The Evil Lord of All Realms

Hearing the words of the powerful men of the God-killing Sect, Ergouzi almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. He put his hands on his hips, saliva spattered, and directly began to greet the eighteenth generation ancestors of those in the God-killing Sect.

Some of his words were so rogue that even the four-legged dragon was confused and looked at Er Gouzi blankly.

It had heard something about Ergouzi from Mo Yang before, and knew that this ancient chaotic beast was a strange thing, but now that it saw this scene with its own eyes, it realized that its previous understanding was wrong.

This is not only a weird thing, it is simply the best of weird things.

It was the first time for a group of powerful men from the God-Slaying Sect to encounter this kind of thing. After just a cup of tea, Er Gouzi pointed at them and greeted the eighteen generations of their ancestors. From the beginning, everyone was confused to later on, everyone looked confused. Ferociously twisted...

"Bah..." Ergouzi didn't forget to spit after he finished cursing.

Not to mention other people, Mo Yang was also stunned for a moment. He knew Ergouzi better than anyone else, but this operation at this time would make everyone doubt their lives.

After the four-legged dragon came back to his senses, he slapped his mouth and was about to speak, but was directly interrupted by Mo Yang. Mo Yang frowned and said, "Do it first!"

If these two guys were to fight each other, I'm afraid the one who would benefit would be the God-killing Sect.

"Boy, this dog of yours is interesting!" the four-legged dragon said, sighing.

The powerful men of the God-Slaying Sect all stared at Er Gouzi with ferocious expressions. What they were angry about was not Er Gouzi's greetings to their eighteenth generation ancestors. After all, those were memories from too long ago, and it was difficult for them to remember them. Waves.

What they were really angry about was that Er Gouzi dared to point at them and yell at them!

Who can bear this kind of thing?

"Evil beast, I will pull out your tendons and bones first, and then I will devour your cultivation, and then I will cut you into pieces with a thousand knives!" An old man from the God-killing Sect spoke angrily. At this time, his voice was trembling, and his body was also shaking. trembling.

Ergouzi's few curse words directly broke his Taoist state of mind.

"Old guy, you are the evil beast, and your whole family is the evil beast!" Ergouzi got more and more aggressive as he scolded him, completely letting himself go.

The old man's body suddenly trembled, as if struck by lightning, and a wisp of scarlet blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth. He glared at Er Gouzi, and then made a sudden move. His figure flashed, disappeared in an instant, and went straight towards Er Gouzi.

Mo Yang didn't dare to be careless. Although Er Gouzi had a bad mouth, his strength was only at the early stage of the Great Saint Realm. He was no match for this old man.

He hurriedly moved the Xingzi scroll to stop him, and used his whole body's strength to punch out, blocking the palm that hit Er Gouzi.

Then Mo Yang raised his hand and took the hammer that had fallen to the ground into his hand. He picked up the hammer with one hand and blasted it towards the old man.

Seeing Mo Yang make a move, several other powerful men from the God-killing Sect also moved. The movement skills they practiced were very strange. They took one step and disappeared in mid-air.

Although they almost vomited blood after being scolded by Er Gouzi, they also knew very well that today's target was Mo Yang. One by one, strong men took action, and their bodies seemed to evaporate out of thin air, but terrifying auras swept towards Mo Yang. go.

"A bunch of ants, do you think you, Mr. Long, are just decorations?" The four-legged dragon's eyes were shining with brilliance. He glanced at them and directly locked the movement trajectories of several people, and slapped them directly.

There was a sudden turmoil in the air, and then a turbulent wave was set off like a surging river, and several powerful men from the God-killing Sect who had been hiding were all revealed at this time.

They were extremely surprised and looked at the four-legged dragon. The sky above seemed to be controlled by someone. The surging terrifying power forced them out, and even standing was a little unsteady.

It's just that they can't sense the cultivation of the four-legged dragon at this time, but everyone knows very well that this mysterious young man seems to be extremely terrifying, stronger than any of them, and not a little stronger.

"Who are you?" The strong man at the peak of Taoism looked at the four-legged dragon in surprise and asked.

He had some doubts in his heart. I am afraid that this mysterious young man is not a human race, but most likely an ancient race that was born a year ago, because there is no such genius in Xuantian Continent. If there is, they cannot not know about it.

"A mere ant dares to glare at me!" The four-legged dragon was extremely arrogant. He stood there, raised his hand, and a wave of swords shot out from his fingertips and pointed directly at the old man.

"you……"

The old man changed his color. Although the other party's attitude made him furious, he did not dare to confront him head-on at this time. For killers like them, it would be disadvantageous for the other party to strike first.

And now there is a terrifying force surging high in the sky, which makes the killing skills they practice useless. If they don't retreat immediately, they may not even be able to avoid it.

But they never dreamed that this mysterious young man was not only strong, but also ridiculously strong. At his peak, his cultivation even exceeded the level of immortality. The key is that he was an ancient divine dragon.

The old man did not hesitate and immediately retreated, but the sword wave followed him like a shadow, piercing through his chest a moment later, bringing out a string of blood flowers, and then his body suddenly collapsed and was torn into pieces.

Ergouzi, who had been fighting with the four-legged dragon before, completely changed his expression. He was very numb now. He rushed to Mo Yang's side in a flash and asked in a low voice: "Boy, what are these four legs? This guy's cultivation is so strong..."

It can be seen that Er Gouzi is very guilty at this time.

Mo Yang glanced at Er Gouzi and said, "What, are you scared?"

"Besides, boy, sir, who have I ever been afraid of!" Ergouzi curled his lips, but kept staring at the four-legged dragon.

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The scene in the sky also made the other strong men of the God-killing Sect change their expressions. They were proficient in killing, and the skills they cultivated were mysterious and mysterious. Their killing power was terrifying, but in the face of absolute power, all means would become useless. Embroidered legs with flower fists.

"The God-killing Sect, the sect formed by you ants dares to claim to be God-killing. I'm still a thousand miles away from killing you, Master Long!" The four-legged dragon was extremely arrogant, with one hand behind his back, looking like the best in the world. appearance.

"Boy, kill them all or leave a few alive?" The four-legged dragon looked at Mo Yang and asked.

Mo Yang frowned slightly and said via voice: "This is a killer force with a long heritage. I'm worried that they still have some trump cards in their hands. If they can kill, they will kill them directly. I will catch the survivors myself!"

Although the cultivation of the four-legged dragon can crush all the strong men present, there will be no surprises in a head-on confrontation, but Mo Yang does not dare to be careless. After all, this kind of strength inherited from ancient times will not be too simple. If he is careless, There are likely to be many variables.