The Evil Lord of All Realms

The old man stood in the smoke and roared several times in succession.

He knew that Mo Yang must have hid in the imperial tower. If there was no imperial tower to accommodate Mo Yang's true body, Mo Yang would be half-dead if he withstood these sword rays.

The key is that he has no way at all. Once Mo Yang hides in the imperial tower, there will be no trace of him. No matter how hard he tries, it will be useless.

He knew that this genius of the human race was difficult to deal with, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.

Before coming, other strong men from Taixu Mountain told them to pay attention to an ancient divine dragon. He thought that Mo Yang could survive until now because of that divine dragon, but he never thought that they still underestimated this genius of the human race.

The old man stood in the smoke and dust in the sky, with divine light flowing in his eyes, staring down, his aura rising and falling violently. He was always ready to take action, and as soon as Mo Yang showed his head, he would strike with all his strength.

But time passed slowly, and a cup of tea passed, but Mo Yang was still nowhere to be seen.

At this time, the middle-aged man also rushed into the smoke and dust. Like the old man, his eyes were fixed on the bottom, like two hunting beasts preparing to attack.

I don't know when, a breath suddenly came from below. The old man and the middle-aged man didn't think much at all. The old man shouted loudly, swung his sword for an unknown period of time and slashed down suddenly, and the middle-aged man also shook suddenly. His hand suddenly smashed down the stone seal engraved with Dao lines.

But after taking action, the middle-aged man and the old man were stunned because Mo Yang didn't come out at all, or Mo Yang had appeared just now, but then hid in the stone tower again.

If it were in the past, the old man might choose to arrange other means here to trap Mo Yang, but now he was so angry that he didn't think so much at all. He just wanted to kill Mo Yang the moment Mo Yang showed his head.

The two attacks fell, and the whole land trembled suddenly. A huge sword mark seemed to split the ground directly, spreading more than a hundred feet away, and the stone seal that the middle-aged man smashed was equally astonishing, blasting out directly. A large pit several feet deep was created.

However, just two breaths after the two attacks fell, the smoke and dust in the sky was instantly stirred up. The old man and the middle-aged man roared one after another, and almost the same scene as before appeared again.

But the middle-aged man had no time to take action, because a piece of blood-stained cloth rushed up directly wrapped in the endless smoke and dust.

Seeing the shroud, the middle-aged man's face changed drastically. The stone seal that was about to be released did not hit it out, but instinctively pulled away and retreated.

Although the old man had already slashed out a sword, the sword light was directly transformed by an invisible force before it touched the shroud.

"It's that piece of cloth, damn..."

He only had time to roar angrily, and then he stormed out.

Seeing the shroud, the two Immortal Realm experts felt as if they were seeing the God of Plague, fearing to avoid it.

The middle-aged man retreated several hundred feet away before stopping. He looked at the smoke and dust rising into the sky in amazement, feeling terrified in his heart.

If he was one step slower, he couldn't imagine what would happen. There were four strong men coming today, and two of them had already fallen. According to Mo Yang's style, he would be the next one to deal with, and he naturally didn't want to fall here.

But before he could recover, a chill suddenly rose up his spine.

"puff……"

The next moment, a dragon-locking pillar suddenly came from behind the middle-aged man.

Emerged, before the middle-aged man could react, his body was instantly smashed.

Then Mo Yang's figure appeared, and he raised his hand to collect the surging blood mist into the Star Emperor Tower, and then raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"If you hadn't stirred up the smoke and dust in the sky, even if I used the Soul Sacrifice Technique in conjunction with the Xingzi Scroll, I wouldn't be able to escape. It's really all thanks to you!" Mo Yang said coldly.

Only then did the old man suddenly turn around, with shock, but also endless anger and murderous intent in his eyes.

"Old man, you, a powerful man at the eighth level of the immortal realm, are you so afraid of death? It's just a piece of cloth stained with the emperor's blood, and you don't even dare to touch it?" Mo Yang looked at the silver-haired old man, Open your mouth and sneer.

As he spoke, a trace of golden blood flowed from the corner of Mo Yang's mouth again. He had given the old man a hard blow before, and his body was almost shattered. Even the chaotic Qi in his body had not completely calmed down at this time.

But the old man didn't speak, he just stared at Mo Yang.

In the blink of an eye, another strong man fell.

