The Evil Lord of All Realms

When Ergouzi saw Mo Yang staring at it with an unkind expression, it said with a guilty conscience: "Boy, I've been feeling spiritual light surrounding me recently, and I have a premonition that an opportunity will come. I'll give it to you after I practice for a few days!"

Mo Yang looked at Er Gouzi speechlessly, glanced at the small courtyard, and said, "Where is Xia Fengliu?"

Mo Yang didn't see that guy all day.

"Forget about that kid. That kid recently hooked up with a female disciple from the Holy Land. I don't know where he is. He might be having a private meeting under a small tree or in a small forest."

Mo Yang was stunned for a moment, his face was confused.

They had only been in the Holy Land for a few days, and this guy was really a beast.

"Hey, kid, that's not right. I felt something was wrong with you just now. How are you doing?"

Er Gouzi seemed to have noticed something unusual about Mo Yang at this time, and immediately circled around him, staring at Mo Yang constantly.

"This smell, boy, something is wrong..."

"Didn't you just open the Spiritual Palace a few days ago? Why..."

The more Ergouzi felt, the more frightened he became. His cultivation level was higher than that of Mo Yang. At this moment, he concentrated on feeling it and found that the aura on Mo Yang's body had become a lot stronger, and it was not the aura of the extraordinary state at all.

"I understand. No wonder you disappeared suddenly and left without saying a word. At that time, I was still surprised..."

Listening to Er Gouzi's non-stop chatter, Mo Yang was speechless for a while, and hurriedly interrupted and warned: "You'd better be calm and stop trying to get rid of the treasure house of the Holy Land. If you are trapped again next time, you will be there." Stay in the formation for the rest of your life!"

"Also, I'll give you two days for that Taoist stone. Give it to me in two days!"

After saying that, without giving Er Gouzi a chance to refute, he turned directly and entered the Star King Tower.

…

Although Mo Yang knew that the news that he was practicing ancient magic skills would bring him some trouble, he didn't expect the trouble would come so quickly.

On only the second day, someone came directly outside Xuantian Holy Land for this purpose.

Xia Fengliu hurriedly rushed into the small courtyard, not caring about picking up girls.

Mo Yang had just come out of the Star Emperor Tower after a night of training. When he saw Xia Fengliu looking like this, he couldn't help but frown.

"Brother Mo, there is a guy coming from outside the Holy Land. I heard he is from the Buddhist Sect. He is looking for you by name!"

Hearing this, Ergouzi also rushed out of the house.

"People from the Buddha Sect?" Mo Yang frowned immediately after hearing this.

"I heard that he is the genius of the Buddhist sect... and he is now outside the Holy Land!"

Mo Yang glanced at Er Gouzi, frowned and said, "Could it be him!"

He thought of a person, Bai Fan of the Buddhist sect. In the world of cultivation, some cultivators once used the title of monk who broke the precepts to describe him.

Because although he is a prodigy of the Buddhist sect and is known as the most qualified and enlightened person in hundreds of years, he does not follow the precepts of the sect of Buddhism and is no different from ordinary people outside. He drinks alcohol and eats meat without any scruples.

"Strange, why did Monk Hua suddenly come to you?" Er Gouzi obviously thought of Bai Fan and became confused at the moment.

Xia Fengliu had obviously heard of it. Although he had never seen it, as a talented figure in the Buddhist sect, he had naturally heard about it.

"Boy, that Monk Hua is not simple. Even though he is a junior, even the uncle couldn't see through him at first. I feel like I'm afraid things won't be simple when I come to you so unexpectedly!" Ergouzi said.

"Recently, there are rumors in the cultivation world that I practice ancient magic skills. Is he here because of this?" Mo Yang frowned and whispered, the Buddhist sect is the Buddhist sect after all.

"Boy, what are your plans?" Er Gouzi looked at Mo Yang, something was a little sudden, and he didn't know the other party's intention at the moment.

"The man is already waiting at the entrance of Xuantian Holy Land. He doesn't want to enter the Holy Land because he is afraid that the visitor will be unkind!" Xia Fengliu said after thinking for a moment.

Mo Yang sighed secretly and said: "Since you want to find me by name, let's go and have a look first!"

Then he walked out of the courtyard directly.

Er Gouzi and Xia Fengliu also hurriedly followed.

Outside Xuantian Holy Land, Mo Yang saw a figure standing there. The matter had spread in the Holy Land, and many Holy Land disciples came one after another.

"It's indeed him!"

Mo Yang walked out of Xuantian Holy Land without stopping. Looking at the young monk more than ten meters away, he stopped.

"I heard you were looking for me?" Mo Yang said directly.

When Bai Fan heard this, he turned around with a calm expression, as before, with a detached attitude.

Everything in the world seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Bai Fan did not respond. He looked at Mo Yang silently for a moment and nodded. His face was still so calm, with no expression showing at all.

"I heard that you practice ancient magic skills?"

Bai Fan's words were unusually direct, and he said this.

A smile appeared at the corner of Mo Yang's mouth, he looked up at the long sky, sighed, and then said: "Then, you want to get rid of me on behalf of the right way?"

Bai Fan looked at Mo Yang calmly and said, "It's not my intention, it's the sect's intention!"

Mo Yang frowned slightly and said, "Then why are you here?"

"I'm sending you a message, you have two choices!"

Bai Fan's words were very concise.

Mo Yang frowned, and the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually turned into a sneer.

He had made some guesses before, but he didn't expect that this was what the Buddha meant.

"Two choices, hehe...Brother Bai, let's hear it!"

Mo Yang spoke.

Bai Fan looked at Mo Yang calmly and said, "The first option is that the sect's eminent monk will ask you to go to the Fo Sect Demon Suppression Tower to wash away the demonic nature!"

"Are you trying to save me?" Mo Yang sneered, stared at Bai Fan and spoke.

Bai Fan did not answer, but continued: "The second option is to get rid of you!"

Mo Yang couldn't help laughing and said, "You mean I have no other choice?"

"Why don't I choose even one?"

Although Mo Yang's words were calm, they were already quarrelsome.

"Then I can only kill you!"

Bai Fan spoke.

From the beginning to the end, he had a calm expression on his face. Even though he knew that Jiang Xunhuan had died in Mo Yang's hands, that Mo Yang had opened a spiritual palace in the extraordinary realm, and that his combat power was not inferior to that of a saint, he remained calm.

And behind this calmness is a strong confidence.