The Evil Lord of All Realms

Late that night, Mo Yang and Er Gouzi gathered their breath and carefully came to the foot of a green peak. Tens of meters away, there were more than ten cultivators gathered around a fire. They were all fast asleep at this time.

"These humanoid snacks are really reckless. A group of little ants from the War King Realm dare to join in the fun. Knowing that I am walking with you is a blasphemy to the divine beast!" Ergouzi looked at the cultivators and shook his head speechlessly.

"Looking at their clothes, they should be some casual cultivators!" Mo Yang observed silently and then spoke.

"Boy, do you do it or should I do it? I don't even bother to take action against these little shrimps. They are too weak. I can kill a bunch of them with just one slap!" Ergouzi curled his lips.

After Mo Yang observed silently, he took out a few psychedelic pills, shattered them into pieces, and slapped them out with his palm. Then he stepped on the scroll and rushed forward, taking action one after another.

As screams were heard one after another, the cultivation levels of more than ten casual cultivators were wiped out one after another.

The casual cultivators looked at the bearded middle-aged man in front of them in horror. The huge pain hit their minds. Coupled with the power of the psychedelic pill, everyone felt like they were dreaming. Some people kept saying He slapped himself loudly, as if he thought he was having a nightmare and wanted to wake himself up.

Mo Yang did not kill anyone. When he was following these people before, his name was mentioned by several people. However, he had no grudge against Mo Yang. Mo Yang did not want to kill them directly and destroy their cultivation. For cultivators For me, it's even more terrifying than death.

Ergouzi moved swiftly, using his Xingzi scroll to rush forward, and with a flash of his figure, he took away all the Najies in the hands of those people.

"Damn it, it turned out to be a humanoid monster. Is it a human or a ghost?" A cultivator even stared in the direction where Ergouzi flashed and exclaimed.

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"These guys actually carry so many banknotes with them. I'm afraid they are usually bandits who rob homes. It only ruins their cultivation. It's really an advantage for them!" After Ergouzi took away the things in the ring, Just throw the ring away.

"In the past, there was no grievance, and destroying their cultivation was already the heaviest punishment. For them, decades of hard work vanishing into nothing in an instant is more terrifying than death."

Mo Yang looked back at a few people, then turned around and blended into the night without stopping.

Mo Yang and Er Gouzi deliberately slowed down their journey. Within a few days, Mo Yang and Er Gouzi took action one after another, turning into two night gods of death and attacking forces from nearly ten directions, including teams formed by casual cultivators, and some Some small families and sects, but Mo Yang did not kill them, he just destroyed their cultivation.

"Boy, the small forces that came to the Southern Wilderness to join in the fun this time should have been dealt with. Those big forces and families must have already come to the front. In a few days of travel, we will be able to reach the ancient wilderness. Those forces I’m afraid it will turn back, and the next few days will be the most dangerous!”

It sounded like Er Gouzi was advising Mo Yang to be careful in the next few days, but this guy's eyes were glaring. He didn't know how many Najies, pills and silver notes he had taken from those teams in the past few days. A lot has been accumulated.

"The Dao Dao Sect is definitely here too. I'm afraid they will send several strong men here. Don't be in a hurry to expose your cultivation. Don't act rashly in the next two days. Let's observe the situation carefully first!" Mo Yang said to Ergouzi! Open your mouth.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Mo Yang and Er Gouzi were observing from a distance, and discovered several forces one after another, all of which were commanded by powerful men from the Transcendent Realm, and even three of the forces were accompanied by strong men from the Holy Realm.

"Why haven't those grandsons of Dao Dao Sect noticed it? Could it be that they are behind us?" Ergouzi was puzzled.

"I've been paying attention behind me and haven't found any other cultivators. I'll observe for two more days before taking action!" Mo Yang frowned and whispered.

"Whether he is in front or behind, even if we send two second-level saints, we can handle it!" After his spiritual power returned to the third level of the holy realm, Ergouzi was already a little swollen.

After observing silently, Mo Yang and Er Gouzi retreated quietly. Now there is only a hundred miles away from the ancient wilderness. If they go all out, they can reach it in less than a day.

Mo Yang entered the second floor of the Star Emperor Tower, took out some medicinal materials and began to refine the elixir.

Ergouzi continued to tinker with the ancient chessboard.

Mo Yang refined some poison pills. Two days later at night, Mo Yang and Er Gouzi took advantage of the darkness to approach a group of cultivators. The group of cultivators seemed well prepared at first sight and set up several tents where they were stationed. , there are cultivators patrolling late at night.

"Boy, do you want me to take action? Although there are no Saint Realm experts sitting in charge, there are a total of three Transcendent Realm cultivators. Although those two are only at the first level of the Transcendent Realm, the other one has reached the seventh level of the Transcendent Realm. Boy, Can you handle it?" Ergouzi asked Mo Yang in a low voice.

Mo Yang didn't say anything, silently feeling the direction of the breeze, and then shattered the poisonous elixir he had refined before. The powder was colorless and odorless, and floated towards the tents along the night wind.

After about a cup of tea, the two War King second-level cultivators who were responsible for keeping watch fell to the ground one after another. A moment later, an angry roar suddenly came from the tents.

An old man rose into the sky from a tent, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and he glanced around angrily.

"Who is poisoning you secretly? Get out of here!" The sound wave spread in the night sky, shocking a large number of night owls that rushed out of the dense forest in the distance.

Then several other tents were shattered, and several figures rose into the sky, floating in the night sky and scanning around.

"Who is it?" Angry roars sounded one after another.

There were more than ten people in total, but there were only six people who rushed out of the tent, three warriors at the peak of the King of War Realm, and the remaining three were the three powerful people at the Transcendent Realm.

Mo Yang chuckled lightly, and then walked out of the darkness alone.

"Who are you?"

After seeing Mo Yang, the six strong men all frowned, because Mo Yang's appearance now was not his real appearance, but the appearance of a middle-aged man, with a full beard and a few stars on his face. A black mole the size of a thumb.

"Can't you see, I am naturally here to kill you!" Mo Yang shrugged and spoke calmly.

Several people immediately dispersed their spiritual thoughts to explore Mo Yang's cultivation level, but they couldn't sense it at all. They just vaguely felt that he was a transcendent realm cultivator.

"Who are you? We have never had any grievances. Why do you want to take action against me?" A cultivator of the first level of the extraordinary realm stared at Mo Yang coldly, with anger floating in his eyes.

"There is no enmity between Mo Yang and you, so why did you travel thousands of miles to hunt down the Southern Wilderness?" Mo Yang sneered.

"Are you from Qianzong?"

The six people standing in mid-air immediately became vigilant, looking at Mo Yang warily while scanning all directions.

Although there were six of them in total, their eyes were alert at this time, because the Qian Zong disciples who had appeared before were all extremely powerful, especially the second Qian Zong disciple who appeared in Xuantian Holy Land. Ancestor, he even used the sword of Jianshan to fight against the Supreme Elder of Xuantian Holy Land.

"You don't need to know who I am. Every injustice has its own owner. If you kill Mo Yang, I will kill you!" Mo Yang said calmly.

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