The Evil Lord of All Realms

Er Gouzi was responsible for going to Xuantian City to inquire about the news, and came back not long after.

It looked solemn and said: "Boy, it seems that the Ye family is serious this time. There is news from the front that the Ye family has dispatched dozens of people this time!"

"But according to their itinerary, they will probably have to wait until dawn to reach Xuantian Holy Land!"

Mo Yang looked up at the night and said, "It doesn't matter. Everyone in Xuantian Holy Land evacuates, and it doesn't matter when the Ye family comes!"

"Boy, are you really ready to do something big?" Ergouzi asked closer.

Mo Yang sighed softly: "The most powerful forces are fighting head-on. If I intervene, I will die ugly. If I face the Holy Emperor, I may be able to survive a few moves, but if a strong man in the Great Saint realm takes action, I won't rush forward." Are you seeking death?"

"But I can't just watch. After all, I have to do something. After thinking about it, it would be more appropriate to raid their home!"

Ergouzi chuckled and said: "Boy, this time the Ye family is clamoring for the Yaochi Holy Land. I'm afraid the Ye family will have all their elites. Even if there are a few old immortals sitting in charge, it doesn't matter. You have the Imperial Pagoda on your body, and everyone will be afraid of you!"

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Then Er Gouzi left Xuantian Holy Land again and went to inquire about the news.

And Mo Yang flew directly above the tall mountain gate of Xuantian Holy Land, sat down cross-legged, and began to practice concentratedly.

The night is getting darker and darker, and the world is getting quieter and quieter. Mo Yang is sitting cross-legged on the mountain gate of Xuantian Holy Land. Except for the whistling wind blowing by his ears, there is no sound around him.

Unknowingly, the stars in the sky receded, and a hint of fish belly white slowly appeared on the horizon.

It won't be long before dawn.

Mo Yang opened his eyes. At this time, his condition had been adjusted to its optimal state.

"I wonder if those powerful men in Yaochi Holy Land have awakened..." Mo Yang whispered to himself.

He is not worried about the safety of Yaochi Holy Land.

Because he knew very well that even if the Ye family brought imperial troops to attack the Yaochi Holy Land, it would be almost impossible to break through the Kunlun Mountains.

If the people of Yaochi Holy Land do not walk out of the bronze gate, the Ye family may not be able to do anything except surround Kunlun Mountain.

Time passed slowly, and not long after, the sky was filled with rays of light, dispelling the darkness between heaven and earth.

Ergouzi also came back. It flew down next to Mo Yang, stood up, looked in the direction of the East Territory from a distance, and said: "It should be soon!"

This world is filled with a chilling atmosphere, which seems to be different from the past.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Mo Yang slowly opened his eyes. There was a dull breath coming from the direction of the East Territory. Although it was still far away, he could vaguely sense it.

"coming!"

Mo Yang still sat cross-legged, spoke softly, and then silently closed his eyes.

"These grandsons actually came towards the Xuantian Holy Land. They probably want to wipe it out!" Ergouzi faced the morning breeze and stared at the sky with his big eyes.

The dull aura coming from the direction of the East Territory is getting stronger and stronger. You can clearly feel that the aura is approaching at a very fast speed, like a violent hurricane sweeping in, with an indescribable oppression. feel.

Not long after, Ergouzi opened his vertical eyes between his brows and could clearly see a black spot approaching at a very fast speed, with an astonishing momentum.

Although Mo Yang closed his eyes and seemed to be still cultivating, he had already dispersed his spiritual thoughts and paid attention to the movements in the distance.

"Rumble..."

Even the dull sound of breaking through the air could be heard in the ears, coming at a very fast speed.

The figures have not yet arrived, but the air waves they stirred up have turned into violent winds and swept over them. In the Xuantian Holy Land, the grass and trees are swaying crazily, and the emperor tree on the top of the Saintess Peak is swinging crazily in the strong wind.

Immediately afterwards, an overwhelming aura enveloped the sky, and two figures arrived first, standing in mid-air dozens of feet away.

They had obviously seen Mo Yang and Er Gouzi.

Looking at Mo Yang's current posture, sitting cross-legged on the mountain gate of Xuantian Holy Land, he obviously waited here on purpose.

"Are you waiting to die?" A middle-aged man asked. They were passing through this place today because they wanted to wipe out the Xuantian Holy Land. They had known that they would encounter Mo Yang.

Mo Yang slowly opened his eyes and looked at the figures flying down one after another. He glanced at the figures, dozens of them, and the terrifying aura had completely enveloped the place.

"We can't talk about waiting to die, I'm just waiting to see you die!" Mo Yang said.

He glanced at the dozens of powerful men in front of him. The one with the lowest cultivation level among the Ye family was actually a third-level holy king, and there were many holy kings.

Several miles away, there were still several vague figures standing. Although those people did not release their breath, Mo Yang knew in his heart that they were obviously several great saints.

"The Ye family's strength is indeed amazing!" Mo Yang sighed.

Then he stood up slowly, and brilliance flowed around him, and the spiritual palaces turned into golden brilliance and flowed, condensing into a small world, separating the endless pressure.

Only then did Er Gouzi exhale suddenly. The coercion that enveloped him just now was so terrifying that it gave him a strong sense of suffocation.

"It's good that you know!" The middle-aged man who spoke just now said coldly.

"Why are you talking nonsense with him? We have to rush here, don't waste time!" Before Mo Yang could respond, a voice came from behind, coming from a great sage.

Mo Yang stood on the mountain gate and waved his hand slightly, signaling Er Gouzi to step back.

He didn't say anything else. He slowly raised his hand and moved his fingers, and lines appeared one after another.

"Di Wen!" Even the saint emperors in front changed their expressions. Di Wen's extraordinary methods had unpredictable power.

They had heard a lot of news before, and Mo Yang had understood the emperor's text. Now when they saw this scene, even though there were many of them, everyone changed their expressions.

"I have to admit, you do have some talent!" A voice came from behind.

"Everyone, stay back!" the voice came next.

Then a vague figure moved, walked forward, took one step, and came to a place more than ten meters away from Mo Yang.

Then he raised his hand and pressed forward, because Mo Yang had not yet finished carving it, and the Dao marks burned in the void seemed to be only half completed.

But Mo Yang did not retreat, golden light flowed around his body, and the vision of the spiritual palace shrouded his body like a beautiful mountain and river.

"boom……"

The great sage pressed down his palm, and the small world of the spiritual palace that Mo Yang unfolded trembled violently, and was instantly shaken and changed its shape.

"boom……"

After a moment, a cracking sound was heard, and the small world suddenly collapsed.

The power of the powerful men in the Great Saint Realm is too terrifying, and the small pure world that is said to be invulnerable to all laws cannot bear it after all.

But at the moment when the spiritual palace vision collapsed, Mo Yang also stopped.

An unparalleled aura pours out from there. Mo Yang has been able to comprehend this imperial inscription for so long, and he can still describe it.