The Evil Lord of All Realms

Mo Yang was sitting cross-legged in that small golden world, which was only a few feet in size, but one after another the terrifying thunder struck down, and all of them were blocked.

As the thunder punishment officially came, the dazzling white light was like a waterfall pouring down from the deep sky, directly covering the entire canyon.

Even Mo Yang's body was completely obscured by the lightning, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside from the outside.

The three powerful men of the Dao Dao Sect retreated to a distance. The Dzogchen Saint stared at the center of the Thunder Punishment with a horrified expression, then turned and left.

Mo Yang's cultivation was much stronger than they expected, and he had to send the news back as soon as possible to see how the sect would respond.

Because according to the current situation, once Mo Yang really sets foot in the realm of the Holy King, it will not be so easy to kill Mo Yang, which may lead to the failure of their operation.

The cultivators from all walks of life retreated again and again, because this thunder punishment was unprecedentedly terrifying, even shocking the powerful Saint King Realm hiding in the dark.

Nearly half an hour later, the thunderstorm had reached its most violent moment. Pieces of white light fell from the sky, and a tragic aura filled the world, dull and depressing.

However, at this moment, the location where the lightning struck began to move.

The two holy kings of Dao Dao Sect were confused at first and didn't understand what was going on, because the location where the lightning struck actually moved towards where they were, at an extremely fast speed.

A few breaths later, they suddenly saw Mo Yang rushing towards them in the thunder light, and the expressions of the two holy kings immediately changed drastically.

Mo Yang used the spiritual palace vision to protect himself, but he was not injured by the lightning disaster. At this time, he rushed directly towards them.

"Damn it, you lunatic!" The second-level holy king roared in anger, then turned around and ran away.

Although he was very fast, he never expected that the lightning punishment would not lag behind at all, and even catch up quickly.

"boom……"

A white light suddenly struck down, and with a loud noise, the second-level holy king of Dao Dao Sect was struck from mid-air by thunder and fell to the ground, directly creating a large hole several feet deep in the ground.

This scene was so frightening that the cultivators in the distance let out bursts of exclamations of surprise.

Because many people saw that the second-level holy king was directly injured. The moment he was struck by thunder, a gash was ripped open on his body and blood splattered everywhere.

"boom……"

Several roars came from the large pit, and the second-level holy king rose into the sky with a disgraceful face. Just as he rushed out of the pit, several thunderbolts came down, directly blasting the ground into pieces. A huge crack spread rapidly.

Mo Yang himself flew down from mid-air. At this time, in the eyes of many cultivators, he was simply a devil.

Because the falling thunder seemed to surround his body, and there was a small golden world surrounding him, invulnerable to all forces.

"Mo Yang, you lunatic!"

A roar came from there, and now everyone saw that the second-level holy king was picked out of the pit by Mo Yang.

Mo Yang held a silver-white halberd in his hand, pierced the opponent's body directly, and picked him out of the pit.

The scene that followed was even more shocking, because Mo Yang took out an alchemy furnace from nowhere, and then suppressed it with the power of thunder, and the second-level holy king was forced into the alchemy furnace by him.

Then he actually went directly in front of the alchemy furnace and used the power of thunder to refine the holy king like an elixir.

Any cultivator who saw this scene from the thunder light turned pale.

No one expected that Mo Yang would use such a cruel method to kill the enemy. The majestic second-level holy king, under the suppression of thunder, was so easily suppressed by Mo Yang, and even forced into the elixir furnace and used as elixir. Come to refine.

If he didn't escape as soon as possible, the ending of that holy king would make people shudder to imagine. It is very likely that he would be destroyed physically and mentally, and only a handful of ashes would be left.

"He actually used Dao Sect's second-level Holy King as a pill to refine. His methods were so vicious..." An old cultivator was shocked and angry and spoke angrily.

There was a hint of fear in his eyes, but as he stared at the alchemy furnace in front of Mo Yang, a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

He obviously wanted to deliberately stir up everyone's anger to see if he could get all the cultivators to take action together and kill Mo Yang.

It’s just that no one dared to take a step forward at this time. Many cultivators even saw this scene and turned away in horror. They didn’t dare to stay here any longer, and they didn’t dare to attract the attention of Mo Yang’s treasure. .

"What a ruthless method, using the power of heaven's punishment to directly inject the power of thunder into the alchemy furnace. Not to mention the second-level holy king, even the peak holy king cannot bear it. If he cannot escape, he will be destroyed physically and mentally! "A cultivator spoke.

"I'd better not mess with this lunatic. His cultivation has reached this point and he has completely become a climate. If he survives today, even the most powerful forces will be afraid of him!" Some cultivators were reluctant after saying this. Stay, turn around and evacuate quickly.

"You really can't mess with him. His senior brothers and sisters haven't shown up yet. Those people are not ordinary people..."

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In the midst of everyone's discussion and thunderous punishment, frightened roars resounded in all directions, making people's scalp numb.

Although the roars continued, the second-level holy king still did not escape the trap and rushed out. Instead, Mo Yang stood there like a god and demon, changing different seals with his hands, and the seals were printed into the alchemy furnace one after another.

As time moved, it seemed that about a stick of incense had passed, and it seemed longer. The roar from the thunder tribulation actually disappeared.

"What's going on? Could it be that the strong man from Dao Dao Sect got out of trouble?" A cultivator whispered.

"boom……"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yang grabbed the dark alchemy furnace and rose into the sky with one hand, and then slammed it into the distance.

There was a loud noise, and the void was instantly shattered. Hundreds of feet away, a scream was heard, followed by a figure falling down.

That person was another strong man from the Dao Dao Sect. He had retreated far away, but was also targeted by Mo Yang.

"It's over, that second-level holy king has probably died..." The voices of several cultivators were trembling.

Watching Mo Yang fly through the air at high speed, he raised his hand and took the alchemy furnace into his hand, then picked up the alchemy furnace and slammed it towards the ground.

"puff……"

A cloud of blood spurted out, and most of the first-order holy king's body was instantly crushed by the alchemy furnace.

"I happen to be short of some medicinal ingredients for alchemy, and you are just the right ones!" Mo Yang's yin words sounded.

"Mo Yang, you dare to use the Holy King to make elixirs. There is no place for you in the world of cultivation. If everyone gets it and kills you, you will not die a good death!"

The holy king roared loudly, feeling angry and frightened in his heart.