The Evil Lord of All Realms

Seeing the slightly suspicious look on Mo Yang's face, the woman in white said a calm word.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you my name. My name is Xuanyuan Xiaoyue!"

Her voice was ethereal, like the sound waves from a wind chime blown by the breeze, soft and sweet.

But there was no emotion at all in his voice, as if he was speaking to an old monk who had cut off all his emotions and desires.

"Xuanyuan Xiaoyue..."

Mo Yang frowned and muttered softly, searching for information about the Xuanyuan family in his mind, but he quickly recalled it, and it seemed that he had never heard of this family.

However, Er Gouzi, who was standing on Mo Yang's shoulder, changed his expression slightly after hearing this. He pondered for a moment, and then spoke to Mo Yang in a low voice: "Boy, this girl is probably not simple!"

Mo Yang frowned and asked, "You know?"

Ergouzi shook his head and whispered: "I know nothing about you. I have been trapped in the tomb of the damn ancient gods for hundreds of years. These juniors are about the same age as you. How can I know them!"

It continued: "But I have heard of the Xuanyuan family before!"

"The Xuantian Continent is vast, and there are many people with the same name and surname, just one surname!" Mo Yang said.

Ergouzi whispered: "Of course some common surnames are as you said, but there are several special surnames on the mainland that represent people of the same clan, and this Xuanyuan family is one of them!"

"If the uncle's guess is correct, this girl is probably from the Xuanyuan clan, which is an imperial clan. The ancestor of the Xuanyuan clan is a great emperor. All clan members with the Xuanyuan surname in future generations will be the descendants of that great emperor!"

Mo Yang frowned after hearing this. If Er Gouzi said it according to what Er Gouzi said, the woman in white in front of him was indeed of considerable background.

After being passed down for countless generations, the power of the bloodline naturally becomes thinner and thinner as time goes by, but it is still stronger than ordinary people.

And since it is a big family, I am afraid that the Xuanyuan family's power is not simple.

Mo Yang looked at Xuanyuan Xiaoyue silently again, and after a moment, his figure flashed and flew towards the top of Qingfeng where Xuanyuan Xiaoyue stood.

"I wonder what Miss Xuanyuan wants to talk about when she asks me to talk about it?"

Flying down on the top of the mountain, Mo Yang looked calm and asked.

Xuanyuan Xiaoyue said nothing, and those eyes never left Mo Yang.

After a moment, a voice came from under the white gauze: "I heard that you defeated the genius of Yanyulou a few days ago?"

Mo Yang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and said without thinking: "There is such a thing!"

This is not a secret after all, everyone in Luoyang City knows it.

"I heard that you have practiced ancient magic skills?" Xuanyuan Xiaoyue asked next.

Mo Yang silently looked at Xuanyuan Xiaoyue's eyes, then laughed, and asked without answering: "Your ancestor is the Great Emperor, and your knowledge of Kung Fu must be better than ordinary people. I wonder what is a demon in the eyes of Miss Xuanyuan?" achievement?"

When Mo Yang was speaking, Mo Yang noticed that Xuanyuan Xiaoyue finally had a flash of emotion in her eyes, and was a little surprised.

She didn't seem to expect that Mo Yang actually knew her origins and her identity, and yet he was so calm and calm.

"Isn't the transformation of gods and demons a magic skill?"

She glanced up and down at Mo Yang, and asked directly with a hint of joking in her words.

Mo Yang was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that the other party would say this directly. However, the expression on his face remained unchanged and the smile did not diminish. He said, "Then Miss Xuanyuan, do you think I am a god or a demon?"

“You have to fight to know whether it’s a god or a demon!”

This was Xuanyuan Xiaoyue's response.

Mo Yang laughed loudly after hearing this, with a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth, and said: "It seems that Miss Xuanyuan is not going to let me leave today?"

After that, the smile on his face became even bigger and he said: "I don't like to provoke others, and I don't want to make enemies for no reason. Why don't you give way to Miss Xuanyuan? How can Mo be grateful?"

Mo Yang concentrated several times to sense Xuanyuan Xiaoyue's cultivation, but he couldn't detect it at all. He even secretly activated the ancient god's left eye to observe. What shocked him was that he still couldn't see through it.

According to past experience, even a saint could not escape the prying eyes of Mo Yang's left eye.

The occurrence of this situation now shows that Xuanyuan Xiaoyue's cultivation is definitely not weak.

Secondly, Mo Yang guessed that the skills Xuanyuan Xiaoyue practiced might not be simple.

