The Evil Lord of All Realms

How could Mo Yang withstand the forbidden technique cast by a Taoist master? The moment he was enveloped by the Tao diagram, his body collapsed and golden blood splashed everywhere. The scene was extremely tragic.

And as a forbidden technique, the Dao Diagram was indeed extremely weird. After crushing Mo Yang's body, the Dao Diagram did not disperse. Instead, it was like a big net that covered Mo Yang's splashing flesh and blood, and then the bloody blood came out. The brilliance turned into wisps of bloody flames and began to burn.

This is the real horror of the forbidden technique!

You can see many golden blood beads being burned directly to ashes by the bloody flames in the blink of an eye, and you can even smell the smell of burning flesh.

The old man in gray robe took a long breath. His face was a little pale, and his body was shaking slightly. It was obvious that he had spent a lot of time since his actions.

He silently sat cross-legged in mid-air, adjusting his breath and staring at the Dao Tu not far away. He would not be relieved until he saw Mo Yang turn into ashes with his own eyes.

At the same time, a figure flew down next to him. He stared at the picture for a moment, a hint of shock flashed in his eyes, and then he said: "Kill an ant, why are you doing this!"

The gray-robed old man's face was gloomy. He was a little unhappy when he heard this, but he was also a little puzzled. How could this special code be an ant? He was clearly a madman, and a madman that no one could see through.

Before taking action, he thought Mo Yang was just an ant, but in the end he was forced to use the forbidden technique at the expense of his lifespan. The final result is still unknown.

He shook his head slightly, paused for a moment, and then said: "He has many secrets hidden in him. He has thwarted my killing methods several times. If it continues, I don't know what will happen!"

"This kid is not as simple as you think. As long as you can get rid of him, let alone losing some life span, even if you die, it is still worth it!"

Hearing what the old man in gray robe said, a look of surprise flashed across the face of the strong man from the Jiang family who had just arrived. He seemed to want to say something, but he paused and did not speak. He just looked at the Fang Dao map silently.

At this time, the visitor glanced around again, looking at the battlefield as if digging three feet into the ground. He frowned slightly and couldn't help but said, "Where are those killers?"

"died!"

The gray-robed old man spoke in a deep voice. Those people died almost at the same time and did not help him at all. Just mentioning it made him sigh in his heart. No wonder the Jiang family's divine guards failed many times. Facing Mo Yang, the Heavenly Saint Realm The early cultivators seemed to have no deterrent power at all.

When the visitor heard these words, he immediately frowned. There was an old man in gray robe present, but all those people had died. He couldn't help but look at Mo Yang again, with a somewhat surprised look on his face. Is a junior so powerful? After all, Mo Yang Yang didn't seem to use the Imperial Tower today.

"Resolve it as soon as possible to avoid any changes!" The visitor stared at Mo Yang, then left these words and turned to leave.

What he calls variables is not that he is worried about other changes happening to Mo Yang, but that he is worried about the intervention of external forces, because there is a strong man standing behind Mo Yang, whose cultivation is unfathomable.

However, just as he turned around to leave, a wave of fluctuation suddenly came from the burning Dao diagram.

Originally, the blood-red flame burned very slowly, but now it suddenly started beating, and the Tao map was also trembling.

The expression of the old man in gray robe who was sitting cross-legged changed greatly, and he stood up abruptly. At this time, he could no longer care about adjusting his breath. He stared at the Dao Tu in confusion, and his heart was filled with confusion. Is this useless?

This is a forbidden technique. He even used blood essence to bless the blood sacrifice, even at the cost of losing his longevity. Could it be that he still couldn't kill Mo Yang?

Even if this method is used on a cultivator in the same realm, it will probably kill the other person, or at least half-destroy a strong man in the early stages of Dao realm. How could he not even be able to deal with a junior.

The strong man from the Jiang family who was about to leave suddenly stopped and turned back to look at Dao Tu, his expression also changed instantly.

As a strong man from the Jiang family, he also practiced this forbidden technique. Even the horror of this forbidden technique was obviously unbelievable at this time.

"This little beast...could it be that tower that is causing trouble?" The strong man from the Jiang family who had just arrived said to himself in surprise.

The old man in gray robe had a very serious face, shook his head and said: "It's not that tower, there are other secrets hidden in him, they are very weird and cannot be seen through!"

Because he had already seen wisps of magic lines floating around. This was not caused by the nine-story stone tower at all, but by a power hidden in Mo Yang's body, which was extremely strange.

As soon as he finished speaking, wisps of magic patterns spread out, like wildly growing vines. In just a few breaths, the power of the diagram was torn to pieces. Those blood-red flames kept beating, unable to destroy those vines at all. The magic pattern burned, but the flame began to extinguish.

"boom……"

Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled sound, and a breath suddenly burst out from there. Countless magic patterns were intertwined. The previous scene was staged again. Those magic patterns were spreading and evolving at a rapid speed. It seemed that there were more and more magic patterns. There are two paths, densely packed.

This scene was extremely weird. The gray-robed old man's face instantly turned ugly. His heart was beating violently. What the hell was this? It looked like some kind of mark. It was too weird.

After several times of squeezing out the trump card, instead of killing Mo Yang, it seemed more like he had succeeded in Mo Yang, because the aura coming out of there was much stronger than before.

Countless questions filled the gray-robed old man's mind, all of which completely subverted his knowledge and completely deviated from martial arts.

"Hurry up and take action, he's not dead yet!" The old man in gray robe spoke in an unusually urgent voice.

After saying that, he took action directly and struck out with several peerless sword rays. Not only did the magic patterns not be destroyed, but the mysterious patterns quickly increased in size.

Seeing this scene, another strong man from the Jiang family also changed his color. He did the same thing, but the result was the same.

"Hurry back to the family. This son is too weird. I'm afraid I can't kill him with ordinary methods. To kill him, I'm afraid I have to activate the emperor's sword today!" The old man in gray robe looked at the other strong man from the Jiang family, and his tone became more urgent.

It's just that the movement in Mo Yang's place was so shocking, streams of aura burst out continuously, and then as the gray-robed old man expected, the magic patterns evolved rapidly. There were only two mysterious patterns before, but now they have become Three ways.

"He must have practiced some kind of evil magic, and he can be resurrected with the help of these magic patterns. If the magic patterns are not dispersed, I'm afraid I won't be able to kill him!" the gray-robed old man shouted.

In just a few breaths, the magic patterns were completely condensed into three mysterious patterns, and Mo Yang stood there silently, his body covered in blood, his eyes closed tightly, obviously still alive and well.