The Evil Lord of All Realms

Mo Yang didn't dare to hesitate at this time and just kept his head down and flew away.

At the back, after the strong man from Shenyin Pavilion came to his senses, he hurriedly took in the bronze bell and stared at the crack on the bell for a moment. Then his aura surged and he suddenly raised his head towards the direction of Mo Yangyuan's escape. Looking at him, there was strong murderous intent in his eyes.

This bronze bell was originally extremely extraordinary, and after being nurtured by him for many years, this bronze bell is definitely a rare treasure, and is rare in the entire wilderness.

Although his face was filled with anger and his eyes were full of murderous intent, he still couldn't figure out how the bell could break...

The square of cloth that Mo Yang used just now happened too fast, and after it collided with the bronze bell, a strange bloody brilliance burst out from the cloth, and was then taken away by Mo Yang. He just felt a wisp of helplessness. The upper air machine disappeared in a flash.

"That aura just now... was it stained with the Emperor's battle blood?" A cultivator in the distance exclaimed.

Although the cloth was quickly taken away by Mo Yang, after everyone came to their senses, some people still guessed it.

There was a burst of discussion in the distance. One sentence stirred up a thousand waves, and countless powerful people changed their colors. Anything involving those ancient supreme beings was extraordinary and could not be inferred by common sense.

Even the cloth stained with the emperor's blood is extraordinary.

Although everyone knew that Mo Yang had an imperial tower on his body, after all, the matter had already spread throughout the cultivation world, but this was the first time they saw such a piece of cloth on his body.

The strong man from Shenyin Pavilion paused, took one step, and disappeared from the spot. At this time, many old cultivators also set out to chase Mo Yang in the direction he left.

All of these old cultivators want to get Mo Yang's battle blood, and naturally they don't want to see others succeed.

At this time, there were still several violent auras undulating around Ziyun Peak. The powerful men who had been possessed by gods and demons before were now on the verge of collapse.

As their consciousness sank, they frantically squandered their power, and one of them died on the spot. His body collapsed and turned into a bloody mist.

The old man's vitality and blood had dried up, but the intoxication of the gods and demons mobilized all the remaining life essence in his body, just like a dying person returning to the light. There was a moment of glory, followed by death.

Then, an old woman in the distance let out a sharp roar. At this moment, her consciousness seemed to suddenly wake up, and she suddenly stopped. Then she looked down at her hands. Her dry hands were like broken porcelain. Countless cracks have appeared, and the cracks are still spreading rapidly.

"You little beast, for using such despicable methods, I curse you to die..."

The old woman stood there with her hair disheveled, saying this sentence, and then her body collapsed...

In just a few breaths of time, two powerful men from the older generation exploded and fell. These powerful men were all antique-level beings. They had lived for who knows how many years, but they ended up like this.

The situation of several other strong men who were intoxicated by gods and demons was not much better. Some people fell directly into madness and shot at the night sky in the distance alone, making bursts of wild beast-like roars from their mouths.

Some were still attacking the cultivators around them, which attracted many cultivators to attack them.

But now everyone's attention is not here. The arriving army of cultivators chased in the direction Mo Yang left.

Not far from Ziyun Peak, the strong men from the Jiang family and the Duan family gathered together. They watched the dark army of cultivators chasing Mo Yang away. The strong men from the two sides looked at each other, and neither of them was in a hurry to catch up. .

"Let's wait until his means are exhausted. He still has many means that he has not used. It is not the time to take action now. Strong men from all forces are gathered here tonight. Even if he has three heads and six arms, he can't escape!" The Duan family! A strong man spoke in a deep voice.

The strong men of the Jiang family looked at each other with stern eyes. They were the real initiators of this conspiracy. They had been secretly fueling the flames during this period. They were also the ones who spread the unfounded rumors about Mo Yang.

One of them glanced around, but his heart was still uneasy after all. Although they were secretly fueling the fire and guessing the scene tonight, they never expected that Mo Yang would let nearly ten strong men of the older generation fall by relying on the drunkenness of gods and demons.

Although several old cultivators who were drunk by gods and demons retreated, the outcome of the remaining people was already doomed, and no one could survive.

"The imperial tower on his body has not yet appeared, and the real bloody battle is still to come. However, there are more people who want to take his blood than we expected. These are old antiques from all parties, which should be enough to completely overwhelm his methods. come out……"

"The only purpose of your Jiang family is to let him die. As long as he dies, it doesn't matter who killed him!" The strong man from the Duan family who just spoke said this again.

However, after observing for a moment, the strong men of the Duan family and the Jiang family also followed, because the sounds of fighting came from the distance, and violent waves came.

More than ten miles away, the strong man from Shenyin Pavilion seemed to have caught up with Mo Yang and was taking action frantically.

Looking from a distance, the dazzling brilliance illuminated the night sky, and sword lights rose into the sky. The terrifying aura disturbed the entire night sky.

"Old man, I will kill you!"

Mo Yang's angry shouts came from afar, and then several imperial inscriptions appeared in the night sky. For those who have entered the Dao realm, although the imperial inscriptions that Mo Yang understood are also intimidating, they are no longer a trump card.

In addition to the bronze bell, the strong man in Shenyin Pavilion also had many tricks on him. At this time, he was completely angered by Mo Yang. He let out an angry roar in his mouth, formed seals with his hands, and directly used one of Shenyin Pavilion's techniques. occult.

That space seemed to dim in an instant, and the scattered moonlight seemed to disappear when it reached there. Only the brilliance from the imperial inscriptions had not been obscured.

"Kill the gods, destroy them!"

In the dark night sky, a murderous roar came out, and the entire night sky trembled.

"puff……"

After a few words fell, a ball of golden light suddenly burst open, and golden blood beads could be seen splashing out, but then the golden brilliance was covered by invisible force and fell into darkness for an instant.

Although Mo Yang carved a few imperial inscriptions, it seemed that before he could take action, his body was actually blown apart.

But Mo Yang did not die. After two breaths, in the darkness, the covered golden light burst out again, and then burned like a raging fire, and the terrifying blood energy fluctuations swept across like a stormy wave, making a rumbling sound.

Everyone was shocked. This blood energy fluctuation was really astonishing. Many older generation cultivators couldn't help but sigh. The bloodline of the ancient gods was indeed amazing. Even the people of the Desolate Clan in the Desolate Realm who claimed to have extraordinary bloodlines were probably far behind.