The Evil Lord of All Realms

The silver-haired young man did not speak immediately after hearing this, but there was a murderous intention in his eyes immediately. He glanced at Mo Yang up and down, took a few steps with his hands, and said: "I have killed many human races, you are The first one who dares to talk to me like this!"

As he spoke, the silver-haired young man glanced at Mo Yang again, and then said: "But you are different from them, you are better than them all!"

He could sense that Mo Yang had the cultivation level of the Heavenly Saint Realm, but he could not determine the specific cultivation level of Mo Yang. He did not know what level of the Heavenly Saint Realm it was.

Mo Yang silently looked at the silver-haired young man in front of him and said, "I'm better than you too!"

Hearing Mo Yang's words, the silver-haired young man laughed, looked at Mo Yang with cold eyes, and sneered: "You humans like to talk big, but you don't know that among countless races, the human race is the weakest!"

"Oh, by the way, you are not a pure human race, you have the bloodline power of the ancient gods!"

The silver-haired young man then said this, and anyone could hear the deep sarcasm in his words.

Mo Yang did not speak and looked at the silver-haired young man silently. However, in the next moment, Mo Yang appeared in front of the silver-haired young man. He was as fast as lightning. The silver-haired young man did not react at all. His neck was pinched by Mo Yang, and then his whole body Everyone was captured by Mo Yang with one hand.

A look of panic flashed in the silver-haired young man's eyes, but he didn't show any panic at all. He was about to speak, but Mo Yang suddenly exerted force at this time, clenched his palm tightly, and broke the silver-haired young man's neck.

The silver-haired young man's head was shaken high, and then Mo Yang raised his hand, and a sword wave rushed out from his fingertips, shattering the head instantly.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Yang kicked out suddenly, and the body of the silver-haired young man was also kicked to pieces.

The whole process was extremely fast, taking place in the blink of an eye, and Mo Yang didn't say a word, his movements were smooth and fluid, and he stopped in the blink of an eye.

"Although I really want to kill you like this, if other ancient races sense the abnormality, it will be detrimental to my next actions!" Mo Yang whispered coldly.

After finishing speaking, Mo Yang waved his hand, and a dark alchemy furnace emerged. Mo Yang swung the alchemy furnace and shrouded it down, instantly covering the mass of flesh and blood that was condensing at an extremely fast speed. Then his figure flashed and entered. In the Star King Tower.

On the second floor of the Star Emperor Tower, Mo Yang stood in front of the Creation Furnace with an indifferent expression. At this time, the silver-haired young man he had taken into the Creation Furnace had already reshaped his body.

"boom……"

As soon as the silver-haired young man reshaped his body, he suddenly struggled, and violent power burst out from the creation furnace, making the creation furnace tremble without even hearing it.

Mo Yang frowned slightly. He originally wanted to directly use the alchemy technique to refine this person, but after a slight hesitation, Mo Yang raised his hand and directly carved out an imperial inscription and pressed it into the creation furnace.

"You..." The silver-haired young man completely changed his color at this time. Although he was taken into the creation furnace, he could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in the imperial text.

But as soon as he uttered a word, the emperor's text suddenly fell down, and then his body collapsed directly in the creation furnace.

Mo Yang just watched with cold eyes, watching the body of the silver-haired young man being reshaped again. Mo Yang raised his hand and was shocked. Another imperial inscription emerged and was pressed into the furnace of creation. The silver-haired young man was extremely angry, struggled violently, and wanted to collapse. It's a pity that it's useless to open that imperial text.

Under his angry gaze and roar, his body was crushed once again.