The Evil Lord of All Realms

After getting the blood of the Great Emperor, Er Gouzi ran around in the small courtyard excitedly. Although it had been transformed into a young man by Mo Yang using the scroll, it still looked young when running on two legs. The impact of a wild beast.

The most important thing is that this guy opened his mouth and roared excitedly, making a series of ghostly cries and howling sounds, which made even Mo Yang feel terrified.

The four-legged dragon looked at Ergouzi with contempt, and in the end he could only shake his head helplessly.

After Mo Yang left the small courtyard, he told the four-legged dragon to pay more attention to the situation in Tianyan City, and then returned to Liuxiang Palace. In the pavilion of the small courtyard, Luo Liuxiang was wearing a light green dress and was patiently teaching the boy Long Lian. Character.

Hearing the sound of the courtyard door opening and closing, the little guy immediately turned around. After seeing Mo Yang, he rushed towards Mo Yang so fast that Luo Liuxiang didn't even catch Luo Liuxiang with his backhand. He rushed in front of Mo Yang, and then hung directly on Mo Yang's arm.

"Father, please take care of me, mother. I don't want to practice calligraphy. I just want to practice. I want to become a powerful person as soon as possible and help my father defeat those bad guys!" The little guy acted like a baby, pressing his forehead against Mo Yang's cheek, and kept saying of dilly-dallying.

Luo Liuxiang walked out of the pavilion, came to Mo Yang's side with a smile, hugged the little guy hanging on Mo Yang's body, pinched the little guy's nose lovingly, and said: "You actually learned how to I'm filing a complaint, just for today, and you have to be obedient from now on, you know?"

Seeing the little guy sneaking out of the small courtyard, Mo Yang was a little bit dumbfounded. At the same time, he also sighed in his heart. Looking back on his past, his parents must have had no choice but to leave him alone.

The two looked at each other and smiled, then Luo Liuxiang pulled Mo Yang into the pavilion and motioned for Mo Yang to sit down. She sat down on another stone bench.

Then he took out a guqin from Najie, and plucked the strings slightly with his slender white fingers. Suddenly, sound waves flowed out like gurgling water, like a wisp of mist floating in the small courtyard.

Mo Yang looked at Luo Liuxiang silently, sighing in his heart. Several years had passed, and Luo Liuxiang's mood had changed a lot from before.

Luo Liuxiang has also dabbled in music, and her state of mind can be seen from the music she plays.

After a while, Luo Liuxiang stopped, looked up at Mo Yang, her eyes were filled with waves, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she said playfully and with a bit of showoff: "How do you feel?"

Mo Yang smiled, raised his hand to take the square guqin, and then silently recalled in his mind the tunes he had obtained from Meng Xianyin of Xianyin Pavilion, and then he slowly raised his hand to wave the guqin strings.

"Boom..."

A soft sound came out, and the atmosphere in the small courtyard changed instantly. Then sound waves sounded one after another. It was like a wisp of spring breeze blowing through the entire small courtyard. Luo Liuxiang was just a little surprised at first, and then a look of surprise appeared in his eyes. After a while, he closed his eyes involuntarily.

The sound waves passed by my ears, like the ice and snow melting in winter, and spring returning to the earth. Pictures constantly emerged in my mind. In the dry world, everything is reviving, and it seems that in the endless chaos, the world is opening up...

Although Mo Yang didn't have much interest in these musical instruments, he once had some interactions with Meng Xianyin, a disciple of Xianyin Pavilion. He got the original Divine Music of Xianyin Pavilion from Meng Xianyin. At this time, his heart moved at will. , popped up unconsciously.

Although Mo Yang has stopped, the long and soft voice is still like wisps of spring breeze flowing in the small courtyard, lingering for a long time.

Luo Liuxiang sat blankly on the stone bench, her consciousness seemed to be immersed in it. She didn't know how long it took before she slowly came back to her senses. Then her long eyelashes blinked and her eyes opened.

"This song is called Spring Return. It has a good mood. How do you feel, madam?" Mo Yang looked at Luo Liuxiang and asked with a smile.

Luo Liuxiang, who came back to her senses with Mo Yang's "motherly" words, suddenly looked shy, but she was surprised. She had gained a lot of insights just now, and she felt that her mood had changed a lot invisibly.

She looked at Mo Yang and said: "You are more talented than me... It is said in ancient books that if the tune is pushed to the extreme, the tune can turn into a light of unparalleled killing. With just one tune, one can kill people invisible, just like in the ancient book The most powerful people in the records can break off a piece of grass and use it as a magical weapon!"

Mo Yang sighed softly: "It is not easy to get to that step. No matter what path you take, cultivation is the foundation. If you can ascend to the throne of the emperor, a casual sound wave may be able to easily obliterate all powerful enemies below the imperial realm. "

Looking at Luo Liuxiang, Mo Yang continued: "There is no shortcut in cultivation. You don't need to be impatient. Don't worry. I have everything under my control!"

Luo Liuxiang smiled and said nothing. He took out a set of white jade teapots from Najie and silently made tea for Mo Yang.

"After these few days, I'm going to leave for a while!" Mo Yang said.

He planned to go to the western part of the mainland to see the situation of the fifth senior brother, and then he planned to go to the northern region to see the other senior brothers and sisters.

Now that he has returned to the Xuantian Continent, Mo Yang naturally does not dare to relax his cultivation. His cultivation level at the second level of the Heavenly Saint Realm is not weak among the human races on the Xuantian Continent, but it is simply not good enough in front of the ancient races.

Mo Yang had a premonition that there would definitely be several battles between him and the strong men in the fog in the future. He planned to go to the Northern Territory to see other senior brothers and sisters, and then go into seclusion to practice after returning.

Luo Liuxiang didn't ask any more questions, but just told Mo Yang to be more careful outside.

After nightfall, Mo Yang left the Liuxiang Palace and left the Tianyan Divine Dynasty silently with the four-legged dragon.

"Boy, do you want to deal with the old guy from the Immortal Realm first, or kill those three ants from the Heavenly Saint Realm?" asked the four-legged dragon on a street in Tianyan City.

Mo Yang frowned and said: "Take away the one in the Immortal Realm first. You can suppress him, and I will take him into the Star Emperor Tower!"

"I will deal with those three young people from the Heavenly Saint Realm myself!"

The four-legged dragon didn't say much, and silently sensed it. Then he walked forward and walked around a few streets. Ergouzi pointed to an attic and said, "It's on the fourth floor of this attic!"

Mo Yang nodded silently and walked into the attic. He and the four-legged dragon went directly to the fourth floor of the attic.

It is very quiet in the attic. This is not an inn or a restaurant. When you come here, it is even more eerily quiet. You can hear a needle drop.

However, before Mo Yang and the Four-legged Divine Dragon could say anything, a murderous intention suddenly enveloped them, and then a huge palm directly shattered several pillars and suddenly grabbed Mo Yang and the Four-legged Divine Dragon.

When the four-legged dragon saw this scene, a trace of anger immediately appeared in his eyes, and he raised his hand and punched his palm.

"boom……"

There was a loud noise, violent air waves came out, and the entire attic collapsed.

The four-legged dragon figure rushed forward, reached out with one hand, and grabbed a silver-haired old man in his hand through the flying sawdust.