Ancient Gods

This huge sound spread directly throughout the entire Central Region. It is no exaggeration to say that the sky collapsed and the earth split.

Even the two Immortal Realm Ninth Level strongmen who rushed to the Super Sword Saint did not care about attacking the Sword Saint at this time, but turned their heads suddenly to look at the battlefield.

And then, they were stunned.

Because on the battlefield, Mo Yang was blown away, and the palm was also blown away. There was only a huge stone coffin lying in the air.

This scene was extremely weird. No one knew when the stone coffin appeared. The many onlookers who came back to their senses from the shock were shocked and confused, because no one knew what happened.

Even the owner of the palm seemed to be a little confused for a while. Just now, his palm pressed down, and the stone coffin appeared at the last moment.

But the most shocking thing was that the stone coffin withstood such a terrible palm force, but it was not damaged at all.

It seemed that because of the attack, there were strands of floating veins on the stone coffin, and an inexplicable aura permeated, mysterious and weird.

Countless eyes of horror and endless doubt were staring at the huge sarcophagus at this moment. At this moment, everyone present had too many questions and puzzles in their hearts.

This sarcophagus should have been made by Mo Yang, and everyone had some guesses.

The key is, in this kind of life and death battlefield, what does Mo Yang mean by making such a sarcophagus?

Moreover, this sarcophagus looks too weird, with veins floating all over it, which is very mysterious.

In the eyes of many cultivators, this is more like a treasure. After all, the sarcophagus was not only unscathed after bearing the terrifying palm just now, but also smashed the palm away, and sprinkled blood all over the sky...

"Is there some peerless strongman buried in this sarcophagus? How can it be so terrifying? It can withstand such a palm force and still be unscathed..." After a cultivator came back to his senses, he couldn't help but whispered.

"It's probably a treasure. If there is a strong man hiding there, it can't save Mo Yang's life. It looks like it's another treasure. I wonder where Mo Yang got it from..."

"It's terrible. Taixu Mountain actually sent out so many strong men to kill Mo Yang. It seems that they are really determined to put Mo Yang to death this time. These five strong men are more terrifying than the previous ones. I'm afraid Mo Yang really can't survive today!"

"Although the Sword Saint is stronger than everyone's imagination, he is probably still much weaker in the face of such a terrifying existence as Taixu Mountain..."

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Everyone came back to their senses from the shock one after another. Many people were busy using their skills to calm their blood and qi at the first time. Some didn't have time to speak and hurriedly sat down to heal their wounds, while the cultivators who were not affected were all talking about it.

On the battlefield, after Mo Yang calmed his blood and qi, he directly urged the Xingzi Scroll to rush towards the stone coffin, stepped on the coffin and stood, his eyes coldly scanning the surroundings.

A few miles away, a figure emerged silently, and an old man with silver hair emerged silently, and then, in another direction, an old man also emerged.

These two old men have reached the ninth level of the Immortal Realm. They looked gloomy and turned their heads to glance at the Sword Saint in the distance, their eyes full of murderous intent.

Then they turned their heads and stared at Mo Yang. If it weren't for the Sword Saint's action before, Mo Yang might have fallen by now.

However, at this time, their eyes swept over Mo Yang. What they cared about was the sarcophagus, because the scene just now was too shocking. They knew that this sarcophagus was definitely not simple. The owner of the palm had already surpassed the Immortal Realm, but he was directly injured by the sarcophagus. How shocking.

Mo Yang's eyes also just swept over the two old men, and then stared at another direction, with madness in his eyes and a grim smile on his lips, and he said: "Old thing, why don't you show up?"

"Boom..."

A terrifying breath came in response, and Mo Yang's body trembled instantly. This breath was extremely terrifying. Although it was not as unparalleled as the emperor-level breath, it also made him feel palpitations and suffocation.

"Boom..."

Then, the whole sky trembled, and the battlefield was full of blood. The blood that had fallen before was now strangely suspended and gathered into a bright beam of light that enveloped the distance.

At this time, everyone discovered that there was also a figure standing there, but the blood was so bright that they couldn't see what the figure looked like, nor could they tell whether it was a man or a woman.

Mo Yang immediately used the ancient god's left eye to sweep over, his eyes passed through the bright blood light, and stared at the wrinkled silver-haired old man. This person was extremely old, with wrinkles all over his face, but the breath exuded from his body was so terrifying that it was unimaginable.

Mo Yang was sure that the old man's cultivation was definitely beyond the Immortal Realm, because the aura was ridiculously strong, much more terrifying than the feeling the four-legged dragon gave him at the beginning.

However, the look in Mo Yang's eyes was not only not afraid, but even more crazy.

Such a strong man was worthy of him doing this, because he didn't know what would happen after he merged with this body. He might die in the end, but if he could kill all the strong enemies, death would not be terrible.

After a while, the blood light in the sky dissipated, but the old man's body did not appear. There seemed to be a force flowing in his body. Many cultivators could only see the outline of a figure, but could not see his true face clearly.

"Dong..."

At this time, the old man did not speak, but just stepped forward. With one step, the sky trembled, and the world seemed to be turned upside down.

Mo Yang stood on the sarcophagus, his hair dancing wildly, the aura around him began to surge at this time, the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons had been activated to the extreme, the true energy exuding from his body changed from gold to blood color, and then turned to gold again , a tall black shadow silently appeared behind him.

Everyone could see at this time that Mo Yang's appearance before was just a pretense, because his realm had not fallen at all, and his aura was stronger than before. Although his face was pale, his whole body was full of fighting spirit.

"Ignorant ant, you pretended to be severely injured and deliberately lured me to show up?" At this time, an old man on the other side spoke, his tone was serious and full of murderous intent.

Mo Yang grinned and said: "If you don't pretend to be seriously injured, how can you hide your head and show your tail, how dare you show up directly?"

"If you don't show up, how can I give you the big gift I prepared for you!"

After Mo Yang finished speaking, he looked towards the Sword Master in the distance. The atmosphere there was extremely tense. The Sword Master stood with his hands behind his back, his sword floating silently beside him. There were two old men staring at him, one on the left and the other on the right. A war was about to break out. .

"Senior Sword Master, you shouldn't take action!" Mo Yang sighed softly.

The two old men are also at the ninth level of the Immortal Realm. Although the Sword Master has just merged four soul powers, Mo Yang has no idea of ​​its combat power. If the Sword Master appears today, there is a high chance that he will die here.

It's not that the Sword Master is not strong, but the appearance of old monsters like Taixu Mountain is too terrifying.

"Haha, you are the genius of the human race, and I am the sword master of the human race. It is rare for us to fight side by side. Killing is enough, so why not die in battle!" The sword master was unusually free and easy at this time, laughing loudly.

Mo Yang looked at the sword master silently and opened his mouth, but he suppressed the words on his lips. After a moment, he also laughed and said: "Well, since I have senior with me today, let's give it a go and fight! "

Mo Yang laughed loudly, as if he was crazy, and then he suddenly stepped down with his foot, and drops of golden blood fell from his fingertips, continuously dripping on the sarcophagus.