The Evil Lord of All Realms

This time the tower soul appeared. He stood in front of Mo Yang, glanced at the dazzling drop of emperor's blood, then looked at Mo Yang and said: "Since you have the opportunity, you need to grasp it yourself. , you are not even afraid of the living Emperor in the Forbidden City, so why worry about a few drops of Emperor's blood!"

Mo Yang looked up at the tower soul blankly, feeling speechless to the extreme. This was completely different.

What does it mean that he is not afraid of the Emperor? The situation at that time did not allow him to choose...

"Senior, these are two different things..."

Before Mo Yang finished speaking, the tower soul disappeared in an instant, leaving Mo Yang with a stunned look on his face.

"Forget it, I still have to rely on myself at the critical moment..." Mo Yang sighed, then calmed down and began to refine the drop of emperor's blood.

Although he had also refined the Emperor's blood before, the essence of the Emperor's blood that he obtained from the sacred stone had passed away too much, and there was not much left. It was completely different from the Emperor's blood that he obtained now.

Just as he started refining, the emperor's blood began to emit a terrifying blood energy fluctuation, bursting out with a bright brilliance, like a blood-red sun, alluring and gorgeous.

There is a trace of the great road emerging, and you can even faintly hear the sound waves emitted by the mark of the road imprinted in the blood, like a clear sound transmitted through eternal time and space, and like a transcendent Sanskrit chant.

The wisps of sound waves fell in Mo Yang's ears, like drums at dusk and bells in the morning, giving him a feeling of enlightenment.

"As expected of the Great Emperor, it's just a drop of blood, but it's so amazing. It's imprinted with the laws of the Great Dao. It's just that my realm is not enough now to make it my own..." Mo Yang couldn't calm down in his heart and murmured softly.

Wisps of essence were melted into his body, and his body seemed to be bursting at any time. I thought that his cultivation level was not what it used to be, and refining a drop of Emperor's blood should be completed in a day or two, but now it seems that this There simply wasn't enough time.

In the stone tower on the third floor, there was no peace at this time. The bright brilliance illuminated the entire stone tower in a magnificent and dazzling way. The sound waves of Taoism were endless, lingering around Mo Yang's body, like a solemn and grand ceremony.

Mo Yang sat silently under the Divine Tree of Heavenly Dao, and wisps of light sank into his body. For Mo Yang, this was an extremely painful process. Even if the refining speed was extremely slow, the power contained in the emperor's blood was too terrifying. .

In the blink of an eye, a day has passed. The third floor of the Star Emperor Tower is still filled with divine brilliance. The monstrous blood energy fluctuations have not weakened at all, but are stronger than before, accompanied by a supreme energy filling every corner. middle.

When Mo Yang was refining the emperor's blood, the tower soul was also secretly paying attention to Mo Yang's situation. After all, the process was accompanied by great dangers. Once something unexpected happened, the consequences would be disastrous.

One day, two days...

It wasn't until the evening of the fourth day that the strong blood energy fluctuations began to slowly weaken. After a few hours, the light dissipated and the Star Emperor Tower completely calmed down.

Under the Divine Tree of Heaven, Mo Yangbao looked dignified, with a calm and peaceful expression. He sat there silently, with two oil lamps burning quietly beside him, one on the left and one on the right. There seemed to be wisps of mysterious luster flowing all over his body. At first glance, , even the hair on his head seemed to be glowing.

After another half an hour, the aura around Mo Yang's body became restrained, and he slowly opened his eyes. There seemed to be divine light flowing between the eyes opening and closing, which was amazing.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Tower Soul standing silently in front of him, sizing him up.

Mo Yang knew that Tower Soul should have been secretly paying attention to his situation, but he was very harsh and didn't seem to show up before.

"It's improved to a higher level, not bad!" Tahun glanced around Mo Yang silently and said calmly.

Mo Yang sighed softly when he heard this. He expected that with his current cultivation level, he could break through at least two realms, but in the end he only broke through one realm, and now he is only in the middle of the fifth level of the Great Sage Realm.

Hearing Mo Yang's sigh, Tower Soul glanced at Mo Yang, seeming to have guessed Mo Yang's thoughts, and said: "You have opened so many spiritual palaces, and each realm you break through will be more difficult than ordinary cultivators, but you It should also be clear that your combat power is far stronger than that of cultivators of the same realm!"

Mo Yang also knows the reason for this. It was once said that the spiritual palace is a taboo area for cultivators. Few people dare to risk opening the spiritual palace because it will become a shackles on the road of cultivation. Thinking about it carefully, Mo Yang was relieved. , breaking through a realm in four days is already very amazing.

The most important thing is that the benefit Mo Yang received was not only that his cultivation reached a new level and he refined the emperor's blood, but his physical body also received a baptism, like a transformation.

At this time, Mo Yang didn't know what his fighting power was, but he felt that his whole body was full of strength, as if he could smash all obstacles with one punch.

"If I meet Jiang Mingxue again now, I should be able to easily press her to the ground and rub her without resorting to the ancient chessboard or other external forces!" Mo Yang sensed carefully and then muttered.

After saying this, Mo Yang came to his senses, and then secretly cursed Er Gouzi. That guy Er Gouzi is really nothing. He has been away from Xuantian Continent for so long, and he is still influenced by that guy. He still says Er Gouzi unconsciously. Words that only Tzu can speak.

Tahun glanced at Mo Yang, then without saying anything else, he disappeared from Mo Yang's sight in a flash.

Mo Yang let out a long breath, then stood up and slowly stretched his body. Although the emperor's blood was extraordinary, the more he refined it, the less it would help his cultivation. After all, his cultivation was also increase.

And although the emperor's blood retains most of its essence, it has eventually passed. Thousands of years have passed, and no matter how extraordinary the blood chalcedony is, it cannot stop the passage of time, and everything will be ruthlessly changed.

"It will settle for a few days and then continue refining!"

Mo Yang did not dare to directly refine the second drop now. After all, his cultivation had just broken through and his realm was not yet stable. The new power required him to adapt and control it.

That evening, Mo Yang was sitting silently practicing under the Heavenly Dao Divine Tree. His brows suddenly moved because he sensed a slight fluctuation.

He opened his eyes quickly and looked at the old man.

The old man has remained in his dying state since he was brought out by Mo Yang. He did not die directly and showed no signs of waking up. His breath of life was extremely weak.

But at this time, the fluctuations coming from the old man's body actually became stronger. Although the change was very small, it was still sensed by Mo Yang.

"Could it be that because I refined the emperor's blood, he also absorbed some power invisibly..." Mo Yang frowned and muttered to himself, feeling a little confused.

And this is the Star King Tower after all. Because of the Heavenly Dao Sacred Tree, the third floor has rich aura and a Taoist aura. In a place like this, the old man will definitely benefit.