The middle-aged man's body was smashed, and all the blood mist was taken away by Mo Yang. Needless to say, he knew the outcome.

If they were killed by Mo Yang from the front, he would still be able to figure it out, but the three Taixu Mountain experts who died today all died in mysterious circumstances.

The key point is that up to now, the ancient dragon is still hidden somewhere, and only Mo Yang appears alone.

If that divine dragon jumped out at this moment, maybe he would fall here without Mo Yang taking action.

However, he had been paying attention, but he did not detect the aura of the divine beast at all.

He knew that if he wanted to survive now, he could only kill Mo Yang with thunderous means. Otherwise, the longer time dragged on, the worse it would be for him.

The old man was making calculations in his mind, and Mo Yang was doing the same.

What Mo Yang was really worried about was not the old man in front of him, but the other powerful men from Taixu Mountain hiding in the dark.

Although the old man in front of him is now full of murderous intent, his mood has long been in chaos, and because the old man's combat power has been greatly reduced in the previous battle, in Mo Yang's view, this silver-haired old man can no longer threaten him.

If no other strong men from Taixu Mountain appeared, it would only be a matter of time before he would kill the silver-haired old man.

As long as he finds an opportunity to set up the Dragon Locking Formation, the old man will not survive at all.

Seeing that the two sides were about to start a fight, but at this moment, Mo Yang took back one foot he took. He looked up to the sky, and his expression instantly became serious.

It really comes to whatever you want...

The silver-haired old man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. High in the sky, a figure condensed out like mist. No one noticed when this strong man appeared.

It was a woman. At first glance, she had an extremely plump figure, and her exquisite curves revealed endless temptation, giving people an irresistible sense of charm.

She has long, dreamy silver-white hair that hangs down to her waist, and a face that is so delicate that it is almost enchanting...

Seeing the silver-haired woman appear, Mo Yang was not surprised except for his solemn expression, because he had already felt the silver-haired woman's aura before.

"You escaped last time and you dare to show up today. Are you so eager to die?" Mo Yang stared at the silver-haired woman and asked.

The silver-haired woman was severely traumatized when her own soldier was destroyed by him, but now she looks like she has completely recovered. The old man stood in the smoke and roared several times in succession.

He knew that Mo Yang must have hid in the imperial tower. If there was no imperial tower to accommodate Mo Yang's true body, Mo Yang would be half-dead if he withstood these sword rays.

The key is that he has no way at all. Once Mo Yang hides in the imperial tower, there will be no trace of him. No matter how hard he tries, it will be useless.

He knew that this genius of the human race was difficult to deal with, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.

Before coming, other strong men from Taixu Mountain told them to pay attention to an ancient divine dragon. He thought that Mo Yang could survive until now because of that divine dragon, but he never thought that they still underestimated this genius of the human race.

The old man stood in the smoke and dust in the sky, with divine light flowing in his eyes, staring down, his aura rising and falling violently. He was always ready to take action, and as soon as Mo Yang showed his head, he would strike with all his strength.

But time passed slowly, and a cup of tea passed, but Mo Yang was still nowhere to be seen.

At this time, the middle-aged man also rushed into the smoke and dust. Like the old man, his eyes were fixed on the bottom, like two hunting beasts preparing to attack.

I don't know when, a breath suddenly came from below. The old man and the middle-aged man didn't think much at all. The old man shouted loudly, swung his sword for an unknown period of time and slashed down suddenly, and the middle-aged man also shook suddenly. His hand suddenly smashed down the stone seal engraved with Dao lines.

But after taking action, the middle-aged man and the old man were stunned because Mo Yang didn't come out at all, or Mo Yang had appeared just now, but then hid in the stone tower again.

If it were in the past, the old man might choose to arrange other means here to trap Mo Yang, but now he was so angry that he didn't think so much at all. He just wanted to kill Mo Yang the moment Mo Yang showed his head.

The two attacks fell, and the whole land trembled suddenly. A huge sword mark seemed to split the ground directly, spreading more than a hundred feet away, and the stone seal that the middle-aged man smashed was equally astonishing, blasting out directly. A large pit several feet deep was created.

However, just two breaths after the two attacks fell, the smoke and dust in the sky was instantly stirred up. The old man and the middle-aged man roared one after another, and almost the same scene as before appeared again.