"Since I'm waiting for you here, I can't help you!"

Who would have thought that in the face of Mo Yang's words, Xuanyuan Xiaoyue would actually speak like this, extremely forcefully.

Those clear eyes looked at Mo Yang silently, without a smile or other emotions, but there was an extremely domineering flavor in his words.

The smile on Mo Yang's face slowly dissipated, and he said: "The girl from Yanyulou was just as arrogant as you before, but she was caught by me to warm the bed and forced me to do something. Have you thought about it?"

Mo Yang stared at Xuanyuan Xiaoyue's eyes, and at this time he clearly caught a flash of murderous intent in her eyes.

"boom!"

Immediately, Xuanyuan Xiaoyue took action directly, stretched out her white palm, and stamped towards Mo Yang.

Mo Yang sneered, even if this person's cultivation level far surpassed his, his physique may not be as good as his. He did not retreat and directly pressed forward with fists.

"Boy..."

Er Gouzi seemed to want to remind Mo Yang of something, but it was already too late when he spoke.

The exchange of fists and palms seemed to be extremely casual, but Mo Yang's body was actually shaken back and forth, and the entire green peak was shaking. In an instant, several huge cracks appeared on the top of the mountain.

However, Xuanyuan Xiaoyue was also retreating. Her figure used the force of the counter-shock to change her position, flying back more than ten meters away, and then landed lightly on a rock.

Mo Yang retreated directly to the edge of the mountain top, leaving a row of deep footprints in front of him, with cracks spreading in all directions centered on those footprints.

"It's somewhat interesting. With fifth-level cultivation in the extraordinary realm, the physical strength is comparable to that of a saint!" Xuanyuan Xiaoyue said.

But her words were still very calm, and there was no hint of surprise.

The difference was that Mo Yang was shocked. This was the first time he met a young person with such a strong physique, and the key was that she was a woman.

"Boy, I forgot to remind you before that the technique practiced by the Xuanyuan clan is an emperor's art, which focuses on body training!" Ergouzi spoke at this time.

Mo Yang was speechless, no wonder Xuanyuan Xiaoyue looked so delicate and frail, but her body was so terrifying.

"Damn dog, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"Boy, you didn't even ask. I just wanted to remind you, but seeing that you have already taken action, and seeing that you are so brave and invincible, I can't bear to interrupt you."

Mo Yang frowned and whispered: "Have you seen her cultivation?"

Er Gouzi said: "A little better than Qin Xiaoniu, one foot has already stepped into the threshold of the saint!"

Mo Yang breathed a sigh of relief. He had previously guessed that Xuanyuan Xiaoyue might be a saint, but now it seems that the result is better than he expected.

"Boy, don't be careless. Xuanyuan Jue is not comparable to the twelfth level of Yanyu. Maybe she won't warm your bed, but you will be left cold here!"

Mo Yang didn't say anything, stared at Xuanyuan Xiaoyue, and said: "You are not bad, I never thought that a girl like you could be so tough!"

Xuanyuan Xiaoyue was calm at first, but when she heard the word tough, a chill came into her eyes, and she pointed towards Mo Yang with the jade flute in her hand.

A ray of green light rushed out from the jade flute, like sword energy, with a sharp aura, which made Mo Yang's expression change slightly.

Mo Yang suddenly dodged and rushed into the air. The ray of green light was extremely terrifying, like a sharp sword, and it cut off a large section of the top of Qingfeng in an instant.

Large rocks collapsed in the smoke and dust, and there was a rumble.

Large amounts of smoke and dust rose into the sky, and Ergouzi, who was about to speak, was choked and coughed violently several times.

"Damn it, little girl, you're blind, you're going to chop this kid on the head, it's not the uncle who asked you to warm the bed!"

Er Gouzi stared at Xuanyuan Xiaoyue and cursed.

There was a chill in Xuanyuan Xiaoyue's eyes, and she glanced at Er Gouzi coldly, then fiercely waved her jade flute towards Mo Yang.

"clank……"

Like the sound of a sword, the jade flute swept across and shot out several green lights again. A fierce and unrivaled aura shrouded the place. The seemingly chaotic attacks turned out to be like a killing array, directly sealing Mo. Yang's retreat.

Mo Yang's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly activated the scroll, his figure flashed quickly, and then turned into an afterimage and rushed out.

Although he avoided it with his body, his left ear was still cut open by a sharp aura of blue light, and a few drops of golden blood came out.