Chapter 1722 Who Is Taking Action?

Mo Yang frowned and whispered a few words, and then he ignored the terrifying power in his body that was already huge enough to threaten him, and continued to pour bottle after bottle of pills into his mouth.

Mo Yang's behavior at this time was tantamount to suicide, because even the tower soul's eyelids were twitching and he was frightened.

On the seventh floor of the Star Emperor Tower, the tower soul figure emerged. He couldn't help but said to the blurry figure: "The world says he is a madman, and it is true."

It just made the tower soul speechless. The vague figure clearly witnessed everything Mo Yang did, but it seemed very calm, silently there, indifferent.

Seeing Mo Yang put dozens of bottles of treasure pills into his mouth in the blink of an eye, Tower Soul finally couldn't bear it anymore and said: "With his current cultivation and current body, he simply cannot withstand such a huge power. Really?" Don't you stop him?"

But the vague figure remained silent and said nothing.

There was nothing Tahun could do. After all, he knew the connection between the man next to him and Mo Yang. Since this man had no reaction, maybe it would be the same as before, and Mo Yang's life would not be in danger.

On the second floor of the Star Emperor Tower, Mo Yang couldn't bear it before he swallowed all the pills in his mouth.

At this time, he looked crazy and looked extremely painful.

He felt that he had reached his limit. An unimaginable force in his body was running wildly through his meridians like a wild horse. He pushed the Star Emperor Sutra Heart Technique with all his strength, mobilized all the true energy in his body, and guided that A force, but still out of his control.

However, in just a few breaths, the power was completely out of control, as if it was going to tear his body into pieces, constantly impacting his body, like a rolling torrent constantly looking for a breakthrough in the dam.

"ah……"

The severe pain in his body was only secondary. Mo Yang was not afraid of his body being stretched. After all, this kind of thing had happened to him too many times, and he was even used to it.

It's normal.

He has survived more than one extremely terrifying lightning disaster, experienced countless life-and-death battles, and wandered on the edge of life and death again and again, but at this moment, he felt that he would really fall at any time.

Because his soul power seemed to be shattering and disintegrating, and he couldn't suppress it at all.

Now in the Star Emperor Tower, he is constantly running the Star Emperor Sutra Heart Technique, which has caused the entire stone tower to resonate with it. There are golden divine radiances flowing from the tower walls all around, converging towards him, but they are still unable to stop him. Live with cracks all over his body...

"This is the first time I use pills to forcibly improve my cultivation level. Is it really going to fail? It's really ironic..."

Mo Yang was covered in blood, and there was a look of despair in his eyes.

His body seemed to be really disintegrating. It was from the inside out, starting from his soul. It seemed to be completely broken. Even the Star Emperor Tower could not protect him or reverse this situation.

"But I'm not willing to accept it. Even if I die, I want to die on the battlefield. Even if I want to be completely destroyed physically and mentally, I have to drag a few ancient races on my back to perish like this. How can I, Mo Yang, be willing to do so!"

Mo Yang roared in a low voice, and then his bloody eyes stared at the remaining ten bottles of pills in front of him.

Then he waved his hand suddenly and rolled the elixirs into his hand instantly. With a sudden shock, all the bottles were shattered. Then he opened his mouth and sucked in, and he swallowed all the elixirs in one gulp.

"puff……"

After the elixir entered his body, Mo Yang, who was already on the verge of collapse, instantly collapsed.

Golden flesh and blood splashed everywhere, instantly dyeing the second floor of the Star King Tower a golden color. It looked as tragic as it was tragic, as bloody as it was bloody.

The tower soul who was on the seventh floor of the Star Emperor Tower suddenly jumped at this moment and his expression changed.

Because at this time, Mo Yang was indeed on the verge of death, and even his soul power collapsed.

But after waiting for him to speak for a moment, the person who had been standing silently next to him finally made a move. She raised her hand a little, and the second floor of the Star Emperor Tower suddenly became filled with golden light.

The golden divine light flowing from the tower wall suddenly shook, and then all the divine light began to evolve along a mysterious trajectory, condensing into a huge Tao map in the blink of an eye.

Then the man raised his hand and waved slightly not far away, and a breeze seemed to blow through the pool of good fortune fairy dew in the valley, and a stream of clear water was drawn out, and then poured into the Tao picture.

Rumble, a loud noise.

Two huge ancient characters appeared in the evolving mysterious Dao map. These were two imperial texts, one yin and one yang. Two rays of light fell down, covering Mo Yang's shattered flesh and blood.

Seeing this scene, Tahun's expression suddenly changed.

Although it is just a weapon spirit, as the soul of the Star King's Battle Tower, he has followed the Star King in all directions. He has seen too many secret techniques, too many peerless magical skills, and too many forbidden methods.

And this kind of thing in front of me is a rumored taboo method.

You must know that the taboo method is unusual. Even if it is used by an emperor-level powerhouse, there will be a price to pay.

The reason why Tower Soul was surprised was not because this person used this secret technique, but because in his opinion, this person could obviously stop Mo Yang in advance, but he had to go to this step before using the imperial text as a basis to use forbidden methods. , at the expense of oneself, why?

You must know that even to train Mo Yang, this method is too extreme and may not be a good thing for Mo Yang.

But the man didn't say anything

Nothing, no explanation.

Seeing Mo Yang's collapsed flesh and blood begin to gather together, and Mo Yang's body began to reshape under the Dao map, she stopped, then turned around and walked into the valley not far away.

In the second floor of the Star Emperor Tower, a huge Dao diagram floated there, with two imperial texts echoing each other. However, as the evolution progressed, one imperial text was shining brightly, while the other slowly turned into ink black, and even the light that fell down turned into ink black.

It was like a huge Tai Chi diagram floating in the air.

The scene at this time was indescribably weird, and Mo Yang's body was slowly gathering and reshaping, and the shattered soul power was also reshaping.

With a strong wave of waves continuously spreading out of Mo Yang's body, the second floor of the Star Emperor Tower gradually calmed down.

After Mo Yang's body was completely reshaped, the huge Dao diagram above his head actually dissipated silently without leaving any trace.

After Mo Yang opened his eyes, he looked confused. Even if it was only for a very short time, he felt like he was in another world. He looked at his hands, and then his eyes swept around...

He was puzzled. Originally, his body had collapsed, and his soul power had disintegrated. Logically, he was on the verge of falling, and almost powerless to save the situation.

But at this time, his body was reshaped, and from the changes in his body, his cultivation seemed to be changing...

Mo Yang was extremely puzzled. The surroundings seemed very calm, and there was no other abnormality, and there was no trace of the tower soul.

He closed his eyes to sense, and then opened his eyes in a flash. He caught a breath, but he couldn't identify it.

That breath didn't belong to the tower soul, but it gave him a strange sense of familiarity.

"Who shot it?"

Mo Yang raised his head and spoke in a low voice.