Chapter 1703 Why Not Call Chao You?
Mo Yang glanced lightly, glanced at the two imperial inscriptions, and there was a hint of ridicule in the corner of his mouth.
For these ancient races where there are emperor-level experts dormant, it is not surprising that future generations of geniuses can understand the emperor's inscriptions. However, the two imperial inscriptions condensed by this black dragon at this time are the same, and they are emitted from the emperor's inscriptions. Judging from his aura, Wulong's understanding of the Emperor's text is still shallow, and he is far from touching the essence of the Emperor's text.
This kind of superficial method is not as powerful as the two imperial inscriptions carved by Mo Yang.
So an extremely ridiculous and funny scene appeared immediately. Oolong seemed to be extremely strong, and he condensed two imperial inscriptions in his raised hands, which were on par with Mo Yang, but then, those two imperial inscriptions only supported two The breath just dimmed.
And Mo Yang's two imperial inscriptions rotated slowly, exuding two completely opposite auras, and there seemed to be a destructive aura growing out of them.
Oolong couldn't help but change his expression when he saw this. Emperor Wen versus Emperor Wen, the gap between the two sides was clear at a glance. He knew that his understanding of Emperor Wen was still shallow, but he never expected that the gap between him and Mo Yang would be so big. .
Although the two imperial inscriptions dissipated, Oolong was not panicked. He had a battle armor refined with the dragon's scales on his body, and a war whip refined with the divine dragon's bones in his hand. He was confident that he would not be damaged.
And indeed as he expected, although the two imperial texts echoed each other and the terrifying power was flowing, they were all separated by the dragon scale armor. The cold brilliance flowed on the dragon scale armor and there were dense patterns. The spell is looming.
"It doesn't matter that you have a deep understanding of the Imperial Wen. With these two Imperial Wen, you can't hurt me!" He sneered, and at the same time, he swung the bone whip in his hand and swept it towards the Imperial Wen above his head.
"Roar……"
At this time, it was like thunder exploding here, and a low dragon roar came out. A huge dragon roar rose from the bone whip and slammed into the imperial inscription.
With a loud noise, the dragon shadow dissipated, and the imperial inscriptions were broken open, and the lines dimmed from mid-air.
Then he swung the bone whip and whipped it downwards again. In the same scene, a dragon roar spread. Although it was low, it was extremely penetrating, as if it could directly penetrate into people's hearts. The huge dragon shadow swooped down, and the second imperial inscription was also broken open.
Mo Yang watched this scene silently and sighed in his heart. This dragon had extraordinary fighting power during his lifetime. After his death, his battle bones were sacrificed and combined with many methods. The power of this bone whip is indeed terrifying. It can directly destroy the Emperor Wen he hit. Open it, its power is evident.
"Suffer death!"
Mo Yang has not yet taken action, but Oolong can't wait. In fact, Oolong is also very afraid and does not dare to waste time. Now, while his fighting spirit is at its peak, he must try his best to suppress Mo Yang in one go.
He was also worried that something might happen. After all, he had witnessed the previous battle between Mo Yang and Gu Fei, not to mention that Gu Fei's cultivation was stronger than his.
His figure flashed like a ghost, and several figures suddenly appeared in mid-air. However, it was not an external incarnation, but a strange movement technique. The figures were also extremely fast, appearing and disappearing at first. Even Mo Yang couldn't help but frown slightly.
However, after he dispersed his spiritual sense for a moment, he directly locked onto Oolong's true body.
"This armor of yours is unusual, and this bone whip is also very strong. If these two treasures are not destroyed, I may not be able to kill you. However, it would be a pity if these two treasures are destroyed..." Mo
Yang frowned and spoke calmly.
He stood there, making no movement, and just said these words.
Several afterimages of Oolong moved rapidly around his body, sometimes left and right, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, but the real body was already close to him as if it was hidden in the void.
Mo Yang had already caught it, so he deliberately didn't take action. Since this Oolong dared to get close with this kind of movement, Mo Yang had no choice but to end the battle as soon as possible.
When the prodigy from Chixuling in the distance saw this scene, he felt bad in his heart, because he knew more about Mo Yang and knew very well how dangerous it was to fight Mo Yang in close combat.
He couldn't help but shouted: "Oolong, don't get close, retreat quickly!"
Because Mo Yang didn't even move at all, this was too abnormal. Mo Yang provoked several ancient races and ancient lands. It seemed that he was arrogant and ignorant and seeking death, but in fact, Mo Yang was more cunning than anyone else.
But his words were too late after all. As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yang raised his hand and made a move, and then one word popped out of Mo Yang's mouth: "Stop!"
