The Evil Lord of All Realms

I don't know how many of the cultivators who were watching were stunned.

Everyone was still immersed in the shock brought by the unparalleled sword light, while Mo Yang raised his hand to draw the bow, and shot out an arrow, shattering the body of a strong man in the Great Perfection of the Holy Realm of the Dao Dao Sect.

The arrow feathers pierced through and shattered his body. A miserable bloody light filled the air, which looked shocking.

Wu Zhan looked back at Mo Yang, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

He was frightened just now. He thought that the sword master of Jianshan was going to kill Mo Yang. Who would have thought that the target was actually the powerful men of Dao Dao Sect. With one sword, the three powerful men of the Holy Realm were killed directly. The Dzogchen Master The strong man also had most of his body crushed.

He never dreamed that Mo Yang actually had some friendship with the Sword Master.

The two ancestors of the Holy Land were also frightened just now. Fortunately, there was no second sword light coming, otherwise they would have to retreat.

Because they were trapped by Wu Zhan's Holy Emperor Domain at this time, if the Sword Master took action again, they would not be able to avoid it. Facing the Sword Master's sword light, they would definitely be hit hard.

"boom……"

Under countless shocked looks, a dark alchemy furnace suddenly appeared in Mo Yang's hand. He swung it with both hands and then slammed it towards the blood mist in front of him.

"ah……"

A scream sounded out, and the half of the body that had just condensed in the blood mist was instantly smashed into a ball of flesh by Mo Yang.

Immediately afterwards, he actually swung the alchemy furnace and enveloped all the blood mist in it. Just like refining an elixir, he desperately used his strength to seal the mouth of the alchemy furnace. A series of harsh roars continued to come from the alchemy furnace, which made people feel uncomfortable. My scalp feels numb when I smell it.

After a few breaths, a cloud of white smoke emerged from the mouth of the alchemy furnace, along with a strong smell of burning corpses, and the screams stopped abruptly.

The two ancestors of the Holy Land couldn't help but look at Mo Yang, with expressions of surprise and uncertainty in their eyes.

A powerful man who reached the Holy Realm of Great Perfection was actually directly used as an elixir to be refined by Mo Yang.

Moreover, the alchemy furnace looks extraordinary. Although it is completely dark and cannot be seen as strange, there is a sense of mystery hidden in it.

"Could this be the Alchemy Furnace of Good Fortune..." An ancestor from the Holy Land murmured, extremely surprised.

What is the origin of Mo Yang? Even though he was carrying an ancient chessboard, he actually had an imperial tower. Today he actually took out another alchemy furnace, and this alchemy furnace looked very much like the rumored furnace of creation.

"Senior, take care!"

Mo Yang did not dare to delay any longer. He dared to take action against a strong man in the Holy Realm, but facing the Holy Emperor, he could not help much by staying.

The key is that he has been worried about Yu Yao's situation.

"I left a seal in her body. Even if you take her away, she will definitely die!" Seeing Mo Yang turn around, an ancestor from the Holy Land said coldly.

Mo Yang was stunned for a moment, and then Wu Zhan's voice came from behind him: "Don't stay, go quickly!"

Mo Yang gritted his teeth and didn't care about so much at this time. He ran with all his strength and walked away through the sky.

Many onlookers watched Mo Yang go away, and it was difficult to recover for a while.

What happened today was too shocking. All those who took action were strong men. Even the Sword Master was lured out.

You must know that the Sword Master has lived in seclusion in Sword Mountain for countless years and has never taken action for anyone. Today he actually took action and even said that he owed Mo Yang a sword!

In the crowd, several young men and women wearing bamboo hats glanced at each other, and then quietly retreated.

If anyone noticed them, they would definitely recognize them, because these people had appeared before and they were disciples of the Qian Sect.

After Mo Yang left, the crowd of onlookers did not disperse.

Because the war was not over yet, the domain of the Holy Emperor Wu Zhan was penetrated above the Holy Land. He faced the two Holy Land Ancestors alone with murderous expressions on their faces. The war was destined to continue.

"Wu Zhan, suffer death!"

The two Holy Land ancestors had angry faces at this time, and the murderous intent in their eyes seemed to be materialized, and they shot directly at Wu Zhan.

Many elders of the Holy Land were in the distance, their faces solemn and their eyes full of worry.

It's just that they didn't dare to take action at this time, because Wu Zhan was the Supreme Elder of the Holy Land, and the people opposite Wu Zhan were also from the Holy Land, two ancestors who had been in seclusion for many years.

Moreover, both sides are Saint Emperor Realm experts, so they cannot intervene at all.

"It's rare that Xuantian Holy Land is so lively, so I'm here to get involved!"

Seeing that the war was about to break out, a voice suddenly reached everyone's ears.

Then, an old man appeared out of thin air in mid-air. He glanced at Wu Zhan and said, "As expected of the God of War!"

Everyone looked at the old man in shock, and their faces changed. Who is this?

Today, because of one Mo Yang, so many powerful people were attracted.

Because this person dared to appear here unscrupulously and intervene in this battle, there is no doubt that he is also a strong Saint King Realm.

"You...it's you!" An ancestor from the Holy Land stared at the old man, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Feng Rukong, what do you want to do?"

Another Holy Land ancestor also recognized the old man's identity, his face changed slightly, and he asked coldly.

"Tsk, tsk, these two old immortals have good memories!" The old man said with a sneer on his face.

"What do I want to do... shouldn't I ask you this? You have set up the Soul Locking Formation and want to directly refine my disciple's soul power and seize his body. You still ask me what I want to do?"

"You saintess is the woman that my disciple likes, but you just kill her. What do you think I should do?"

The old man stood there and spoke one after another. Although his face did not look angry, everyone could feel the murderous intent in his words.

The onlookers suddenly became restless. Could this person be the leader of Qian Zong? Because Mo Yang is a disciple of Qian Zong, this is not a secret.

"So he is your disciple!" The faces of the two Holy Land ancestors changed slightly, obviously they did not expect it.

"You are all about to die. Why don't you just find a hole to bury yourselves? Your life span is approaching and you have only cultivated to the realm of the Holy Emperor. Why are you still thinking about changing your fate against heaven?" The old man continued.

When the two ancestors of the Holy Land heard this, their faces suddenly filled with anger.

"No matter whose disciple he is, he deserves to die. If you want to take action, you can try it!" An ancestor from the Holy Land stared at Feng Rukong with cold words.

"Just try it!"

Feng Rukong frowned and said this.

After the words fell, he took action directly, stood on the spot, raised his hand and moved forward to brush the spot.

It seemed like an extremely random action, but it shocked everyone.

Because at this moment, the sky above the entire Xuantian Holy Land seemed to have turned into a turbulent ocean. With a pointing finger, the sky was turbulent and thousands of waves swept out.

"This is what I realized a few years ago. Do you think it's powerful?" Feng Rukong said and slowly lowered his palm.