The Evil Lord of All Realms

When the drunk maniac saw that something was wrong, his first reaction was to suddenly raise his hand and transform a palm of light to grab Mo Yang, and then he quickly retreated with Mo Yang wrapped around him.

He just vaguely saw that the power in the ancient chessboard was too strong and seemed to be somewhat out of Mo Yang's control, because when Mo Yang tried to activate it, he seemed to be shocked by the power of the chessboard.

The large chessboard formation shrouded in the sky now exuded a destructive aura. The formation patterns seemed unable to withstand the violent power generated in the formation. The formation patterns dimmed and were directly obliterated.

While retreating violently, the drunkard maniac let out a low drink, and a force surged out of his body, wrapping him and Mo Yang.

This is the power of space. Although his understanding is not deep, it has already been involved in the Taoism of space. At this time, a mysterious brilliance enveloped them, as if they were directly isolated from the outside world.

"boom……"

At the same time, a muffled sound came from the sky above the Imperial City, and the chessboard formation collapsed completely. The violent power surged in all directions like a bursting river, completely submerging the void in all directions.

The sky above the Imperial City seemed to have been turned into chaos. The void collapsed silently, and endless energy fluctuations were raging. The Imperial City below bore the brunt. Countless houses were directly flattened by the collapsing air waves, turning into endless smoke and dust that shrouded the Imperial City. In the city.

Fortunately, because of the previous battle, everyone in the Imperial City had already stayed away from this place and had retreated outside the Imperial City. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.

At this time, Jiu Madman and Mo Yang were also sweating all over their bodies. The air wave burst out and directly dispersed the space power that Jiu Madman had hit. Fortunately, Jiu Madman reacted quickly enough, and he shot out several energy barriers one after another. Only by blocking did he block the terrifying air wave.

Many of the cultivators watching from a distance were frozen on the spot, their minds blank, because they had no idea what happened, and they couldn't figure out that it was Mo Yang who had stimulated the power, and the chessboard formation actually collapsed...

For Mo Yang, this change also caught him off guard and was not what he expected.

What he was most worried about at this time was whether the ancient chessboard would be damaged. After all, although the chessboard was an ancient sacred object, it was not an emperor's weapon or something that was sacrificed by the emperor.

If it is damaged as a result, it will really be more than worth the gain.

The drunk maniac was still in shock. He first looked at Mo Yang, then looked at the location of the Imperial City chessboard formation, and let out a long breath.

I don't know how long it took, but the raging air waves finally calmed down, but the imperial city was still shrouded in smoke and dust, and the diffuse smoke was like a magic mist.

Mo Yang came to the chessboard formation at this time. He urged the ancient god to scan with his left eye, and then raised his hand to pick up the ancient chessboard from the ruins below.

At first glance, there was no damage to the ancient chessboard. Mo Yang then concentrated and silently sensed it, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. The chessboard was not damaged, but the killing formation that had been condensed before was directly broken apart.

"Fortunately, it was just a drop of Emperor's blood. If there were more, it would probably be even more terrifying!" Mo Yang whispered in a low voice with a hint of fear in his heart.

Nowadays, the breath of Jiang family's strong men can no longer be felt here, and Mo Yang is not sure whether those Jiang family's strong men have fallen, but before the chessboard formation collapsed, he saw with his own eyes that the bodies of those few people were crushed.

Under the impact of such a terrifying energy storm, even if someone was lucky enough to survive, they would probably be half destroyed.

The drunk maniac came over at this time, raised his hand to take the ancient chessboard and inspected it silently, sighing: "You don't need to worry, this chessboard is an ancient sacred object, many emperors have studied it deeply, and it will not be damaged so easily!"

The ancient chessboard has long been recognized as its owner. Mo Yang had sensed it before and found that the chessboard was not damaged. He was not worried about anything at this time. He just felt a little scared when he recalled the scene just now.

The drunk maniac seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, his face became slightly solemn, and he asked through a voice transmission with his spiritual mind: "Is it the emperor's blood that was integrated into the ancient chessboard before?"

