The Evil Lord of All Realms

But Mo Yang didn't know that every cultivator who entered this secret realm this time encountered the same situation as him. .\\nCOM

When Yu Yao entered the secret realm, she also saw the huge tombstone with thirteen on it.

It's not just her, but the same is true for everyone else. Whether it's a cultivator who entered before or someone who came later, from the moment they set foot in the secret realm, there are no other travelers, only an ancient tomb facing them.

The tall stone monument stands silently, and no one knows how many years of vicissitudes it has gone through. No one can be indifferent and shocked when seeing the tombstone.

It's just that some cultivators can't even walk in front of the tombstone. When they get closer, there is only a vast mist, and the desolate tombstone is no longer visible.

Some cultivators entered the tombstone, but were trapped in the stone path that seemed to have no end. It was naturally an illusion, caused by the formation, but they could not break the confusion in front of them and could not get out. .

In fact, Mo Yang knew that this secret realm was like a series of checkpoints, and each checkpoint seemed to be a test.

I just don’t know where it will lead in the end, and I don’t know what is hidden inside.

At this time, Mo Yang returned to Lingxu Sect. Everything he saw was so real. As he walked down the back mountain, wisps of breeze blew across his face.

In his ears, he could hear the shouts of the disciples competing on the martial arts field, he could hear the chirping of birds in the trees, and he could even feel the slightest chill when walking through the mountain streams.

"Xiaoyang!"

At this moment, Mo Yang suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind, causing Mo Yang's body to freeze on the spot for a moment.

A long-lost call, a voice that was extremely familiar but also a little strange, made Mo Yang lose his mind for a moment.

This is the voice of the master, the voice of the fourth elder of Lingxu Sect.

Mo Yang hasn't heard it for a long time.

But Mo Yang also clearly remembered that the master had passed away. He had been away from him for a long time. When he came down from the back mountain, he saw with his own eyes the lonely tomb and the things he once placed in front of the tomb. object of worship.

but……

But Mo Yang didn't think about anything. He suddenly turned around and saw that familiar figure, dressed in green, with kind eyes and kind eyes, smiling at him, with the same expression as before.

"Master!"

Mo Yang staggered and rushed towards the man in green. But when he came closer, the man in green suddenly changed his expression. He suddenly pulled out a sharp sword in his hand and stabbed Mo Yang fiercely.

"Master..." Mo Yang could hardly believe that this close relative who had once risked his life to protect him would actually draw a sword and stab him.

Mo Yang watched helplessly as the sharp sword pierced his chest. He felt a heartbreaking pain. He raised his head and stared at the cold face. He had never seen his master so cruel. I have never seen that vicious look and expression on his side.

"Ha ha……"

The sinister laughter came from the mouth of the fourth elder, extremely vicious, as if there was irresolvable hatred between the two parties.

"Why?" Mo Yang felt that his life force was constantly passing away, and his consciousness began to drift.

"You have the Emperor's treasure in your body and the Emperor's inheritance. Why don't you give it to me as your master? You deserve to die!"

Mo Yang felt that he could hardly see his master's face clearly. He felt that the relative who loved him the most and loved him the most drew out his long sword and cut open his Dantian, and then took out a stone tower.

Amidst the harsh laughter, Mo Yang became confused and slowly fell down.

I don’t know how long it took, but Mo Yang came back to his senses. His body was still standing in the hall, but his face was full of tears. He hurriedly looked at his chest. There was no trace of blood on it, and it was intact. In his dantian, the Star Emperor The old god is still there in the tower, and there is no movement at all.

"It's all an illusion...but why is it so real..."

Mo Yang raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and looked around the hall. There must be an extremely mysterious psychedelic formation here that can penetrate into the memory of the cultivator and evolve into an illusion of nothingness.

"Why does that kind of illusion appear? Is it related to the sad atmosphere circulating here?"

At this time, Mo Yang looked towards the main hall and found that there was another stone path at the other end of the main hall.

He silently moved forward and stepped onto the stone path. There was actually a person standing on the stone path, a figure in white.

"Saint?"

Looking at the beautiful back, Mo Yang recognized who this person was. It was clearly Yu Yao.

Mo Yang frowned and stepped forward, feeling finally relieved. After walking for so long, he finally saw a living person, and he was someone he knew.

However, Yu Yao did not look back and looked ahead silently.

