The Evil Lord of All Realms

Xia Fengliu's figure blended into the night and disappeared after a few breaths.

Mo Yang frowned and sighed: "It seems that the family behind Eighth Senior Sister is more mysterious than the rumors say."

"Boy, I have lived for so many years and have seen the rise of many young geniuses, but compared to you, you are the most mysterious!" Ergouzi said.

Mo Yang didn't say anything. Judging from everything he knew so far, he knew that his life experience was definitely not simple, but the truth was still a mystery.

He looked up at the night sky and said, "Go to the Star King Tower to practice for one night and start again tomorrow."

In the Star Emperor Tower, Mo Yang did not disturb Situ Xue. He took the wild beast in and then went to the second floor of the Star Emperor Tower alone.

He sat cross-legged, adjusted his breath, and continued to meditate on the sacred scroll he had just obtained.

This set of exercises is the most powerful set of healing exercises that Mo Yang has ever heard of. As one of the six volumes of ancient secrets, its magic is self-evident from this point alone.

Once the cultivation is complete, you can be reborn with blood. As long as you don't die, even serious injuries can be recovered in a short time.

If he can master it as soon as possible, it will be equivalent to an extra death-free gold medal for him.

Moreover, compared to the War Script Scroll, the Holy Script Scroll’s mental method is simpler.

Mo Yang meditated and adjusted his breath, his mind was peaceful. During the practice, time passed quickly. When he woke up from the practice, he realized that two days had passed.

Mo Yang felt it silently, and then stood up. Practicing the technique itself is also a kind of tempering for the cultivator's state of mind. After this realization, he gained a lot, and his cultivation level is also slowly growing.

The desolate beast was left in the Star Emperor Tower. Er Gouzi followed Mo Yang and left the Star Emperor Tower. One person and one beast continued to go north.

During the three-day trip, Mo Yang passed through several cities and thousands of miles along the way, and Situ's home was not far away.

"Climb over the mountain range ahead, and you'll be not far from Situ's house!" Mo Yang stood on a cliff and looked at the mist-shrouded green peak in the distance.

"Boy, don't you think the past few days have been too smooth? Qin Xiaoniu was taken away by you, and there was no movement at Yanyu Tower!" Ergouzi said with some confusion.

"Qin Xue is in my hands and I am not completely sure. They dare not take action easily!" Mo Yang said calmly.

He thought while saying: "I'm afraid Yanyulou is searching everywhere for my identity information!"

"Boy, I have had several sensations in the past few days. I always feel that there is a pair of eyes secretly following us along the way. It is better to be careful. The Eastern Territory has been mysterious since ancient times. In the entire Xuantian Continent, people who come from the Eastern Territory We have the most emperors, this land is not that simple!" Ergouzi said seriously.

Mo Yang stood silently on the edge of the cliff, the breeze blowing up his black hair on his temples. His face had lost the childishness it once had, and now had a hint of fortitude.

"You can't even feel it. He must be a strong man. But no matter who is following him secretly, as long as he doesn't take action, it has nothing to do with us!"

After saying that, Mo Yang rose into the sky and flew towards the mountains ahead.

Shortly after they left, a figure appeared on the cliff where they had just stood.

This is a young woman holding a jade flute in her left hand. She is dressed in spotless white clothes. There is a white gauze covering her face, so her true appearance cannot be seen, but her eyes are as clear and transparent as two clear springs. That way.

"I heard that you have practiced the transformation of gods and demons, but your cultivation is a bit too weak. But that dog is a bit extraordinary. Is it really an ancient beast..."

The woman stood on the edge of the cliff and silently watched Mo Yang's leaving figure. There was no wave in her eyes, and she just whispered to herself.

"You should not be too weak after defeating the genius of Yanyulou... Maybe you will be my first surprise after coming out of seclusion!"

It wasn't until Mo Yang's figure disappeared that the woman in white stepped away. She tapped her feet lightly on the ground and soared away like a flying swallow, her body extremely light.

But the scary thing is that she just touched the ground lightly, and a full cup of tea after she left, the cliff suddenly collapsed, and huge rocks fell down.

When the woman in white looked at them, Ergouzi also had a feeling in his heart, but he didn't look at it because it was not the first time in the past few days that this kind of feeling had appeared. He had secretly observed it a few times before. But no abnormalities were found.

A few hours later, Mo Yang and Er Gouzi were about to fly over the mountain range, but Mo Yang's body suddenly stopped, and he stopped in mid-air.

"Boy, what's wrong?" Ergouzi lay lazily on Mo Yang's shoulder, not even bothering to open his eyes, and asked.

Mo Yang did not speak, but looked ahead. On the green peak in front of him stood a figure in white, with his back to him.

It can be seen that it is a young woman, with black hair like a waterfall, hanging behind her back and hanging to her waist.

You can clearly see that he is holding a jade flute in his left hand!

Seeing that Mo Yang didn't respond or move forward, Er Gouzi lazily opened his eyes and saw the figure in white at a glance.

"Hey, where is this little girl? Her back looks so careless, she shouldn't be ugly!"

"Boy, why are you standing here, in this barren mountain? Go up and touch her!"

Mo Yang glanced at Er Gouzi speechlessly. Looking at the other party's posture, it was clear that he was waiting here deliberately.

Ergouzi said before that he always felt like someone was following him secretly these days, maybe it was this person.

Mo Yang thought for a while and continued flying forward, planning to go around from one side.

Since the other party didn't take action directly, Mo Yang pretended not to see it at all. He didn't want to cause trouble.

However, just as he was about to go around, the woman in white spoke.

"Fellow Taoist, why don't you stop talking?"

Suddenly such a sentence came, which made Mo Yang stunned.

The voice was ethereal and melodious, and there was no doubt that it was a young woman. It sounded like a wind chime.

But these words seemed to come from an old man, and this was the first time Mo Yang had encountered this situation...

A young woman stood in the way, a stranger to him, asking him to stop talking?

Mo Yang paused and looked at the woman in white. The woman did not turn around. Looking at her at this time, she could see her side face, but it was blocked by a white gauze, so she couldn't see her true face.

"do we know each other?"

Mo Yang asked with a frown.

"do not know!"

The girl turned around and looked at Mo Yang.

What comes into view is a pair of clear and transparent eyes, as clean and clear as the autumn water in two rivers.

"Who are you?"

Mo Yang asked again.

This woman in white clothes is obviously not simple. She has no aura on her body and cannot feel the fluctuations in her cultivation. However, she gives people an extraordinary feeling invisibly. Her whole body is like that of a strong person, with an aura of returning to nature.