The Evil Lord of All Realms

There was no news at all in the cultivation world about Mo Yang breaking through the ancient fog and leveling the Taixu Mountain. Although there were still many prodigies from the ancient races and ancient lands operating on the Xuantian Continent, no one mentioned this matter. .

Of course, if this matter were to spread, it would shock the entire Xuantian Continent, but now no one in the human race knows about it.

As for these things, Mo Yang didn't take them to heart at all, and he didn't think much about them. For him, it was only a matter of time before he conquered Taixu Mountain, so it didn't matter whether he was earlier or later.

He went south alone and entered the wild ancient land.

It was also because of stepping into that fog that Mo Yang felt more and more pressed for time, and the sense of crisis hanging over his head became stronger.

In Taixu Mountain, there were dozens of strong people in the Creation Realm who gathered at that time. Almost all of them wanted to attack him. There is no doubt that these strong people are likely to become his strong enemies in the future.

Although the number of powerful royals who appeared that day was large, they must be only a small part of the many ancient races in ancient lands. Even if he has practiced hard so far, with the blessing of many opportunities, his cultivation level is only in the realm of immortality.

There is still an extremely long way to go before we reach the realm of creation.

After entering the wild ancient land, Mo Yang headed straight towards the central area. The deeper he went into the wild ancient land, the stronger the ferocious beasts would be. Mo Yang's trip was just to hone the few remaining skills in his body. Soul power, he wants to squeeze his own potential to the greatest extent.

Time passes silently, one month, two months...

As before, there were no disturbances on the Xuantian Continent. It seemed to be very peaceful. However, some human race geniuses also vaguely discovered that the ancient race geniuses who were active on the Xuantian Continent seemed to be much more low-key than before. Although He still appears in various places, but rarely conflicts with the human race.

For Mo Yang, the longer it takes to regain peace, the better it is for him. As long as he is given enough time to practice, Mo Yang also believes that one day, he can walk around the land at will like the unknown strong man he once was. In the mist, any ancient race can descend to the ancient land at will.

Now that the two children are too young, Mo Yang wants to stay on the Xuantian Continent for a few more years. When the time is right in the future, he plans to send the two little guys to the wilderness to hone their skills.

Of course, this is just the plan in Mo Yang's mind, and he also knows very well that many times changes will catch people off guard and make it difficult to prevent them.

And all he can do now is to improve his cultivation as soon as possible, so that he can have more power to protect his relatives and friends in the future changes in the situation.

Because he has mastered the teleportation array, although Mo Yang is honing his skills in the wild ancient land, he is also secretly paying attention to the movements of the outside world.

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed. During these six months, except for the occasional disputes between the geniuses of the human race, there have been no major disturbances on the Xuantian Continent.

Yaochi Holy Land directly closed the mountain gate and cut off contact with the cultivation world. They obviously did this to give the little guy a quiet environment to grow up and to avoid certain troubles.

The four-legged dragon and the silver-haired woman have been practicing in the Star Emperor Tower, and only Er Gouzi has come out.

Ergouzi actually made a breakthrough in his cultivation after he came out of seclusion. After discovering that Mo Yang's cultivation dropped to the early stage of the Great Saint Realm, he was not surprised at all. He still yelled about Mo Yang all day long.

Yang competed with each other, and it turned out that even though Mo Yang's cultivation level was far inferior to it at this time, it couldn't withstand a few moves and was defeated miserably.

"Damn boy, are you a pervert? You are only at the first level of the Great Saint Realm. My uncle's cultivation is so much higher than yours, but he still can't beat you?" Ergouzi was extremely depressed.

After several consecutive defeats, it ran away early when it saw Mo Yang, as if it saw the god of plague.

"Boy, how did you understand the Dao of Space? Hurry up and teach me some experience. The Dao of Space is known as one of the most mysterious avenues among many. If I understand it, my combat power will at least leap to a great realm!"

Mo Yang looked at Er Gouzi silently and said, "To understand the Tao, you must use your heart and carefully feel every energy flow in the world. Everyone's path is different, and the Tao that they can comprehend is also different. Everything in the world is Tao, and what you understand is That’s the right way to go!”

Er Gouzi was speechless. He looked at Mo Yang with side eyes and said, "Boy, when did you become bald? After all, the uncle feels uncomfortable when he hears these remarks."

