Ancient Gods

After nearly a year, Mo Yang was practicing this set of skills again, and his mood was complicated.

Two tombs of the gods, separated by two continents, spanned thousands of years, and engraved a set of skills.

This was left by the Star Emperor, and also left for him.

In the long years of Xuantian Continent, this was a set of unparalleled magic skills that made people tremble with fear.

Once on Xuantian Continent, Mo Yang only got the first part of the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons from the Tomb of the Gods. At that time, he didn't know that this set of notorious forbidden skills had a second part until he entered the ancient secret realm and walked into the Tomb of the Gods...

After coming to the wilderness, although the true energy in his body was dissipated, it also gave Mo Yang enough time to comprehend the skills he had practiced before, and the first and second parts of the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons were integrated.

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Although Mo Yang disagreed with the evaluation of the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons in those rumors, he had to admit that this set of exercises was indeed weird.

Because after integrating the upper and lower parts of the exercises, Mo Yang discovered that the so-called upper and lower parts could actually be reversed.

If the lower part is used to connect the upper part, it is like the reverse flow of true qi. In Mo Yang's guess, it may burst out with unimaginable power, but he has never dared to try it.

Because even if it is activated normally now, the mind will be disturbed by the exercises, the desire to kill in the heart will surge, and violent emotions will breed.

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At this time, the surroundings were deadly quiet, and everyone was so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Duan Chenxiang awakened the magic sword soul, so the bloody figure appeared behind him, but what about Mo Yang?

Could it be that Mo Yang also has a magic sword?

Moreover, there were hundreds of people watching, and everyone could see that Mo Yang was more like a demon than Duan Chenxiang.

Seeing the bloodthirsty smile on Mo Yang's lips, even Duan Chenxiang was frightened. He was also very puzzled at this moment, and didn't understand why Mo Yang's methods were so similar to his.

"Do you also have a magic weapon?" Duan Chenxiang asked angrily in doubt.

This sentence was also what many cultivators wanted to say, and everyone wanted to know the answer.

However, Mo Yang just laughed, and his laughter sounded sinister, like a demon grinning.

"Boom..."

Mo Yang took a step forward, and the tall shadow behind him moved in unison with him. Although it was only a faint shadow, his eyes seemed to be about to open, and there was a glow in his empty eyes.

As his footsteps fell, the entire sky was shaking, as if it was about to turn over.

Duan Chenxiang's face changed slightly. He held the magic sword tightly in his right hand and watched Mo Yang approach step by step. Circles of halos spread out from Mo Yang as the center, and the aura that permeated was frightening.

However, in the eyes of countless horrified people, Mo Yang did not take out any magic sword, but directly clenched his fist and blasted Duan Chenxiang through the air, simple and rough.

It was just this seemingly ordinary attack that shocked everyone. A bloody fist print rushed out, and a terrifying air wave rolled. The air that was still calm a moment ago was directly set off by a storm, the void collapsed, and the chaotic mist was diffused.

Duan Chenxiang shouted in a low voice, and his right hand suddenly raised the magic sword and slashed it fiercely. The bloody killing light fell down, splitting the fist print, and the sword light continued to slash forward.

In this case, if it were a normal cultivator, he might choose to dodge, but Mo Yang's actions made the onlookers exclaim again and again.

He actually rushed directly towards the sword light, and then punched the sword light with his fist.

A roar erupted in the air, the sword light shattered, and the blood-colored true energy flowing on Mo Yang's fist was shaken off, leaving a blood mark.

Mo Yang did not stop at all, took a step forward, activated the Xing character scroll, and appeared directly in front of Duan Chenxiang, and then punched Duan Chenxiang again.

"You are looking for death!"

Duan Chenxiang was furious. At this time, he awakened the sword spirit of the magic sword. Mo Yang dared to be so fearless, as if he was humiliating him.

He swung the magic sword towards Mo Yang, and Mo Yang did not retreat at all. His fist continued to move forward, and then fiercely collided with the magic sword in Duan Chenxiang's hand.

"Clang..."

A harsh metal tremor resounded in all directions, and many cultivators' faces changed drastically. They hurriedly closed their ears. Some cultivators were even directly shaken by the spreading sound waves and their ears bled.

Duan Chenxiang retreated one after another, his face changed greatly, the magic sword in his hand was shaking violently, almost slipping out of his hand, blood-colored light kept emitting, and he had to use his strength several times to hold the magic sword.

The terrifying recoil force also shook Mo Yang's body back again and again, his fist was bloody, but the wounds were healing very quickly, and in just a blink of an eye, the wounds had begun to heal.

The onlookers were shocked. That was a magic sword, and Mo Yang actually fought with his bare hands. At this time, he looked like a complete lunatic.

Duan Chenxiang was full of murderous intent. He looked at the magic sword in his hand, fearing that the magic sword would break, because the force just now was really terrifying. In his cognition, that force had definitely surpassed the scope of the Great Saint Realm.

Fortunately, after a careful look, the magic sword was not damaged.

"You forced me to do this!"

Duan Chenxiang stared at Mo Yang, his face ferocious, and spoke word by word. It was the first time for everyone to see him like this and the first time they saw him say such words.

Then, the bloody figure behind him slowly merged into his body. With a roar, a monstrous demonic energy emanated from Duan Chenxiang's body.

This scene made all the cultivators who were watching change their faces. Did Duan Chenxiang give up completely? He seemed to want to let go completely and merge with the magic sword.

Many cultivators realized it and retreated violently, because if Duan Chenxiang's mind was completely lost, he would be controlled by the magic sword at that time, and the result would be disastrous. He might become a pure killing maniac.

The two young geniuses who came with Duan Chen in the distance wanted to stop him, but it was too late. They had heard a lot about the evil reputation of the magic sword, and they also knew what consequences Duan Chenxiang would cause by doing this.

Mo Yang stared at Duan Chenxiang for a while. There was no fear on his face. Instead, the look in his eyes became more and more crazy. He shouted: "You also take my sword!"

Mo Yang's consciousness was extremely clear. He naturally knew that Duan Chenxiang's next attack would be extremely terrifying, but he was not worried about anything, because his cultivation had recovered and he still had many tricks that he had not yet revealed.

Then, a flash of light appeared in his hand, and a silver-white war halberd appeared in his hand. He gently rubbed it with his palm. He hadn't used it for too long. This was the weapon left to him by his master, a genuine great sage-level war weapon.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes, and the internal skills were silently running. The true energy flowed out from his hands, and the war halberd seemed to be coated with a layer of blood-colored light.

At the same time, a peerless murderous intent suddenly burst out, surging in all directions like a river bursting its banks...

These were the two sword techniques he had obtained before. This was the first one. Using the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons to activate it, the murderous intent almost doubled.