The Evil Lord of All Realms

Mo Yang glanced around. At this moment, not only did everyone in his sight look puzzled, but secretly, he also clearly felt a few auras floating around, but they quickly disappeared again.

The silver-haired old man stared at Mo Yang. Just when he was about to say something, he saw Mo Yang transform into an afterimage and rush towards him, and he was already in front of him in an instant.

His expression suddenly changed, and he instinctively retreated.

"boom……"

The void trembled, and two stone pillars emerged one after another, crashing into the old man's body rapidly.

But Mo Yang's speed suddenly increased at this time, and he didn't care about anything, and activated the Soul Sacrifice Technique and the Script Scroll together again.

Although the old man only hesitated for a few breaths, in Mo Yang's view, this was already a fatal flaw.

Mo Yang activated his speed, and his figure came directly behind the silver-haired old man. Two imperial words condensed out in the blink of an eye, and he suddenly fell towards the old man.

"Ant, you..."

The old man was horrified. Although he hesitated for a few breaths, he never expected that he would become a huge flaw in front of this genius of the human race who had entered the Dao realm.

"puff……"

The two imperial words fell down, and the old man had no time to avoid them, so he suddenly raised his hand to stop them.

However, the power that had just been gathered in his palms was instantly shattered by the imperial inscriptions, and then two imperial inscriptions enveloped him, crushing his hands instantly.

And then, he was completely desperate, because he saw a piece of blood-stained cloth like a collapsed sky, covering him.

The whole process only took two breaths. Mo Yang was so fast that everything seemed to have been practiced hundreds of times without any hesitation.

Mo Yang's spiritual thoughts had already dispersed, and he was paying attention to the positions of the powerful men in Taixu Mountain in the dark.

He had sensed obscure fluctuations several times before. Although he roughly determined the direction, the specific location could not be locked at all.

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But at this time, when he used the shroud again, the auras in the darkness floated again.

Mo Yang looked around, glancing at several places intentionally or unintentionally. The strong man in the dark was far stronger than the silver-haired old man. He couldn't sense his cultivation level, but the floating aura gave him an indescribable feeling of palpitations. .

"Even just two short breaths of hesitation is enough for me to kill you. I have said before that today I will become the devil of your Taixu Mountain. Why don't you believe it?"

Mo Yang looked at the still bulging shroud, and then without thinking, he raised his hand and took the old man and the shroud directly into the Star Emperor Tower.

Mo Yang trembled slightly at this time, a stream of golden blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face became a little pale.

After using the Soul Sacrifice Technique one after another, the counterattack force finally came, but he stopped in time, and the counterattack force was not that terrifying.

But he still felt like his soul was being torn apart. That feeling was completely different from physical injuries. He could bear physical injuries, even if he was shattered to pieces, but the trauma to his soul power could not be ignored.

Seeing this scene, the auras in the darkness fluctuated again.

Everyone was also puzzled. Could it be that Mo Yang was injured in that big formation before? It seemed that the injury was very serious, because Mo Yang's face became paler and paler. In just a few breaths, his condition seemed to have declined too much. .

Then, Mo Yang's body trembled again, a large mouthful of golden blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth, his body shook violently, and he almost fell from the air.

"What...is this happening? Could it be that the silver-haired woman seriously injured him?" The human cultivators who were watching were surprised.

Determined opening.

Mo Yang was still full of life and vigor when he attacked the silver-haired old man a moment ago, and he was in an unbelievably strong state. In the blink of an eye, he turned into this.

In fact, although Mo Yang suffered the backlash from the Soul Sacrifice Technique, it was far from terrifying. He was just pretending, and he wanted to lure the secretly powerful men from Taixu Mountain to show up.

After all, open arrows are easy to hide, but hidden arrows are difficult to guard against. The opponent has always been hiding in the dark, which is very disadvantageous for him.

If he was slightly careless and allowed the other party to seize the opportunity to attack suddenly, it would probably be a fatal attack for him.

And then he secretly turned the scroll, and the aura emanating from his body began to decline. Just like a vigorous young man reaching his twilight years in the blink of an eye, the aura was not only declining, but also fluctuating violently.

"What exactly happened? Is this... is his level about to fall?"

Some strong men in the crowd also changed their expressions. What had Mo Yang encountered in that big formation just now? Even his realm seemed to be falling.

Immediately afterwards, everyone's guess came true, because after the aura on Mo Yang's body fluctuated for a while, the cultivation aura emanating from him changed from the second level of the Taoist Realm to the first level of the Taoist Realm.

And this momentum did not stop there. In just a few breaths, Mo Yang's cultivation aura changed directly from the Taoist realm to the Heavenly Saint realm...

"It's over. His realm has fallen to the Heavenly Saint realm. With his realm so low, I'm afraid he has no fighting power!"

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Even the sword master in the distance looked solemn, his brows knitted tightly together.

Mo Yang's face had turned pale at this time. He stood there, his condition was already extremely bad, and then he slowly sat down cross-legged, even his body was trembling.

Then he closed his eyes and seemed to be exercising his energy and regulating his breath.

Before anyone could speak, a burst of aura suddenly burst out, and a killing light suddenly shot up from below, illuminating all directions in an instant.

When the sword master standing on the top of the mountain in the distance saw this scene, he was very fast. He suddenly raised his hand and slashed out with his sword. However, he could not block the killing light at all and was instantly shattered.

That killing light was like a life-threatening sickle of death. When it exploded, it was as dazzling as a scorching sun, and the terrifying murderous intention was like countless rivers rushing, and the terrifying aura instantly spread to dozens of miles in radius.

At the same time, three killing rays erupted in the other three places, but judging from the aura, it was not comparable to the previous Taixu Mountain powerhouses.

Not to mention anything else, her cultivation level alone seems to be stronger than that of the silver-haired woman.

Mo Yang suddenly opened his eyes, and as if he was trying his best, his body shot up into the sky.

But an even more astonishing scene appeared. A huge palm appeared from high in the sky instantly, like a world-destroying hand pressing down.

This scene is comparable to the end of the world.

Four killing lights had blocked Mo Yang's retreat, and the big hand pressing down from high in the sky blocked the sky and the sun. The aura was even more terrifying. Mo Yang's body rising into the sky was directly shaken down by the pouring power... …

"Sword Soul, open!"

The sword master in the distance let out a low shout, and figures appeared one after another in his sword, and four shadow traces actually appeared.

Any cultivator who watched the battle outside Yaochi Holy Land yesterday knows how unbelievable this is. It is simply unbelievable.

Because the Sword Master fused a soul power yesterday, which shocked the world. No one thought that there were four soul powers in that sword!