The Evil Lord of All Realms

At this time, the old man was already restless, because he clearly felt the power in his body rushing through the meridians all over his body. He had to suppress it with all his strength, because he knew very well how terrible this poison was.

At the least, it will affect his consciousness and weaken his combat power, but at the worst, the consequences will be unimaginable, because from ancient times to the present, many cultivators have lost their lives to this aphrodisiac, and some will even explode and die.

Just now, just without paying attention, Mo Yang actually took the opportunity to type nearly ten imperial characters beside him. Looking at the ancient characters that exuded a terrifying aura, the old man's face became completely serious.

The desire in his body is still growing, as if it is ready to swallow up his sanity at any time, and the outside world is blocked by nearly ten imperial texts. He has to allocate part of his strength to suppress the restless power in his body. At the same time, he must also be careful to deal with the crises in the outside world. .

He had heard a lot of rumors about Mo Yang a few years ago, and he knew that the young man in front of him was different from other ordinary geniuses and could not be judged by common sense.

But before he could think about it, the nearly ten imperial inscriptions suddenly moved toward him. Facing this scene, the old man let out an angry roar. He used all his strength to mobilize his whole body, unable to avoid it. He could only be beaten. Forced to take over the power of these imperial texts.

In his opinion, although this method was unusual, he should be able to resist it, after all, Mo Yang's cultivation level was far inferior to his.

However, he obviously underestimated Mo Yang at this time, and also underestimated Mo Yang's understanding of Emperor Wen.

"puff……"

The imperial inscriptions were covered, and at this moment a few imperial inscriptions burst out with an unparalleled power.

In a scream and roar, a bloody red light suddenly burst open. The power exerted by the old man could not stop such a terrifying force, and then even his body was directly crushed and collapsed into a bloody mist. .

Although the old man relied on the sacrifice array to forcibly absorb a huge force to bless himself, which improved his cultivation level a lot, but as the so-called pros and cons coexist, the technique he cultivated was too extreme and the power came quickly. Naturally, there are serious drawbacks, and he is simply unable to unleash the true power of those powers.

According to Mo Yang's words, the old man seemed to have strong cultivation, but in fact it was just an appearance. His real combat power was several realms weaker than his current cultivation.

Facing a monster like Yuan Qi, Mo Yang could force him to death when his demonic thoughts dominated him, let alone the old man in front of him.

Moreover, Mo Yang's consciousness is also struggling at this time. His consciousness has not completely collapsed. He has been trying to maintain a trace of reason. Although Mo Yang has no choice today, he is also afraid. If the demonic thoughts completely dominate, he is not sure. Can I still be awake?

The most important thing is whether the reincarnation seal will still transform. If it transforms into a few more, the result will undoubtedly be extremely terrifying.

He stared at the exploding blood mist and was not in a hurry to take action. He was trying to suppress the violence and murderous thoughts in his heart.

The power erupted from several imperial texts was indeed terrifying. Even with the old man's cultivation level, after reshaping his body, the aura on his body weakened a lot.

His face, which was already much younger, became a little older and pale, but under the influence of God and Demon Drunk, his eyes turned blood red as if they were congested, making him look even weirder.

"Suppression!"

At the moment when the old man's body was completely reshaped, Mo Yang let out a low shout, pressed his hands violently, and the power of space poured down, turning into a space cage to cover the old man.

Although the old man retreated immediately, he did not avoid it in the end. Mo Yang took action too quickly.

"Ant, don't even think about trapping me!"

The old man roared. At this time, his state of mind was completely confused. The power in his body was no longer suppressed, and his consciousness began to become a little confused.

"I'm not trapping you, I'm killing you!"

The evil smile on Mo Yang's face was thick. After he finished speaking, he took a step forward and entered the spatial cage directly. He appeared in front of the old man like a ghost and raised his hand to grab the old man's neck.

"I thought that since you have lived in darkness for so long, you would be a surprise to me as a sacrifice to the powerful men of the entire Heavenly Demon Palace. I never thought that you would be so weak that you could not be attacked!"

"Old man, you are an evil heretic, you are no longer yourself!"

Mo Yang held the old man in his arms, and the words in his mouth were extremely arrogant.

Although Mo Yang still maintains a trace of consciousness, he is more demonic, with a terrifying bloodthirsty aura exuding from his body, and his whole person is still like an unparalleled madman.

"Don't think you are any more noble than me. It doesn't matter if I take the wrong direction with my sword. Haven't you also practiced magic? One day, you will lose yourself, just like those pathetic sacrifices before!" The old man stared at Mo Yang, with a pale face that was extremely ferocious, roared one after another.

When Mo Yang heard the old man's words, he struggled fiercely in his eyes, and the aura on his body also fluctuated. Then he raised his eyebrows, suddenly clenched his palms, and crushed the old man's neck directly.

But at this time, the old man seemed to be completely crazy, and a violent aura burst out from his body.

Mo Yang did not take action, but raised his hand to take out a few white jade bottles and smashed them. The powder of drunken gods and demons instantly filled the spatial cage. Mo Yang's figure disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he had already retreated. Outside the space cage.

A sigh came from Mo Yang's mouth, the blood in his eyes slowly faded away, and the bloodthirsty aura emanating from his body also dissipated.

In just a few breaths, the magic marks all over his body were completely gone, and clarity returned to his eyes.

Mo Yang silently stood outside the space barrier with his hands behind his back, silently sensing his whole body. He did not expect that he could escape from the possessed state so quickly. His heart seemed to calm down in an instant, and the killing and violence just disappeared.

"Sacrifice...who can use me as a sacrifice, who dares to use me as a sacrifice?" Mo Yang then sat down outside the space cage like this.

He released too much divine and demonic drunkenness in that spatial cage. Judging from the old man's current state, he won't be able to wake up for long, because the old man's consciousness has been seriously affected at this time. As long as the amount of divine and demonic drunkenness inhaled is enough, this I'm afraid the old man won't live much longer.

"It is indeed an ancient wonder flower. As long as it is used in advance, even the strong ones in the Creation Realm cannot avoid it..." Mo Yang sighed softly.

Listening to the angry roars, Mo Yang silently closed his eyes and began to sense.

He is no longer worried about the old man. This crisis has been resolved. Now he just waits for the old man to go crazy and die by himself. He doesn't have to do anything else.

Mo Yang silently sensed the situation here. There is something really weird in this secret realm. This kind of place should be destroyed if it can be destroyed, and it must not be left here.