The Evil Lord of All Realms

The scene in mid-air was so shocking that the pedestrians who stopped to watch were completely stunned. Although there was a large group of pedestrians surrounded by darkness, it was deathly quiet.

Tens of feet away, the young man from the ancient race who had just arrived was the first to come to his senses. He looked at Mo Yang in surprise. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it was true.

Seeing Mo Yang looking towards him, the young man was so decisive that he turned around and left.

And he did not stay in King Mu City, but ran away like a bereaved dog outside King Mu City.

This is completely different from the usual style of the ancient race. The young man's cultivation is not weak. Like the woman who was crushed and killed by Mo Yang just now, he is a genuine Holy Emperor, but he did not even say a harsh word. I don't know why. It was too late to speak but I still didn’t dare.

Mo Yang did not expect that the young man would be so decisive. Seeing the young man fleeing from King Mu City at high speed, Mo Yang did not chase him out. He glanced down, and his body slowly flew down on the street.

At this moment, the surrounding area was boiling, and many cultivators gathered around him, asking for Mo Yang's name.

"I don't know what kind of force my brother comes from. I've never seen him before. It's really a pity..."

"I don't know your name, but with your astonishing combat power, I'm afraid that lunatic who disappeared a few years ago is nowhere near as good as you..."

"Brother..."

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Lu Xiyue hurriedly came to Mo Yang's side, pulled Mo Yang away, and at the same time sent a message to Mo Yang: "Junior brother, don't talk, get out of here first!"

Mo Yang was a little dumbfounded, and was dragged away from King Mu City by Lu Xiyue. Mo Yang looked at the cultivators following behind, feeling speechless, and said, "Senior sister, what's wrong?"

"Aren't you always unwilling to reveal your identity? You're stupid. There are so many cultivators, aren't you afraid that someone will guess it's you?" Lu Xiyue glanced at Mo Yang angrily and spoke in a low voice.

Without waiting for Mo Yang to speak, she pulled Mo Yang up and flew away directly.

It wasn't until the cultivators at the rear were completely thrown away that Lu Xiyue stopped and said, "Junior brother, let's go back directly. We've been away for a long time, so as not to worry our senior brother and the others!"

She was obviously worried about running into trouble again. Today, Mo Yang killed two young powerful men from the ancient race in public. In her opinion, Mo Yang was in big trouble.

Of course, she had no idea what Mo Yang was doing in Tianyan City.

Mo Yang looked at Lu Xiyue's serious expression and nodded: "Okay then!"

As he spoke, he took out the ancient chessboard, and then with a thought, a teleportation portal appeared. Before Mo Yang could speak, he was grabbed by Lu Xiyue and pulled directly into the teleportation portal.

By the time they walked out of the teleportation channel, they had already left the Central Territory and landed in the hinterland of the Northern Territory. This place was still quite a distance away from where Senior Brother and the others were hiding.

Lu Xiyue glanced around, and she breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she was back in the Northern Territory.

"Junior brother, didn't the senior sister always tell you before, try not to provoke these ancient races!" Lu Xiyue looked very unhappy and looked at Mo Yang angrily.

Mo Yang sighed lightly, took a few steps forward, and said, "If we don't take action, maybe many human cultivators will die in their hands."

"There was a time when the ancient race was not yet born, and all the powerful families were fighting openly and secretly. However, when faced with the ancient race slaughtering human cultivators at will, those big forces chose to turn a blind eye, even to the point of being terrifying. This is the tragedy of the human race!"

"Those strong men are not far away from provoking the ancient race, but they are them, and I am me. I cannot stand by and watch. Sooner or later, there will be a war between the ancient race and the human race. It is the same to me whether to provoke them earlier or later. "

Lu Xiyue sighed softly and said: "Who is really willing to stand by and watch, but you are just one person. Our Qianzong now... our confrontation with the ancient race is no different than a worm shaking a tree..."

After a pause, she then sighed softly: "We have already lost too many disciples of the Qian Sect when the Shenslayer Sect and the Ye Family were chasing us. Senior Sister, I just hope that you can live in peace."

Mo Yang sighed secretly and didn't say anything more.

If he were from Sixth Senior Sister's point of view, he might do the same thing, but he and the Taikoo race can no longer be reconciled. Based on what happened in the Xuantian Holy Land alone, he will also destroy the Taixu Mountain. It's just a matter of time.

"Sister, don't worry, I'll just try to avoid it from now on!" Mo Yang pondered for a moment and then said with a smile.

Lu Xiyue's expression calmed down, she reached out and pinched Mo Yang's ears, and said a little fiercely: "Don't think that senior sister can't cure you because your wings are hard."

Mo Yang: "..."

"Let's go!"

Lu Xiyue looked at Mo Yang with a wry smile, a playful smile appeared on her lips, she turned around and walked forward on her own.

At noon the next day, the two of them came to the forest of boulders. Mo Yang used the Script Scroll, and the two of them restored their true appearance. Lu Xiyue clearly accelerated her speed, and her figure flew in in a flash.

During this trip, the forbidden curse in her body was resolved, and her cultivation level has recovered a lot. The most important thing is that her state of mind is different from before.

Mo Yang was still looking forward to it, because the third senior sister and the fourth senior brother met him for the first time in the true sense.

Each of my senior brothers and sisters has different personalities. I don’t know what kind of people the third senior sister and fourth senior brother are.

Mo Yang swept into the depths of the boulder and saw several figures standing in front of the stone house at a glance. The sixth senior sister was hugged by a woman in green clothes, who seemed to be comforting something.

Several other people looked in Mo Yang's direction, seeming to be waiting for him.

"Little junior brother!" Fifth senior brother Luo Chuan waved to Mo Yang first.

He has been in a good mood recently, because after taking the elixir given to him by Mo Yang, not only did his injuries recover and escape death, but his Daoji was also completely reshaped. Recently, he has been practicing hard, and his cultivation has been improving by leaps and bounds.

Several young people stood in front of the stone house, each with a smile on their face, and the words "Little Junior Brother" came from their mouths one after another.

Mo Yang was stunned for a moment, standing there, and the soft calls fell into his ears, like wisps of gentle breeze sweeping through, causing thousands of ripples in his heart.

Mo Yang's eyes swept over one by one, and finally fell on a young man with a fair face. The young man had the temperament of a scholar, but he also had the wildness of an eagle in his eyebrows.

There is no doubt that this person is the fourth senior brother.

"Little junior brother!"

The young man spoke again, his words were gentle, and there was a smile on his lips. It seemed that when he saw Mo Yang frozen on the spot, he waved to Mo Yang.

Mo Yang came to his senses, and then walked forward and came to the fourth senior brother. He then bowed and saluted: "I have met the fourth senior brother!"