The Evil Lord of All Realms

Meng Xianyin looked flustered and struggled desperately, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free of the restraining force.

What frightened her the most was that Mo Yang was walking towards her slowly at this moment...

Because in her heart, Mo Yang is a shameless gangster.

But Mo Yang didn't take action, he walked closer, looked at her silently, shook his head after a moment and said: "You are so stupid, knowing that I have extraordinary physical strength, you still dare to fight me at close range. If you attack with the rhythm of music, maybe you can still Two more moves!”

Hearing Mo Yang's words, Meng Xianyin was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood.

Fortunately, Mo Yang didn't do anything to her. After saying this, Mo Yang glanced at the Immortal Valley, shook his head and said: "There is no useful elixir!"

Then he turned around and left.

Xia Fengliu and Er Gouzi didn't stop either. Although Er Gouzi kept muttering something and had an extremely wretched look in his eyes, they followed Mo Yang and left.

It wasn't until Mo Yang walked out of the Immortal Exile Valley that Meng Xianyin felt that the power of imprisonment had disappeared.

Not far from the Immortal Exile Valley, in the main hall of Xianyin Pavilion, Meng Xianyin rushed in in a hurry. She obviously wanted to inform the sect of the news, but after entering the hall, she was stunned before she could speak.

Because Mo Yang was already in the hall.

Only then did she realize that the atmosphere in the hall was unusually wrong. All the elders of the Xianyin Pavilion were present, and the pavilion master was still sitting in front, but the atmosphere was indescribably heavy.

The elders present all have holy realm cultivation, two of them have even reached the third level of saint, and the master of the pavilion is at the peak of the third level of saint, but at this time, he looks like he is facing a formidable enemy.

"Mo Yang, what do you want to do when you come to my Xianyin Pavilion?"

An elder spoke coldly.

They had just received some news that several powerful men of the third level of the Holy Realm had died in the Dao Dao Sect, and Mo Yang seemed to be carrying the sacred wooden bow of the Saint of the Xuantian Holy Land!

So when they saw Mo Yang at this time, everyone looked solemn.

Mo Yang glanced at the elders of the Xianyin Pavilion in the hall, looked calm, and said: "You shouldn't forget the grudge between you and me, right?"

"Although you haven't been chasing me all the time, you have done something to me before!"

"I heard that you have killed many powerful men from the Dao Sect. When you come to my Xianyin Pavilion today, do you think you want to kill us too? Young man, you are too arrogant!"

"I heard that you are showing off your power with the sacred wooden bow of the Holy Maiden of the Xuantian Holy Land. What arrogance do you have!"

The Supreme Elder of Xianyin Pavilion stared at Mo Yang and shouted coldly.

Mo Yang looked at it, condensed for a moment, and then raised his hand to pat it away.

He did not use Qi, pure physical power.

But when the elder raised his hand to block, his expression changed drastically. He heard a muffled sound, the stone slab under his feet suddenly shattered, and his feet sank directly into the ground, reaching his knees.

"I can kill you even without using any external force!"

Mo Yang looked at the Supreme Elder of Xianyin Pavilion and spoke calmly, but at this time everyone in the hall changed their expressions.

"You have no deep grudge against our Xianyin Pavilion, so why are you willing to stop?" At this time, the master of the Xianyin Pavilion stood up.

This was a middle-aged beautiful woman who looked at Mo Yang silently and spoke in a deep voice.

Although her cultivation has reached the peak of the third level, if she and Mo Yang fight to the death, both sides will suffer. Moreover, after the battle, Xianyin Pavilion will be severely damaged and will be unable to recover.

After hearing this, Mo Yang showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He retracted his palm, looked around the hall, looked at Meng Xianyin behind him, and then frowned and thought.

When the pavilion master saw this scene, there was a trace of struggle in her eyes. Seeing that Mo Yang was about to speak, she spoke first: "If you like Xianyin, you can take her away."

She did not say that she would marry Meng Xianyin to Mo Yang because she knew very well that Mo Yang had a grudge against the Dao Sect. If Meng Xianyin and Mo Yang got married, Xianyin Pavilion would definitely become the target of the Dao Sect. .

Meng Xianyin froze on the spot, her face gradually turning pale.

Her mind went blank. She didn't expect that the Pavilion Master would actually say this.

Now she is used as a pawn to resolve the grudge between him and Mo Yang.

The expression on Mo Yang's face did not change at all. After hearing these words, he looked back at Meng Xianyin, smiled boringly, and then turned around and walked out of the hall.

He didn't say anything and walked directly towards the Xianyin Pavilion Library.

A group of elders followed out one after another and watched helplessly as Mo Yang walked into the library and took away many ancient books.

Several elders couldn't help but wanted to take action, but were stopped by the pavilion master.

"Let him take it away. The skills are not in the library, and those ancient books are of little use!" the master of the pavilion said in a deep voice.

When Mo Yang walked out of the library, Er Gouzi rushed out from the other side and shook the Najie in his hand towards Mo Yang.

Ergouzi didn't care at all that the elders of Xianyin Pavilion were not far away, and said directly to Mo Yang: "I found dozens of elixirs in the treasure house. This Xianyin Pavilion is too damn shabby. There are no decent treasures!”

Several elders immediately became extremely gloomy and almost vomited blood. However, they were fine. It sounded like they had just lost some of the elixir.

Mo Yang didn't say anything, but said to Er Gouzi: "Let's go!"

"Boy, don't you want Miss Meng? It's a great opportunity. Take her away now. Wouldn't it be nice to come back with a few children to recognize your relatives in a few years..."

"Boy, why don't you understand..."

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Ergouzi's voice became farther and farther away, and Mo Yang left Xianyin Pavilion without stopping.

Because Xia Fengliu had never done such a thing before and did not want to cause trouble to Piaomiao Peak, he did not enter the Xianyin Pavilion but waited outside the Xianyin Pavilion.

After watching Mo Yang go away, the Pavilion Master let out a sigh of relief.

She said in a deep voice: "He has the blood of the ancient gods and practices ancient magic skills. If he takes action, the entire Xianyin Pavilion will be severely damaged even if it is not destroyed. Just pretend that what happened today never happened. Don't provoke him in the future!" "

"Can such an arrogant person just let it go?" An elder said with anger in his heart.

"He is the enemy of Dao Dao Sect, and his death will only happen sooner or later!" After saying this, the Pavilion Master turned around and entered the main hall.

Meng Xianyin's face was pale and she was still standing blankly in the main hall. She was the direct disciple of the Pavilion Master. She never expected that when the interests of the sect were related, she would actually become a pawn that could be discarded at will.

The helplessness and sourness in her heart made her instantly lose her sense of belonging to Xianyin Pavilion, and her heart was filled with endless confusion.

At this moment, she just wanted to leave here and didn't want to stay for a moment.

She looked at the Pavilion Master expressionlessly and bowed down.

"Xianyin, don't blame Master, Master is helpless..."

But before the Pavilion Master finished speaking, Meng Xianyin said: "Thank you Master for your many years of teaching. I want to leave Xianyin Pavilion!"