The Evil Lord of All Realms

Mo Yang had already retreated far away. The power of the emperor's blood was too terrifying. After integrating into the ancient chessboard, the chessboard killing formation was not under his control at all. If he got too close, he would also be affected.

Everything that happened next was as Mo Yang expected, and the scene was exactly the same as what happened in the Imperial City not long ago. The chessboard formation could not withstand the violent power, and the formations dimmed in pieces, and then collapsed instantly.

Mo Yang was well prepared, and when he saw the chessboard formation collapsing, he immediately retreated.

There were bursts of exclamations from all around, and the disintegrating violent force moved in all directions like a tide, shocking the old antiques and flying away like desperadoes.

Mo Yang didn't stop. After the air wave dispersed, he rushed over, took away the ancient chessboard, and then ran away without looking back.

As for the powerful man in Shenyin Pavilion, Mo Yang did not go to investigate because it was not necessary.

After absorbing the emperor's blood, the chessboard killing formation evolved into a bloody palm strike. In a sense, that strike was like a supreme strike.

Under such terrifying power, a few people could survive.

"How much emperor's blood does he still have in his hands?" This is the exclaim of an old cultivator.

Because in the imperial city, Mo Yang had already used the same method, using the emperor's blood to stimulate the power of the chessboard formation, so that the originally ordinary chessboard formation could explode with world-destroying power.

In the eyes of many strong men of the older generation, at that moment, if anyone had been trapped in the chessboard killing formation, the result would not have been much better.

Because they all felt the same in their hearts, they had no confidence at all that they would survive.

Countless people were surprised. The cultivators present all knew that Mo Yang wanted to defeat each one one by one. They also knew that Mo Yang had other methods that he had not used yet. However, looking at Mo Yang's quickly leaving back, all the powerful men had the same reaction. .

No one spoke, but they all moved to follow.

Most of the powerful men have already appeared, but there are also a few mysterious auras that have not yet appeared, but have been following secretly.

The situation tonight is too complicated, and there are not many strong people who have arrived. The strong people from all sides have their own agendas. Some want to take Mo Yang’s battle blood, some want to take the treasure from Mo Yang, and some just want to kill Mo Yang. Come.

And many powerful people were still watching with cold eyes at this time, waiting for Mo Yang to be consumed, waiting for others to take action first to force out Mo Yang's methods.

A group of strong men from the Jiang family and the Duan family followed behind them. Although they wished that Mo Yang would die early, the time had not come yet, so they could only hold back and refrain from taking action.

Walking west from Ziyun Peak, under the hazy night, a mighty army of cultivators passed through the sky. A few dozen feet in front of everyone, a figure led the way, moving at an unhurried pace.

Not long after, they were already dozens of miles away from Ziyun Peak.

Mo Yang kept moving forward in the air, but when he passed a green peak, he suddenly slowed down and then stopped.

Seeing Mo Yang stop, the army of cultivators following behind also stopped and stared at Mo Yang suspiciously.

After a while, some cultivators faintly heard some movement and noticed something unusual, and then they all looked towards the green peak.

When he was concentrating on sensing, he could hear waves of thick breathing coming from the Qingfeng, especially Mo Yang, who was closer to the Qingfeng. The sound fell on his ears, making his expression become extremely strange.

Because not only the heavy breathing, but also some painful low moans came from time to time.

"What is this sound?" Some cultivators in the distance frowned. They didn't react for a while and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Tsk, tsk, listen carefully..." The person who spoke had a strange look on his face.

Some of the female cultivators in the crowd seemed to know what was going on. Some of them cursed directly, and their figures flew back. Some of them turned red and chose to close their hearing.

Mo Yang stood there, looking towards the Qingfeng Mountainside. The scene was clear. One of them was none other than the strong man from Xudian who had left before.

"Tsk, tsk, you are indeed a god and demon drunk, you can actually make an old guy who is about to die so brave!" Mo Yang couldn't help but sigh.

The strong men of Xudian must have discovered them a long time ago, but it seems that because the power of the drug of God and Demon Drunk has not been exhausted, they are unwilling to stop there, so they staged an anecdote that will be passed down to future generations in full view of the public.

But now that Mo Yang is here, he naturally won’t just sit idly by.

The cultivation level of this strong man in Xudian is extremely terrifying. According to Mo Yang's perception, this person's cultivation level is probably similar to that of a drunkard. He has reached the peak of the Taoist realm and is one of the strongest people here today.

Although Mo Yang saw with his own eyes that the woman was forcibly taken away by the strong men of Xudian, to Mo Yang, the woman was also an enemy, so he had no pity at all.

"boom……"

Mo Yang was very decisive and took action directly.

He activated the forbidden technique in the Xuanzi Scroll, raised his hand to condense a sword light and slashed it out, directly towards the strong man in Xudian.

The eyes of all the powerful men at the rear were focused. Under the sweeping waves of air, the scene on the mountainside became clearer. Especially the moment when the powerful man from Xudian stood up, the scene was simply wonderful.

However, no one was thinking too much at this time, because the strong man from Xudian stood up suddenly, then raised his hand and pressed it, and a palm print suddenly rushed up from the mountainside, instantly shattering the sword light that was chopped away.

Then he let out an angry roar, and his whole body flashed with brilliance. The dazzling light came out from his body and enveloped his body like a battle armor. He then took out a large robe and wrapped it around him.

"I wanted to find you, but you thought of me and came to the door yourself!" Although the power of the medicine has not been completely exhausted, the strong man of Xudian seemed to be fine. He stared at Mo Yang with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Old guy, don't think too much, I'm not interested in you, I'm just passing by!"

Mo Yang touched his nose, looked back at everyone, smiled, and then said: "I don't want to say this, I stopped here, I just want to kill you!"

Mo Yang felt that the time was almost up. After all, after something like this happened, everyone would relax their vigilance to some extent.

Mo Yang didn't wait for the strong man from Xudian to speak. He turned back and looked at the dark army of cultivators behind him, and said, "Since you are all coming for me, let's do it together!"

The eyes of all the powerful men were slightly condensed, and some looked around suspiciously, fearing that Mo Yang had also left a trap here. After all, Mo Yang was extremely insidious. As long as he was not careful, he would die without knowing it. .

And for them, no one wanted to capsize in the gutter, and no one responded to Mo Yang at this time.

"Ignorant child, I have said before that your battle blood belongs to me!" The strong man of Xudian said coldly, moved invisibly, and dodged directly towards Mo Yang.