The Evil Lord of All Realms

And as the formation was activated, the terrifying aura suddenly moved in all directions outside the formation. The crowd of onlookers who had retreated to the distance instantly became commotion. Everyone was terrified, like desperadoes. Fleeing madly into the distance.

Ergouzi, who was hiding in the dark, looked very solemn and said to the four-legged dragon, "Damn it, there must be an imperial formation here in Taixu Mountain. What should I do with this kid?"

"The aura is wrong, it shouldn't be a complete emperor-level formation!" The four-legged dragon has been paying close attention to the situation nervously.

But even if it is just a corner of the emperor-level remnant formation, it seems that it cannot shake it.

"The uncle has been urging this god to kill him before, but he doesn't listen. What should we do now!" Ergouzi was anxious.

This emperor-level power is no joke. Although Mo Yang has an imperial tower on his body, but feeling the terrifying aura, as long as a ray of attack falls on Mo Yang, it may be enough to directly obliterate Mo Yang.

The four-legged dragon didn't say anything, but looked seriously and silently stared at the top of Tianhen Mountain.

"Five Legs, do you have any plans?"

Ergouzi then asked the four-legged dragon.

"Even if there is only one corner of the Imperial Formation in this formation, I am afraid it will be difficult for me to shake it. I can only try my best to take action!" the four-legged dragon said.

It continued, "But now is not the time, let's see how he responds first!"

The four-legged dragon stopped talking after saying this. It knew that Mo Yang should have made a lot of preparations before coming, because based on his understanding of Mo Yang, Mo Yang would not be stupid enough to just come here and die.

Moreover, it seems that only Mo Yang can resolve the current predicament. After all, the emperor-level armor is on Mo Yang, the imperial tower is also on Mo Yang, and the real emperor-level strongman is still on Mo Yang.

As we all know, if you want to shake the emperor-level formation, only the emperor-level power can do it.

Even though the onlookers had retreated more than ten miles away, they were still frightened and feeling terrified. At this time, everyone looked at the top of Tianhen Mountain with frightened eyes, feeling that Mo Yang was really going to fall here this time.

Because the Imperial Formation has no solution at all.

Not to mention that Mo Yang had just entered the Taoist realm, even if he was in the Immortal Realm or even beyond the Immortal Realm, if he was trapped by the Imperial Formation, he would only die.

"He really shouldn't have come. For such a monster's talent to perish like this is a tragedy for the entire human race!" A cultivator sighed.

"It's not easy for a human race to stand up and compete with the ancient race, but they are trapped here. There are countless cultivators in our human race, is there no one who dares to help?"

"Our human race has so many powerful forces. Is it possible that no sect has the courage to touch Taixu Mountain? What about the Buddha Sect? Haven't they always regarded themselves as righteous? Where are they now?"

One after another, cultivators sighed, and several figures walked out of the crowd. Except for the two young men, the others were all white-haired old men.

Their cultivation is not strong, and every step forward is extremely difficult at this time.

"Those idiots, Mo Yang is seeking death on his own, who can he blame? If he hadn't provoked the ancient race, how could he have ended up like this!" A cultivator in the crowd sneered coldly.

"puff!"

But as soon as the man finished speaking, a bunch of blood splashed in the crowd, and a head flew out of the crowd.

Situ Changkong stood up with his sword sheathed, glanced at the crowd with cold eyes, and said, "Whoever continues to be weird and sarcastic, this is what will happen!"

"Hmph, who do you think you are?" came a voice.

"puff!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another ball of blood exploded.

There was a commotion among the people, who were shocked and hurriedly looked into the crowd, because it was not Situ Changfeng who took action this time, but someone else, and the sword light came from behind.

"I have the same attitude as him. Anyone who dares to be sarcastic will die!"

A voice came from the crowd, and then a figure appeared in everyone's sight.

"He, he is the great disciple of Qianzong!" I don't know who spoke, but one sentence made everyone change their colors.

And he was not alone, because there were several figures following behind him.

Lu Xiyue wore a white dress, raised her hand and grabbed a young man out of the crowd.

The young man's face changed drastically, but he still shouted to Lu Xiyue forcefully and asked, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Lu Xiyue sneered and said, "It doesn't matter who I am. Didn't you scream happily just now? Why don't you dare to admit it so quickly?"

Someone looked at Lu Xiyue and whispered, "I remember she seems to be the sixth disciple of Qian Zong!"

"Snapped!"