Only then did Mo Yang discover that there was a stone platform at the end of the stone path, and an ancient sword was placed on the stone platform.

There seemed to be several volumes of ancient books on the stone platform.

"What an ancient sword. Are those ancient scrolls secrets of martial arts?" Mo Yang was surprised. This tomb was extraordinary, and the sword and the martial arts inside must also be extraordinary.

But at this moment, a figure walked out from the side. Mo Yang was stunned when he saw it, because he was too familiar with that person, and it turned out to be his master again.

"This is an illusion!" Mo Yang whispered hurriedly. The master had fallen. He had already appeared in the illusion just now. He stabbed him with a sword, cut open his Dantian with his own hands, and took away his Star Emperor Tower.

He was running the Star Emperor Sutra desperately, but the man in his sight was still there, with kind eyes and kind eyes, and even his breath was so familiar.

"Xiaoyang, I finally see you!"

The figure spoke, his voice trembling with excitement, and then walked towards him quickly.

"Don't come here, you are not my master. The master has fallen in the Hundred Thousand Mountains to help me find medicine!" Mo Yang roared, his eyes were blood red. He didn't want to see this kind of scene the last thing, but he knew it must be an illusion. , the master has already left.

"Break the damn illusion!" Mo Yang roared, transforming his hands into war scrolls, condensing a sword energy and stabbing towards the figure fiercely.

However, the sword energy passed through the body, and the body looked at him in shock. Blood flowed out along the sword energy and flowed onto Mo Yang's hand, with a trace of warmth.

"Xiaoyang, master is not dead. I helped you find medicine before, but I was lost in the Shiwan Mountains and took a long time to come out. I went back to Lingxu Sect and heard that you had left for Xuantian Holy Land and came to the Central Region to hear this. There is a secret place everywhere, so I came here..." The figure was trembling, his face turned pale, and he spoke in a trembling voice.

"Have you forgotten, Master before..."

"That time when master took you away from the sect, you met robbers on the way..."

…

The figure spoke one after another, making Mo Yang freeze in place, because only Master and him knew those things. He had never mentioned it to anyone, but now he was told word for word.

"Master, is it really you?" Mo Yang was completely panicked, his eyes were red, and he hurriedly stepped forward to support the slowly falling figure.

"That is a supreme war sword, as well as a peerless skill. She has fallen into an illusion and has not yet awakened. Kill her quickly. All this belongs to our master and disciple!" Mo Yang held the figure, but The figure pointed at Yu Yao who was standing aside, asking Mo Yang to take action.

"Master, you didn't teach me like this before!" Mo Yang shook his head, looking struggling, feeling the familiar aura, looking at the face so close at hand, it seemed that this was really his master, because Mo Yang could clearly understand Feel the pulse and heartbeat coming from the body.

"Everyone is here to find the treasure. If you don't kill her, she will kill you when she wakes up from the illusion!"

Mo Yang looked at the figure in his arms silently, and then sighed softly: "You are not the master. If you were really the master, you would persuade me to leave this dangerous place immediately. If you were the master, even if the treasure is in front of you, you would For my own safety, please advise me not to fight for it!"

"Everything is just an illusion, because I have deep hatred, and this illusion will completely expose the dark side of my heart!"

His former master was not like this. That master was open-minded and well-intentioned, and would never instigate him to kill anyone for the treasure.

Mo Yang sat down cross-legged with his eyes closed, his mind clear, and the Star Emperor Sutra in his body was constantly running. He opened his mind's eyes, and what he perceived was the stone hall, but there was no one around.

The figure of the master and Yu Yao have disappeared.

"What a terrifying illusion. Whose grave is this? Is it really just a formation?" Mo Yang couldn't calm down in his heart, but he could actually evolve the things deep in his memory with incomparable realism.

I don't know how long it took, but my heart felt empty, and Mo Yang opened his eyes, and then he saw the scene in front of him. There was indeed a stone platform at the end of the hall, but it was not a stone platform, but a huge sarcophagus.

Because Mo Yang was worried that it was an hallucination, because everything that had appeared before was so weird that he couldn't distinguish between fantasy and reality. However, as he slowly approached the sarcophagus, Mo Yang suddenly felt the Star Emperor Tower faintly A shudder.

"The Star King Tower actually has a reaction. Is there something hidden in this sarcophagus?" Mo Yang was surprised. For the first time since he set foot in the secret realm, the Star King Tower moved.