As soon as the word fell, a crack in the void appeared, like a huge mouth that suddenly shrouded down. It did not go towards Oolong's afterimages, but it forced Oolong's true body out instantly.
Wulong reacted very quickly. After realizing that something was wrong, he suddenly gathered all his strength and poured it into the bone whip. He raised his hand and blasted towards the crack in the void, trying to shatter it.
But it was useless. At such a close distance, Mo Yang urged the Star Emperor Tower to collect him, and he couldn't help it anymore.
As soon as the attack was launched, the giant mouth of the void fell, and then Wulong's figure disappeared instantly, and the few afterimages also disappeared into the night sky, leaving no trace.
After a few breaths, even the aura of Wulong disappeared completely from this place.
Mo Yang stood there silently, shaking his head and sighing in a bored manner, and said: "You can be arrogant and arrogant when fighting with me, but why do you want to get close to me? It's stupid to get close to me..."
This sentence seemed like Mo Yang was talking to himself, but it clearly fell into the ears of the prodigy from Chixuling. His face was gloomy and cold, and also extremely ugly.
For geniuses like them, such words are a great humiliation.
It's just that he didn't speak at this time. He didn't expect that three ancient geniuses would come together tonight, and in the blink of an eye, he would be the only one left standing here.
Gu Fei is dead, Oolong was taken away by Mo Yang, which is no different from his death, and he...
"I vaguely heard just now that your name is Chao Zuo?" When Chao Zuo was thinking, Mo Yang's voice came and his eyes fell on him.
Before he could respond, Mo Yang showed a trace of confusion and confusion, and then said: "Why not call you Chao You? Forget it, I will give you a name tonight, how about calling you Chao You?"
Mo Yang seemed serious, but Chao Zuo's face had turned the color of pig liver. He stared at Mo Yang, and he almost couldn't help but greet Mo Yang's eighteen generations of ancestors. He had never seen such a special code. Humiliating.
But he was still hesitating in his heart at this moment, thinking whether he should take action or retreat.
"You are very smart, not as stupid as the two of them, but you are still not smart enough. You could have lived longer, but you came here, so just stay!"
As soon as Mo Yang finished speaking, the figure had already arrived in front of Chao Zuo. His speed was much faster than before, causing Chao Zuo's expression to change immediately. Mo Yang glanced lightly, glanced at the two imperial inscriptions, and there was a hint of ridicule in the corner of his mouth.
For these ancient races where there are emperor-level experts dormant, it is not surprising that future generations of prodigies can understand the emperor's inscriptions. However, the two imperial inscriptions condensed by this Oolong at this time are the same, and they are emitted from the emperor's inscriptions. Judging from his aura, Wulong's understanding of the Emperor's text is still shallow, and he is far from touching the essence of the Emperor's text.
This kind of superficial method cannot be compared with the power of the two imperial inscriptions carved by Mo Yang.
So an extremely ridiculous and funny scene appeared immediately. Oolong seemed to be extremely strong, and he condensed two imperial inscriptions in his raised hands, which were on par with Mo Yang, but then, those two imperial inscriptions only supported two The breath just dimmed.
And Mo Yang's two imperial inscriptions rotated slowly, exuding two completely opposite auras, and there seemed to be a destructive aura growing out of them.
Oolong couldn't help but change his expression when he saw this. Emperor Wen versus Emperor Wen, the gap between the two sides was clear at a glance. He knew that his understanding of Emperor Wen was still shallow, but he never expected that the gap between him and Mo Yang would be so big. .
Although the two imperial inscriptions dissipated, Oolong was not panicked. He had a battle armor refined with the dragon's scales on his body, and a war whip refined with the divine dragon's bones in his hand. He was confident that he would not be damaged.
And indeed as he expected, although the two imperial texts echoed each other and the terrifying power was flowing, they were all separated by the dragon scale armor. The cold brilliance flowed on the dragon scale armor and there were dense patterns. The spell is looming.
"It doesn't matter that you have a deep understanding of the Imperial Wen. With these two Imperial Wen, you can't hurt me!" He sneered, and at the same time, he swung the bone whip in his hand and swept it towards the Imperial Wen above his head.
"Roar……"
At this time, it was like thunder exploding here, and a low dragon roar came out. A huge dragon roar rose from the bone whip and slammed into the imperial inscription.
With a loud noise, the dragon shadow dissipated, and the imperial inscriptions were broken open, and the lines dimmed from mid-air.
