The Evil Lord of All Realms

The old man stared at Mo Yang in amazement. He never expected that Mo Yang would come like this.

They were even prepared to deal with Mo Yang's imperial tower, because it was Mo Yang's biggest reliance. As long as he blocked the imperial tower, let alone killing Mo Yang, they could easily capture him even if he was captured alive.

As soon as Mo Yang finished speaking, the deep sky that was originally clear and clear suddenly turned gloomy.

A dull breath descended from the deep sky, as if an unprecedented storm was coming.

The old man suddenly raised his head and looked into the deep sky, his expression suddenly gloomy to the extreme.

Only then did Mo Yang smile. Looking at the gloomy look on the old man's face, he said, "How about it, old guy, are you satisfied with the great gift I gave you from Medicine King Valley?"

"Ignorant reptile, you are looking for death!" The old man was furious and struck Mo Yang with a sudden palm.

Mo Yang did not retreat, the spiritual palace vision unfolded instantly, and he suddenly withstood the old man's palm force. The small golden world shook violently and almost collapsed.

However, this has already frightened the old man. Although the old man acted hastily, he did not hide it at all, and did not shatter the vision unfolded by Mo Yang.

"boom!"

The old man then took action and slammed his palm down again, and the void seemed to be shattered by the violent force in an instant.

Mo Yang didn't hold his breath, the running scroll flashed extremely fast, and he retreated dozens of feet away in an instant.

The palm fell on the green mountain, and the entire mountain suddenly became filled with smoke and dust, and most of it collapsed. A palm print was embedded in the soil several meters deep.

Then Mo Yang didn't stop, running the Xingzi Scroll with all his strength and rushing towards the depths of Yaowang Valley.

"Stop him!"

The old man was so frightened and angry that he hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted loudly.

He knew Mo Yang's intention. Mo Yang wanted to rush inside to overcome the disaster.

If Mo Yang succeeds, although the foundation of Yaowang Valley will not be affected, it will also cause heavy losses to Yaowang Valley. Not to mention other things, those buildings will probably be completely destroyed.

Several other people standing on the top of the mountain hurriedly rushed towards Mo Yang to block Mo Yang from here.

It's just that the Xingzi Scroll is the most powerful secret technique in ancient times, and it can be said to be unparalleled in the world in terms of speed.

Mo Yang's figure was like a stream of light, passing through the gap between several people in an instant, unable to be stopped at all.

"Old guy, don't worry, call all the strong men from Yaowang Valley to watch this extraterrestrial fireworks!"

Mo Yang's wild laughter followed, causing onlookers at the foot of the mountain to exclaim.

I originally thought that Mo Yang would take action directly, but who would have thought that Mo Yang actually came to Yaowang Valley to overcome the tribulation.

It would probably be difficult for any major force to accept it, because once the thunder tribulation falls, there is no way to stop it unless Mo Yang is killed, but Mo Yang has practiced Xingzi Scroll, and if he doesn't want to fight, it may be difficult to stop him.

"Rumble..."

At this time, thunder exploded in the deep sky, and the dazzling white light pierced the sky and the earth, shuttling between the rolling dark clouds.

The thunder calamity is about to come, and the dull breath pours down overwhelmingly like the intrusive sea water, making people feel heartbroken.

"It's over. No matter how profound the Yaowang Valley's heritage is, when the thunder strikes, the place will probably turn into a piece of scorched earth!"

"God's punishment cannot be done by manpower. If Mo Yang does not die, this punishment will not stop. If we force a confrontation, it will even cause unforeseen changes!"

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Many cultivators stared at the deep sky in surprise. The rolling dark clouds were getting lower and lower, and the permeating atmosphere was getting duller and duller. It was like a huge stone weighing on everyone's hearts. Many people even felt a sense of suffocation. It feels like even breathing has become difficult.

Seeing Mo Yang rushing towards the depths of Yaowang Valley, the old man and others chased after him.

Many cultivators also rushed up to the green mountain to see what was going on inside.

"boom……"

At this moment, a white light pierced the sky, tearing apart the rolling dark clouds in an instant, and fell down at extremely high speed.

"Boom!"

Deep in the Medicine King Valley, a large hall was struck by lightning and instantly turned into rubble and sawdust flying all over the sky.

"Ignorant child, stop!"

Amidst the rumbling sound, the roar of the powerful man from Yaowang Valley could also be heard.

But then the dim space was illuminated, and the dazzling thunder light broke through the thick dark clouds and crashed down one after another, like sharp swords slashed from the sky.

"How could this lightning disaster be so terrifying?" Some strong men who came to watch asked in surprise.

It's just begun now, but the falling lightning emits a heart-stopping aura. Can the Holy Emperor really withstand such terrifying power?

"Mo Yang has the blood of the ancient gods and has opened so many spiritual palaces. He can be called a peerless monster. Now that he breaks the mirror with one thought, the punishment from heaven is naturally extraordinary!" Someone speculated.

"This thunder catastrophe is unusual. It is very different from the thunder catastrophe recorded in ancient books!" Some old cultivators said.

Because this seemed to be more than just a heavenly punishment. The falling lightning actually contained an astonishing aura of destruction, as if it was going to wipe out everything.

"Boom!"

While everyone was discussing, several loud rumbling sounds were heard from the depths of Yaowang Valley, and it seemed that several more temples were shattered by lightning.

Every time a bolt of lightning fell, the ground shook, and the green hills were shaken so much that rocks rolled down, and many places collapsed, sending up vast swaths of dust.

There was no big fight inside, but roars resounded from all directions.

Dozens of strong men rushed out from the depths of Yaowang Valley, chasing and intercepting Mo Yang. Terrifying attacks pierced the sky one after another. However, even the strong men at the third level of the Holy Emperor Realm were a bit slower than Mo Yang.

Moreover, they had to avoid the lightning that kept falling down, because those lightnings were extraordinary and no one dared to touch them easily. The destructive aura emanating from the lightning alone made all the powerful men in Yaowang Valley panic. Heart palpitations.

"puff……"

In order to block Mo Yang's retreat, the old man with white hair and beard didn't care about the lightning coming down. He thought he could resist it...

However, when the lightning fell, it was like a sharp sword slicing across his body, instantly tearing a huge gash in his body and causing blood to splash everywhere.

It's just that Mo Yang is also extremely struggling. Dozens of strong men are almost surrounding him. He has already run the Xingzi Scroll to the extreme and is already stretched thin at this time.

"Damn ants, I will crush you to ashes today!" The old man with white hair and beard roared, his voice trembling with anger.

Seeing that there was no way to retreat, Mo Yang stopped suddenly, and then raised his hand to move in the void.

A wisp of lines was slowly imprinted in the void, and at the same time, a peerless energy filled the air.

The expressions of several strong men who had originally rushed forward changed drastically and they hurriedly retreated.

"He is carving the emperor's inscriptions, interrupt him!" Several strong men exclaimed.

However, Mo Yang immediately stopped his hand and activated the Xingzi Scroll to fly out.