The Evil Lord of All Realms

In the blink of an eye, several days passed by, and Mo Yang had been studying the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons in the inn.

After a few days of enlightenment, the second level seems to have gradually been perfected, and the realm of cultivation has also been loosened.

The most important thing is that Mo Yang feels that after these few days of practice, his body seems to have become much stronger. The Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons are running over and over again, and the blood-colored light mixed with the true energy seems to be refining his physical body.

"As expected of the technique created by the Great Emperor, it is truly wonderful!"

After Mo Yang felt it carefully, he couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Boy, this technique was famous in the past years. You think it's a joke!" Ergouzi said speechlessly from the side.

Mo Yang had also passed on his mental skills to it, but this set of exercises was not suitable for it to practice at all. Instead, it fit perfectly with Mo Yang.

"According to past rumors, after you truly understand it, you will be like a god or demon possessing you. It is extremely powerful, but it can also easily make people lose their minds, which is scary!"

"Boy, although this technique is terrifying, you'd better use it sparingly at normal times, otherwise I'm afraid it will attract many strong men to attack you!"

Mo Yang thought for a moment, nodded, and said: "Let's set off tomorrow to the Tianyan Divine Dynasty!"

"Boy, you've seen through it all. Look at your potential. You haven't even figured out the saint sister yet, and now you're thinking about sister Liu Xiang..."

Mo Yang glanced at Er Gouzi speechlessly. He had no idea about Luo Liuxiang at all. He went to Tianyan Divine Dynasty just to look for clues about the Star Emperor and see if he could find some clues about his life experience.

The night passed silently, and Mo Yang lay on the bed and fell asleep without practicing.

He had a dream. In the dream, he dreamed that he returned to the Tomb of the Gods, returned to that mysterious small space, and saw the familiar yet unfamiliar mother.

"Life is like a dream, when you live, you live, when you die, you die..."

It seems that such words are coming.

Mo Yang roared in his dream, his eyes blurred with tears.

Then he dreamed of the scene that had once unfolded in his mind.

The mysterious young man ascended to the sky. Amidst the rolling thunder, only a piece of blood-stained battle clothes fell...

"If it is not destroyed, it cannot be established. If it is extremely dead, it will be born. It will last forever like dust!"

These were like the words of the young man, and then his figure was blurred in the rolling thunder.

Mo Yang woke up from his dream. When he looked up, the sky outside the window was already bright.

Er Gouzi stared at him suspiciously. Seeing him open his eyes, he asked, "Boy, why are you still crying?"

The breeze blew in from the window, and Mo Yang felt his eyes getting cold. He stretched out his hand and found that they were full of tears.

"When you are alive, you live, when you die, you die... When you are dead, you live..." Mo Yang recalled the scene in his dream, and those two ethereal voices seemed to still be echoing in his mind.

"I have never had these insights before. Why do they appear in my mind? Are they reminding me of something?" Mo Yang frowned and whispered, unable to understand.

"Boy, what are you talking about? Aren't you going to find your Liuxiang girl? Get ready to hit the road!" Ergouzi looked at Mo Yang speechlessly and said.

Mo Yang took a deep breath, shook his head vigorously, then got up to clean up, and left the inn with Er Gouzi.

The Tianyan Divine Dynasty was in the middle of the Eastern Territory. After Mo Yang and Er Gouzi left the city, they headed north.

At noon, Mo Yang suddenly felt a few vague auras in the distance, following them leisurely.

"Be careful, someone is following us!" Mo Yang reminded Er Gouzi.

"Grandma, this is a bit unreasonable. We have just arrived in the Eastern Region and we don't know anyone. Your clothes are already shabby. Isn't it to rob you of wealth instead of sex?"

"Sir, do I have this kind of charm?"

Listening to Er Gouzi's muttering, Mo Yang almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

The most bizarre person in the world must be Ergouzi.

"Boy, what's your expression? With my damn charm, wherever I go, everyone's eyes follow me. There's nothing strange about this!"

However, although this guy is shamelessly narcissistic, he still pays close attention to his perception. After a moment, he said angrily: "Damn, these are some big guys who pick their feet!"

Mo Yang: "..."

He and Er Gouzi turned around and walked into a small forest, and then Mo Yang secretly used the Ancient God's left eye to observe carefully.

"I feel that the costumes of these people are somewhat similar to those of the Eastern Region Dynasty. Are they from the Dongxuan Dynasty?"

Mo Yang frowned and spoke. Although the clothes were a little different, they looked familiar at first glance.

"Uncle feels this way too!"

"Boy, I'm afraid there are some marks left on you, otherwise these people would never be able to find us!"

Er Gouzi stared at Mo Yang and looked at him, the vertical eyes on his forehead were opened, but nothing unusual could be seen.

Mo Yang also hurriedly checked his whole body, and finally found a mysterious rune on his neck.

When he mobilized his power to obliterate it, the rune was completely exposed, glowing with wisps of green light.

"Fuck... No wonder, this is an ancient talisman. No wonder the uncle can't see anything unusual!" Ergouzi stared at it for a moment and cursed angrily.

"The Dongxuan Dynasty has a long heritage, so it is not surprising that their disciples master this kind of rune."

Mo Yang used all his strength to try to erase the rune, but he couldn't erase it completely in a short time. Instead, it was like a blue mark on his neck.

"The cultivation of these people is not weak. This aura...should be above the eighth level of the extraordinary realm. Boy, what are you going to do?"

Mo Yang stretched out his hand and kept rubbing the talisman on his neck. The talisman was like a real scar, and the surface of the skin could clearly feel the bumps.

"I'm afraid it's hard to get rid of it now. The eighth level of the Transcendent Realm... I'm just using you to test the power of the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons!" Mo Yang stared at the approaching figures with a stern look in his eyes.

Those people seemed to be evil at first sight, and their direction was extremely precise, heading directly towards the direction where they were hiding.

This place happened to be in a remote place, with no human habitation within dozens of miles, so no one knew about it.

When they came to the forest, several people became alert, slowed down, and walked slowly towards the forest.

"The breath is unmistakable, right here!" One of them whispered.

A total of three people spread out at this time and slowly gathered in the direction where Mo Yang and Er Gouzi were hiding.

"boom!"

But at this moment, Mo Yang suddenly took action, running the Zhan Scroll, creating an incarnation. At the same time, his body also moved, stepping on the Script Scroll and rising into the air.

"You, retreat quickly, this is the incarnation of the body, he is a holy king!"

One of them reacted very quickly. Although he was frightened, he exclaimed when he saw two identical Mo Yang appearing.

"Retreat? It's too late!" Mo Yang said coldly.

He performed the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons, raised his fists and struck at the person who opened the mouth.

"puff!"

From a distance of nearly ten meters, Mo Yang punched out from the air.

A violent wind suddenly rose here, and the air waves in the air were completely stirred up. A golden fist mark mixed with blood rushed out, crushing half of the man's body in an instant.