The Evil Lord of All Realms

At this time, the scene above the lake was indescribably astonishing.

Many onlookers were also surprised that most of Mo Yang's wounds healed in the blink of an eye, and they had not yet recovered from the shock.

Immediately afterwards, everyone's eyes froze again.

Mo Yang raised his hand to wipe away the light golden blood at the corner of his mouth, and then moved forward step by step.

The skin of his upper body was exposed. Although he did not have explosive muscles, the undulating muscle lines were perfect, and he seemed to have an indescribable sense of coordination.

Of course, it wasn't his naked muscles that shocked everyone.

It was a tall shadow that emerged silently behind him.

The noisy crowd suddenly became quiet, and even the strong men in the crowd stared at Mo Yang.

The reason why the powerful men from several major families came to watch the battle was not because both sides of the war were talented people.

One of the most critical reasons is because of Mo Yang's set of skills.

Many onlookers with low cultivation levels felt a sense of suffocation at this time.

Mo Yang walked forward step by step, as if walking on flat ground. When his footsteps fell, the entire lake would tremble, and the sound of footsteps could even be faintly heard.

He exudes a great sense of coercion, which is even more frightening than during the battle a few days ago.

At this moment, Mo Yang didn't feel like a young man at all...

More like an old antique that has lived for countless years!

His whole body's true energy was circulated to the extreme. In the golden true energy that penetrated his body, a coquettish bloody light could be seen, giving people an indescribable and strange feeling.

Qin Xue was staring at Mo Yang, and Mo Yang actually penetrated her attack and approached step by step.

It seemed that although Mo Yang was not relaxed under endless pressure, his steps did not stop at all.

Mo Yang's body seemed to be covered with a layer of blood-colored armor at this time, and the scene looked even weirder than before.

"As expected of the ancient magic power, it can actually elevate his power to this level..."

"What a terrifying transformation of gods and demons..."

There was an old man in the crowd who murmured with shock in his eyes.

…

Mo Yang's body came closer step by step, and no one saw him take action. However, wherever he passed, the violent power of the eighth level of Mist and Rain was wiped out.

Qin Xue's body flew back in a hurry. At this time, she was really not calm anymore, and the look on her face became horrified.

She just fought against Mo Yang a few days ago, how could Mo Yang become so terrifying in just a few days.

Even facing the eighth level of Yanyu, he can directly fight against it.

"The ninth level of mist and rain!"

She didn't dare to hesitate. After her body flew out, she hurriedly punched out the ninth level.

People on the lakeshore screamed in surprise, and countless people looked at Mo Yang walking in mid-air, and everyone was shocked and inexplicable.

Xia Fengliu was stunned on the spot, because Mo Yang didn't seem to be planning to retreat tonight, and seemed to be directly attacking this storm.

At this time, he did not hesitate in his steps and still walked forward firmly, falling step by step, making the night sky tremble.

The violent coercion spread out crazily with him as the center, and the lake below seemed like huge waves rolling up in the vast sea.

"This kid actually completely mastered the third level!" Ergouzi couldn't help but speak at this time.

Facing the ninth level of mist and rain, Mo Yang simultaneously activated the power of the third level of the ninth level of gods and demons. His aura became much stronger, exuding a heart-stopping aura.

"Brother Ergou, this technique has nine levels in total, right? Is this the third level?" Xia Fengliu couldn't believe it and asked in a low voice.

"What do you think, if this kid perfects the ninth level of cultivation, Qin Xue, a girl, will probably be suppressed in the blink of an eye, even if she struggles, she won't be able to struggle."

"So perverted?"

"Dirty boy, you don't even know what kind of technique it is. Although this set of techniques is a bit weird, when it comes to power, it is definitely the pinnacle of existence!"

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Under the exclamations of countless onlookers and the gazes of many horrified eyes, Mo Yang raised his fist and punched out violently.

The bloody light wrapped in the golden zhenqi was extremely conspicuous at this time, giving it an indescribable sense of sadness.

"Rumble..."

This punch seemed to shatter the entire sky, causing a terrifying wave in the night sky, and the ninth layer of mist and rain was instantly shaken away.

Mo Yang's body was also shaken and he retreated repeatedly, but that was all.

The tall figure behind him blurred for a while, but then slowly solidified.

Qin Xue was forced to retreat continuously, and now she had retreated to the edge of the lake.

Reflected by the waves of the turbulent lake, her face turned slightly pale.

At this time, her towering breasts were rising and falling, exuding endless temptation, but tonight she was no longer the center of attention.

More cultivators focused their attention on Mo Yang.

Many people have also noticed that the continuous use of the twelfth level of Mist and Rain consumes a lot of money for Qin Xue. This talented disciple of Mist and Rain Tower is not easy.

"What about the tenth level?"

After Mo Yang stabilized his figure, he looked at Qin Xue from a distance, and his voice still sounded calm.

Qin Xue calmed down, stared at Mo Yang and said, "You gave me a surprise!"

"You were lucky enough to block it last time, but not this time. If you want to meet me, I will help you!"

There was coldness in her voice. Even though everything tonight was beyond her expectations, she still seemed calm at this time and had not lost her footing.

Then she picked up the sword in her hand and slowly closed her eyes.

At this time, waves swept across the lake below, water mist transpired, and sheets of water mist floated high into the sky, flowing around Qin Xue's body.

The scene looked dreamlike, but the aura that came out shocked the onlookers to retreat.

"This little girl is trying her best!" Ergouzi said.

"Is it possible that Brother Mo wants to kill someone?" Xia Fengliu asked in surprise.

Judging from Mo Yang's posture, tonight is not as simple as just sparring and fighting.

Because when Qin Xue used the tenth level, the aura on Mo Yang's body began to rise again.

"Huh……"

Er Gouzi raised his head and looked at Mo Yang, with a look of surprise and uncertainty in his big eyes.

"Fuck...could this boy..."

At this time, not only Qin Xue's aura surged, but the fluctuations coming from Mo Yang's body were also getting stronger.

This seems to be no longer the third level of the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons.

Mo Yang's body seemed to have wisps of demonic flames burning at this moment, and the blood-colored brilliance flowing on his body was like wisps of beating flames.

The tall figure behind him became more solid, and his facial features could be faintly seen.

The strangest thing is that there seems to be a glimmer of light in the two dark eyes of the figure.

"I...what level is this?"

Er Gouzi stood on Xia Fengliu's shoulder and stared at Mo Yang in surprise.

Not to mention dealing with it, just looking at the weird black shadow, I felt like I was about to fall, and my mind seemed to collapse.

"So what if it's the tenth level? Break it for me!"

Mo Yang let out a roar at this time, and he punched out suddenly.

The strange thing is that the black shadow behind him moved for the first time, and in the same movement as him, he also punched forward.