The Evil Lord of All Realms

Xia Fengliu suddenly turned around when he heard Er Gouzi's cough.

Then his eyes froze, he had been awake for several days, and it was because of him that Yu Yao returned with everyone from Xuantian Holy Land.

Because recently they have also heard the news spread in the cultivation world that the powerful men of the Ye family have returned to the Eastern Region. This time the Ye family's army was dispatched in a mighty manner to attack the Kunlun Mountains, but returned without success.

"Brother Mo, Brother Dog!"

Xia Fengliu was stunned for a moment, then spoke, and then rushed towards Mo Yang and Er Gouzi.

"Damn it... I'm not a female, and I'm of a different race from you. Don't hug me!" When Ergouzi saw Xia Fengliu spread his hands and pounced on him, he cursed and dodged aside.

A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Yang's mouth, and he gave Xia Fengliu a bear hug.

"Tsk, tsk, two great gentlemen, are you finished? My goosebumps are all over the floor. It's almost done!" Ergouzi said from the side.

Xia Fengliu let go of Mo Yang, then turned around and rushed towards Er Gouzi, startling Er Gouzi.

"Dirty boy, I'm warning you, you are blaspheming the great beast!" Ergouzi said with squinting eyes.

Xia Fengliu rolled her eyes for a moment and sighed: "I never thought I could see you again..."

The words sounded calm, but they contained too much helplessness.

When Xia Fengliu separated from Mo Yang and Er Gouzi in the Northern Territory, who would have thought that he would directly stray into a desperate place. What happened at that time, he has not even figured out yet.

"It's good to recover!" Mo Yang only said this.

"Brother Mo, thank you very much. If you and Brother Gou hadn't ventured to that Jedi land, I, Xia Fengliu, would have been a withered skeleton!" He looked at Mo Yang seriously and said.

Mo Yang smiled, patted Xia Fengliu's shoulder, and said, "We are brothers!"

"Your cultivation..." Mo Yang finally brought up the matter of cultivation, because now Xia Fengliu's cultivation is only at the Tianxuan realm. Such a huge gap, placed on a prodigy, it is easy to lose his Taoist heart. Beat down.

He originally didn't want to mention it because it was a scar for everyone.

A trace of sadness flashed in Xia Fengliu's eyes, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he said: "The cultivation level is gone, the worst is to start over again, maybe if I walk the previous path again, I will have a different perception!"

Mo Yang silently glanced at Xia Fengliu. Although Xia Fengliu seemed to be very tolerant, the sadness in his eyes could not be hidden after all.

"Throughout the ages, there are many powerful ancestors who have broken down and then stood up again. After going through life and death, if their Taoism is not dead, they will become stronger as they fight. I will wait for you and fight side by side in the future!" Mo Yang said.

Xia Fengliu laughed after hearing this and said loudly: "Okay!"

That night, several people chatted in the small courtyard until late at night. Xia Fengliu learned from Mo Yang's mouth the strangeness of the place where gods were buried, and the reason why she almost died in the first place.

"Dirty boy, I will take you to Zuihua Building tomorrow. The newly opened one..." Ergouzi said drunkenly, unable to hide the obscene look in his eyes.

Yu Yao, who was sitting next to Mo Yang, frowned for a while. Er Gouzi, a strange beast, was full of slanderous words and often hung out with Mo Yang, so he might lead Mo Yang astray.

"I plan to return to Piaomiao Peak tomorrow!" Xia Fengliu said.

Mo Yang nodded and said, "You have been away for several years, it's time to go back and take a look!"

Xia Fengliu took the wine jar and poured a few sips of wine into his mouth, and sighed softly: "In the past, Master always said that I lacked personal experience and asked me to walk more on the mainland. Now that it is better, I can go back and retreat in peace!"

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Early the next morning, at the Xuantian Holy Land martial arts field, Mo Yang carved the teleportation array, then took out a Na Ring and handed it to Xia Fengliu.

The Najie contains the elixirs he prepared for Xia Fengliu, as well as some weapons and cultivation techniques taken from the Ye family's treasury.

"Brother Mo, I'm not polite!" Xia Fengliu didn't hesitate at all, laughed loudly, and took Najie over.

Then he glanced around, frowned and said, "Where's Brother Dog?"

"That guy drank too much and is still drunk now..." Mo Yang said.

"See you tomorrow!" Xia Fengliu smiled, then waved, turned and stepped onto the teleportation array. As a wave of space fluctuations spread, his figure disappeared into the teleportation array.

Mo Yang sighed softly. Xia Fengliu's awakening made him let go of his worries.

Then, under the gaze of countless Xuantian Holy Land disciples, Mo Yang raised his hand and waved, there was a rumble in the void, and a loft slowly fell.

This is the Treasure Pavilion of the Ye family. Although there are no rare treasures in it, each attic is filled to the brim with various treasures, and the quantity is extremely large.

For cultivators below the realm of the Holy King, those treasures are of great use and are very rare.

All the disciples were shocked. They had already learned from Mo Yang that this was the treasure pavilion received from the Ye family. Now that they saw the pavilion falling, everyone was shocked and excited.

Yu Yao's face was also full of shock, but she was also worried in her heart. The Ye family's strength was too terrifying. If Mo Yang did this, even if the Yaochi Holy Land supported Mo Yang, the Ye family might not give up.

Many disciples were talking about it. Many disciples were very excited and were speculating about what was in the treasure pavilion.

As for the library, Mo Yang did not move it out. After all, those books had no substantial significance to Xuantian Holy Land.

In the evening, Mo Yang entered the Star Emperor Tower, took out some medicinal materials and began to make elixirs.

He had previously cast a forbidden technique, but it suffered backlash and his soul power was damaged. After a few days, the damaged soul power was still not recovered, so he could only refine pills to nourish his soul power.

In the next few days, Mo Yang sat cross-legged in the Star Emperor Tower to heal his injuries. As a few days passed, the damaged soul power finally recovered.

After recovering his soul power, Mo Yang came to the fifth floor of the Star King Tower and walked directly in front of the unknown strong man.

With the mysterious feeling in his heart, Mo Yang breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the forbidden technique he cast was successful.

The unknown strong man was leaning on the broken stone. When he saw Mo Yang coming, his eyes showed cold murderous intent. Several thick chains kept shaking, and they were straightened by him, as if they were about to break.

"Despicable ant, what else do you want to do?" Seeing Mo Yang approaching step by step, the murderous intent in the unknown strong man's eyes became more and more intense, and the voice coming out of his mouth was sinister, like a ghost roaring.

Mo Yang looked calm. The great power of the God Conferring Formation was extraordinary. This unknown strong man could not break free at all. He was not worried about anything.

Looking at the unknown strong man, he said calmly: "It's nothing. Senior is too strong. One seal may not be effective. I'm here just to make up for it!"