The Evil Lord of All Realms

This huge sound directly spread throughout the entire Central Territory, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering.

Even the two ninth-level Immortal Realm powerhouses that the Super Sword Master rushed towards did not bother to take action against the Sword Master at this time, but suddenly turned their heads to look at the battlefield.

And then, they were stunned.

Because on the battlefield, Mo Yang was knocked away, and the palm of his hand was also knocked away. There was only a huge sarcophagus lying in the air.

This scene was extremely weird. No one knew when the sarcophagus appeared. The many onlookers who had recovered from the shock were either shocked or confused, because no one knew what happened.

Even the owner of that palm seemed a little confused for a moment. When he pressed down his palm just now, the sarcophagus appeared at the last moment.

But the most shocking thing is that the sarcophagus withstood such a terrifying palm force and was not damaged at all.

It seemed that because of the attack, there were lines floating on the sarcophagus, and there was an inexplicable energy permeating the air, which was mysterious and strange.

Countless horrified and endless doubtful eyes were staring at the huge sarcophagus. At this moment, there were too many questions and too many confusions in the hearts of everyone present.

This sarcophagus should have been made by Mo Yang, and everyone had some guesses.

The key is, on this kind of battlefield of life and death, what does Mo Yang mean by creating such a sarcophagus?

Moreover, this sarcophagus looks really weird, with veins floating all over the body, which is very mysterious.

In the eyes of many cultivators, this is more like a treasure. After all, the sarcophagus was not only unscathed by the terrifying palm just now, but the palm flew away and shed blood all over the sky...

"Could this sarcophagus contain some peerless powerful person buried inside? How could it be so terrifying? It could withstand such a palm force and still remain unscathed..." After a cultivator came to his senses, he couldn't help but cry out in a low voice.

"I'm afraid it's a treasure. If there's something hidden,

Such a strong man can't save Mo Yang's life. It looks like it's just another treasure. I wonder where Mo Yang got it from..."

"It's terrible. Taixu Mountain actually dispatched so many strong men to kill Mo Yang. It seems that they are really determined to put Mo Yang to death this time. Any of these five strong men are better than before. It’s terrifying, I’m afraid Mo Yang really won’t survive today!”

"Although the Sword Master is stronger than everyone imagines, he is probably still a lot weaker when facing a terrifying existence like Taixu Mountain..."

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Everyone recovered from the shock one after another. Many people were busy doing exercises to calm down their blood. Some people had no time to speak and hurriedly sat down to heal their injuries. The cultivators who were not affected were all talking about it.

On the battlefield, after Mo Yang regained his vitality, he directly urged the Xingzi Scroll to rush towards the sarcophagus, stood on the coffin, and looked around coldly.

A few miles away, a figure appeared silently, an old man with silver hair appeared silently, and then, in another direction, an old man also appeared.

The cultivation of these two old men has reached the ninth level of the Immortal Realm. Their faces were gloomy. They turned back and glanced at the Sword Master in the distance, their eyes full of murderous intent.

Then they turned to stare at Mo Yang. If it hadn't been for the sword master's action, Mo Yang would have fallen by now.

But at this time, their eyes swept across Mo Yang. What they cared about was the sarcophagus, because the scene just now was too shocking. They knew that this sarcophagus was definitely not simple, and the master of that palm had already surpassed After reaching the Immortal Realm, he was directly injured by the sarcophagus. This is so shocking.

Mo Yang's eyes also just glanced at the two old men, and then stared in another direction, with madness in his eyes and a smile on his lips.

However, he said, "Old man, why don't you show up yet?"

"boom……"

A terrifying breath came in response, instantly making Mo Yang's body tremble. This breath was extremely terrifying. Although it was not as peerless as the emperor's breath, it still gave him a feeling of palpitations and suffocation.

"boom……"

Immediately afterwards, the entire sky trembled, and the battlefield was filled with blood. The blood that had been spilled before now floated up strangely, converging into a bright beam of light and covering it in the distance.

At this time, everyone discovered that there was also a figure standing there, but the blood was so bright that it was impossible to tell what the figure looked like or whether it was a man or a woman.

Mo Yang immediately turned the ancient god's left eye and glanced through the bright blood, staring at the wrinkled silver-haired old man. This man was unusually old, with accumulated wrinkles on his face, but the warmth that radiated from his whole body The aura was so terrifying that it was unimaginable.

Mo Yang was already sure at this time that the old man's cultivation level had definitely surpassed the realm of immortality, because the aura was ridiculously strong, much more terrifying than the four-legged dragon that made him feel before.

However, the look in Mo Yang's eyes was not only devoid of fear, but even more crazy.

Only such a strong person deserves to do this, because he doesn't know what will happen after he fuses this body. He may die in the end, but if he can kill all the powerful enemies, death is not terrible.

After a moment, the bloody light dissipated, but the old man's body was not revealed. There seemed to be a force flowing around him. Many cultivators looked at it and could only see the outline of a figure, but they could not clearly see his true identity. Allow.

"Boom..."

At this time, the old man did not speak, but just stepped forward. With each step, the sky trembled, and the whole world seemed to be turned upside down.

Mo Yang stood on the sarcophagus, his hair dancing wildly

, the aura all over his body began to surge at this time, the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons had been pushed to the extreme, the true energy exuding from his whole body changed from gold to blood color, and then turned to gold again, a tall black shadow appeared silently in front of him behind.

Everyone could see at this time that Mo Yang's appearance before was just a pretense, because his realm had not fallen at all, and his aura was stronger than before. Although his face was pale, his whole body was full of fighting spirit.

"Ignorant ant, you pretended to be severely injured and deliberately lured me to show up?" At this time, an old man on the other side spoke, his tone was serious and full of murderous intent.

Mo Yang grinned and said, "If you don't pretend to be seriously injured and hide your head, how can you dare to show up directly?"

"If you don't show up, how can I give you the big gift I prepared for you!"

After Mo Yang finished speaking, he looked towards the Sword Master in the distance. The atmosphere there was extremely tense. The Sword Master stood with his hands behind his back, his sword floating silently beside him. There were two old men staring at him, one on the left and the other on the right. A war was about to break out. .

"Senior Sword Master, you shouldn't take action!" Mo Yang sighed softly.

The two old men are also at the ninth level of the Immortal Realm. Although the Sword Master has just merged four soul powers, Mo Yang has no idea of ​​its combat power. If the Sword Master appears today, there is a high chance that he will die here.

It's not that the Sword Master is not strong, but the appearance of old monsters like Taixu Mountain is too terrifying.

"Haha, you are the genius of the human race, and I am the sword master of the human race. It is rare for us to fight side by side. Killing is enough, so why not die in battle!" The sword master was unusually free and easy at this time, laughing loudly.

Mo Yang looked at the sword master silently and opened his mouth. He suppressed the words that came to his lips. After a moment, he also laughed and said, "Well, I have senior with me today, so let's go and fight!"

Mo Yang laughed loudly, as if he was crazy, and then he suddenly stepped down with his foot, and drops of golden blood fell from his fingertips, continuously dripping on the sarcophagus.