The Evil Lord of All Realms

The scene outside Tianhen Mountain was a shocking change for the countless human beings watching.

Jian Shan, the great disciple, had just launched an attack in a way that no one had expected. He instantly attacked several powerful men of the ancient race on the top of Tianhen Mountain. He even secretly arranged a sword formation at some point to seal those people away. .

If there was no external intervention, he would have enough time to take Nie Yun away from here.

But no one expected that the change would happen so quickly, especially that huge finger, like a giant pillar supporting the sky. Although it did not fall on the crowd of onlookers, the invisible sense of oppression made countless people feel... Give birth to despair.

At this moment, the exclamations and screams from the crowd of onlookers came to mind like a wave. The figures did not care about others and hurriedly escaped.

I don't know whether they were ordinary cultivators or ordinary people without any cultivation. Some geniuses in the crowd did not stop and stepped back one after another.

But at this time, no one knows whether the person who took action is the older generation of strong men from Taixu Mountain, or other young strong men of the ancient race, because the other party has not yet appeared, and judging from the place where the divine light burst out, it is several miles away from here. far away.

On the hill where Mo Yang and the others were, there were many onlookers hurriedly retreating away, not daring to stay here any longer, because the majestic sense of oppression had already overwhelmed the place, as if it was everywhere.

At this time, Er Gouzi rushed to the green mountain with Xia Fengliu. Mo Yang glanced at Xia Fengliu, and Xia Fengliu came back to his senses, but his expression was still solemn, and his eyes were fixed on the finger.

"Brother Mo, what should we do now?" Xia Fengliu didn't have time to ask any more questions, because the situation at this time was very urgent.

They all knew Nie Yun, and they used to have a good relationship and were considered friends. If something like this happened today, if no one came to help, Nie Yun and his senior brother would definitely die here.

"Dirty boy, you are such a big man, why are you so surprised? It's a small scene, calm down!" Ergouzi said.

Hearing Er Gouzi's words, Xia Fengliu almost wanted to strangle Er Gouzi to death. He said, "Damn Gou, how long has it been? You still have the heart to joke!"

He then sighed softly: "Master said that today may be related to the fate of the human race. I am worried that they may not just compete with each other. A battle post will gather all the geniuses of the human race here. I am afraid that they want to use this to catch all the geniuses of the human race!"

The Saint of Yaochi glanced at Xia Fengliu with some surprise, feeling that this idiot seemed to have a lot more ideas now and seemed to be much more cautious.

"Don't be anxious, they won't die as long as I'm here!" Mo Yang said calmly.

Hearing Mo Yang's words, Xia Fengliu breathed a sigh of relief, but he still couldn't help but said: "Brother Mo, be careful, I'm afraid there are many of these grandsons hiding in secret, just for fear of them suddenly attacking! "

"Dirty boy, are you acting as a boss just for show? Also, didn't you see that Five Legs and the Yaochi Saint are also here? You're afraid they won't make a sneak attack!" Ergouzi looked at Xia Fengliu with an unhappy look on his face.

Xia Fengliu then looked at the Yaochi Saint and the four-legged dragon, smiled awkwardly, and said, "It turns out they are younger siblings and a four-legged brother!"

Nowadays, the faces of the Yaochi Saint and the Four-legged Dragon don't look like before, and he didn't recognize them before.

But he was very calm. After all, he knew that the disguise technique in Mo Yang's hand was superb. It was one of the ancient six-character scrolls, and there was almost no flaw in it.

The four-legged dragon glanced sideways at Xia Fengliu, a little displeased. After all, the name "four-legged brother" is too damn unpleasant. Mo Yang called it, and it didn't dare to refute, but others also called it that, and it always let it go. It wants to go crazy.

The Yaochi Saint's cheeks were slightly red, she didn't say anything, she just nodded.

"boom……"

At the same time, a loud noise suddenly came from the sky of Tianhen Mountain. The sword array laid out by the armless young man collapsed instantly, and a total of four powerful men from the ancient race rushed out, including the silver-haired woman.

At this time, everyone looked ferocious. They did not expect that today, in full view of everyone, they would be tricked by an armless human genius.

Although the sword did not cause serious injuries to them, what was more serious than the injury was that it was really embarrassing.

At this time, everyone was filled with murderous intent, and powerful waves came out of their bodies. The solid murderous intent was directed at the armless young man who was knocked to the ground.

At this time, the great disciple of Jianshan was covered in blood. Just now, all his attention was on Tianhen Mountain, and he was hit by the finger without warning, seriously injuring him directly.

But his face was still very calm. At this time, he looked up in the air. In the two tattered long sleeves, wisps of sword energy were flowing, and a pair of arms condensed out.

He had cut three pieces in succession before, and secretly arranged the sword array with strong mental power, which was very draining on him, but judging from his current state, it seemed that he still had some fighting strength.

"Now that you are here, this place is your burial place. Do you still want to leave?" A silver-haired young man looked down at the disciple of Jianshan with a cold tone, full of murderous intent and anger.

However, at this moment, before the disciple of Jianshan could respond, the huge finger suddenly fell down.

The person who took action didn't say anything, but when he saw the great disciple of Jianshan concentrating his arms, he actually took action directly to kill this genius of human swordsmanship.

Everyone could see that the owner of this finger had extremely terrifying cultivation. Just now the most powerful disciple of Jianshan was severely injured by his finger.

"boom……"

However, when the finger came down, before the disciple of Jianshan could take action, the finger suddenly stopped and seemed to fall on an invisible barrier, being blocked in mid-air.

"Buzz..."

The entire sky was rippling like water, and an invisible force spread out from nowhere, as if it enveloped the entire sky in an instant.

"Hurry up!" A misty sound wave sounded, coming from nowhere, echoing in the air.

This sentence was obviously meant for the disciple of Jianshan. A strange expression flashed across his face, he glanced around, and then said seriously: "Thank you for your help!"

His character is just like the swordsmanship he practiced, he is very decisive and direct.

At this time, he did not hesitate, turned around and left, raised his hand towards a green mountain, grabbed Nie Yun from the air, and left directly.

"Humph, let's go, did I agree?" A cold scolding sound came. It was just a finger, but now it suddenly turned into a palm. It shook suddenly and then grabbed directly towards Nie Yun and the others.

On the top of the mountain where Mo Yang stood, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He pressed his palm lightly, and a huge fist suddenly fell from the air and hit the palm violently.