Ancient Gods

In the distance, Luo Liuxiang looked back and saw the amazing scene in the air, and her heart was filled with turbulent waves.

She knew Mo Yang's cultivation level. Although she felt that Mo Yang had changed again and his cultivation level seemed to have broken through, it was still incredible to her that he could blow up the head of a powerful ancient race.

Although she was shocked, she was not so worried.

In the night sky, another powerful Taixu Mountain came back to his senses after being shocked and rushed to attack Mo Yang, because Mo Yang was full of murderous intent at this time, and seemed to want to kill the powerful Taixu Mountain directly.

"Hmph!"

Mo Yang snorted coldly and turned back to look at the silver-haired old man who had made the move. The cold eyes made the old man stunned and tremble in his heart.

Because in Mo Yang's cold eyes, there was an unspeakable brutality, like a murderous demon.

"Puff..."

The silver-haired old man who made the move was stunned, and a dark red ancient sword pierced his chest.

He then watched the ancient sword violently pierce through his chest, and then the sharp sword edge quickly moved down, splitting the body from the chest down in the blink of an eye...

The old man could even clearly feel the blood in his body gushing out quickly. Although his body was retreating, the demon-like human youth in front of him was following him like a shadow, and the distance between him and him did not change at all.

Many cultivators watching the battle from a distance had not even recovered from the previous shock, and then they saw this amazing scene again. Many cultivators froze in place, and the horrified expressions on their faces seemed to be frozen.

"Ah..."

The old man let out a roar that was not sure whether it was shock or panic, and a strong force suddenly burst out from his body, shocking Mo Yang to fly back.

More than ten feet away, Mo Yang stabilized his body, put away his sword and stood. Except for a bit of coldness on his face, there was no extra expression fluctuation, but the murderous intent emanating from his body became stronger and stronger.

Mo Yang was completely enraged tonight. Originally, there was a blood feud between him and Taixu Mountain. Tonight, these two old guys who had entered the Dao realm actually directly killed Luo Liuxiang and Xiao Zilong. How could he tolerate it?

The two Taixu Mountain masters took this opportunity to repair their bodies in a hurry. The old man whose head was blown up before did not rush to attack after repairing his body, but his figure flashed back dozens of feet away.

The other one was full of blood, and a mysterious bone talisman appeared on his head. It was the power that burst out from the bone talisman that shook Mo Yang away just now.

Until this time, there was a burst of exclamations in the distance. Many cultivators couldn't help but exclaimed after they came back to their senses. This scene was bloody and shocking, especially when they saw it with their own eyes, it brought them unparalleled impact.

"That sword... Could this person be the human race's genius from Tianhen Mountain? He is so fierce!"

"The young are formidable. This is the hope of our human race. He has such fighting power at such a young age. If he is given enough time to grow, his achievements will be limitless!"

"Whose power is he from? Those strongest people who once reached the peak of martial arts were no more than this when they were young..."

"That's how it should be, fellow Daoist, kill these damn things. Do they really think our human race is easy to bully!"

"Yes, these ancient races are human-shaped beasts, kill them!"

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There were all kinds of voices in the exclamations. Some people exclaimed at the fighting power displayed by Mo Yang, and some people shouted...

Hearing the exclamations from all directions, even the little boy Long, who was tightly held in Luo Liuxiang's arms, shouted loudly.

The Fu Family warrior who was still standing on the street looked up at Mo Yang and said with his mind: "My friend, how about we join forces? There are more than two Taixu Mountain warriors appearing everywhere recently. Don't fight too long. If you delay for too long, there may be changes!"

Mo Yang glanced at the Fu Family warrior and did not respond. However, he did not want to waste time. It was not because he was afraid that other Taixu Mountain warriors would come, but because Luo Liuxiang and Xiao Zilong were still waiting for him in the distance.

Although Mo Yang did not respond, the old man of the Fu Family did not care. He took a step forward and his body came to the air. He looked at the Taixu Mountain warrior with a bone talisman on his head dozens of feet away and said coldly: "You are not the only one who can help. Come on, let's settle our accounts!"

The two Taixu Mountain warriors focused most of their attention on Mo Yang. In their opinion, this human youth would be more difficult to deal with and more dangerous.

However, there was no extra words between the two sides. After a brief look at each other, the four of them almost started at the same time, and the battle was about to break out!

Even before, Mo Yang was not afraid of the strong man in the early stage of the Dao Realm. It would only take some more means to kill him, not to mention now. He had broken through in a few days and his combat power had increased a lot.

At this time, Mo Yang directly met the silver-haired old man at the peak of the first stage of the Dao Realm. Both sides punched directly. After one blow, the old man was forcibly knocked back.

The old man flew back several feet, and was shocked. The human youth in front of him was so strong!

And Mo Yang said nothing, but there was only a cold murderous intent emanating from his body. He followed up suddenly and performed the soul sacrifice technique without hesitation.

Mo Yang's heart was full of murderous intent at this time. He just wanted to kill the two old men as quickly as possible. He had no intention of consuming with the other party.

"Boom..."

Mo Yang stepped in front of the old man and made the same move as before, punching the old man's head.

The silver-haired old man was shocked and angry, and he rushed to block the attack with his fists. The fighting power of the human race prodigy in front of him was completely beyond his expectations, and even subverted his cognition.

Because in the old man's perception, the cultivation of the human race prodigy in front of him did not seem to be strong. Although he could not determine Mo Yang's cultivation, he was sure that his cultivation was far from his, but his fighting power was so strong that he was even better than him.

"Boom..."

At the moment of the fist collision, his face changed completely, and a fierce and unparalleled force instantly shocked his arm with a devastating force, and then quickly surged along his arm to his body...

At this moment, a great sense of fear instantly enveloped the old man, because facing that power, he could not compete at all.

For a while, fear, shock, and confusion filled the old man's mind...

But the old man had no time to think about anything else at this time, because his body was instantly shattered under the impact of that fierce and domineering force.

Under the night sky, there seemed to be a group of enchanting blood-red fireworks. The splattered blood also shone with brilliant light, illuminating most of Yangcheng.