The Evil Lord of All Realms

Seeing that the old man directly used the secret method to forcefully break his body and give up his body in exchange for a chance to survive...

All the onlookers were stunned!

Even Mo Yang didn't expect that the old man would be so decisive at the last moment, even abandoning his physical body in order to survive.

Although at the old man's level, he can completely separate his soul power from his body and not die, there is a prerequisite. He must find a suitable body in a short time, otherwise his soul power cannot exist for a long time.

But for cultivators, the physical body is the foundation. Although the old man fled far away this time, it is no longer possible to kill Mo Yang in the future.

Even if he could really seize a physical body, his cultivation level would plummet.

As soon as the old man's soul power left, the imperial text fell suddenly.

At this moment, it really feels like the end is coming, as if the sky is collapsing...

There was a loud noise, and the buildings within several miles were destroyed and turned into dust in an instant.

The unparalleled aura swept crazily in all directions along with the collapsing waves, forcing many onlookers to retreat again and again.

In the diffuse smoke and dust, a strong man concentrated his eyes and saw Mo Yang. He looked terrible at this time, his clothes were broken, and his whole body was like cracked porcelain. It was full of cracks and golden blood was everywhere...

It was clear that he himself had been horribly traumatized.

Today, he forcibly carved the emperor's text in order to kill the old man. After all, it was too forced. Moreover, although he carved the emperor's text, he didn't seem to understand it deeply, and he seemed to have suffered the backlash.

But in the end, no one expected that the old man would be so decisive and break his body into pieces and escape.

But before everyone could recover, a white bolt snaked from a distance, passed through the diffuse smoke, and swept Mo Yang away in an instant.

Many cultivators hurriedly looked up and saw in a daze that it was the saint of Xuantian Holy Land. However, Yu Yao did not stop, her body disappeared in a flash and escaped directly into Xuantian Holy Land.

Ergouzi, who had been watching the battle from a distance, also hurriedly retreated and followed back to Xuantian Holy Land.

Mo Yang did not see that there was an old man wearing a bamboo hat and black robe in the crowd. This man was Wu Zhan. He seemed to be relieved, and then silently turned around and left the crowd.

There was also a mysterious young man in the crowd. Seeing Mo Yang's body being swept away, he glanced at the young man next to him and whispered: "As expected of my junior brother... Xiao Wu, let's go!"

Qin Xue stared blankly in the direction of Xuantian Holy Land, feeling inexplicably. Seeing Mo Yang being swept away by Yu Yao, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. It was just the impact of what she witnessed today. It was too big, and I was even more shocked.

"Is he already this strong..." Xuanyuan Xiaoyue sighed feebly. At this time, she had not yet fully recovered from the shock, and murmured, looking a little lost.

A strong man from the Xuanyuan family next to her said with some sigh: "His master's cultivation is unparalleled, and he himself is extremely talented. With the guidance of such a strong man, even a fool cannot do anything!"

"Yue'er, you have to seize the opportunity. He is always just a young man with a strong heart!" The old man continued to say this.

Xuanyuan Xiaoyue didn't say anything. Now the family ancestors are planning to make friends with Mo Yang. More than one clan elder has mentioned this to her. After hearing it too much, she became a little numb.

The Xuanyuan family was originally an imperial clan, with a complete imperial lineage. She should not be weaker than any genius of the same age, but all this seemed so pale after meeting Mo Yang.

At the same time, on the Saintess Peak of Xuantian Holy Land, Yu Yao's eyes were full of worry. Looking at Mo Yang who was covered in blood, there was water vapor filling her eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!" A smile appeared on Mo Yang's pale face.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he found it difficult to stand still and fell down.

Yu Yao ducked to hold her, but the wounds on Mo Yang's body were still bleeding out, dyeing her white dress gold in the blink of an eye.

Only then did Er Gouzi fly down and hurriedly stepped forward to check Mo Yang's injuries.

"Why was it hurt so badly..." After Ergouzi felt it, he was no longer calm.

"The true energy in his body is in chaos, and the blood energy is rioting... The one who killed him this time must be that he forcibly carved the emperor's text, and suffered the backlash!"

Er Gouzi was walking back and forth anxiously. At this time, Yu Yao couldn't care less and hurriedly helped Mo Yang sit on the ground. She sat cross-legged behind Mo Yang and tried her best to inject the true energy in her body into Mo Yang.

"Little girl, it's useless for you to be anxious. There is such a difference in cultivation between you and him. Even if I suck you dry, it won't be of much use!" Ergouzi couldn't help but say.

"I don't know what the damn guy was thinking. He just released the Imperial Tower to kill the old guy to save trouble and effort. But he decided to take the risk to carve the Emperor's text..."

Ergouzi cursed and spoke, and then he sensed it and said, "Little girl, hurry up and get those elixirs and holy medicines from your treasure house!"

Yu Yao was impatient at this time and had no time to think too much. Under Er Gouzi's urging, she hurriedly got up and left.

Er Gouzi dragged Mo Yang into the courtyard with one paw, and instantly changed his face and said: "Damn it, don't blame me for being unkind, this girl is really stingy, if we don't use this method, those spirits Medicine left in a treasure house will only gather dust!”

"The divine bloodline in your body has almost awakened. This injury will not kill you. At most, you will sleep for ten more days and a half..."

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After dragging Mo Yang under the Heavenly Dao Sacred Tree, Er Gouzi pretended to sit down behind Mo Yang, acting like a standard human being.

Not long after, Yu Yao left and returned, bringing with him dozens of thousands-year-old elixirs and a sacred elixir treasured in the Holy Land.

Er Gouzi opened his eyes, glanced around, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and then said in a pretentious manner: "Go and guard outside the courtyard, don't disturb me, this kid is too seriously injured, it may take a long time!"

At this moment, it seemed that this guy looked like an outsider, and his words had a rather old-fashioned air.

Yu Yao's eyes were full of worry and she hesitated for a moment. She also knew that Er Gouzi was unreliable in many cases.

"Uncle, don't worry, this kid won't die!" Ergouzi said, patting his chest and vowing.

Yu Yao hesitated for a moment and could only exit the small courtyard. After all, although Er Gouzi was a beast, his cultivation was much stronger than hers.

Seeing Yu Yao retreating and hearing the courtyard door being closed, Er Gouzi eagerly swallowed the holy medicine in one gulp.

In order to create some illusion, it randomly picked up an unknown elixir, shattered it, and then stuffed it into Mo Yang's mouth.

And all other elixirs were taken away by it.