The Evil Lord of All Realms

Mo Yang looked coldly at the incoming beam of light, two cold lights bursting out of his eyes. He did not avoid it, but raised his hand and struck Xuan Yiyin with a sudden palm.

The palm fell, and another imperial inscription emerged, directly covering Xuan Yi's body.

"Be bold!"

"stop!"

At this moment, several voices sounded in succession, because this imperial text was an unusual means and could threaten Xuan Yi's life.

However, Mo Yang chose to attack Xuan Yi instead of avoiding the laser beam. The moment his palm fell, although Xuan Yi's body was crushed by the power of Emperor Wen, the beam also fell. On him.

Everyone onlookers were stunned at this time. The one who took action was the strong man from Taixu Mountain. Judging from the aura alone, the opponent's cultivation level was definitely in the immortal realm, and it was definitely not an ordinary immortal realm. Faced with this Mo Yang didn't even dodge the attack, and the result is one can imagine.

Although Mo Yang forcibly crushed Xuan Yi's body with Emperor Wen, Xuan Yi would have been severely injured at most and could not die like this, and Mo Yang's situation would not be any better than Xuan Yi's.

It's just that the expected scene of Mo Yang's flesh and blood flying around did not appear. His body did collapse, but it just collapsed like an afterimage.

"This... is an incarnation. How is this possible? It is clearly his true body, so why did he become an incarnation?" A cultivator immediately exclaimed.

Because at this time, everyone discovered that the shattered figure was not Mo Yang's true body, but an incarnation.

Previously, Mo Yang used an external avatar to attack Xuan Yi unexpectedly. This was witnessed by everyone, but at the last moment, Mo Yang's body and avatar seemed to have exchanged places instantly.

In fact, if they knew more about Mo Yang's past, they wouldn't be surprised, because Mo Yang had used this method a few years ago.

Because this is a war scroll, not an ordinary incarnation.

It's just that Mo Yang wasn't as comfortable using this method as he is now.

It's easy to use, and since he went to the wilderness, except for the Huazi Scroll and Xingzi Scroll, the other secret techniques in the Six-Character Scroll have rarely been used.

Not only the cultivators who were watching, but also the strong men from Taixu Mountain who took action felt a little incredible.

"The ancient secret technique of the human race!" A figure appeared in the sky at some point. This was a silver-haired old man, and a voice came out.

There was an unconcealable look of surprise in his voice, not only this ancient secret technique, but also the power of space that Mo Yang used just now surprised him.

It can be said to be unbelievable that a young human race can understand the Tao of space.

Because even those supreme beings who have reached the pinnacle of enlightenment can only scratch the surface of the Dao of space.

"You really can't be considered an ant, but you can be worthy of the title of genius!" The silver-haired old man stared at Mo Yang and said coldly.

Just saying these words, the murderous intent in his eyes became more intense.

Mo Yang's body had retreated dozens of feet. He glanced in the direction of Xuan Yi and sighed in his heart. This royal genius was indeed difficult to kill. At this time, Xuan Yi's crushed body had begun to reshape. Although he was injured by He was severely injured, but the breath of life is still very strong.

If the silver-haired old man had been a few breaths slower, he could have killed half of Xuan's life, but he would have been too late.

Er Gouzi and the Four-legged Dragon in the dark all breathed a sigh of relief. The scene just now made them sweat for Mo Yang. It was really thrilling just now.

Mo Yang glanced at Xuan Yi silently, then turned to look at the old man who spoke, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Old man, are you Taixu Mountain so shameless? The genius of the royal family and what you say In the so-called battle between ants, how many f*cking ones did you jump out of?

mean? "

After Mo Yang finished speaking, before the silver-haired old man could respond, several figures appeared one after another. There were four people in total, standing in four directions, surrounding him from a distance.

"Kill him, there is no need to talk to an ant!" Another old man said.

Mo Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the old man who was speaking, his pupils contracted slightly. This old man was different from the other three. The aura on his body was extremely compelling. This was not due to his advanced cultivation, but to the strength of his bloodline. The other three are much stronger.

"An old guy from the royal family..." Mo Yang whispered to himself, feeling wary.

Today he came directly to Tianhen Mountain to challenge, and he had indeed made a lot of preparations. Even when he started fighting with Xuan Yi just now, he was also secretly arranging backup plans, but his move was very subtle, and the onlookers did not notice it.

"Boy, be careful about this old guy. My guess is good. He should also be a member of the royal family, and his cultivation has reached the eighth level of the Immortal Realm!"

When Mo Yang looked at the old man, the sound of the four-legged dragon sounded in his ears.

At this time, Mo Yang's face became more and more solemn. Even the genius of the royal family was difficult to deal with, let alone the strong man of the royal family. Although he had faced many strong men in the immortal realm in the past, at this level, he was still the first. See you next time.

Moreover, in the past, those powerful people in the immortal realm were ordinary ancient races, but the old man in front of them was from a royal family.

"With the blood of the ancient gods, with your talent, you should be able to make a good mount. It's a pity that you killed my royal genius, so I can only kill you today!" The old man from the royal family glanced at Mo Yang and said this. .

"Ha ha……"

Mo Yang burst out laughing after hearing this, and then his face suddenly turned cold. He stared at the old man from the royal family and pointed directly, "Old man, I'll fuck your mount!"

"You don't even take a pee and look at yourself, you deserve it!"

The face of the royal old man became extremely cold. He did not speak, but looked at Mo Yang with eyes filled with murderous intent.

The many cultivators who were watching from a distance were stunned on the spot. No one expected that Mo Yang would dare to swear in such a situation.

I am afraid that no other human race has this kind of courage alone.

"Get up and kill him!" Another old man roared.

As the old man finished speaking, the atmosphere of the entire Tianhen Mountain changed drastically. Around the Tianhen Mountain, wisps of formation patterns emerged from the void.

Seeing the formation patterns emerging around him, Mo Yang suddenly withdrew and flew outside.

"Ants, since they're here, let's bury them here!" The old man who just spoke said coldly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yang's body that was flying towards the outside of the formation suddenly turned back, and his figure was like a bolt of lightning, rushing towards Xuan Yi who had just reshaped his body.

At this time, Mo Yang's speed was much faster than before. Before the few Taixu Mountain experts could recover, Mo Yang was already in front of Xuan Yi.

Xuan Yi also didn't expect that Mo Yang would not run away at this time, but would turn around and attack him. When he came to his senses, there was no time to avoid him, and Mo Yang's speed was too fast, and Mo Yang's body flashed. Then, he felt a chill on his neck, and then his whole head flew up.

"you……"

Xuanyi's head flew up and he spat out one word.

"Don't be surprised, I'm here specifically to kill you today!" Mo Yang said coldly.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Yang came down with a hammer, shattering Xuan Yi's head instantly.

"puff……"

Blood splattered everywhere, and Mo Yang's clothes were stained with red and white things.

Mo Yang didn't stop, and then raised his hand to shoot two imperial words in succession to cover the shattered head.