But the middle-aged man had no time to take action, because a piece of blood-stained cloth rushed up directly wrapped in the endless smoke and dust.

Seeing the shroud, the middle-aged man's face changed drastically. The stone seal that was about to be released did not hit it out, but instinctively pulled away and retreated.

Although the old man had already slashed out a sword, the sword light was directly transformed by an invisible force before it touched the shroud.

"It's that piece of cloth, damn..."

He only had time to roar angrily, and then he stormed out.

Seeing the shroud, the two Immortal Realm experts felt as if they were seeing the God of Plague, fearing to avoid it.

The middle-aged man retreated several hundred feet away before stopping. He looked at the smoke and dust rising into the sky in amazement, feeling terrified in his heart.

If he was one step slower, he couldn't imagine what would happen. There were four strong men coming today, and two of them had already fallen. According to Mo Yang's style, he would be the next one to deal with, and he naturally didn't want to fall here.

But before he could recover, a chill suddenly rose up his spine.

"puff……"

The next moment, a dragon-locking pillar suddenly came from behind the middle-aged man.

Emerged, before the middle-aged man could react, his body was instantly smashed.

Then Mo Yang's figure appeared, and he raised his hand to collect the surging blood mist into the Star Emperor Tower, and then raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"If you hadn't stirred up the smoke and dust in the sky, even if I used the Soul Sacrifice Technique in conjunction with the Xingzi Scroll, I wouldn't be able to escape. It's really all thanks to you!" Mo Yang said coldly.

Only then did the old man suddenly turn around, with shock, but also endless anger and murderous intent in his eyes.

"Old man, you, a powerful person at the eighth level of the immortal realm, are you so afraid of death? It's just a piece of cloth stained with the emperor's blood, and you don't even dare to touch it?" Mo Yang looked at the silver-haired old man, Open your mouth and sneer.

As he spoke, a trace of golden blood flowed from the corner of Mo Yang's mouth again. He had given the old man a hard blow before, and his body was almost shattered. Even the chaotic Qi in his body had not completely calmed down at this time.

But the old man didn't speak, he just stared at Mo Yang.

In the blink of an eye, another strong man fell.

The middle-aged man's body was smashed, and all the blood mist was taken away by Mo Yang. Needless to say, he knew the outcome.

If they were killed by Mo Yang from the front, he would still be able to figure it out, but the three Taixu Mountain experts who died today all died in mysterious circumstances.

The key point is that up to now, the ancient dragon is still hidden somewhere, and only Mo Yang appears alone.

If that divine dragon jumped out at this moment, maybe he would fall here without Mo Yang taking action.

However, he had been paying attention, but he did not detect the aura of the divine beast at all.

He knew that if he wanted to survive now, he could only kill Mo Yang with thunderous means. Otherwise, the longer time dragged on, the worse it would be for him.

The old man was making calculations in his mind, and Mo Yang was doing the same.

What Mo Yang was really worried about was not the old man in front of him, but the other powerful men from Taixu Mountain hiding in the dark.

Although the old man in front of him is now full of murderous intent, his mood has long been in chaos, and because the old man's combat power has been greatly reduced in the previous battle, in Mo Yang's view, this silver-haired old man can no longer threaten him.

If no other strong men from Taixu Mountain appeared, it would only be a matter of time before he would kill the silver-haired old man.

As long as he finds an opportunity to set up the Dragon Locking Formation, the old man will not survive at all.

Seeing that the two sides were about to start a fight, but at this moment, Mo Yang took back one foot he took. He looked up to the sky, and his expression instantly became serious.

It really comes to whatever you want...

The silver-haired old man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. High in the sky, a figure condensed out like mist. No one noticed when this strong man appeared.

It was a woman. At first glance, she had an extremely plump figure, and her exquisite curves revealed endless temptation, giving people an irresistible sense of charm.

She has long, dreamy silver-white hair that hangs down to her waist, and a face that is so delicate that it is almost enchanting...

Seeing the silver-haired woman appear, Mo Yang was not surprised except for his solemn expression, because he had already felt the silver-haired woman's aura before.

"You escaped last time and you dare to show up today. Are you so eager to die?" Mo Yang stared at the silver-haired woman and asked.

The silver-haired woman was severely traumatized when her own soldier was destroyed by him, but now she looks like she has completely recovered.