The Evil Lord of All Realms

As the exclamation sounded, for a moment, everyone's eyes glanced towards the night sky.

There is indeed a black shadow standing in mid-air!

At first glance, he looked like a ghost, because he appeared silently and no one seemed to notice.

The nearly ten eminent monks of the Buddhist sect who were sitting cross-legged outside the Xuantian Holy Land also looked up at this time, and the expressions on each of their faces had some changes.

Some frowned, and some had a bit of anger in their eyes...

Because the person they were waiting for has arrived!

Er Gouzi looked up at the figure in the night sky. Although he breathed a sigh of relief, he also felt a little worried.

Because it knew very well that Mo Yang today was different from before. His mind was disturbed by the curse left by the Demon Emperor, and the demonic nature in his heart took over.

Although Mo Yang showed up, he may not be here to save Xuantian Holy Land.

All the powerful men in Medicine King Valley slowly gathered together, and even the faces of the Holy Emperors became serious.

Because judging from the two attacks just now, Mo Yang's combat power was much stronger than they expected.

And although Mo Yang stood quietly in mid-air at this time, he had a bloodthirsty evil smile on his face, which was completely unlike the reaction a normal person should have.

He did not go to rescue Yu Yao who was nailed to the Heavenly Dao Sacred Tree, nor did he go to rescue the suppressed Wu Zhan and the elders of Xuantian Holy Land, and he did not even take a look.

In the past, with Mo Yang's temperament, this would never have been possible.

There was no sadness or sadness in his eyes, there was just an indescribable crazy look.

He glanced at everyone, and then finally looked towards Saintess Peak, but what he was looking at was not Saintess Yu Yao, but the towering Emperor Tree.

"How dare you touch my tree!"

He finally spoke, and actually said such words that left everyone confused.

Moreover, everyone knows that the emperor tree belongs to Xuantian Holy Land, and it is even the foundation for the establishment of sects in Xuantian Holy Land.

When did you become Mo Yang’s?

After finishing speaking, he turned around, glanced at the nearly ten eminent monks of the Buddhist sect, and grinned, with a look as evil as possible.

Then he glanced at the many small families and small forces participating in the attack on Xuantian Holy Land, and finally landed on the powerful men of Yaowang Valley.

Mo Yang directly stared at the Holy Emperor holding the Great Holy Soldier!

He smiled coldly and said, "Old man, was it you who did it?"

Before the Holy Emperor of Yaowang Valley could speak, Mo Yang continued: "You are seeking death!"

He didn't have any extra words, and he wasn't as capable of weighing things up as before. As soon as he finished speaking, he actually rushed directly towards the Holy Emperor.

Er Gouzi wanted to open his mouth to persuade, but he held back the words. Now it seemed that nothing he could say would be of any use.

It looked towards the Saintess' Peak, hiding its aura and quietly lurking towards the peak.

Ergouzi understands Mo Yang, and he knows that if Yu Yao dies today, when he wakes up to Mo Yang, this will become Mo Yang's eternal pain.

Now it can't do anything else. All it can do is look for opportunities to rescue Yu Yao.

"Ignorant boy, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" the Holy Emperor of Yaowang Valley roared. When he saw Mo Yang charging directly towards him, he picked up the Great Holy War Sword in his hand and stabbed it out fiercely.

"boom……"

And at some point, a dark spear appeared in Mo Yang's hand. In the blink of an eye, two great saint-level soldiers collided violently.

There was a loud noise, and waves of energy visible to the naked eye instantly spread out, and both of them were shocked and flew out.

The Holy Emperor of Medicine King Valley retreated dozens of steps in mid-air. After stabilizing his body, his expression instantly became serious, and he was even more surprised.

Although his cultivation had reached the realm of the Holy Emperor, he was still slightly behind in this attack, which he almost couldn't believe.

However, before he could recover, Mo Yang rushed forward again, and in a flash, he was already approaching.

Seeing this scene, the two holy kings of Yaowang Valley immediately stepped forward to block it.

But Mo Yang didn't pay attention at all and allowed the attacks of the two Holy Kings to fall on him. He held the spear in his hand without changing its direction and stabbed straight at the Holy King.

It was just that the two strong men of the second level of the Saint King struck with all their strength, and the attack they fired did not make Mo Yang pause at all. Instead, they were violently shaken away by a golden brilliance.

Mo Yang instantly performed the spiritual palace vision, and golden light shrouded his body, like a mysterious picture shrouding his body.

"Eight Paths Spiritual Palace!"

An eminent Buddhist monk couldn't help but speak, and it was easy to hear the surprise in his voice.

Because from ancient times to the present, it seems that no one has been able to open up the spiritual palace to this extent...

Even though Mo Yang has the blood of the ancient gods, this has already subverted common sense.

The Holy Emperor of Medicine King Valley didn't have time to think too much, and hurriedly activated the Great Holy War Sword to slash out violently.

However, this blow actually only split the spiritual palace phenomenon that Mo Yang had summoned. With a bloodthirsty smile on his face, Mo Yang rushed to him and stabbed him with the dark spear instantly. in the chest.

Then Mo Yang swung the spear with one hand and directly picked up the Holy Emperor of Yaowang Valley.

He let out several wild laughs, and a monstrous wave spread throughout his body. The violent power poured into the dark spear along his arm, followed by a violent shock.

"ah……"

The Holy Emperor of Medicine King Valley roared several times, and his body was instantly shattered into pieces, with blood splattering everywhere.

Countless cultivators witnessed this horrific scene with their own eyes, and countless people felt chills all over.

Especially those small forces and small families who participated in the attack on Xuantian Holy Land, everyone turned pale with fear.

Anyone who sees such a scene would find it difficult to remain calm?

You must know that Mo Yang is only in the Holy King realm, and although the Holy Emperor in Yaowang Valley is only in the first level of the Holy King, he is still a Holy King after all.

And holding the Great Holy Soldier, his combat power is unquestionable.

Because he was the one who broke through the restriction of Saintess Peak with one sword before, and cut off the imperial wood on the top of Saintess Peak with one sword...

But at this time, after only two rounds, his body was directly shattered by Mo Yang.

Although as a strong man in the Holy Emperor Realm, such trauma could not threaten his life at all, but it was self-evident which one was stronger and which one was weaker.

The expressions of the other strong men in Yaowang Valley changed greatly. They didn't care about anything else at this time and immediately surrounded Mo Yang.

Because among the powerful men sent out by Yaowang Valley this time, there was more than one Holy Emperor. Several people who had fought against Wu Zhan before had stronger cultivation than the one holding the Great Holy War Sword.

"You also want to die?" Mo Yang looked at the dozen or so strong men who had gathered around him in an instant. His expression did not change, but the smile on his face became thicker, and his bloodthirsty look became even more intense.

"Mo Yang, you will die tonight!" A holy king who had been knocked away just now had the courage to shout angrily at Mo Yang.

But the moment Mo Yang's eyes fell on him, his expression suddenly changed.

Before he could react, a dark spear instantly penetrated his chest.

In his sight, Mo Yang was still standing where he was, seemingly unmoving.

But Mo Yang's sneer rang in his ears.

"Hey, if you want to kill me, you have to die first!"

Mo Yang used the War Scroll and instantly formed a clone. The clone stood on the spot, while the main body used the Xing Scroll to form a stream of light and rushed out.

Not to mention that the man was a second-level Saint King, even the several Saint Kings present did not react.