was only eroded by the magic pattern and was not completely dead yet. Xia Fengliu should still have the possibility of survival.

"Blast away the others too!" Mo Yang glanced at the other sarcophagi.

After blasting open three sarcophagi one after another, the three young men lying inside were all disciples of Jianshan, and they all had the same robes and attire.

After the two sarcophagi were blasted open, two corpses fell out, and the hope that was ignited in Mo Yang's heart was almost dashed.

With a heavy heart, he shouted loudly and shattered a stone coffin with one palm.

"It was him, he was killed that day!" Ergouzi shouted.

If the two parties were not familiar with each other, they would not be able to tell the difference at all, because Xia Fengliu's body was covered with magic patterns at this time, and his appearance had changed a lot.

Mo Yang immediately concentrated on the feeling, and his face immediately darkened.

Those blood-colored magic lines were like blood-colored long worms swimming on the surface of Xia Feng Fluid, almost swallowing up all the life force in Xia Feng Fluid. Although a trace of fluctuation was still felt, they were almost the same as a corpse.

"Who left this sarcophagus? Did they want to kill everyone who set foot here, or did they want to block the world? What is behind it?" Mo Yang raised his head and stared at the back of the tomb.

These Jianshan disciples and Xia Fengliu must have fallen into an illusion before being swallowed by the sarcophagus.

There are so many coffins lying around here. Just looking at them makes people's scalp numb. Once possessed by the magic pattern, death is almost certain.

"These magic patterns did not directly kill the intruders, but slowly devoured the life essence in their bodies. Could it be that they were absorbing the life essence to nourish something?" Ergouzi thought for a long time and said quietly. Open your mouth.

Mo Yang didn't have time to think too much at this time, he took out a treasure pill and shattered it into the Xia Feng fluid.

"Boy, where are the disciples from Jianshan? Should we save them or not?" Ergouzi looked back and asked.

"Senior Sword Master is kind to me. If you can save them, take them out too!" Mo Yang said in a deep voice.

Then he stepped forward, took out several pills and shattered them into the bodies of the Jianshan disciples.

"These people should not be trapped for that long. If the magic patterns in their bodies can be removed, they should have no problem surviving. It's just about their cultivation..." Mo Yang sighed softly.

Mo Yang had previously discovered that those magic patterns were too weird. They not only swallowed up the life essence, but also absorbed the original power of these people. Even if they could survive, their cultivation would probably fall by several realms.

Mo Yang thought for a moment and took those Jianshan disciples into the Star Emperor Tower, and then he brought Xia Fengliu into the Star Emperor Tower.

Sensing Xia Fengliu's situation again, the hope in Mo Yang's heart was gradually shattered.

"Boy, think of a way quickly!" Ergouzi was also anxious. He continuously injected the power in his body into the Xia Feng fluid, trying to drive away those magic patterns, but it was useless.

Mo Yang gritted his teeth and took Xia Fengliu to the fourth floor of the Star Emperor Tower.

"Senior Tower Soul!"

Mo Yang opened his mouth and called several times, but the tower soul didn't respond at all.

Mo Yang looked at the ruined monument on the fourth floor of the Star Emperor Tower and raised his hand to slap it away.

"boom……"

A sudden surge of power shook Mo Yang back.

The tower soul suddenly appeared. He stared at Mo Yang and said in a deep voice: "I warned you, this monument cannot be touched!"

Ta Hun's expression was serious, and he had never looked like this before.

"You actually put the Star Lord's battle bones into the tower. Do you know that if other Star Lords sense it, you will definitely die, and this tower can't save your life!"

He then glanced at Xia Fengliu and said, "He is already dead. Life and death are determined by themselves and no one can change them!"

"Senior!" Mo Yang's eyes were full of eagerness. He had thought of countless ways before, but they were of no use.

Although the tower soul is just a weapon spirit, it is after all a battle soul bred by the emperor's soldiers and possesses the emperor's methods.

"There is still a trace of life left in his body. As long as senior can save him, I will not use the Star Emperor Tower from now on!" Mo Yang said hurriedly.

In the past, the tower soul had always warned him not to touch the Star Emperor Tower rashly, but sometimes he had no choice.

Tahun stared at Mo Yang, was silent for a long time, and then said: "I can only try my best, you must be mentally prepared!"