The Evil Lord of All Realms

After hearing Mo Yang's words, the old man's expression immediately changed.

As an ancestor of the Xuantian Holy Land, with cultivation reaching his level, he knew exactly what it meant to be trapped in an imperial tower.

However, he couldn't figure it out in his heart. He was obviously fully prepared, why could Mo Yang still use the Imperial Tower?

He knew a lot about Mo Yang, and he also knew that Mo Yang had an imperial tower on him, so when he set up the heaven and earth cage formation, he specifically tampered with it to prevent Mo Yang from using the imperial tower.

He originally thought everything was safe, so he dared to show his true face, but who would have thought that he was inexplicably taken into the Imperial Tower by Mo Yang.

At that moment, he didn't even know what happened. He just felt like a portal opened instantly and swallowed him up instantly.

He glanced around and could clearly see the stone walls.

Moreover, he already felt something was wrong.

This space was filled with an unknown force, which could not be explained. Although he did not notice any danger at first, he could not calm down in his heart. The feeling in the trance even made his heart stand on end. a feeling of.

At this time, Mo Yang completely regained his composure, calmly faced the old man, and said: "You are a majestic emperor and have countless calculations, but I'm afraid you will make a mistake this time!"

"Huh, ignorant kid, you are only a mere saint. Even if you touch the power of the Imperial Tower, do you think you can control the emperor-level soldiers with your cultivation?"

The old man immediately snorted coldly and stared at Mo Yang with cold eyes.

"You are right, my cultivation is indeed unable to compete with you, but that is in the outside world, but here, I have the final say in everything!" Mo Yang said.

"Do you think you are the master of this Imperial Tower? With your Holy Realm cultivation, you can forcefully activate the Emperor-level power, and your life will be involved at every turn. Even if you take me into the Imperial Tower, you can't help me. What!" The old man said and took action directly, dodging to kill Mo Yang.

But when he started, his expression suddenly changed.

It was fine before he didn't use any strength, but now that he activated the strength in his body, a majestic and boundless pressure suddenly came down on him.

His body trembled suddenly, and now he felt that every step he took was extremely laborious.

Moreover, Mo Yang's body seemed to be condensed into mist, and his body instantly disappeared from the place, and then appeared behind him.

"you……"

With endless anger in his heart, Mo Yang looked at the old man silently and said, "You may not know yet, but I am really the master of this imperial tower!"

As soon as Mo Yang finished speaking, before the old man could speak, the surrounding tower walls trembled slightly, and wisps of light flowed out.

The old man's expression changed drastically, with a look of deep horror on his old face and a look of disbelief in his eyes.

A surge of supreme pressure instantly filled the air. Even though he thought that he was unparalleled in cultivation and could hardly meet an opponent on the Xuantian Continent, at this moment, in front of the overwhelming pressure, he felt as small as an ant. .

It seemed as if just a slight tremble of that coercion was enough to crush his body and obliterate him.

"Impossible. With your cultivation, how could you easily activate the Emperor's soldiers?" the old man roared, his body trembling violently, and a trace of scarlet blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Why isn't it possible?"

"I said before that you made a miscalculation today. Today, I want you to die!" Mo Yang stared at the old man, and the anger in his heart gradually burst out.

"boom!"

After Mo Yang finished speaking, he directly performed the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons, and his body instantly appeared in front of the old man. He raised his hand and punched the old man in the face.

The old man wanted to retreat, but at this time he couldn't avoid it at all. Mo Yang's speed was not affected at all, but was faster than the outside world, and here he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.

The old man's body was blown away, and his forehead was dented directly.

"boom!"

Before he could stabilize his body, Mo Yang's figure appeared next to him like a ghost, punching him in the abdomen again, and a sharp pain instantly swept through his body.

"Ant, you are looking for death!"

The old man was furious, his face was completely distorted, and there were thousands of murderous intentions in his eyes.

"Old guy, you're the one looking for death!" Mo Yang stepped forward, suddenly pulled out a long sword from the Najie, used all his strength, and swung the sword across the old man's abdomen.

"puff……"

Scarlet blood spurted out, and the old man's body was cut into two pieces.

"Ah...ignorant child, I will kill you..."

The old man let out shrill roars one after another, and the rolling sound waves continued to echo in the stone tower.

"I returned this sword to you on behalf of the saint!" Mo Yang stood in front of the old man, looking down at him condescendingly.

At this time, Mo Yang's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his expression was extremely cold.

His eyes were a little red, and at first glance, he looked like a crazy beast.

"puff……"

Mo Yang then raised his long sword and slashed down violently, cutting the upper half of the old man's body into two pieces again.

"This sword is for Senior Wu Zhan!"

"Ah..." the old man roared repeatedly, resisting desperately.

But the more he struggled and gathered strength, the stronger the sense of oppression around his body became, until his body was unable to move.

"puff……"

Mo Yang raised his hand and slashed with his sword again, directly chopping off the old man's head.

Mo Yang stepped on the old man's head, stared coldly into the old man's murderous eyes, and said, "This sword is for my master!"

"Ant, you deserve to die!" Although the old man's body was split into several pieces, his life force was so strong that even if his body was completely crushed, it would still be difficult to threaten his life.

"puff……"

Mo Yang suddenly exerted force under his feet, crushing the old man's head directly, and the blood dyed a large area of ​​the ground of Star Emperor Tower red.

"Ignorant child, you can't kill me. Even if my body is destroyed, I will not die!" The old man's angry roar had not stopped yet.

And at this time, the split bodies were trembling non-stop, trying to come together.

Mo Yang put away his sword, raised his fist and attacked wildly, completely blasting the old man's body into a puddle of flesh, and blood flowed out nearly ten meters away.

"Here comes the Creation Furnace!"

Mo Yang knew that if the old man's soul power was not destroyed, the old man would not fall, and with his current strength, it would be too difficult to kill a Holy Emperor.

Even if you borrow the power of the Star King Tower, it is not a simple matter to kill this Holy Land Ancestor.

With a low roar from Mo Yang, the creation furnace on the second floor was moved to the first floor by Mo Yang.

Mo Yang was very decisive and directly sealed the old man's body into the creation furnace and used it to refine the elixir.

"Rumble..."

The creation furnace was trembling crazily, and the old man was struggling crazily. The power made Mo Yang change his color several times, as if he was going to collapse the alchemy furnace.