Lu Xiyue didn't have any unnecessary words, murderous intent flashed in her eyes, she raised her hand and slapped him, the young man's head was smashed in an instant, and the red and white things immediately splashed all over the floor.

At this time, the onlookers changed their colors one after another and dispersed around. This group of people seemed to be disciples of Qian Zong. They were like a group of lunatics, killing immediately without even saying a word.

"Elder brother, what should we do?" Situ Xue, who was following Lu Xiyue, asked.

She glanced at Situ Changfeng, nodded slightly, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, you're not the only one here!"

The senior brother looked up at Tianhen Mountain with an unusually solemn expression and said, "Check the situation first, don't act rashly, no one can save him at this time!"

On the top of Tianhen Mountain, as the formation moved, the aura inside became more and more terrifying, especially the power that almost imprisoned Mo Yang's body there, and even the immeasurable pressure kept falling on him. On top of him, his body was bent down.

But at this moment, wisps of brilliance flowed out from the cracks that opened under Mo Yang's feet, slowly pushing away the falling supreme pressure.

The crack was getting bigger and bigger, and the light flowing out was getting stronger and stronger. As the entire Tianhen Mountain shook, a huge stone pillar emerged from the crack.

During the previous fight with Xuan Yi, Mo Yang took advantage of the smoke and dust to drive a dragon-locking pillar into Tianhen Mountain. The shock caused the entire Tianhen Mountain to collapse.

But in the eyes of outsiders, it was entirely caused by Mo Yang's attack. Even the few Taixu Mountain powerhouses hiding in the dark were just a little confused at the time and didn't notice anything unusual.

It was only then that the expressions of several old men outside the formation came to their senses and their expressions changed.

"Ant, you actually took the opportunity to arrange a back-up plan when you fought with Xuan Yi before!" An old man was shocked and angry.

Because the stone pillar is covered with veins and can push away the falling pressure, it can be seen that it is definitely not an ordinary thing.

Mo Yang's face was pale, and blood kept bleeding from the corner of his mouth. At this time, he raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth with difficulty, then growled, raised his hand to evolve the emperor's inscription, and suddenly moved towards the Dragon Locking Pillar Seal.

"boom……"

The stone pillar trembled slightly and made a dull sound. The lines carved on it seemed to come alive in an instant. They all lit up and emitted a divine radiance, causing the entire formation to tremble. And as the formation was activated, the terrifying aura suddenly moved in all directions outside the formation. The crowd of onlookers who had retreated to the distance instantly became commotion. Everyone was terrified, like desperadoes. Fleeing madly into the distance.

Ergouzi, who was hiding in the dark, looked very solemn and said to the four-legged dragon, "Damn it, there must be an imperial formation here in Taixu Mountain. What should I do with this kid?"

"The aura is wrong, it shouldn't be a complete emperor-level formation!" The four-legged dragon has been paying close attention to the situation nervously.

But even if it is just a corner of the emperor-level remnant formation, it seems that it cannot shake it.

"The uncle has been urging this god to kill him before, but he doesn't listen. What should we do now!" Ergouzi was anxious.

This emperor-level power is no joke. Although Mo Yang has an imperial tower on his body, but feeling the terrifying aura, as long as a ray of attack falls on Mo Yang, it may be enough to directly obliterate Mo Yang.

The four-legged dragon didn't say anything, but looked seriously and silently stared at the top of Tianhen Mountain.

"Five Legs, do you have any plans?"

Ergouzi then asked the four-legged dragon.

"Even if there is only one corner of the Imperial Formation in this formation, I am afraid it will be difficult for me to shake it. I can only try my best to take action!" the four-legged dragon said.

It continued, "But now is not the time, let's see how he responds first!"

The four-legged dragon stopped talking after saying this. It knew that Mo Yang should have made a lot of preparations before coming, because based on his understanding of Mo Yang, Mo Yang would not be stupid enough to just come here and die.

Moreover, it seems that only Mo Yang can resolve the current predicament. After all, the emperor-level armor is on Mo Yang, the imperial tower is also on Mo Yang, and the real emperor-level strongman is still on Mo Yang.

As we all know, if you want to shake the emperor-level formation, only the emperor-level power can do it.

Even though the onlookers had retreated more than ten miles away, they were still frightened and feeling terrified. At this time, everyone looked at the top of Tianhen Mountain with frightened eyes, feeling that Mo Yang was really going to fall here this time.

Because the Imperial Formation has no solution at all.

Not to mention that Mo Yang had just entered the Taoist realm, even if he was in the Immortal Realm or even beyond the Immortal Realm, if he was trapped by the Imperial Formation, he would only die.

