The Evil Lord of All Realms

Emperor Wen is still the same Emperor Wen he once was, but it is no longer the same Emperor Wen he once was.

The ancient characters flew up into the sky and collided with the fallen ancient seal.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze for an instant, but immediately afterwards, a devastating wave suddenly broke out, and the originally imprisoned space was instantly shattered.

At this time, it really seemed like the end of the world was coming. The sky collapsed and the earth collapsed. The ancient seal and the imperial inscriptions carved by Mo Yang were in a stalemate for a moment. The mysterious spells and lines that emerged from the whole body turned dim in pieces. It was directly obliterated.

The middle-aged man watched this scene with eyes wide open and couldn't believe it was true.

Because he knew very well that once the talisman patterns on the ancient seal were obliterated, it meant that the treasure had been destroyed, and immediately afterwards, there were harsh sounds from the ancient seal, and cracks emerged...

"boom……"

With a loud noise, the ancient seal fell apart and exploded completely.

The middle-aged man's body froze in place. This was the treasure he had been practicing for many years, and it was destroyed like this. Even if he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe it.

How is this possible? If it was destroyed in the hands of a strong human race, he might still be able to accept it, but Mo Yang is just a human race genius, a junior human race who doesn't know how many years younger than him...

How could he accept this?

The old man's brows were also twitching. They had long known that Mo Yang had inherited the imperial inscriptions and could carve out several imperial inscriptions, but he did not expect that Mo Yang could directly condense the power of space to carve the imperial inscriptions.

At this time, he even dared to be sure that Mo Yang would definitely go further on this road in the near future.

Even at this moment, the hand holding the war spear trembled slightly. He wanted to put the war spear away, but he was also worried that the war spear would be destroyed. After all, this was a soldier he had spent endless efforts to refine. If it was destroyed, it would be equivalent to killing half of his life.

After a short period of silence, the middle-aged man became completely furious. He recovered from the shock and roared several times in succession, like the roar of a wild beast.

The weapon was destroyed, which directly damaged him, but with more anger and murderous intent in his heart, he flashed and rushed directly towards Mo Yang.

Mo Yang's face was much paler than before, but he stood there silently, watching the middle-aged strong man from Chixu Ridge rushing towards him, but his expression was indifferent.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and raised the ancient sword, and struck out with the sword towards the middle-aged strong man.

"This is my first sword to enter the Creation Realm. I don't know how many pieces it can chop you into!" Mo Yang's words were very soft.

When his sword slashed out, there was no sword light, not even the slightest sword light appeared on the ancient sword. However, when the ancient sword fell, the void in front of him silently cracked open.

Before the charging middle-aged man could take action, the slightly ferocious expression on his face froze. Although his body was still moving forward rapidly, after rushing forward for a few meters, his body broke into pieces without warning. two halves...

His body was neatly cut open, and the bright blood instantly illuminated the sky red.

The light of the morning sun was shining, and this scene was dazzling, but also extremely terrifying.

Mo Yang's face seemed to be getting paler, but he didn't stop for a moment. He took a step forward and disappeared directly from the spot. The next moment, a line of imperial writing appeared from high in the sky and headed directly towards the middle-aged strong man's split open body. The body fell down.

Everything happened too fast. Even if the middle-aged strong man could quickly reshape his body, he could not avoid the imperial text in such a short time.

The shock in the old man's eyes flashed away, and he couldn't care about anything else at this time. He suddenly took action and directly raised his hand to knock out the war spear.

Fortunately, this imperial inscription is different from the previous one in that it is not condensed with the power of space.

However, although the emperor's text was shattered, half of the middle-aged man's body was swallowed by a space crack that suddenly appeared.

The old man's expression changed one after another, he was shocked and angry.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man reacted quickly enough, and the other half of his body erupted in a ball of dazzling blood, and moved away from Mo Yang at high speed.

The bloody light on his residual body was vast, absorbing all the spilled battle blood. Now when he tried to sense the other half of his body, he was horrified to find that he couldn't sense it at all, as if he had completely disappeared from this world.

Looking at Mo Yang who emerged not far away, he was extremely angry and forcefully activated his power to repair his body. Although his body seemed to be intact at this time, half of his body was missing, and his combat power was no longer the life force. All have been greatly damaged.

The old man glanced at Mo Yang with a gloomy expression, then looked at the middle-aged man beside him and said, "You are too impulsive and too careless!"

But the middle-aged man couldn't listen to anything at this time. He stared at Mo Yang ferociously and said angrily: "Ignorant boy, hand over that half of your body!"

Mo Yang's face was unusually pale, and it seemed like a few ordinary attacks, but for him who was already seriously injured, it took a lot of energy, and it couldn't be compared with when he was in his prime.

But at this moment, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said sarcastically: "Old man, you are really naive. If you had been slower just now, I would have taken your life!"

"Ignorant child, you have managed to hold on until now, and your remaining strength has been almost exhausted. How dare you want to kill me?" the middle-aged man roared repeatedly.

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed forward with his right hand, and a war weapon appeared in his hand. This was also a sharp weapon, but it seemed to be much weaker than the ancient seal before.

"I am indeed holding on. If I had continued to fight before, I would indeed be no match for you. But now that you are missing half of your body, it may not be that difficult for me to kill you!" Mo Yang responded.

The old man frowned slightly, stared at Mo Yang and said coldly: "Do you think I don't exist?"

He stared at Mo Yang, and then said coldly: "I have been observing your situation. The previous use of space power to condense the emperor's text must have consumed a lot of your strength. You are already dying, but you can hold on until now. You are indeed not simple, but it’s time to end!”

After saying that, he raised the war spear and stabbed it in all directions, and streaks of Dao lines emerged in the sky.

Mo Yang looked up, the sneer at the corner of his mouth getting thicker, and said: "You do have a lot of means to confine space in Chixuling. Do you want to trap me with Dao pattern formations?"

"Unfortunately, these methods can no longer trap me now!"

Mo Yang raised his hand as he spoke. In the old man's shocked eyes, as Mo Yang moved, the power of space was mighty, and an imperial inscription appeared again.

Originally, the old man thought that Mo Yang's previous use of space power to carve out the imperial inscriptions was already the limit, but he did not expect that Mo Yang would actually carve out another one with his hand.

Mo Yang sneered and said: "Even if I can't kill you, this won't end today. I want to leave, and you can't stop me!"