The Evil Lord of All Realms

Pang Long froze completely and stood there blankly.

At this moment, he was completely confused. He couldn't believe it in his dreams.

The eyes of this middle-aged man with extraordinary cultivation were turning red, and tears were rolling in his eyes.

He walked towards Mo Yang step by step, and then knelt down directly: "Master... is it really you?"

"I knew you would never perish. I knew you would come back one day and come back to us..."

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At this moment, the system prompt sounded in Mo Yang's mind.

"Congratulations to the host for finding his first apprentice. He will be rewarded with 200 justice points, two bottles of creation spirit liquid, two sword energy pouches, and a fragment of the Sword of Judgment!"

"I hope that the host will continue to work hard. If you do justice, you will be rewarded, and if you do evil, you will be punished!"

When Mo Yang heard about the rewarded justice points, he just wanted to complain about the system, because two hundred justice points, apart from being able to exchange for some simple elixirs and spells, was not enough to exchange for anything else.

However, the Sword Qi Tips Bag that appeared immediately made him a little curious. He had used the Field Tips Bag before and felt that it was really easy to use, especially when it was scary. It felt very good, but he didn't know how this Sword Qi Tips Bag was.

What surprised him the most was the fragment of the Sword of Judgment. It felt like the system was finally generous this time. In the redemption interface, it cost 10,000 justice points to exchange for a fragment of the Sword of Judgment. Now the system was generous enough to directly reward him with one. It's like a big pie falling from the sky.

"Tsk, tsk, my darling, the system is so awesome, it's so generous. I'll give you 10,000 righteous things as you say!"

Mo Yang looked at the interface. The number of fragments of the Sword of Judgment was displayed as one. He was sure that he heard correctly.

Sword Qi Kit: The kit contains a powerful sword Qi, which can be used to stimulate a powerful sword Qi.

Mo Yang frowned, feeling that the system was a bit deceptive, and asked: "System, what level of sword energy is this supreme sword energy?"

But the system didn't respond at all and ignored Mo Yang at all.

Mo Yang was speechless. Now that he had just found a disciple, he could only find time to study the sword energy bag.

In the room, Pang Long was still kneeling in front of Mo Yang, his eyes were red, and he kept talking about the past.

"You are also the master of a sect now. How are you crying? Get up!" Mo Yang said and pulled Pang Long up.

His expression was calm. Since merging the memory of this body, Mo Yang's personality has changed a lot invisibly. Even though his cultivation is only at the Spirit Control Realm now, he is always so calm in his heart and has an indescribable confidence. Even if he sees The scene of the sky falling apart and the earth shattering probably wouldn't make him frightened or moved.

"Master, since you are still alive, why did you come to look for a disciple now? What happened in that battle thirty years ago?" Pang Long wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, unable to calm down in his heart, and asked hurriedly.

Mo Yang sighed softly and said, "You should also know, I just woke up a few days ago!"

"The battle lasted for several days, and I was seriously injured. My meridians all over my body were destroyed, and my cultivation was exhausted. After using my secret technique to escape, I returned to the tomb that I had discovered earlier, hoping to use the blood jade coffin and the contents inside to escape. The dense spiritual energy is used to close the death gate in order to explore the realm of death. I don’t want to lie down for thirty years!”

Mo Yang was stunned and whispered softly, remembering the battle as if he had experienced it himself.

In fact, Pang Long didn't know clearly in his heart. The reason why he had always had a glimmer of hope in his heart in the past thirty years was because Mo Yang's body had never been found.

Back then, a large number of strong men suddenly descended on the Huanxian Sect. When he and his other brothers retreated, they witnessed the terror of those mysterious strong men. At that time, they all knew in their hearts that the master was most likely to be in trouble.

After a moment, Mo Yang sighed softly, looked at Pang Long, and asked: "Although I killed most of the powerful enemies back then, the rest of the powerful ones are all capable. They will definitely hunt you down. How did you escape?" of?"

Mentioning what happened after that battle, Pang Long looked a little sad.

"It was because a few senior brothers and sisters broke up. I was afraid of dragging down the brothers and sisters. At that time, I just ran away. Because I was seriously injured, I accidentally fell into a cave. When I woke up, it was already half a month later!"

"At that time, everyone was saying that the master had fallen, that he was a big devil, and that our Huaxian Sect was a demon sect and practiced demonic skills. Many forces took advantage of the situation and not only rushed to the sect and snatched away all the resources, but there were also There are many rewards, and there are many cultivators looking for the whereabouts of our senior brothers and sisters, and they want to completely wipe out our Huanxian Sect disciples..."

"I could only hide in the dark. The storm lasted for several months before it subsided. I secretly searched around for the whereabouts of my brothers and sisters. I didn't believe that the master would fall. It's just that several years have passed and I haven't found any information."

"After that, I hid in the wilderness to practice. I came to Wangyou City ten years ago and built the Dragon Tiger Gate secretly. I knew that if the master was still alive, he would definitely come back. I have been waiting here..."

For Pang Long, it was an unbearable past and a blood-stained memory.

At that time, his cultivation was not as strong as it is now. In order to survive, he could only hide in the dark and spend one long and frightening night after another.

Looking back now, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart, which was the biggest shadow in his heart.

Mo Yang listened silently, he could imagine many things.

Because the skills practiced by Mo Yang and the sixteen direct disciples are all Nine Transformations of Divine Skills. This is a volume of mysterious skills that has been passed down from ancient times. The speed of cultivation and the skills included in it are naturally extraordinary and comparable to ordinary skills. At that time, Huaxian Sect rose too fast, and countless forces were jealous of it. If Mo Yang hadn't had the power of a saint to intimidate him, he would have been annexed long ago.

The so-called demon skills, demon sect... are just an excuse to cover up their ugly behavior.

And among them, those strong men of the Mo family may be adding fuel to the flames. They want to wipe out all the disciples who practice the Nine Turns of Gods. After all, this set of mysterious skills can only be practiced by the Mo family and is not spread to outsiders.

Mo Yang listened silently, his expression still calm, but his heart was already filled with rage.

"Have you not heard from your senior brothers and sisters in these years?"

Pang Long looked sad and shook his head slightly: "I established the Dragon and Tiger Gate here just because I thought that if the senior brothers and sisters were not dead, they might come back to the sect to have a look, but I have never found any trace of them!"

Mo Yang frowned slightly. The system had previously claimed that a disciple had fallen into the devil's path and asked him to find the disciples as soon as possible. Apparently the other disciples were still alive, but they didn't know where they were.

"It's all over, don't worry, they must still be alive. Now that my master is back, I won't let you be bullied again!" Mo Yang spoke, his words were calm, but with an indescribable confidence.

Pang Long looked at Mo Yang at this time and was stunned for a while. Thirty years ago, the master was like this. Even if the sky fell apart and the earth fell apart, it was still difficult to move him.