The Evil Lord of All Realms

When the black-robed old man pressed his palm down, a strong wind blew up, and the small courtyard below was instantly blown into flying debris.

Mo Yang's robes all over were rustling, and his black hair was blown wildly.

Faced with this blow, he could not avoid it.

Although he still has good speed now, the old man in black robe is too strong, and the other party doesn't give him any chance to resist.

It seemed like it was just a slap down, but what was really terrifying was the pressure that made Mo Yang feel like he was stuck in a quagmire, and his body was almost unable to move.

The divine light that lingers on the palm illuminates the space for miles around, but this place seems to be very remote. There seems to be no human habitation within hundreds of miles around, except for vast stretches of green mountains and green waters.

Mo Yang looked up at the falling palm. At this moment, he seemed to smell the breath of death, and saw that the palm was no more than a few feet away from him.

The ground under his feet was directly shaken by the invisible dark energy. If Mo Yang was weaker, he would have been crushed by this time.

But then a strange scene happened, because at this moment, time seemed to have stopped instantly, and everything seemed to have stopped.

The palm that was enough to destroy Mo Yang did not fall, but was blocked by a force a few feet away from Mo Yang's head. The shattered hut fragments seemed to be frozen in mid-air and stopped flying.

This scene is undoubtedly extremely terrifying. Even though the strong man in black robe has unparalleled cultivation, he still showed a strong look of shock at this moment.

The reason why he was shocked was not because his attack was blocked, but because he didn't sense where the power came from. It was like a wisp of mist, silent, but like a turbulent sea. , boundless.

It was the first time he encountered this kind of thing. He couldn't describe the feeling, but his heart suddenly became uneasy.

The first thing he thought of was the mysterious strong man behind Mo Yang, because this power did not come from Mo Yang, and he did not give Mo Yang a chance to use the ancient chessboard.

There was deathly silence here, which lasted for several breaths before the old man in black robe came back to his senses from the shock. Instead of retracting his hand, he jerked it down.

However, even if he tried his best, nothing seemed to change.

Mo Yang was still standing there, his whole body intact, but the power he exerted seemed like a mud cow entering the sea, and it actually disappeared without a trace.

"Who is in the dark?"

The old man in black robe changed color again, glanced around quickly, and shouted angrily into the night sky.

However, no abnormality was found wherever he looked. His spiritual thoughts spread out, covering dozens of miles of green mountains and dense forests in an instant, and he did not notice the aura or fluctuation of the strong man.

In response to his question, the night sky was silent and there was no response.

Mo Yang breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. He knew that the drunkard must have taken action. He knew that the drunkard was very strong, but he didn't know the other party's true cultivation.

Judging from the reaction of the old man in black robe, the drunk maniac seems to be much more terrifying than Mo Yang expected, because the old man in black robe is already very scary. Judging from the aura, the old man in black robe seems to have already stood in the realm of heavenly saint. peak.

"Mo Yang and my Duan family have a deep feud. No matter who you are, if you stop me today, you are making an enemy of my Duan family. You have to think clearly about the consequences!" The old man in black robe sensed carefully. After finding nothing unusual, he also Not calm anymore, he spoke in a deep voice while scanning the night sky.

"Duan family?"

After the old man in black robe finished speaking, there was finally a response in the night sky, and a voice came out. When the old man in black robe heard it, his eyes quickly scanned around, but he still couldn't catch where the sound came from.

Just as he was about to speak, the voice sounded again.

"Is it strong?"

Just a few words, the old man in black robe was stunned for a moment, and his face turned ugly.

In Zhongzhou, it is impossible for a strong person not to know about the Duan family. The other party said this. Although there was no emotion in his tone, it was obviously mocking, and he seemed not to take the Duan family seriously at all.

"You are overestimating yourself. Looking at the entire wilderness, no one dares to underestimate my Duan family. Who do you think you are!" The old man in black robe was angry. As the elder of the Duan family, he knew that the Duan family was powerful. How terrifying.

Although the opponent is very strong, there are still several reclusive ancestors of the Duan family alive, so he is not afraid at all.

"Boom..."

Just as the old man in black robe finished speaking, there was a strange soft sound in the night sky, just like the sound of falling water droplets, but it echoed continuously in this space.

However, before he could react, his expression suddenly changed, and a bright brilliance suddenly bloomed. It turned out to be a drop of water, and it dripped down from the sky with a gorgeous brilliance.

This scene alone shocked him, but what was truly terrifying was that it looked like just a drop of water, but when he looked at it, it felt like an unparalleled sword, as if it exuded the aura of destruction.

It actually made his soul tremble!

"puff……"

Mo Yang looked up and his body froze.

Mo Yang witnessed the whole process. This was not the first time he had seen the drunkard use this method, but he did not expect that this time facing such a terrifying and powerful man as the old man in black robe, the outcome would not change.

Because the water droplets fell not very fast, but the old man in black robe couldn't avoid it. The water droplets fell from his head and penetrated his body instantly. Then the old man in black robe's body suddenly collapsed, and blood and flesh were splashed in the night sky.

"Who do you think you are?"

This was the voice of the alcoholic madman. He did not appear. Mo Yang was also scanning the night sky, but he did not see the alcoholic madman. He could only hear the sound.

"Man said it was you, even Duan Lingxiao wouldn't dare to say one more word in front of me!"

The drunk maniac then spoke.

Although that blow shattered the body of the old man in black robe, it was only like that. In a moment, the old man in black robe rebuilt his body.

But at this time, the face of the old man in black robe completely changed. The other party mentioned a name. He naturally knew who Duan Lingxiao was. He was the most important ancestor of the Duan family. He had only met him a few times. What kind of cultivation was he? He doesn't even know.

"Who are you?" He asked unwillingly, staring at the night sky.

"Who am I? Do you think you deserve to know?"

"I will spare your life today. Go back and tell Duan Lingxiao to repair my small courtyard, otherwise the Duan family will no longer need to exist!" The words coming from the night sky were a little cold, as if he was angry.

The black-robed old man's face was extremely ugly, but he did not dare to act rashly at this time. The other party knew the ancestor of the Duan family and dared to say such wild words, so he must be an antique-level figure.

He was not afraid of death, he was afraid that the other party might really have the power to threaten the Duan family.