He rarely asked about Mo Yang's affairs, and rarely directly asked about Mo Yang's secrets. He was just a little worried.

Although Mo Yang did not hide anything, he did not directly mention the matter of Tiandao Sect and Underground Palace. He only said that the emperor's blood was obtained in a ruins.

When he first obtained the emperor's blood, he had thought that if the master and others needed it in the future, he would naturally give some away. After all, this kind of thing was extremely rare, and it was too rare in today's age without the Great Emperor.

After all, he has refined it a lot, and the emperor's blood will bring less and less help to his cultivation. In the end, it may only be used as a treasure that provides energy and life essence.

After listening to Mo Yang's words, the alcoholic madman didn't ask any more questions, but just sighed, nodded slightly, and said: "Emperor's blood is a treasure, it is a pity to waste it like this, you can keep it and refine it carefully, it will be useful to you. Very useful!”

Mo Yang looked at the pale color on the face of the alcoholic madman, and he said: "Master, wait a moment!"

After saying that, he flashed and entered the Star Emperor Tower. He took out two drops of emperor's blood from a blood chalcedony vase and put it into a white jade bottle. Then he sealed it with his true energy and turned around to leave the Star Emperor Tower.

Mo Yang secretly handed the white jade bottle to the drunkard.

Although there was Zhenqi enveloped, the wine maniac immediately sensed the majestic fluctuations in the white jade bottle, and immediately understood what it was. He was not calm for a moment. He raised his hand and applied another layer of sealing power, and then Pushed the white jade bottle into Mo Yang's hand again.

"This is a rare thing. Keep it and refine it. If you have the chance, you can even understand the Taoism imprinted in it!" The drunkard madman shook his head and refused to accept it.

For cultivators, the Great Emperor is the goal that all cultivators look up to and pursue throughout their lives. Even a drop of blood is a treasure, imprinted with the Tao of heaven and earth.

The reason why Mo Yang took out two drops and gave them to Jiu Madman was because he knew very well that in the previous battle, Jiu Madman wanted to fight to the death and cut off his past body, which would definitely have a huge impact on himself, and would probably lead to Daoji. If it is damaged, refining the emperor's blood to restore it may have miraculous effects.

After some persuasion, the alcoholic lunatic accepted the emperor's blood.

At this time, seeing that the smoke and dust in the imperial city had gradually cleared away, the drunk maniac did not intend to stay here.

He said a few words to Mo Yang and asked Mo Yang to stay in the Imperial City to recover. Then he seemed to say something through a message to the two Imperial City experts, without stopping, he turned around and left.

Mo Yang sighed softly. Although the drunkard maniac asked him to stay in the imperial city to recover, after all, there are still two strong men here. If a strong enemy comes, they can secretly help Mo Yang.

It's just that Mo Yang has his own plan, and he can't stay here. After all, as long as he enters the Star King Tower, those powerful enemies can't do anything to him.

"Thank you two seniors, I will come visit you another day!" Mo Yang said to the two powerful men of the Imperial City, bowed slightly, and then flew out of the Imperial City without waiting for the old monster and the old man to speak.

At this time, everyone could see it clearly. Many people were shocked and exclaimed, and there was a lot of discussion. Some people even wanted to follow him to have a look, but Mo Yang was too fast and seemed to directly activate the teleportation array, and the figure disappeared directly into the sky.

The old monster looked at Mo Yang and turned away directly. He was a little confused. Just now, the drunk maniac had sent a message to them, asking them to help him secretly if Mo Yang's enemies took action again.

Who would have thought that Mo Yang was so good that he ran away without even giving them a chance to speak.

"This kid is really a little fox. I still want to ask about what happened before. It would be better for him to just slap his ass and leave without even giving him a chance to speak!" The old man next to the old monster said with a speechless expression.

He looked at the imperial city below that had been affected to a great extent, and couldn't help but gritted his teeth: "Damn this little guy, the imperial city was destroyed like this, why didn't he even fart!"

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