"He really shouldn't have come. For such a monster's talent to perish like this is a tragedy for the entire human race!" A cultivator sighed.

"It's not easy for a human race to stand up and compete with the ancient race, but they are trapped here. There are countless cultivators in our human race, is there no one who dares to help?"

"Our human race has so many powerful forces. Is it possible that no sect has the courage to touch Taixu Mountain? What about the Buddha Sect? Haven't they always regarded themselves as righteous? Where are they now?"

One after another, cultivators sighed, and several figures walked out of the crowd. Except for the two young men, the others were all white-haired old men.

Their cultivation is not strong, and every step forward is extremely difficult at this time.

"Those idiots, Mo Yang is seeking death on his own, who can he blame? If he hadn't provoked the ancient race, how could he have ended up like this!" A cultivator in the crowd sneered coldly.

"puff!"

But as soon as the man finished speaking, a bunch of blood splashed in the crowd, and a head flew out of the crowd.

Situ Changkong stood up with his sword sheathed, glanced at the crowd with cold eyes, and said, "Whoever continues to be weird and sarcastic, this is what will happen!"

"Hmph, who do you think you are?" came a voice.

"puff!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another ball of blood exploded.

There was a commotion among the people, who were shocked and hurriedly looked into the crowd, because it was not Situ Changfeng who took action this time, but someone else, and the sword light came from behind.

"I have the same attitude as him. Anyone who dares to be sarcastic will die!"

A voice came from the crowd, and then a figure appeared in everyone's sight.

"He, he is the great disciple of Qianzong!" I don't know who spoke, but one sentence made everyone change their colors.

And he was not alone, because there were several figures following behind him.

Lu Xiyue was dressed in a white dress, raised her hand and grabbed a young man out of the crowd.

The young man's face changed drastically, but he still shouted to Lu Xiyue forcefully and asked, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Lu Xiyue sneered and said, "It doesn't matter who I am. Didn't you scream happily just now? Why don't you dare to admit it so quickly?"

Someone looked at Lu Xiyue and whispered, "I remember she seems to be the sixth disciple of Qian Zong!"

"Snapped!"

Lu Xiyue didn't have any unnecessary words, murderous intent flashed in her eyes, she raised her hand and slapped him, the young man's head was smashed in an instant, and the red and white things immediately splashed all over the floor.

At this time, the onlookers changed their colors one after another and dispersed around. This group of people seemed to be disciples of Qian Zong. They were like a group of lunatics, killing immediately without even saying a word.

"Elder brother, what should we do?" Situ Xue, who was following Lu Xiyue, asked.

She glanced at Situ Changfeng, nodded slightly, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, you're not the only one here!"

The senior brother looked up at Tianhen Mountain with an unusually solemn expression and said, "Check the situation first, don't act rashly, no one can save him at this time!"

On the top of Tianhen Mountain, as the formation moved, the aura inside became more and more terrifying, especially the power that almost imprisoned Mo Yang's body there, and even the immeasurable pressure kept falling on him. On top of him, his body was bent down.

But at this moment, wisps of brilliance flowed out from the cracks that opened under Mo Yang's feet, slowly pushing away the falling supreme pressure.

The crack was getting bigger and bigger, and the light flowing out was getting stronger and stronger. As the entire Tianhen Mountain shook, a huge stone pillar emerged from the crack.

During the previous fight with Xuan Yi, Mo Yang took advantage of the smoke and dust to drive a dragon-locking pillar into Tianhen Mountain. The shock caused the entire Tianhen Mountain to collapse.

But in the eyes of outsiders, it was entirely caused by Mo Yang's attack. Even the few Taixu Mountain powerhouses hiding in the dark were just a little confused at the time and didn't notice anything unusual.

It was only then that the expressions of several old men outside the formation came to their senses and their expressions changed.

"Ant, you actually took the opportunity to arrange a back-up plan when you fought with Xuan Yi before!" An old man was shocked and angry.

Because the stone pillar is covered with veins and can push away the falling pressure, it can be seen that it is definitely not an ordinary thing.

Mo Yang's face was pale, and blood kept bleeding from the corner of his mouth. At this time, he raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth with difficulty, then growled, raised his hand to evolve the emperor's inscription, and suddenly moved towards the Dragon Locking Pillar Seal.

"boom……"

The stone pillar trembled slightly and made a dull sound. The lines carved on it seemed to come alive in an instant. They all lit up and emitted a divine radiance, causing the entire formation to tremble.