The Evil Lord of All Realms

After all the powerful men in Yaowang Valley came to their senses, they were all shocked and angry. Being surrounded by more than ten of them, Mo Yang was still able to succeed with one attack.

But just as they were about to take action, Mo Yang once again unfolded the spiritual palace phenomenon. The small golden world directly blocked all the powerful men in the Medicine King Valley dozens of meters away. At this time, no one could get close to him.

After the second-level holy king was penetrated through the chest by Mo Yang, a deep look of fear appeared in his eyes.

In the past, he was surprised to hear many rumors related to Mo Yang, but it was okay, but now when he actually confronted Mo Yang face to face, he truly realized how terrifying this junior was.

Especially the bloodthirsty and cruel smile on Mo Yang's face now made him shiver just looking at it.

It was only now that I was frightened, it was already too late!

Mo Yang swung up his spear and swiped it violently, and the sharp spearhead instantly cut his body open.

Then Mo Yang grinned at him, and at some point he took out the creation furnace in his hand. He picked up the alchemy furnace with one hand and slammed it down towards him.

"puff……"

The void seemed to collapse instantly, with blood splattering everywhere...

The second-level holy king's head exploded first, and then his body was instantly smashed to pieces.

The collapsed flesh and blood were filled with blood and light, squirming at extremely fast speeds and gathering on their own.

However, Mo Yang grinned, picked up the creation furnace with one hand and directly collected the collapsed flesh and blood.

"If I want to kill you, you will have to die. You still want to reshape your body?"

"boom……"

He slammed his palm on the Creation Furnace, and a powerful force was instantly shocked by him. The Creation Furnace trembled violently, and let out several shrill roars, but the time was very short, and the whole process only took a few breaths. , the movement completely disappeared.

Only a handful of burnt black powder was left scattered...

Like a bloodthirsty maniac, he killed a holy king in just a few breaths, and then turned back to look at the powerful men in Medicine King Valley, showing an evil smile.

The other strong men in Yaowang Valley were extremely frightened and furious. Mo Yang opened the Eight Paths Spiritual Palace. Once the vision was unfolded, even if they worked together, they would not be able to blast away the vision in the spirit palace in a short time.

If Mo Yang keeps using this method, the consequences will be disastrous.

If this is true, these powerful men will be defeated one by one by Mo Yang, and in the end they may all be destroyed here.

"Gather together first, don't give him a chance to defeat them one by one!" The Holy Emperor whose body was shattered before said in shock.

He was really scared, Mo Yang was completely different from before, and now the crazy energy alone was frightening.

However, at this moment, the eminent Buddhist monk sitting cross-legged outside Xuantian Holy Land moved.

A total of nine eminent monks stood up one after another at this time.

There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd of onlookers, and the strong men of the Buddhist sect were finally about to take action, because these people had been sitting cross-legged in the mid-air outside Xuantian Holy Land before, and now they took action.

However, they did not attack Mo Yang directly, but their figures flashed and dispersed in several different directions.

After finally waiting for Mo Yang to show up today, what they were most worried about was of course Mo Yang escaping, so at this moment nine figures flashed, first blocking all of Mo Yang's ways.

Then the nine people sat down cross-legged in the void. They were surrounded by brilliance. After sitting cross-legged, they were surrounded by golden light. Huge golden lotuses bloomed from under them, as if they were being held up by mysterious magic weapons. .

"This is an ancient formation. Didn't the Buddha Sect say it was just to suppress Mo Yang? Do they want to destroy Mo Yang directly here?"

Among the onlookers, several old cultivators couldn't help but exclaimed.

Although the cultivation of these nine eminent monks were all unpredictable, they did not underestimate Mo Yang. All nine of them actually started to attack together, and they started to use a terrifying ancient formation as soon as they came up.

"The Buddha Sect's Demon-Slaying Formation is a real killing formation, and it is very different from the Demon-Slaying Formation!"

Then someone spoke.

Seeing the nine eminent monks of the Buddha Sect take action, the powerful men in Yaowang Valley hurriedly retreated.

They took action this time, relying on the presence of the Buddha Sect to take the lead.

Looking at this scene, the evil smile on Mo Yang's face did not diminish. He still stood silently, looking at the nine Buddhist monks surrounding him, and actually grinned.

"You few bald donkeys, aren't all of your protectors still dead? Why don't you come this time?"

An old monk slowly opened his eyes, with no anger on his face. He looked at Mo Yang silently and said, "Demon disciple, you are in doom today. Today we will transform you into Dao Fruit and get rid of your demonic heart!"

"The Demon-Slaying Array has been completed. If you are willing to put down the butcher's knife, there is still a glimmer of hope. If your demonic nature does not change, you will be destroyed in both body and soul within this array!"

Hearing these words, Mo Yang burst out laughing. He danced wildly, watching the old monks sitting down with golden lotuses blooming, and watching the dazzling golden Buddha light interweaving into a large array to envelope him. He had no intention of retreating. .

Instead, he suddenly raised the black spear in his hand and pointed it at the senior monks.

"Haha, you are well on your way to the Demon Slaying Array. I will kill you and the other bald donkeys today, and I will go to the Buddha Sect and destroy the statue of the Buddha!" ​​Mo Yang laughed wildly.

There was a bit of anger in the eyes of the nine old monks, but they didn't say anything anymore. Everyone closed their eyes, and their whole bodies were bathed in the golden brilliance.

Gradually, the sound of chanting came here.

Although the sound waves are ethereal, they are like beating drums. Every word that falls can make everyone's souls tremble.

Everyone was shocked. Mo Yang was really possessed. Facing the killing formation created by the Buddha, he didn't even retreat.

All the strong men in Yao Wang Valley retreated one after another. Seeing that Mo Yang actually refused to retreat and allowed the demon-slaying array to envelope him, every strong man in Yao Wang Valley breathed a sigh of relief.

The Demon-Slaying Formation is a killing formation of the Buddhist sect. This formation is rarely used. According to rumors, it seems to have only been used once in ancient times.

It is said that no one can escape from the Demon Slaying Formation.

Ergouzi, who was hiding in the dark, saw this scene and wanted to speak several times, but he finally managed to lurk to the top of Saintess Peak and was worried that speaking would reveal his whereabouts.

Ergouzi muttered in confusion: "It's over, God damn it, he's completely crazy..."

Mo Yang held the black spear and slashed wildly in the Demon-Slaying Formation. Although the power he unleashed was extremely terrifying, the golden-light-shrouded formation actually remained motionless.

The terrifying sword energy slashed upwards, and was instantly transformed by the flowing golden light, and was smoothed away in the blink of an eye.

"boom……"

At this time, in the center of the formation, a golden beam of light suddenly fell, instantly knocking Mo Yang down.

The power contained in the beam of light was so terrifying that even Mo Yang's powerful body was torn open several times. The flesh on his arms was split open, and golden blood continued to gush out from the wounds.

In the night sky, the sound of chanting became louder and louder, as if it was everywhere. Even if you closed your hearing, the ethereal sound waves still sounded in everyone's mind, unable to be separated.

"Haha, interesting!"

However, Mo Yang seemed to be going crazy and was still laughing wildly. His hair was dancing wildly, his body was covered in blood, and even the unfolding spiritual palace vision was completely turned into a strange blood red.

However, in the Demon-Slaying Array, the spiritual palace vision he unfolded was also horribly suppressed. The blood-colored aperture was violently turbulent, and then a golden beam of light fell, and the vision instantly collapsed.

Mo Yang's body trembled violently, and blood continued to flow from his mouth.