The Evil Lord of All Realms

Mo Yang stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his hands, looking at the night sky, and let out a sigh.

At this time, he had been separated from the mysterious and mysterious state, and inexplicably entered the forbidden realm of the Great Sage. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to experience something, and perhaps use this mysterious artistic conception to directly ascend to the Heavenly Sage Realm.

It’s just that those people didn’t give him a chance!

Except for the two people who were killed by him with Emperor Wen, the other three people turned around and retreated with unusual determination...

"The Forbidden Realm... is really a mysterious artistic conception. If you can stay in this state forever, who can rival it in the same realm?"

Looking back at this moment, Mo Yang couldn't help but sigh.

Then he sat down cross-legged on the spot, closed his eyes and continued to practice.

As it said before, the four-legged dragon actually came back after being away for an hour.

It flew down next to Mo Yang like a ghost without making a single sound. It looked at Mo Yang silently, with a somewhat complicated look in its eyes.

After a few breaths, Mo Yang opened his eyes and stood up.

"Is the arrangement ready?" Mo Yang asked.

Sijiao glanced at Mo Yang silently, then looked away, and said: "I said an hour is an hour!"

Then he continued: "I just saw three little ants rushing towards the imperial city, and killed them casually. Boy, I think they are worth three bottles of pills, the ones you gave me before!"

Mo Yang rolled his eyes directly, this four-legged bug was darker than a two-legged bug.

"Forget it, I'll give you a discount, two bottles!" Sijiao stretched out two fingers and shook them.

Mo Yang squinted at the four-legged dragon, feeling a little speechless. It wasn't long before this guy was given this body by the Transformation Scroll, but he adapted very quickly. Now he has a humanoid appearance. If he didn't know the truth, no one would suspect it. its identity.

Mo Yang didn't want to talk nonsense with this guy, so he threw a bottle of elixir over and said, "There's only one bottle!"

The four-legged divine dragon pretended to have a black face on the surface and muttered a few words of dissatisfaction, but in fact a smile of success flashed in his eyes, and he took it in his hand smoothly, as if he was afraid that Mo Yang would take it back, so he opened the bottle directly Sai then swallowed the elixir in one gulp.

Mo Yang: "..."

"Boy, this is still a loss-making business for me, and my recovery of strength will also be helpful to you in the future!" The four-legged dragon spoke while chewing the pill.

Mo Yang frowned slightly and asked: "You made a move before, are you sure no one will notice it?"

He patted his chest with his four legs and said, "I still have this little bit of confidence. Although my cultivation has plummeted, the two old guys you know in the entire imperial city are stronger. They can't detect my methods! "

Mo Yang didn't say much after hearing this. Even if the two powerful men cultivating in the Imperial City found out, he wouldn't worry. Those two people had been kind to him, so there was no need for him to worry.

Of course, Mo Yang had no idea at this time that the two people the Four-legged Dragon was referring to were not the old monster and the others, but someone else.

Sijiao glanced at Mo Yang and asked: "Boy, do you plan to take root here? It has only been so long, and the people who killed you have already come several times!"

Mo Yang shook his head and said, "The big fish hasn't taken the bait yet!"

"As long as I am here, when the news spreads, the people who want to kill me will gather together. The master will definitely show up, and then the people who want to kill him will naturally show up!"

Mo Yang sighed softly, and then said: "Many old guys died in the battle at Ziyun Peak. Regardless of who is right or wrong, the forces behind them want to cause trouble for me. I don't care, but they want to cause trouble for me. If someone takes action, you should die!"

The four-legged dragon glanced at Mo Yang and said, "Boy, there is one unchanging truth from ancient times to the present, that is, the fist is big, and with your current level of cultivation..."

It could be heard that the four-legged dragon's tone was filled with disgust.

It continued: "And those great emperors, do you think what they said is right? In my opinion, they are farting a lot of the time. But when you reach that step, you can control the life and death of countless living beings with just a raise of your hand, so Everything they say is accepted as truth!”

"If you are strong enough, even if you fart, countless people will follow you and praise the smell. By then, anyone who has anything to do with you will probably be treated as an ancestor!"

Mo Yang: "..."

This four-legged reptile's words are less interesting than those of a two-legged dog. Although it makes some sense, it still sounds a bit nondescript.

The four-legged divine dragon put his hands on his back like a human being, pacing and speaking: "But this is only in this mortal world. When you really reach that step, what you will see is another world, and this is your human race It is often said that there is a sky beyond the sky, such as the Star Territory, even if all the emperors in other places are dead, there must be a few there!"

Mo Yang didn't respond, he just looked up at the night sky silently, wondering what he was thinking about.

When the four-legged dragon saw that Mo Yang had no reaction at all, it suddenly felt like playing the harp to the cow. It was rare for it to make a rational statement. As a result, it thought the sound of the harp was pleasant to the ear, but the cow didn't understand.

It was quiet after that, and no one took action except for a few divine thoughts coming from a distance.

Mo Yang sat cross-legged on the top of Qingshan Mountain silently. The four-legged dragon seemed to find it too boring to be with Mo Yang, and left at some point.

In the blink of an eye, the next morning came, the clouds in the sky dispersed, and a ray of morning light fell down. Mo Yang slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then opened his eyes.

He knew that it would not be peaceful here today. By night at the latest, there would be many powerful people coming, and this place would become the second Ziyun Peak.

There has been an undercurrent in the cultivation world recently. He has appeared, and the news will spread quickly.

Mo Yang glanced around, and there seemed to be a few figures flashing on the top of the mountain in the distance.

At noon, dozens of figures were flying down from more than ten miles away, but no one approached and no one took action.

Even those old antiques didn't come close. Everyone knew that Mo Yang showed up on purpose, and the battle at Ziyun Peak hadn't been long, so they were naturally worried that Mo Yang would repeat his old tricks.

It's not that he's afraid of Mo Yang's formation, but he's afraid of the gods and demons getting drunk.

After all, once the ancient strange flowers are attacked, there is no antidote at all, just like the last time on Ziyun Peak, the fate of those old antiques was extremely miserable.

As time goes by, people can be seen on the green hills in the distance. Read a book

At the same time, in the imperial city, there were two old men dressed as scholars sitting cross-legged facing each other. One of them took off the old wolf hair hanging from his waist, and just drew a stroke in front of him. As time passed, like water waves, a picture suddenly appeared. The picture gradually emerged.

In the middle of the picture, on the top of a green mountain, a young man sits silently cross-legged. With green peaks surrounding him, many figures can be seen moving.

The scenes that originally spanned dozens of miles were actually reflected in the picture.

The Evil Lord of All Realms