Then it looked at Mo Yang carefully and asked suspiciously, "Boy, you have been training here for half a year, fighting with so many ferocious beasts, and your cultivation has not improved at all?"

Mo Yang just smiled and didn't say anything. If we want to talk about growth, there must be growth. But every time he feels that his soul power has grown, it will be pulled out by Mo Yang, so his cultivation has always stayed at the Great Saint Realm. At the first level, half a year has passed and there has been no progress at all.

Ergouzi wandered around the wild ancient land for a while, searched for some medicinal materials, and then entered the Star Emperor Tower for retreat.

On this day, Mo Yang stood on a green hill. He looked up at the endless sky, his black hair dancing in the wind. At this time, he whispered, "Come on!"

As the words fell, a mark in his dantian slowly collapsed...

This is the heavenly seal in his dantian. He has not touched it for a long time, because the heavenly seal rushed away, and the thunder and punishment caused became more and more terrible each time.

He originally planned to wait until he hit the Creation Realm in the future to open this seal, but he couldn't wait any longer.

As the mark in the dantian collapsed, the originally cloudless sky suddenly changed. Thick black clouds rolled in. The deep sky became gloomy in just a few breaths, with a feeling of depression and depression. The breath poured down from the deep sky.

Mo Yang wants to use this thunder tribulation to refine his physical body, and he recently had a bold idea to use the thunder from the sky to temper his soul power.

If other cultivators knew Mo Yang's thoughts, they would probably call Mo Yang crazy, because it is okay to use the thunder from the sky to temper the body, but directly using the thunder to temper the soul is almost the same as suicide. Once the soul The power was completely dissipated in the thunder, and Mo Yang would die along with it.

Under the dim sky, there was a flash of white light, and the rumble of thunder shook the sky and the earth. Mo Yang felt as if the wild ancient land was shaking.

Everything was as he expected, but it was also beyond his expectation, because this lightning disaster was more terrifying than he expected, and the dull breath alone gave him a strong sense of suffocation.

"Rumble..."

There was a loud noise, and the sky seemed to be torn apart in an instant. A dazzling white light suddenly appeared, illuminating the dim sky and earth. A bolt of lightning penetrated the dark clouds and crashed down with a force of destruction. There was no news at all in the cultivation world about Mo Yang breaking through the ancient fog and leveling the Taixu Mountain. Although there were still many prodigies from the ancient races and ancient lands operating on the Xuantian Continent, no one mentioned this matter. .

Of course, if this matter were to spread, it would shock the entire Xuantian Continent, but now no one in the human race knows about it.

As for these things, Mo Yang didn't take them to heart at all, and he didn't think much about them. For him, it was only a matter of time before he conquered Taixu Mountain, so it didn't matter whether he was earlier or later.

He went south alone and entered the wild ancient land.

It was also because of stepping into that fog that Mo Yang felt more and more pressed for time, and the sense of crisis hanging over his head became stronger.

In Taixu Mountain, there were dozens of strong people in the Creation Realm who gathered at that time. Almost all of them wanted to attack him. There is no doubt that these strong people are likely to become his strong enemies in the future.

Although the number of powerful royals who appeared that day was large, they must be only a small part of the many ancient races in ancient lands. Even if he has practiced hard so far, with the blessing of many opportunities, his cultivation level is only in the realm of immortality.

There is still an extremely long way to go before we reach the realm of creation.

After entering the wild ancient land, Mo Yang headed straight towards the central area. The deeper he went into the wild ancient land, the stronger the ferocious beasts would be. Mo Yang's trip was just to hone the few remaining skills in his body. Soul power, he wants to squeeze his own potential to the greatest extent.

Time passes silently, one month, two months...

As before, there were no disturbances on the Xuantian Continent. It seemed to be very peaceful. However, some human race geniuses also vaguely discovered that the ancient race geniuses who were active on the Xuantian Continent seemed to be much more low-key than before. Although He still appears in various places, but rarely conflicts with the human race.

For Mo Yang, the longer it takes to regain peace, the better it is for him. As long as he is given enough time to practice, Mo Yang also believes that one day, he can walk around the land at will like the unknown strong man he once was. In the mist, any ancient race can descend to the ancient land at will.

Now that the two children are too young, Mo Yang wants to stay on the Xuantian Continent for a few more years. When the time is right in the future, he plans to send the two little guys to the wilderness to hone their skills.

