The Evil Lord of All Realms

Today's Mo Yang is completely different from before. He used to have concerns in his heart, and he would avoid the ancient race if he could, but this time, he didn't think about his own outcome at all.

It's not that Mo Yang doesn't want to retreat, but that there is no way to retreat.

His method was extremely fierce, and now he struck without any mercy. With one blow, the old man's body was crushed, and his originally powerful soul was also directly crushed by the power of space.

Not far away, powerful men from the ancient races looked at this scene, and no one could remain calm.

Although Mo Yang had changed his appearance at this time, feeling the powerful spatial fluctuations, Mo Yang's identity had obviously been exposed. Many ancient races had already guessed Mo Yang's identity.

It was precisely because he guessed Mo Yang's identity that he was shocked.

The genius of the human race in front of me has left too many rumors on the Xuantian Continent. He once broke into the fog and reached Taixu Mountain, where a battle broke out and turned Taixu Mountain into ruins, but now he is so crazy. , standing directly in front of the fog to kill the ancient race.

Nowadays, Mo Yang is not only crazy, but also terrifyingly powerful. With just a raise of his hand, this strong man from Chaos Dragon Pool was wiped out without even a chance to resist.

Originally, there were several strong men from the ancient races and ancient lands who wanted to scold Mo Yang, and some even wanted to take action. However, seeing this scene, they suppressed the words that came to their lips.

There is no strong person in the Creation Realm present. Facing the genius in front of him, anyone who goes up will probably be killed.

Mo Yang put back his hand and stood up. He didn't even look at the dazzling blood, it was as insignificant as crushing an ant casually.

And his indifferent eyes swept over each ancient race strongman, and then his eyes fell on a young man.

"You are also from Chaos Dragon Pond..."

As soon as Mo Yang spoke, the young man's expression suddenly changed, and then he suddenly dodged and rushed directly into the mist.

The young man's purpose was very simple. He rushed into the fog before Mo Yang made a move, so that he could escape. However, he had just moved forward when his body suddenly stopped.

Because a terrifying force suddenly came down from high altitude, like countless giant peaks pressing down on him, directly locking his body in place.

Mo Yang looked indifferent, then raised his hand slightly, and the power of space rolled up, lifting the young man directly into the air.

"Since I want to kill you, struggling is in vain!"

Mo Yang's indifferent voice spread in all directions, and as soon as Mo Yang's palm fell, the sky was turbulent, and even the mysterious mist behind him was stirred up.

The air seemed to have turned into countless pieces. The young man didn't even scream. His body was instantly shattered and then swallowed up by the cracks in the void that emerged one after another. Not even a drop of blood was spilled.

The reason why Mo Yang attacked the strong men in the Chaos Dragon Pond was entirely because of the previous injury to the four-legged dragon.

At this time, the scene was completely silent. Although there were many ancient races falling in the distance, no one dared to speak easily when looking at the astonishing scene in mid-air.

Mo Yang glanced over their faces one by one. Two old men were afraid that Mo Yang would attack them, so they did not even have the courage to look at Mo Yang. When Mo Yang glanced at them, his body even trembled. .

Who is not afraid in the face of death?

But Mo Yang didn't take action. He glanced at it and didn't sense the aura of the strong men from Chixu Ridge and Chaos Dragon Pond.

Although he already wanted to fight to the death with the ancient races, it would not be of any benefit to him if he directly offended all the ancient lands of the ancient races.

The fight against nature still needs to be done step by step. After all, he is only one person. Using Chixu Ridge and Chaos Dragon Pond to attack is already his limit.

After doing all this, Mo Yang looked back at the fog. Although he couldn't see anything, it was as if there were pairs of cold eyes staring at him.

"snort!"

Leaving behind a cold snort, Mo Yang's figure flashed and disappeared directly from the sight of a group of ancient race experts.

Even long after Mo Yang left, those ancient race experts still stood there, not daring to move rashly, for fear that the human madman would suddenly jump out again.

I don’t know how long it took for an old man to speak in a deep voice: "The power of space... He is Mo Yang, the genius of the human race. He has mastered the Tao of Space and received many extraordinary inheritances. Now he is openly attacking the Chaos Dragon Pond. We'd better be careful when fighting Chixuling."

Immediately, a group of powerful people from the ancient race dispersed and rushed into the mist. When something like this happened, they naturally wanted to spread the news back to their ancient land of the ancient race as soon as possible.

On the other side, Mo Yangfei landed in front of a city and walked in slowly.

At this time, the feeling of being spied on had dissipated, and tonight, despite his several attempts, the tower soul showed no movement. It seemed a little different from before.

Only the next day, the news was like a hurricane blowing in the middle region, spreading in all directions.

The strong men from Chixu Ridge and Chaos Dragon Pond seemed to have disappeared in the Central Territory overnight. Mo Yang walked through several cities in a row without sensing the aura of these two ancient land strong men.

Not only the strong men of these two ancient races and ancient lands, but also the strong men of other ancient lands were reduced by most, and the Central Territory seemed to have calmed down overnight.

"Is it the calm before the storm? It's time to send strong men to kill me!" Mo Yang whispered to himself.

He knows very well that none of these ancient races and ancient lands are easy to deal with. Even now, there are many powerful people who can threaten him in any ancient race and ancient land.

The calm was only short-lived. When there was any movement in Chixuling and Chaos Dragon Pond, it would definitely be the force of thunder aimed at him.

On the third day, Mo Yang left the Central Region and opened the teleportation array to arrive in the Eastern Region.

That evening, in Luoyang City, a roar shook all directions. Everyone looked up and saw a young man from the ancient race being caught in mid-air by a big light hand, and then his body was crushed like this.

Immediately afterwards, a woman from an ancient race rose into the sky and seemed to want to escape, but was slapped to pieces by the big hand of light.

The frightened screams were accompanied by the explosion of dazzling blood, shocking everyone.

This time, Mo Yang did not hide his appearance and showed his true appearance. He glanced at Luoyang City below a few times, and then left with his hands behind his back.

"Mo Yang, am I reading that right? I heard that many ancient race experts were killed in the Central Territory in the past few days. Could it be that Mo Yang killed them too!" The human cultivator exclaimed.

Mo Yang has disappeared from the cultivation world for a long time. Even in the past few years, few people have seen him. Now he actually appears in Luoyang City, killing two ancient race geniuses with a raised hand. And those two ancient races The race seems to come from Chixuling.