The Evil Lord of All Realms

After Mo Yang finished speaking, his eyes fell on the porcelain doll-like little guy again.

He immediately dispersed his spiritual thoughts to silently investigate the little guy's condition. After confirming that the little guy was not harmed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The ancestor of Tian Yan Shen Chao looked at Mo Yang, with an extremely complicated look in his eyes. In addition to shock and disbelief, there were many other emotions.

After hearing Mo Yang's words, he was stunned for a moment.

The little guy who was tightly held in his arms also looked at Mo Yang silently. His small face was unusually restrained. At first glance, he looked like a porcelain doll. His big black gem-like eyes blinked from time to time, completely invisible. There was the slightest hint of nervousness.

No one said anything for a while, they just looked at each other silently.

Mo Yang stared blankly at the little one in front of him. He could feel the feeling of closeness in his blood, and the feeling in his heart was indescribable.

To be honest, he has no experience at all when it comes to dealing with father and son.

Because since he was a child, he has been an orphan since he could remember. Not to mention feeling the love of his parents, he has never even seen his father and mother.

So much so that when he saw his son at this time, he, a murderous demon in the eyes of countless people, felt a little uneasy.

The little guy blinked his big eyes, and after looking at Mo Yang for a moment, he broke away from the arms of the ancestor of Tianyan God Chao, walked a few steps forward, turned his head and thought for a while, with a look of coquettishness on his face, and then made a milky sound. asked: "Are you the father?"

Although the little guy is still young, it can be heard from his tone that he is a little excited at this time. He has seen Mo Yang's portrait, but now that he sees a living person, he is still a little timid and does not dare to rush over directly.

Mo Yang walked forward slowly and came to the little guy. Seeing the little guy looking up at him for a moment, Mo Yang slowly knelt down with a smile on his face and reached out to touch him gently. The little guy's head asked: "Are you Xiao Zilong?"

The little guy nodded seriously, and then said matter-of-factly: "My name is Mo Zilong!"

"My name is Mo Yang!" Mo Yang said with a smile.

When father and son meet, if this conversation is heard by outsiders, everyone will find it strange that they are actually introducing themselves to each other, especially the little guy, who is very formal, not like a two or three-year-old child at all, more like a little adult...

The Tiandao God on the side looked at Mo Yang with a complicated expression after his ancestor came to his senses. He did not interrupt, but just watched silently, but his mood was in a state of flux.

After disappearing for several years, he suddenly appeared. Not only was he alive and well, but his cultivation was much stronger than before, which gave him an unfathomable feeling.

He was completely relieved and no longer worried about anything.

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"Aren't you scared at all?" Mo Yang couldn't help but ask.

"Don't be afraid. I knew my father would definitely come back to save me. Mother said you are a very powerful person. The bad guys in Yaowang Valley seem to be afraid of my father. They are very angry when they hear his name!" The little guy said seriously! He shook his head and spoke in a milky voice.

It wasn't until Mo Yang pulled him over and hugged him tightly that he hugged Mo Yang's neck tightly.

"It's dad's fault. Let's go home!" Mo Yang picked up the little guy.

Suddenly having such a son, Mo Yang still felt a little at a loss.

At this time, God Tian Yan on the side spoke to the ancestor: "Boy, you have been missing for several years. Where have you been?"

Mo Yang sighed softly and said, "I entered a secret realm a few years ago, and I just escaped from it!"

Mo Yang didn't say anything more, and then took a step forward to leave the dungeon. Then with a thought, he took the little guy and the ancestor of the Divine Dynasty and left the Star Emperor Tower.

At this time, the depths of Yaowang Valley had been completely wiped out by the four-legged dragon. The previous palaces and pavilions were completely reduced to ruins, and large amounts of smoke and dust hung high in the sky.

The ancestor of the Tianyan Divine Dynasty was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He looked at the ruins with a horrified face, almost unable to believe this scene.

Yaowang Valley was directly wiped out by Mo Yang.

Although some disciples from Yaowang Valley are still screaming and running away, a figure is taking action frantically, and clouds of blood mist explode one after another.

Mo Yang looked at the little guy in his arms, worried about scaring him, and stretched out his hand to block the little guy's eyes.

About a cup of tea later, a young man flew down. His eyes first glanced at the ancestor of Tianyan God Chao and the little guy in Mo Yang's arms, and then he said: "Boys, they are all dead. But I haven’t seen any traces of the ancient races, so they probably aren’t in the Medicine King Valley!”

Mo Yang nodded, and then moved his palm away from the little guy's eyes.

He looked up at Mo Yang, then looked at the four-legged dragon who was sizing him up, and then said crisply: "Hello, uncle!"

"Tsk tsk, the little guy is quite clever. He's really cute. With this cleverness alone, you are much better than your father!" The four-legged dragon was also a little happy when he heard this.

As he spoke, he turned his palm over, and a pair of silver-white armor appeared in his hand. He then handed it to the little guy and said, "This armor is for you. If you encounter bad guys in the future, they won't be able to attack you!" "

Mo Yang was a little surprised. He glanced at the four-legged dragon. This guy has only been able to get in and out. No one is more picky than him. Now he actually took out such a pair of precious armor and sent it to him.

This treasured armor was so extraordinary that even Mo Yang couldn't tell its grade, but he could tell that it was definitely a treasure.

The boy's eyes were a little excited, but he didn't dare to pick it up for a while, but looked up at Mo Yang.

Mo Yang reached out and touched his head, and said with a smile: "This is a meeting gift from your uncle, go ahead!"

The four-legged divine dragon raised his hand and rolled the little guy over. Then he raised his hand and drew a drop of blood from the fingertips of the little guy. It dripped on the treasure armor and patiently taught the little guy how to use it...

The treasured armor can be big or small. After dripping blood to identify its owner, the little guy quickly mastered how to use it. With a thought, the treasured armor was like a spirit. It was worn on his body, and the divine radiance circulated, neither big nor small. ,Just right.

"Thank you, uncle!" The little guy looked overjoyed and kept looking at the treasure armor on his body. Then he raised his head and said thank you.

"The other uncles won't give it to you. Your father has as many treasures as he wants. Ask him for whatever you want, especially those elixirs. There are piles of them in his tower!" said the four-legged dragon! He pointed at Mo Yang.

The ancestor of Shenchao looked at the four-legged divine dragon suspiciously, wondering in his heart, this young man seemed extremely terrifying, who could he be?

In the past, Mo Yang only had a dog following him around. Could this person be the transformed form of that dead dog?

He couldn't help but ask Mo Yang, "Could this person be those two dogs?"

The four-legged dragon who originally had a smile on his face turned dark when he heard this.

It has recently heard a lot of rumors about Ergouzi. That guy's reputation is so bad that many people want to eat him alive when they mention it. This old man actually thinks that he is that dead dog...