Of course, this is just the plan in Mo Yang's mind, and he also knows very well that many times changes will catch people off guard and make it difficult to prevent them.

And all he can do now is to improve his cultivation as soon as possible, so that he can have more power to protect his relatives and friends in the future changes in the situation.

Because he has mastered the teleportation array, although Mo Yang is honing his skills in the wild ancient land, he is also secretly paying attention to the movements of the outside world.

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed. During these six months, except for the occasional disputes between the geniuses of the human race, there have been no major disturbances on the Xuantian Continent.

Yaochi Holy Land directly closed the mountain gate and cut off contact with the cultivation world. They obviously did this to give the little guy a quiet environment to grow up and to avoid certain troubles.

The four-legged dragon and the silver-haired woman have been practicing in the Star Emperor Tower, and only Er Gouzi has come out.

Ergouzi actually made a breakthrough in his cultivation after he came out of seclusion. After discovering that Mo Yang's cultivation dropped to the early stage of the Great Saint Realm, he was not surprised at all. He still yelled about Mo Yang all day long.

Yang competed with each other, and it turned out that even though Mo Yang's cultivation level was far inferior to it at this time, it couldn't withstand a few moves and was defeated miserably.

"Damn boy, are you a pervert? You are only at the first level of the Great Saint Realm. My uncle's cultivation is so much higher than yours, but he still can't beat you?" Ergouzi was extremely depressed.

After several consecutive defeats, it ran away early when it saw Mo Yang, as if it saw the god of plague.

"Boy, how did you understand the Dao of Space? Hurry up and teach me some experience. The Dao of Space is known as one of the most mysterious avenues among many. If I understand it, my combat power will at least leap to a great realm!"

Mo Yang looked at Er Gouzi silently and said, "To understand the Tao, you must use your heart and carefully feel every energy flow in the world. Everyone's path is different, and the Tao that they can comprehend is also different. Everything in the world is Tao, and what you understand is That’s the right way to go!”

Er Gouzi was speechless. He looked at Mo Yang with side eyes and said, "Boy, when did you become bald? After all, the uncle feels uncomfortable when he hears these remarks."

Then it looked at Mo Yang carefully and asked suspiciously, "Boy, you have been training here for half a year, fighting with so many ferocious beasts, and your cultivation has not improved at all?"

Mo Yang just smiled and didn't say anything. If we want to talk about growth, there must be growth. But every time he feels that his soul power has grown, it will be pulled out by Mo Yang, so his cultivation has always stayed at the Great Saint Realm. At the first level, half a year has passed and there has been no progress at all.

Ergouzi wandered around the wild ancient land for a while, searched for some medicinal materials, and then entered the Star Emperor Tower for retreat.

On this day, Mo Yang stood on a green hill. He looked up at the endless sky, his black hair dancing in the wind. At this time, he whispered, "Come on!"

As the words fell, a mark in his dantian slowly collapsed...

This is the heavenly seal in his dantian. He has not touched it for a long time, because the heavenly seal rushed away, and the thunder and punishment caused became more and more terrible each time.

He originally planned to wait until he hit the Creation Realm in the future to open this seal, but he couldn't wait any longer.

As the mark in the dantian collapsed, the originally cloudless sky suddenly changed. Thick black clouds rolled in. The deep sky became gloomy in just a few breaths, with a feeling of depression and depression. The breath poured down from the deep sky.

Mo Yang wants to use this thunder tribulation to refine his physical body, and he recently had a bold idea to use the thunder from the sky to temper his soul power.

If other cultivators knew Mo Yang's thoughts, they would probably call Mo Yang crazy, because it is okay to use the thunder from the sky to temper the body, but directly using the thunder to temper the soul is almost the same as suicide. Once the soul The power was completely dissipated in the thunder, and Mo Yang would die along with it.

Under the dim sky, there was a flash of white light, and the rumble of thunder shook the sky and the earth. Mo Yang felt as if the wild ancient land was shaking.

Everything was as he expected, but it was also beyond his expectation, because this lightning disaster was more terrifying than he expected, and the dull breath alone gave him a strong sense of suffocation.

"Rumble..."

There was a loud noise, and the sky seemed to be torn apart in an instant. A dazzling white light suddenly appeared, illuminating the dim sky and earth. A bolt of lightning penetrated the dark clouds and crashed down with a force of destruction.