The Evil Lord of All Realms

After Mo Yang and Er Gouzi left the ancient battlefield, they did not return to the Central Territory. Mo Yang planned to live in seclusion in the Northern Territory for a while.

But two days later, both Mo Yang and Er Gouzi heard the news.

Da Dao Sect actually issued a killing order specifically to kill Mo Yang.

After hearing the news, Mo Yang and Er Gouzi immediately evacuated from the town.

Because they heard more than just this piece of news, it also included the matter of Xuantian Holy Land closing down the sect.

"The Holy Land of Xuantian announced the closure of the sect to the outside world, and the Dao Dao Sect issued a kill order. Tsk tsk, these shameless grandsons of the Dao Dao Sect..." Ergouzi was speechless.

As for worries, it doesn't have anything to worry about. It has already been used to it. After all, it has not been a day or two against Dao Dao Sect.

Mo Yang thought for a moment and then said: "I'm afraid they will be serious about issuing a kill order this time. We'd better try not to expose our whereabouts during this period!"

In any case, the Dao Dao Sect is a powerful force after all, and it directly and openly issued a killing order. This operation to kill Mo Yang must not be easy.

But that day, Mo Yang and the others heard another piece of news.

As soon as the news came out, it shocked the entire cultivation world.

Because after the Dao Dao Sect issued a killing order for Mo Yang, they actually announced that they would go all out to hunt down the remaining members of the Qian Sect!

Originally, Mo Yang didn't want to pay too much attention to it, but after hearing the news, Mo Yang's eyes revealed a strong murderous intent.

There are only nine disciples in Qian Zong plus him. Although the eight senior brothers and sisters are all extraordinary, after all, their training time is still short. How can they compete with the old guys of Dao Zong.

The most important thing is that without Feng Rukong, the disciples are like a group of dragons without a leader. If something really goes wrong, things will be unimaginable.

"They are either convinced that your master has died, and want to take the opportunity to eradicate the Qianzong to avoid future troubles!"

"Either you are worried that your master is not dead, so you use this method to force your master to show up!"

Ergouzi spoke one after another and whispered: "These turtles are not only shameless, but their methods are really despicable!"

Mo Yang's eyes were serious and he said in a deep voice: "They are scared!"

"Boy, you have no way to get involved in this matter. Your senior brothers and sisters are not weak in cultivation, and they must have some ability to protect themselves. You should take care of yourself now!"

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That night, Mo Yang went to retreat. His cultivation had reached the peak of the third level of the Holy Realm. Since coming to the Northern Territory, if he hadn't deliberately suppressed it, his cultivation should have broken through.

With Mo Yang's current cultivation level, even if he encounters the Great Perfection of the Holy Realm, he should be able to withstand it to some extent. Although his cultivation level is insufficient, his body is extremely strong.

Mo Yang is not worried about the powerful enemies in the saint realm. He is worried about the strong ones in the saint king realm.

According to Ergouzi, even if it is as powerful as the Dao Sect, it will not have many Holy Emperors, and it is impossible to exceed the number of one slap, so it is impossible to easily send out the Holy Emperors.

So Mo Yang speculated that when the killing order was issued this time, the powerful ones dispatched should include the Holy King!

At noon on the second day, a terrifying pressure instantly filled the wilderness, and an astonishing wave of blood surged in all directions like a tide. However, in just a moment, the pressure quickly subsided.

A strange color flashed in Ergouzi's eyes, he glanced in the direction where Mo Yang was meditating, and muttered: "Damn this kid, he broke through so easily. After breaking through, he went directly to the middle stage of Little Consummation, and stayed at Xuantian that day. If he didn’t do anything in the Holy Land, I wouldn’t believe him even if I beat him to death!”

After reaching the Holy Realm of Small Perfection, Mo Yang slowly opened his eyes, felt it carefully, and sighed: "Sure enough, he has become a lot stronger. Although the physical body has not changed significantly, the Dantian has actually expanded by a full circle..."

With this breakthrough in cultivation, the physical changes seem to be less than before, but the true energy seems to have experienced a baptism, the Dantian has expanded, and the true energy has become more solid.

But Mo Yang didn't stop and stood up, he sat cross-legged on the spot, frowning in thought.

After a few breaths, he turned his hand, and a white jade bottle appeared in his palm, with a drop of bright blood inside.

This is not Bodhi blood, but the real supreme battle blood.

It was originally obtained in the Tianyan Palace of the Tianyan Divine Dynasty, and the murderous intention and evil spirit remaining in the battle blood were refined by the tower soul, and the remaining essence was retained.

Although after countless years, the essence of this supreme battle blood has almost disappeared, there is still some left.

In the past, Mo Yang had never dared to touch it, but this time he had no choice.

In order to cope with the Dao Sect's pursuit this time, he had to break through to the Dzogchen realm to have any possibility of contending.

Because he had a crazy plan in his heart, Feng Rukong suffered a heavy blow because of him. Now his whereabouts and life and death are unknown. He wants to protect those senior brothers and sisters as much as possible.

The senior brothers and sisters who used to be Qian Zong protected him and showed up again and again when he was in danger. Now his cultivation level is no longer comparable to the past. With the power of the treasure, he even has some power to compete with Dao Zong.

"Master, don't worry, I will do my best to protect the sect you established!" Mo Yang whispered to himself while looking at the vast sky.

Then he lowered his head and looked at the white jade bottle in his hand, activated his power, and shook away the seal power on it...

Suddenly, a bright blood light instantly flooded the place, accompanied by a breathtaking aura that spread out continuously.

Er Gouzi, who had been guarding in the distance, was so frightened by the aura that he changed his color. He didn't even bother to look at Mo Yang. He pulled away and flew away towards the distance. He used the calligraphy scroll with great proficiency.

Astonishing fluctuations swept across all directions, and the place where Mo Yang was sitting cross-legged was completely submerged in the strange blood light. Er Gouzi stood in the distance and stared there, with a strong look of shock and a bit of worry in his eyes.

It opened the vertical eyes between its eyebrows several times, but it was difficult to see Mo Yang's situation clearly.

"You damn boy, you really don't know how to live or die. How dare you directly refine the supreme battle blood for a mere Saint Realm perfection? Do you think you have a long life... Even if there is only a trace left, it is not something you can bear..."

"Damn, if this continues, this kid is going to burp his farts. If the holy realm could be refined, I would have taken action long ago..."

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It knew that Mo Yang was refining the battle blood of the Supreme, otherwise such an astonishing scene would never have occurred.

Because as time passed, the place where Mo Yang sat cross-legged had been flowing with an ethereal and supreme pressure that lingered for a long time. It seemed that some shocking visions could be seen emerging in the floating blood light.

The look in Er Gouzi's eyes became more and more anxious, because the longer it took to refine, the more dangerous Mo Yang would be.

But it didn't dare to get close. The invisible pressure overflowed from the supreme battle blood, as if a powerful man was enlightened there.