Besides that, in Xuantian Holy Land, could there be something extraordinary hidden in this sarcophagus?

"Why don't you see anyone else? Could it be that they haven't found this place yet?"

Mo Yang was very awake at this time and was sure that this was not an illusion. The sarcophagus was only a few dozen meters away from him, and the dust on it was clearly visible. There were some fist-sized luminous pearls dotting the hall, making it look like daylight.

After observing carefully for a long time, there was nothing unusual about the sarcophagus, and then Mo Yang continued to approach.

At this time, he felt a little uneasy. This was a mausoleum, and apart from the treasures that might be buried with him, the sarcophagus was most likely the corpse of the ancient powerful man.

Mo Yang gritted his teeth until he came to the sarcophagus, and then pushed the huge sarcophagus lid hard.

"boom……"

Mo Yang used all his energy, and the sarcophagus lid trembled slightly, making a dull sound that made the whole hall seem to shake.

Then Mo Yang continued to exert force, and the huge coffin lid was pushed, rubbing against the sarcophagus, making a dull and harsh rumbling sound, like a stone door that had been covered in dust for endless years being pushed open.

"boom……"

When the sarcophagus was pushed open through a gap, a terrifying force suddenly rushed out of the gap, and Mo Yang was thrown directly away.

At that moment, the Star Emperor Tower also had a strange movement. The tower body trembled slightly, and wisps of light flowed out, covering Mo Yang's entire body. Otherwise, he wouldn't have just been blown away. I'm afraid his body would have been crushed into flesh in an instant. Sauce.

The aura was so terrifying that Mo Yang was filled with fear, as if an invincible supreme being had appeared. The aura that overflowed was so heavy that his whole body seemed to be broken at any moment.

"well……"

A long sigh sounded, with an indescribable sadness, which shook the hall, and dust fell from the top of the hall.

"I didn't expect that the first one to come here was actually a Grandmaster!"

Following that sigh, another voice came out, the words were old and also carried an indescribable sadness.

Mo Yang's palms and backs were covered in cold sweat, and he was very frightened. The sound came from the sarcophagus. Could it be that the strong man in the sarcophagus was still alive?

"Junior broke in unintentionally and disturbed senior. I hope senior will forgive me. Junior will retreat now!" Mo Yang spoke under the great pressure, and then tried his best to turn back.

This place is too terrifying, either the strong man is not dead, or the corpse is fake, Mo Yang doesn't want to stay for a moment, screw his chance.

However, before he could move, a ray of light rushed out from the gap in the sarcophagus and enveloped him directly. Mo Yang was frozen in place, unable to move.

"The opportunity has opened. If you are destined to know it, since you have passed the test I left behind, you are the one who is destined to learn it!"

The words came out next, and then the sarcophagus lid rumbled and moved away on its own. With a clang, the huge coffin lid was completely pushed open and slid aside.

A ray of light emerged from the sarcophagus, and then turned into a faint figure.

The figure's facial features were clear. Although it gave people a creepy feeling in this place, Mo Yang never felt the slightest bit of gloomy aura. Instead, he could feel an indescribable peaceful aura flowing through it.

"He is indeed a destined person, he is actually a descendant of the Ancient God Clan!" The figure looked at Mo Yang and said such a sentence after a moment.

Mo Yang felt a little confused. What race are the ancient gods? He is just a mortal.

"This is..." The figure stared at Mo Yang's dantian, frowning at this moment, and then his face changed slightly.

He obviously saw something. In addition to being a little puzzled, there was also a look of surprise on his pale face.

"Could it be that tower, are you..." The figure then spoke, with a hint of surprise in his voice.

"The body of the human race, the blood of the gods... I understand, someone actually stole the fruits of heaven..."

Mo Yang was confused. He was completely confused at this time. Being stared at by such a faint figure, the only thing he felt was that his whole body was a little hairy.

"It's just that the chance of success is slim, but that's fine. Since you're here, give it a try!"

After the figure finished speaking, he raised his hand and the divine light bloomed in the sarcophagus, and then a huge eye actually floated up. The eye was the size of three or four heads, but there was divine light flowing throughout the body.

Mo Yang's face turned pale. This scene was too terrifying, but he couldn't move. He could only watch the huge eyeball floating towards him, as if it was going to devour him.