The Evil Lord of All Realms

On the third floor of the Star Emperor Tower, Ergouzi was drooling as he stared at the few fruits on the Heavenly Dao Divine Tree, but he also knew that these spiritual fruits were extremely precious, and if they were picked before they were ripe, they would only be a waste of natural resources.

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"Boy, I'm optimistic about you. From the first time I met you, I thought you could do it!" Ergouzi said and stared at the ancient chessboard again, his big eyes narrowed into a line, and he grinned and said insincerely. if.

"Tsk tsk, boy, you have so many peerless treasures on your body. Give one to your brother, such as this ancient chessboard. You can't use it now anyway. Give it to your brother. He will take you to conquer the world!" Ergouzi's two furry paws Pressing on the ancient chessboard, he looked at Mo Yang expectantly.

Mo Yang was speechless. Ever since he entered the Star Emperor Tower for the first time, this cheater has been obsessed with the treasures inside. In the second floor of the stone tower, every time he wanted to stuff his head into the creation furnace and come to the third floor, no? Drooling while staring at the Divine Tree of Heaven, just staring at this ancient chessboard and giggling.

"Boy, forget it, I don't count on this ancient chessboard. We are brothers. You can always teach me the body skills you have cultivated. We have been through life and death so many times, so you can't be so stingy!" Ergouzi blinked. Big eyes, then spoke.

Mo Yang really wanted to slap this guy to death. The Xingzijuan technique was unusual. After all, it originated from the Star Emperor Tower. Even if you can understand this technique, you may not be able to practice it.

"You guessed it right, I'm just so stingy. Let's talk about it later. It's almost time. The Medicine King Valley Festival will be held soon!"

As he spoke, Mo Yang took out a bamboo hat from Najie and put it on, and changed into a linen gray suit. Then he and Er Gouzi left the Star Emperor Tower and headed directly towards the Medicine King Valley.

"Boy, you are so impatient to rush to Yaowang Valley, do you want to see the saint of your dreams?"

Mo Yang looked grim and grabbed Er Gouzi from his shoulders, then took him into the Star Emperor Tower.

He met many cultivators along the way, and they were all heading to Yaowang Valley. Mo Yang learned a lot about this force from Ergouzi.

However, on the way, Mo Yang felt a little uneasy, because he always felt like there was a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark, and he felt like he was being spied on.

"Is it the Mu family? Or the Xianyin Pavilion?" Mo Yang was confused in his heart, and secretly sent out his spiritual senses, but found nothing. The sense of voyeurism always enveloped him, but he couldn't capture the source, and he couldn't find out where it came from. .

Mo Yang knew very well that there must be a strong person secretly targeting him, otherwise this feeling would never have occurred, and the strong person hiding in the secret must be much stronger than him. After all, he had already done some cover-up. The other party could actually find him.

"It may also be the elder from Xuantian Holy Land!" Mo Yang guessed in his mind that the Mu family and he had become mortal enemies. It might have been fine before, but an old member of the Mu family died in his hands before, and the hatred between the two parties can no longer be resolved. , he could imagine that soon, the Mu family would definitely send strong men to hunt him down.

And Xianyin Pavilion would not allow him to live any longer.

Then Mo Yang frowned, and the Qianzong token in Najie actually started to tremble. Mo Yang glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention. He secretly took out the token and found that there was a faint layer of brilliance on it. In circulation.

This was the first time such a strange incident had happened since Sixth Senior Sister handed the token to him.

"What's going on?" Mo Yang looked at it intently and sensed it carefully, but he couldn't figure it out and didn't understand the reason.

In addition to several sword energies hidden inside, this token is also a symbol of the Qianzong disciples and a tool for the Qianzong to communicate with each other. However, Mo Yang has never received any information. Except for the sixth senior sister and the fifth senior brother, so far, Until now, he knew nothing about the other senior brothers and sisters.

"Could it be that the old immortal finally thought of me?" Mo Yang stared at the token, guessing that maybe the master he had never met before finally thought of him. After a moment, the token returned to calm.

"Your sister...old thing, when we meet, I will trick you until you are even out of your pants!" Mo Yang was speechless. Seeing that the token had completely regained his composure, he had no choice but to put the token away and continue. On the way.

Mo Yang walked all the way, and after leaving, a figure appeared behind him. This was a young man.

The young man looked at Mo Yang's leaving back, with a slightly evil smile on his lips, and said to himself: "This little junior brother is very interesting, he is actually interested in Master's underwear...Old guy...Tsk, tsk, You are much more courageous than me!"

If Mo Yang turned around now, he would definitely be able to recognize who this person was.

Because this was Luo Chuan, the fifth senior brother of Qianzong whom he had met not long ago.

After Luo Chuan finished speaking, he sighed softly: "Master is right, this junior brother is really a trouble-making ancestor, hey... It's really not easy to worry about. I was picked up by the girl and was called by the master to help my junior brother fight. I really have a miserable life." Ah...it's so damn hard..."

After watching Mo Yang's back disappear, Luo Chuan frowned slightly, a coldness flashed in his eyes. He turned back and glanced at a hilltop coldly, but he didn't say anything. He turned around and walked forward slowly. , the departure direction is the same as Mo Yang, and it is also the direction to Yaowang Valley.

Time passed slowly, and on the second day, Mo Yang and many cultivators came to a valley together.

It's just that this valley is different from ordinary valleys. In front of the valley stands a huge stone four to five feet high, with three big characters - Medicine King Valley engraved on it with flying dragons and phoenixes.

Cultivators from all walks of life stopped in front of the valley one after another, not daring to set foot in the valley rashly.

Mo Yang also stopped to look at the boulder. At a glance, he could tell that Yaowang Valley had existed for a very long time. The boulder was a rare kind of gold stone on the mainland. It was extremely hard in texture and could not survive the passage of hundreds of years. There may be the slightest trace left on it, but the huge stone in front of you has already left extremely deep marks, which can only occur after an extremely long period of erosion.

Although there is only one huge stone standing in the valley in front of him, there are no cultivators stationed, and there is no stone gate to block it, but Mo Yang has just been here a hundred years ago and felt a strong wave of formations. There is a large formation in this valley, and this formation extraordinary.

"Based on this formation alone, this Medicine King Valley is definitely an extraordinary force!" Mo Yang whispered to himself.

Judging by the time, today is the succession ceremony of the new Medicine King of Medicine King Valley. Many cultivators are waiting here, obviously waiting for the official ceremony to be held.

When Mo Yang left the Star Emperor Tower, although he did not disguise himself, he did some covering up. He specially changed into a pair of linen gray clothes and put on a bamboo hat on his head. In addition, he deliberately avoided it, and now there is no one there. Recognize him.

Not long after, a dull drum sound suddenly came from the Medicine King Valley, and energy could be seen spreading in all directions in mid-air like water waves.

"Boom..."

The dull drumbeats sounded one after another, spreading in all directions.

"The mountain gate is open. We welcome cultivators from all walks of life to come to our Yaowang Valley. Please climb the mountain!" An old voice came from the intertwined drums, and then a ray of light rushed up from the boulder. At the entrance of the valley, A barrier emerged, and then dispersed.

Mo Yang was a little surprised. The barrier just dissipated, and it was obvious that the formation had been opened.

"Those who enter will be reported out of the sect. Those with unknown origins are not allowed to enter!" While many cultivators were talking about it, the old voice sounded again.