Chapter 1677 Condensing Dao Patterns

The old man's eyes were fixed on Mo Yang, and he kept asking himself, is it his own inner demons that are causing trouble?

Because he knew that Mo Yang had survived the supreme murderous intention, he subconsciously thought that this human race genius was extraordinary and would not be easy to kill.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is not a demon, but a fact.

And what they saw at this time completely subverted their expectations. They thought that they could easily achieve their goals when they came here, but although the Mo Yang in front of them was pale and had damaged soul power, he was not a sick cat at all.

"Don't take it lightly. He was able to survive that murderous intention. This deserves to be taken seriously by you and me!"

The old man stared at Mo Yang again and again, and then whispered this sentence.

This sentence was obviously meant for the middle-aged man.

And Mo Yang was also thinking in his mind. In previous battles with such a strong man, he had to fuse the Star Master's battle bones, but this time he broke through a seal, his cultivation level had already reached the realm of creation, and his body had gone through a thunderstorm. Tempering transformed again.

He tested how strong his current physique was. Of course, he didn't intend to fight here.

He is very aware of his current state, and the most important thing at the moment is to find a hidden place to heal, so that he can fully recover.

It is not a wise choice to fight these two strong men from Chixuling here. After all, the ancient land of the ancient race that he is now directly enmity with is not only Chixuling, but also the Chaos Dragon Pond.

"Come on, let's do it together. You came here to kill me. Either you will die today or I will die!" Mo Yang was still walking slowly towards the two strong men from Chixuling with his hands behind his back.

In a close fight, Mo Yang didn't feel any pressure, but if he fought from a distance, it would not be a good thing for Mo Yang.

Just watching Mo Yang keep walking towards them, the two strong men in Chixuling frowned more and more tightly, with too many questions lingering in their hearts.

Not to mention what happened last night, now that Mo Yang is so confident when facing these two powerful men, what gives Mo Yang the confidence?

Therefore, facing Mo Yang's extremely arrogant words, the two strong men from Chixuling did not respond or ridicule for a while.

Seeing Mo Yang approaching step by step, the aura around the old man's body surged, and all his skills were activated, and the same was true for the middle-aged man. The terrifying aura emanated from their bodies, making the entire sky tremble.

But Mo Yang didn't seem to be affected. He was still moving forward slowly, with ripples all around his body. Energy like water waves kept floating. A force of space enveloped him, and the crushing pressure and waves could not stop him. Block his steps.

At this time, the old man held his right hand forward, and suddenly, a murderous intention suddenly burst out. A war spear appeared in his hand, exuding a terrifying cold aura.

Waves rolled under the middle-aged man's feet, and then an ancient seal appeared. At first glance, it looked like a black stone platform, but in fact it was covered with mysterious patterns.

There is no doubt that these are two important treasures, and they showed them directly.

Mo Yang finally stopped at this time, and an ancient sword appeared silently in his hand. This ancient sword seemed ordinary, but in fact it was anything but ordinary. It was the tower soul that dominated his body last night. With this ancient sword It directly split open the ancient characters that contained emperor-level murderous intent.

Because the ancient sword came from an imperial tomb, Mo Yang guessed that the ancient sword was probably an imperial weapon to some extent, but it was different from ordinary imperial weapons. There were no emperor-level dao marks on it, and there were no other traces related to the emperor. But it must have been sacrificed by an emperor-level powerhouse.

"boom……"

The old man in Chixuling suddenly swung the war spear and stabbed Mo Yang fiercely. No dazzling divine light appeared on the war spear, but it silently shattered the void, and a sharp aura wrapped around it. The cold murderous intent swallowed Mo Yang like a tide.

There were no unnecessary words from both sides, and the war broke out instantly.

But Mo Yang didn't take action. With a thought, the power of space flowed, condensing a thick curtain of light in front of him.

He seemed to know that the light screen condensed by the power of space could not block the sharp blow, so when he saw the wave sweeping over, he clenched his fist with his left hand and punched suddenly.

Sure enough, along with a terrifying sound, the light curtain was penetrated by force, but at this time, the power of Mo Yang's punch happened to collide with the wave.

His body was shaken and he took a few steps back before regaining his balance.

The light curtain condensed by the power of space has offset most of the power, but it is still terrifying. Although his body is strong and not damaged at all, his power is too weak after all.

Mo Yang's face was very calm, and he silently used his skills to calm down the turbulent energy and blood in his body. He sighed in his heart. Although his cultivation breakthrough and his strength increased sharply, it was still not enough to fight against such a strong man.

Even if he had no injuries on his body, he would not be able to contend head-on against such a terrifying force.

However, his physical fitness exceeded Mo Yang's expectations. This time his physical transformation made him much stronger than before.

When the old man saw this scene, he narrowed his eyes slightly again and glanced at Mo Yang's face a few times. He seemed to be relieved. He naturally knew that most of the power of that blow was condensed by the power of space. The light curtain blocked it, but the remaining power still shocked Mo Yang and made him retreat.

"It seems that your injury is indeed serious!" The old man said these words in a gloomy tone.

The middle-aged man shouted low at this time, and suddenly stepped down, and the ancient seal under his feet disappeared instantly. Then Mo Yang's head shook violently, as if the sky collapsed, and a huge black shadow emerged, like A giant peak suddenly fell.

Mo Yang knew that the treasure in the hands of such a strong man must not be simple, and at this time he also saw that the moment the ancient seal emerged from the sky, a force fell down, like a big net, releasing this Space enveloped.

Chixu Ridge is very special in the secret method of confining space. At this time, Mo Yang felt that the power flowing around was like the secret method of sealing the heaven and forbidden land that he had seen before. The ancient seal seemed to have been specially carved with formation patterns, which could Suppress this space.

"Hmph, you still want to use this method to imprison me. Don't you know that I have understood the Tao of Space?"

Mo Yang snorted coldly. If he had faced this kind of method before his cultivation breakthrough, he really wouldn't have dared to be careless at all, but now.

With a cold snort, he moved his left hand on top of his head one after another, and then wisps of traces appeared.

This scene made the old man's face suddenly change. He was not afraid, but shocked. He exclaimed: "You can actually condense the power of space into Dao patterns!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, an ancient character floated above Mo Yang's head. Only then did Mo Yang speak: "You made a mistake, it's not Dao Wen, it's Emperor Wen!"

This was an imperial inscription that Mo Yang understood, but at this moment he actually used the power of space to carve out the imperial inscription directly.