Ancient Gods

I don’t know how far away from the Dragon Locking City, this is a wild mountain, the void trembles, and then cracks, Duan Chenxiang fell out of the void crack.

He was also a little confused at this time, and his eyes quickly scanned the four directions. After confirming that this was still the wilderness, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Because at that moment, he was also worried that he would be teleported to other unknown dangerous places, but feeling the breath flowing around, this was still in the wilderness.

But after he looked carefully, he was extremely angry, because he was actually sent directly to the border of Zhongzhou.

Although this is not a very dangerous place, it is not a good place either, because it seems not far from the place where the rumored wilderness tribe lives, and this place is a primitive dense forest, where many terrifying ancient beasts are dormant.

"You deserve to die, don't let me see you again, otherwise I will tear you into pieces!" Duan Chenxiang roared a few times, shaking the mountains in the distance.

Moreover, it seemed that the sound waves had alarmed the dormant beasts in the distance. There were actually several dull roars of beasts, and the rolling sound waves were accompanied by a shocking murderous aura, which made Duan Chenxiang change color.

In another place, a void portal appeared, and Mo Yang, Zhao Xiaoxiao and the Taoist Saint walked out.

Mo Yang sighed lightly. After fighting with Duan Chenxiang several times, he had to admit that this person was indeed very strong and difficult to deal with. If he wanted to really compete with him, his current cultivation was far from enough.

The reason why he directly sent Duan Chenxiang away was because he saw that Duan Chenxiang was completely enraged. If he continued to fight, Duan Chenxiang would most likely use some of his strongest killers.

For Mo Yang, there was no need to fight Duan Chenxiang to the death now. Avoiding was undoubtedly the best choice.

In fact, Duan Chenxiang didn't seem to want to fight to the end, but under the watchful eyes of the public, he was unwilling to turn around and retreat.

Looking at the boundless night, Mo Yang said, "Let's stay here tonight!"

He walked to the foot of a green mountain not far away, picked up some dry branches, built a fire, and then lit it.

Zhao Xiaoxiao and the Taoist Saint sat around the fire. At this time, Zhao Xiaoxiao still felt a little confused in her mind. She was full of questions, but she didn't know how to ask.

"Where was Duan Chenxiang sent to?" Zhao Xiaoxiao paused before asking.

The Taoist Saint was naturally puzzled. According to her understanding of Mo Yang, Duan Chenxiang was probably sent to an unknown dangerous place.

However, Mo Yang shook his head and said, "I don't know, but it's not far. It's at most ten thousand miles away from the Dragon Locking City!"

"Ten thousand miles..."

Zhao Xiaoxiao was stunned. Although for a strong man like Duan Chenxiang, a distance of ten thousand miles seemed nothing, but if he didn't rely on teleportation means and relied on his own strength to travel, it would not be possible to return in a day or two.

"I wanted to send him farther away, but I'm not very familiar with the formation on the chessboard!" Mo Yang sighed and said.

The Taoist Saint was speechless, but this was really Mo Yang's style.

"The peerless genius of the Duan family, a recognized cultivation genius, was actually tricked by you and sent thousands of miles away for no reason. Now he must be depressed to death..." Although Zhao Xiaoxiao said this, her big eyes rolled around and looked very excited.

"He didn't want to fight me to the death, otherwise the battle would not have ended so easily tonight. He should thank me for sending him away. I found a way for him to step down!" Mo Yang said.

Zhao Xiaoxiao was a little puzzled and said, "Why?"

It was Duan Chenxiang who took action first, and it seemed that Duan Chenxiang had a strong murderous intention towards Mo Yang.

"Because he didn't dare to gamble, he couldn't see through it, so he naturally had no confidence!" Mo Yang smiled coldly.

In the ancient secret realm, there were many geniuses who were fooled by him. Although the two sides did not win or lose in the fight between Duan Chenxiang and him today, the younger generation of cultivators should not easily embarrass him in the future.

For Mo Yang, this is a good thing.

Then Mo Yang did not say much, closed his eyes silently, and began to concentrate on practicing.

It is difficult to make a breakthrough in the understanding of the formation in the ancient chessboard in a short period of time. Mo Yang also plans to put it aside for now. Now he only wants to make the true qi in his dantian grow as soon as possible, because that is the foundation.

The next period of time should be very peaceful, which is a good time to practice.

As for the strong man's dojo that Xu Qing mentioned, Mo Yang can't take care of it now.

Four or five days passed in a blink of an eye. Mo Yang and his friends did not inquire about the news from the outside world. In the past few days, he has been sitting cross-legged to practice. The true qi in his body is constantly growing. Under the guidance of the Star Emperor Sutra, the surrounding heaven and earth vitality is like a tide.

Only a part of it was actually absorbed directly by the Star Emperor Tower, and the rest was tempered in Mo Yang's body and turned into golden true qi and sank into his dantian.

He threw all his previous cultivation experience behind him, as if he was starting over again, and he carefully felt every realm.

Although it was only a few days, Mo Yang seemed to have changed into a different person. The Taoist Saint and Zhao Xiaoxiao also meditated and practiced most of the time, but they could not calm down at all.

Because the movement at Mo Yang was too loud, in addition to the thick heaven and earth aura that was constantly gathering, the aura on Mo Yang's body was also constantly changing.

Mo Yang was comprehending the Hua character scroll. Sometimes the aura emanating from him was like a mighty river, rushing for thousands of miles, and sometimes it was like a gurgling stream, like the simplicity after the vanity has fallen.

"Sister, what kind of skills is this guy practicing? Why is it so weird?" Zhao Xiaoxiao asked the Taoist Saint several times.

But facing all this, the Taoist Saint was upset and couldn't tell.

Her knowledge of Mo Yang was also very limited. As for the skills Mo Yang practiced, she didn't know. She only knew that Mo Yang seemed to have obtained the secret of the six-character scroll and practiced the ancient magic skill God and Demon Nine Turns.

...

A few days passed in a blink of an eye. Mo Yang suddenly opened his eyes. When he was sitting cross-legged, he felt that there were eyes peeping in the dark.

But he opened his eyes and looked around, but he didn't find any figure.

Mo Yang's face gradually became solemn. It seemed that a strong man came nearby. Because he concentrated on sensing, he couldn't catch the other party's breath and traces. It was just that his intuition told him that someone was in the dark.

"Senior, since you are here, why don't you come out and see me!"

Mo Yang did not stand up, but just spoke calmly.

Zhao Xiaoxiao and the Taoist Saint were both startled, and hurriedly looked around, and found that on a hill not far away, there was an old man standing.