Then he swung the bone whip and whipped it downwards again. In the same scene, a dragon roar spread. Although it was low, it was extremely penetrating, as if it could directly penetrate into people's hearts. The huge dragon shadow swooped down, and the second imperial inscription also collapsed.
Mo Yang watched this scene silently and sighed in his heart. This dragon had extraordinary fighting power during his lifetime. After his death, his battle bones were sacrificed and combined with many methods. The power of this bone whip is indeed terrifying. It can directly destroy the Emperor Wen he hit. Open it, its power is evident.
"Suffer death!"
Mo Yang has not yet taken action, but Oolong can't wait. In fact, Oolong is also very afraid and does not dare to waste time. Now, while his fighting spirit is at its peak, he must try his best to suppress Mo Yang in one go.
He was also worried that something might happen. After all, he had witnessed the previous battle between Mo Yang and Gu Fei, not to mention that Gu Fei's cultivation was stronger than his.
His figure flashed like a ghost, and several figures suddenly appeared in mid-air. However, it was not an external incarnation, but a kind of wonderful movement. The figures were also extremely fast, appearing and disappearing at first. Even Mo Yang couldn't help but frown slightly.
However, after he dispersed his spiritual sense for a moment, he directly locked onto Oolong's true body.
"This armor of yours is unusual, and this bone whip is also very strong. If these two treasures are not destroyed, I may not be able to kill you. However, it would be a pity if these two treasures are destroyed..." Mo
Yang frowned and spoke calmly.
He stood there, making no movement, and just said these words.
Several afterimages of Oolong moved rapidly around his body, sometimes left and right, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, but the real body was already close to him as if it was hidden in the void.
Mo Yang had already caught it, so he deliberately didn't take action. Since this Oolong dared to get close with this kind of movement, Mo Yang had no choice but to end the battle as soon as possible.
When the prodigy from Chixuling in the distance saw this scene, he felt bad in his heart, because he knew more about Mo Yang and knew very well how dangerous it was to fight Mo Yang in close combat.
He couldn't help but shouted: "Oolong, don't get close, retreat quickly!"
Because Mo Yang didn't even move at all, this was too abnormal. Mo Yang provoked several ancient races and ancient lands. He seemed arrogant and ignorant, seeking his own death, but in fact, Mo Yang was more cunning than anyone else.
But his words were too late. As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yang raised his hand and a word popped out from his mouth: "Collect!"
As soon as the word fell, a crack in the void appeared, like a huge mouth that suddenly enveloped Wu Long. It did not go to those afterimages of Wu Long, but it forced Wu Long's real body out instantly.
Wu Long reacted very quickly. After realizing that something was wrong, he suddenly gathered all his strength and poured it into the bone whip. He raised his hand and blasted the crack in the void, trying to break it.
But it was useless. At such a close distance, Mo Yang urged the Star Emperor Tower to collect him. He had no choice.
As soon as the attack was launched, the huge mouth of the void had already fallen. Then Wu Long's figure disappeared instantly, and those afterimages also disappeared in the night sky, leaving no trace.
After a few breaths, even Wu Long's breath disappeared completely here.
Mo Yang stood there silently, shook his head and sighed in boredom, saying: "You can be arrogant and conceited when fighting with me, but why do you want to get close to me? Getting close to me is stupid..."
This sentence seemed to be Mo Yang talking to himself, but it clearly fell into the ears of the genius of Chixu Ridge. His face was gloomy and cold, and it was also extremely ugly.
For a genius like them, such words are a great humiliation.
But he didn't speak at this time. He didn't expect that the three ancient geniuses would come together tonight, and in a blink of an eye, he was the only one standing here.
Gu Fei was dead, Wu Long was taken away by Mo Yang, and he was no different from falling, and he...
"Just now I vaguely heard that your name is Chao Zuo?" When Chao Zuo was thinking, Mo Yang's voice had come, and his eyes fell on him.
Without waiting for his response, Mo Yang showed a trace of confusion and doubt, and then said: "Why not call you Chao You? Forget it, I will give you a name tonight, how about calling you Chao You?"
Mo Yang looked serious, but Chao Zuo's face had turned liver-colored. He stared at Mo Yang, and almost couldn't help cursing Mo Yang's eighteen generations of ancestors in his heart. He had never seen such humiliation before.
But he was still hesitating in his heart, thinking whether to fight or retreat.
"You are very smart, not as stupid as the two of them, but you are still not smart enough. You could have lived longer, but you came here, so stay obediently!"
As soon as Mo Yang finished speaking, his figure had already arrived in front of Chao Zuo. The speed he showed at this time was much faster than before, which made Chao Zuo's face change immediately.