The Evil Lord of All Realms

After about a cup of tea, it became completely quiet.

Mo Yang stood with his hands behind his hands and scanned the battlefield. The battle did not last long and was not even intense, but everyone within a few dozen radius was destroyed.

"I really can't imagine whether the entire continent can withstand it if an emperor-level powerhouse takes action..."

Mo Yang sighed softly and couldn't help but think of that ancient secret realm. It was once a vast continent, but it was once destroyed in the war. Now it is uninhabited and no one knows how many lives have been buried.

One day, will this Xuantian Continent be like that ancient secret realm? After all, an emperor-level war is likely to break out here.

The middle-aged man from Chixuling has died, his soul power has been completely shattered, and his life force has been completely wiped out. As for the old man, Mo Yang can't pay attention to his life and death, but he has been included in the Six Paths Map. , the ending is decided.

Even if the old man doesn't die soon, he won't be able to live long in the Six Paths Map.

At this moment, a chill enveloped him, and Mo Yang's face changed slightly. He raised his head and glanced at the sky. Although there was nothing there, it seemed like a pair of cold eyes were staring at him.

He didn't say anything. He flashed and entered the Star Emperor Tower directly. The strong men from Chixuling were still paying attention to him. He didn't know what actions Chixuling would take after that, but one thing Mo Yang knew clearly. I'm afraid he won't stop until he is killed.

After dealing with the two powerful enemies, Mo Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He did not dare to delay, and came to the fifth floor of the Star King Tower, where he sat down and started to adjust his breathing.

The injuries on his body are actually very serious, especially the injuries to his soul power, which must be recovered as soon as possible, and his cultivation needs to be stabilized as soon as possible to enter the realm of creation.

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Time passed silently, and Mo Yang adjusted his breath and healed his injuries in the Star Emperor Tower. Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, but the damage to his soul power was not completely recovered.

The injury to the soul is different from other injuries. Although Mo Yang used thunder light to temper the soul during the thunder tribulation before, the injury was indeed repaired a lot at that time, but it will take time to recover afterwards.

After he stopped his practice and stood up, he sighed softly. After a long time of adjusting his breath and recovering, he realized that the injury to his soul this time was much more serious than he thought. It was caused by the murderous intention of an emperor-level expert. It is simply impossible to recover in a short time.

"Refining a few elixirs for soul injuries. I don't know what the next move will be in Chixuling. It's better to wait until the soul's injuries are completely recovered before leaving!" Mo Yang thought for a long time and whispered to himself.

After making up his mind, Mo Yang went to the second floor of the Star Emperor Tower, took out some treasured medicinal materials, and began to refine the elixir.

As for the outside world, it still seemed calm on the surface. The war in the wild ancient land came to an end without the knowledge of the world. No one knew that the war between the ancient race and the human race had already begun.

And in the fog where the ancient race is entrenched, there is no peace anymore.

Especially in Chixuling, strong men have fallen one after another. Although there are several emperor-level masters in this ancient land, such losses are extremely shocking to them. If those few emperor-level masters did not exist, they would have fallen. Those strong men are the foundation of Chixuling.

During this period of time, not only Chixuling has been taking action frequently, Chaos Dragon Pond is also preparing to take action.

And other ancient races and ancient lands seem to be making preparations, and a shocking storm seems to be brewing invisibly.

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Time passed silently, and another month passed in the blink of an eye. After refining a lot of holy medicines and elixirs, and taking the Immortal Dew of Creation every day, Mo Yang's damaged soul power was finally repaired.

After his soul power was completely restored, his cultivation level stabilized at the mid-level second level of Creation Realm.

No matter which continent it is placed on, this kind of cultivation is already very strong among the younger generation, and it is not weak even compared to the mysterious force where Yuan Qi belongs.

Just facing those old antiques is not enough after all.

After his soul power was restored, Mo Yang remembered the Xuan Ling in the third floor of the Star Emperor Tower. He frowned slightly and flashed to the third floor.

After such a long time, Xuan Ling's injuries have long since recovered, and although she was severely injured when she blocked the thunder tribulation for Mo Yang, she also benefited from it. Her cultivation has improved a lot, and she has reached the third level of the Creation Realm. peak.

Mo Yang now doesn't know how to deal with this former royal family member of Taixu Mountain. It seems inappropriate to force him away.

Xuan Ling was sitting cross-legged silently, and Mo Yang sensed it for a moment from more than ten meters away, without disturbing his practice, and then left silently.

After he left, Xuan Ling opened his eyes, with a complicated expression, and then let out an inaudible sigh.

Mo Yang left the Star Emperor Tower directly, then opened the teleportation array and left the ancient wild land.

After this long time, he planned to check out the situation outside.

He arrived all the way from the Eastern Territory to the Central Territory and found that the outside world was extremely calm. Just like before, he did not see any strong figures from the ancient races.

"These ancient races and ancient lands are really calm. Are these old people afraid of death?" Mo Yang shouted coldly.

Because if the supreme beings of those ancient races show up to kill him, no matter what the result is, it will be a great harm to them, because if they leave the ancient land where they are dormant, in this era when emperors cannot live forever, they will directly bear the laws of heaven. Oppression is like the nameless strong man. If they keep walking outside, they will not survive long.

Mo Yang stayed in the Central Territory for a few days, and then went all the way south to the Southern Wasteland.

He didn't hide his aura, but in the past few days, he didn't feel any strong people peering at him, and the place he walked through was unusually calm.

Just a few days later, Mo Yang walked into a small town in the southern wilderness and saw a figure that did not belong here.

Among the passers-by, Mo Yang actually saw the woman in white who had fought with him in the wilderness before. This person originally appeared in the wilderness with Yuan Xiao, but after Yuan Xiao died, there was no trace of this person after she escaped. Show up here.

At first, Mo Yang couldn't believe it. After all, there was an ancient secret realm between the Desolate Territory and the Xuantian Continent. This was not something that just one person could cross.

But after Mo Yang restrained his aura and silently sensed it, he was sure that this person was the woman in white. Although the other party hid her cultivation, Mo Yang remembered her aura very clearly, and there was no way she would admit her mistake.

The woman in white didn't notice Mo Yang, and Mo Yang didn't care. She immediately used the Hua Zi Scroll to change her appearance and completely change her aura.

The other party is in the light, while he is in the dark. Only in this way can he take the initiative.

Although Mo Yang had no fear of this woman in white at this time, he did not dare to take action rashly. She suddenly appeared on Xuantian Continent, and God knows whether she was alone or accompanied by other strong people.