The Evil Lord of All Realms

Originally, Lu Xiyue didn't want to have anything to do with the ancient race, and she didn't want to go into this muddy water, but Mo Yang had already set off to follow, so she frowned and had no choice but to follow.

"Junior brother, the ancient race is too mysterious. Since their birth, there have been many opinions about them. It seems that there is no weak one. Let's avoid provoking them!" Lu Xiyue felt that Mo Yang had a lot of murderous intent, so she couldn't help but tell her again.

"Senior sister, don't worry, I'm sensible, I just followed you and took a look!" Mo Yang responded.

"Since they were born, I don't know how many family forces have been bloodbathed by them. If they really go to the Buddha Sect, I'm afraid it won't do anything good!"

Hearing what Mo Yang said, Lu Xiyue's face changed slightly, and she whispered: "Junior brother, are you saying that they are going to attack the Buddha Sect?"

Mo Yang shook his head: "That's not the case. The Buddha Sect is too deep and has been standing on the Xuantian Continent for countless years. These young people from Taixu Mountain don't have the guts to touch the Buddha Sect. .”

Lu Xiyue glanced at Mo Yang suspiciously, as if she wanted to ask something, but she just opened her mouth and endured it.

The two followed quietly all the way. After walking for a while, Mo Yang said coldly: "As expected, we are going to the Buddha Sect."

Mo Yang has been to the Buddha Sect several times. There is only one big force in this area, the Buddha Sect, and about twenty miles away from this direction is the Buddha Sect.

The reason why Mo Yang followed secretly was because he was very confused. What on earth were these young powerful men from Taixu Mountain going to the Buddha Sect for? Did they want to collude with the Buddha Sect like they did to Yaowang Valley, or what else?

Because the Buddha Sect plays an important role in Xuantian Continent, the attitude of the Buddha Sect towards the ancient races is related to the evolution of the entire Xuantian Continent.

The young powerful men of the ancient race rode the strange beasts all the way to the gate of the Buddha Sect. With a arrogant attitude, they sat on the backs of the strange beasts and looked at the closed Buddha Sect. At the mountain gate, the young man at the head actually used the sound technique to directly transmit the message to the Buddhist sect.

More than a hundred feet away, Mo Yang and Lu Xiyue were hiding in the dark.

"The Buddha Sect proclaimed itself a sect and cut off contact with the outside world. Do they want to forcefully knock on the gate of the Buddha Sect?" Lu Xiyue said in surprise.

"Looking at it like this, it seems that some of the comers are evil!" Mo Yang frowned and sighed softly.

He was also thinking in his mind that these strong men from Taixu Mountain came to the Buddha Sect today, just as Lu Xiyue said, and seemed to forcefully knock on the gate of the Buddha Sect. Would this be different from the strong men from Taixu Mountain in Tianyan City? Related to the fall.

Several sound waves were transmitted into the Buddha Sect Mountain Gate one after another, and the closed Buddha Sect Mountain Gate was slowly pushed open.

An old monk appeared at the gate of the mountain, silently looking at the silver-haired young men and women sitting on the backs of the strange beasts. After a moment, they joined hands and bowed, and then motioned for the few people to enter.

"This old sweeping monk still looks unfathomable..." Mo Yang sighed.

Mo Yang had seen that old monk several times before, but he couldn't see through it at first. Unexpectedly, now that he had reached the third level of the Heavenly Saint Realm, when he looked at the old monk again, he still had an unfathomable feeling.

"The water in this Buddhist sect is indeed deep enough!" Mo Yang then sighed softly.

But Mo Yang also knew that this might have something to do with the skills practiced by the Buddhist sect, and maybe the old monk's cultivation was not that scary.

"When did the Buddha Sect become so good-tempered? Back then, they chased and killed their junior disciples again and again. They talked about benevolence, justice and morality, but in fact they were more hypocritical than anyone else. I'm afraid these old bald men don't have many good things!" Lu Xiyue said with a deep emotion. of ridicule.

Mo Yang couldn't just let go of his mind to sense the movement inside the Buddha Sect's mountain gate. After silently observing for a moment, he frowned and said: "I'm afraid these ancient races won't leave for a while, let's go!"

Lu Xiyue nodded and said: "Junior brother, no one really understands the situation of the ancient race nowadays, and you have also seen these powerful people. I am afraid that none of them are easy to mess with. You should try to avoid them if you encounter them."

Mo Yang smiled and said nothing, and then the two quietly retreated.

After leaving the Buddha Sect, they continued to go north, flying in the air, and soon left the Southern Wilderness.

In the Central Territory, they walked through cities one after another. Just like before, Lu Xiyue took a lot of silver notes from Mo Yang, bought a lot of strange things in those cities, and even bought a pill furnace... …

And Mo Yang would observe carefully every time he walked into a city, hoping to see Yu Yao's figure on a certain street or at a corner, but after walking through nearly ten cities in a row, he never saw that familiar figure. arrive.

Mo Yang stayed in the Central Region these days to see if there was any news. Regarding the matter of the powerful ancient race going to the Buddha Sect, Mo Yang always felt that it was not that simple.

It was just that for several days, he didn't hear any news, and the cultivation world was very calm.

On this day, Mo Yang and Lu Xiyue entered King Mu's city. At first glance, the city was as bustling and lively as ever. However, after Mo Yang inquired casually, he realized that the Mu family's mansion had long been divided up. It has even been forgotten by the world.

Mo Yang's visit to King Mu City this time was like revisiting his old place. When he walked on the ancient streets here, he felt many sighs in his heart.

When walking past a restaurant, a drop of blood suddenly fell down. Lu Xiyue was startled, and then a corpse fell from the restaurant, landing just a few meters in front of Mo Yang and the others.

The pungent stench suddenly filled the air. When Mo Yang looked up, a head poked out of the window of the restaurant and glanced coldly downwards. It was a young man from the ancient race.

Pedestrians around were immediately frightened and exclaimed, and they all retreated around. Looking up at the restaurant, they were also talking about it.

"puff……"

Before Mo Yang could speak, blood spattered from the window again, and then the two halves of his body fell down.

The two people who were killed one after another were both human cultivators. Their cultivation levels were not considered strong, but they were not weak either. They were both in extraordinary realms.

Mo Yang frowned immediately. He had walked through many cities in the past few days and met several ancient races, but he did not provoke them. He did not expect that he would encounter such a thing in King Mu City today.

"The ancient race is too arrogant. They have killed more than ten human cultivators in the past few days... On the territory of my human race, you are a little too unscrupulous!" An old man looked up at the restaurant, his face filled with anger. He spoke willingly. Xinbiquge

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a sword wave suddenly swept down from the restaurant. Although it was aimed at the old man, if the sword wave fell, many people would be affected, including Mo Yang and Lu Xiyue.

Lu Xiyue was surprised and hurriedly pulled Mo Yang to retreat, but Mo Yang stood there with no intention of retreating. Seeing the sword wave sweeping down, a ray of light suddenly burst out from his eyes, and the sword wave was swept away. The wave dispersed instantly.

"Huh……"

Suddenly there was a whisper in the restaurant, and the young man from the ancient race who poked his head out again looked down, his eyes narrowed slightly and fell on Mo Yang.

"puff……"

But before he could speak, a ray of light flashed out of Mo Yang's eyes, and he instantly chopped off the head of the ancient race. A large wave of blood spurted out, instantly causing a cry of exclamation.

Lu Xiyue was stunned, unable to react for a moment. Mo Yang was so direct, and without saying a word, he took action, and cut off the young man's head with a single glance.