The Evil Lord of All Realms

Although Mo Yang's cultivation has increased a lot, after all, he is still only at the eighth level of the Transcendent Realm, and she is already at the Saint Realm.

He couldn't even sense Mo Yang's movement trajectory!

Qin Xue's expression changed several times. The movement skills that Mo Yang originally practiced were extremely wonderful. Now with the twelve levels of mist and rain, even though Mo Yang only practiced the first six levels, the movement skills he displayed now seemed to have jumped to a higher level.

"Is this enough of a surprise?"

Mo Yang's voice sounded, making the young man look cautious.

Because the fog was shrouded on the lake at this time, Mo Yang's figure seemed to be integrated into the fog and was no longer visible to the naked eye.

"boom……"

Suddenly, the mist surged, and a fist mark blasted towards the young man.

The young man's expression changed slightly, but after all, he was cultivated in the Holy Realm. He suddenly released his body-protecting energy and withstood Mo Yang's punch.

A muffled sound, like a drum, shook the lake below.

The young man was shocked and flew back one after another, but he was not injured. He stared coldly at the surging mist, and the aura around him gradually became violent.

Everyone can see that even though he has a holy realm cultivation level, he is serious at this time and does not dare to be careless.

The geniuses gathered in the Tingyu Pavilion all left the pavilion one after another and landed on the lake shore to watch the battle.

Looking at the scene on the lake, everyone was uneasy, and several people were talking about who Mo Yang was.

Because the movement skills displayed by Mo Yang at this time were too weird, and looking at the scene on the lake, it seemed to be somewhat similar to the Twelve Levels of Misty Rain in the Misty Rain Tower.

Some people even looked at Qin Xue suspiciously.

Although there has been a lot of turmoil over the ruins of the ancient divine dynasty in recent days, people occasionally talk about Mo Yang and Qin Xue. Now, what Mo Yang is performing is actually similar to Yanyulou's tower-suppressing technique, which has to be annoying. Suspect.

"Is it possible that Fairy Qin really passed on the twelfth level of Yanyu to Mo Yang? That is the tower-suppressing technique of Yanyu Tower..."

"So what about the Tower-Suppressing Kung Fu, Mo Yang has mastered it and passed it on to Mo Yang. Isn't it strange? Isn't it strange!"

"This Mo Yang is so brave. This person is a famous genius of the Xuanyuan family. His cultivation has already reached the Holy Realm. He dares to take action directly. He is simply seeking death!"

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Everyone was talking continuously, and at this time, the fog above the lake became thicker and thicker, even the young man's body was obscured.

There were more and more spectators on the shore, and there was a lot of discussion. No one knew that the young man saw a scene that he could not believe in his dreams.

Then the fog blocked it, and Mo Yang directly used the War Scroll, and two incarnations emerged.

"Is this surprise enough?"

Mo Yang stood a few meters away and looked at the young man calmly.

The young man's face was solemn, and the shock in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

As we all know, only those who are strong in the Saint King Realm can display the external incarnation, and Mo Yang's cultivation level has not even reached the Saint Realm, but is only in the eighth level of the Transcendent Realm...

Such a subversive method made the young man's mind instantly turbulent.

His first reaction was that Mo Yang had hidden his cultivation, otherwise how could he dare to openly challenge him?

However, even if he saw three figures of Mo Yang standing in front of him at this time, no matter how he sensed it, Mo Yang still only had the eighth-level cultivation of the Transcendent Realm.

Three figures turned into three streams of light and rushed towards the young man from three directions, and the white mist was stirred up into violent turmoil.

But this is obviously not an ordinary mist. If it were an ordinary mist, a random burst of energy would be enough to disperse a large area.

At this time, the many onlookers standing on the lakeshore could only hear the sounds of fighting and collision coming from the mist.

Qin Xue's expression changed several times, and her heart was extremely uneasy.

In such a short period of time, Mo Yang was able to comprehend the twelfth level of Misty Rain to such an extent, silently creating a white mist, and Mo Yang's extraordinary movement skills were enough to make up for the gap in cultivation.

"What kind of technique is this? How can you condense the incarnation outside your body!"

After several fights, the young man asked Mo Yang in surprise.

Although Mo Yang's cultivation was far weaker than him, with the cooperation of the two incarnations, he could only fend off.

But Mo Yang didn't say anything. His action tonight was not impulsive, but he really had the intention to kill.

When the young man saw him, Mo Yang felt a murderous intention.

Such a powerful enemy can only be eliminated one by one.

The reason why Mo Yang urged the twelfth level of Mist and Rain to form a large white mist was naturally for a purpose, not just to cover up his technique.

But it was to make Ergouzi do it without anyone noticing.

Mo Yang knew very well that with his current level of cultivation, it would not be easy to kill this young man.

At this time, the fog on the entire lake was thicker. At first glance, it looked like ice several feet high covered the lake. The scene was indescribably weird.

Many onlookers looked at Qin Xue, but in the face of many comments around her, she said nothing and just looked at the sky above the lake silently.

"boom……"

Suddenly, the shrouded white mist violently turbulent, accompanied by an angry roar.

"Beast, it's you again, seeking death!"

Everyone could tell that this was not Mo Yang's voice, but the voice of the young man from the Xuanyuan family.

"boom……"

There was another loud noise, and a large area of ​​the shrouding fog was directly shaken open, and a figure was blasted out.

Everyone hurriedly retreated, and as a house on the shore of the lake was smashed, everyone saw clearly that it was the young man from the Xuanyuan family.

Immediately, Mo Yang rushed out. He was holding a long sword in his hand, and the bloody sword light was like a life-threatening killing light, slashing towards the young man fiercely.

At this time, the aura on his body was extremely astonishing. It didn't look like the aura of a transcendent realm cultivation at all. It was powerful and strange.

"clang……"

When everyone looked horrified, a ray of light appeared in front of the young man at some unknown time, blocking Mo Yang's sharp blow.

A figure in white appeared there.

"You are so brave to kill members of my Xuanyuan family in front of me!"

The voice was very calm, as melodious as a wind chime, but the words were extremely strong.

There is no doubt that this person is Xuanyuan Xiaoyue. She is holding a jade flute in her hand. There is a veil on her face, and only a pair of clear, rainbow-like eyes are exposed.

"I thought you didn't care about his life or death, why do you still want to fight?" Mo Yang didn't seem surprised, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, as you wish!" Xuanyuan Xiaoyue said such a sentence without any confusion in her eyes.

"Little girl, I advise you to think carefully, you may die in this battle!" Ergouzi lay on Mo Yang's shoulder and looked at Xuanyuan Xiaoyue and spoke.

Xia Fengliu in the distance let out a low sigh. He ducked to Mo Yang's side and said, "Brother Mo, it's just a sparring match. Let's stop there. There's no need to fight to the end!"