The Evil Lord of All Realms

Two Holy Emperor scrolls hung in the deep sky, the dazzling divine light illuminated the entire night sky, and the terrifying aura poured down overwhelmingly.

Mo Yang's body trembled one after another. Faced with this level of pressure, no holy king would be able to bear it.

The blood-colored brilliance flowing on Mo Yang's body was actually pressed directly into his body by the coercion. At this time, he felt as if the blood all over his body was about to solidify. His true energy was blocked, and the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons technique he was performing also stopped.

As the technique was interrupted, the tall black shadow behind him dispersed silently.

"puff……"

At this time, Mo Yang's body trembled violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

The pressure was too terrifying, and the two scrolls were suspended in the air, as if two holy emperors had descended.

Er Gouzi watched this scene from a distance, his expression changed drastically. The key was that Mo Yang had no intention of retreating and seemed to want to continue the fight.

You must know that there are two Holy Emperor scrolls in the air now, and there are three Holy Kings blocking it. Not to mention Mo Yang, even if a peak Holy King comes, he will definitely fall.

It hurriedly spoke to Mo Yang: "Boy, you haven't killed enough yet, it's important to save your life!"

After Ergouzi said that, he abandoned the first-order holy king and fled into the distance. He only rushed out a few miles away. He looked back and found that Mo Yang didn't make any movement and was still standing there.

"Fuck you, damn boy, you don't want to live anymore, why don't you run away..."

At this time, Mo Yang's face turned pale. He did not look at the three Holy Kings, but looked up at the Holy King scroll in front. There were traces evolving in it, and it seemed that he was preparing a terrifying killing move.

"The Holy Emperor's methods... are indeed very powerful..."

He sighed softly, but other than a slight paleness on his face, no unnecessary changes in expression could be seen.

After saying that, Mo Yang's zhenqi, which had been suppressed back into his body, now burst out crazily. He let out a roar, and billowing sound waves spread in all directions.

"open!"

Dazzling brilliance penetrated the body, and the spiritual palace's vision manifested, with Mo Yang as the center, slowly expanding.

Under the endless pressure of the two Holy Emperor scrolls, although the spiritual palace phenomenon expanded very slowly, it slowly spread towards the surroundings. Although the small world was trembling, it did not collapse.

"you……"

The expression of the third-level holy king suddenly changed, and he stared at Mo Yang in surprise. Under such pressure, Mo Yang still had the strength to resist.

What kind of freak is this.

The cultivation of the first level of the Holy King is so ridiculously strong, can it withstand the pressure of the Holy King?

You know, even he can't bear it.

Even though Mo Yang has the blood of the ancient gods and is physically strong, logically speaking, he cannot be this strong.

As the spiritual palace vision unfolded, Mo Yang suddenly felt that all the pressure on his body was gone, but the spiritual palace vision kept trembling crazily, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

Ever since this spiritual palace phenomenon was cultivated, nothing like this has ever happened.

"Hurry up and work together, release the killing move, don't give him a chance to breathe!" After the third-level holy king came to his senses, he hurriedly spoke to the two second-level holy kings.

Then he suddenly took action, summoning all his strength and pouring it into a scroll. The two second-level holy kings also hurriedly rushed to another scroll, and they worked together to move it.

"boom……"

The two scrolls burst out with thousands of divine lights at this moment. The dazzling brilliance made countless onlookers scream. Many people's eyes were even stabbed to the point of bleeding. Even those cultivators who were not weak in cultivation hurriedly closed their eyes. , dare not look at it.

The two Holy Emperor scrolls were completely activated at this moment, the traces inside were flowing, and the pressure revealed instantly doubled.

"boom……"

There was a loud noise, and the small world that Mo Yang evolved into as a spiritual palace was shaken open.

He let out a muffled groan, opened his mouth and spurted out several large mouthfuls of blood. Those golden blood drops were dazzling under the light.

"Boy..."

Ergouzi changed his color completely and exclaimed, wanting to remind Mo Yang, because in this situation, the only chance of survival for Mo Yang was to escape into the Star Emperor Tower.

Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous.

Mo Yang staggered back, and every step he took seemed to crush the void, and a series of terrifying waves came from mid-air.

At the same time, from the Holy Emperor's scroll in front of Mo Yang, there was a huge palm protruding out and slowly pressing down on Mo Yang.

"Don't worry, this is a beautiful place with beautiful scenery. It's enough to bury you!" The third-level holy king said in a deep voice.

At this time, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Mo Yang was injured one after another. Facing the power left by the Holy Emperor, it was impossible for Mo Yang to resist this blow.

"I think it's more suitable to bury you!" Although Mo Yang looked pale, he actually responded coldly after he stabilized his body.

The people who retreated to the distance were extremely surprised at this time, and everyone looked at the deep sky.

"It's over. This scroll contains the power of the Holy King. Even the peak Holy King won't be able to withstand this blow!" Someone sighed with regret after recovering from the shock.

"Although this guy has a bad reputation, he is indeed a rare genius. If he is given enough time to practice, he will definitely become a giant!"

"I heard that the leader of the Qian Sect has died. Even if his senior brothers and sisters show up now, it will not help..."

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Amid everyone's discussion, Mo Yang's hand flashed with light, and a silver-white halberd appeared in his hand.

He let out an angry roar from his mouth, violently mobilized his whole body's strength, and used the God-killing Sword Technique. He picked up the halberd and slashed towards the palm that was pressed down.

Mo Yang struck very quickly, swinging his halberd and slashing in succession.

Five streaks of bloody sword light shot up into the sky, almost overlapping each other. The terrifying sword energy surged in all directions, accompanied by a world-shattering murderous intent.

"Rumble..."

In mid-air, the palm protruding from the scroll was split open.

"The Great Holy War Soldier, that is a Great Holy War Soldier!" An old cultivator in the distance exclaimed.

There was great murderous intent in mid-air, and a sharp sword intent seemed to fill the night sky, even the Holy Emperor's scroll trembled.

"You..." The third-level holy king glanced at Mo Yang in surprise, but he didn't expect that this blow was actually defused by Mo Yang.

There is no doubt that all this stems from the Great Saint Weapon in Mo Yang's hand. The power of the Great Saint-level weapon is extraordinary, and very few of them exist in the world.

Moreover, the sword tactics used by Mo Yang at this time were also terrifying. This set of sword tactics had too much murderous intent, and the aura it exuded was terrifying.

"So what if you have the Great Holy Soldier? Let's see how many times you can activate it!" After speaking, the third-order Holy King hurriedly activated the Holy Emperor Scroll.

Behind Mo Yang, a burst of sword energy suddenly burst out, and from the scroll behind him, dazzling brilliance spurted out, slowly condensing into a terrifying sword light.