The Evil Lord of All Realms

Mo Yang's heart gradually became ethereal, and he could faintly feel that there seemed to be some residual Taoism here. Although it had been eroded by endless years, there still seemed to be traces of strange fluctuations left.

"This Taoshan was probably not simple before..."

Mo Yang frowned and whispered, there seemed to be some emperor-level traces engraved here, but they could not stand up to the years.

He sat down on a stone bench nearby, closed his eyes and meditated, concentrating on sensing.

After a long time, Zhao Xiaoxiao came over, looked at Mo Yang with a resentful look, and said, "Can you stop running around? I've almost searched all these mountains!"

Mo Yang slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a ray of light in his eyes.

Zhao Xiaoxiao rubbed her eyes hurriedly, and then looked closer. She didn't see anything unusual, and then she said: "There are a few geniuses who seem to be taking action. This kind of thing is all luck, so go and have a look!"

Mo Yang didn't say anything. He got up and walked towards another hilltop with Zhao Xiaoxiao. There was a arena there, which was reserved for strong men. Because there were several formations covering it, even if the cultivators were fighting with all their strength, there would be no chance. The aftermath spilled out.

When Mo Yang and Zhao Xiaoxiao came outside the crowd, the place was already filled with a dark crowd.

There are already two figures standing on the stage. I don’t know which two figures are the geniuses of the two major forces. Their cultivation has already entered the realm of the Holy Emperor.

Xu Qing and others were also sitting in the stands. When Mo Yang came to the outside of the crowd, he glanced at Mo Yang intentionally or unintentionally.

For a moment, there were exclamations of surprise. The two young men on the ring took action. They actually used the method of suppressing the bottom of the box from the beginning, which surprised Mo Yang.

However, the formation left on this side of the arena is very powerful. Now that it is in operation, a huge light curtain has condensed to cover the entire arena.

If the two powerful attacks were placed outside, the aftermath would be enough to flatten this peach mountain, but they did not make the light curtain tremble.

"These geniuses are so strong!"

Zhao Xiaoxiao spoke from the side. As the pearl of the Zhao family, her cultivation level is not weak in the place where the family is located. However, she is like an ant in front of these powerful geniuses.

"It's not bad. It looks more interesting than the battle just now!" Mo Yang said.

One sentence made Zhao Xiaoxiao almost vomit blood. Although there were many geniuses who had reached the Holy Emperor level in the entire wilderness, they were not many. Only the big forces that occupied one side could cultivate them.

The two fought very quickly, but after more than ten rounds, both sides stopped, then each saluted, and then exited the ring.

"It's really a competition, until the point is reached..." Mo Yang smacked his mouth, thinking it would be interesting, but it turned out to be good, after a few moments both of them gave up.

"The Taoshan Festival is about martial arts exchanges, and it's not about going to the stage of life and death. It's naturally about getting there!" Zhao Xiaoxiao said.

Mo Yang didn't say anything. Instead of watching this kind of battle, it would be better to watch the peach blossoms in all directions and feel the faint fluctuations of the dao marks, and maybe gain something.

"Look, I'll go and walk around by myself!" After saying that, Mo Yang turned around and left.

In the blink of an eye, it was already noon, and merchants from Taoshan came to station here in advance. The various delicacies were no less than those in the restaurants in the city.

Mo Yang stopped in front of an open-air stall and ordered a pot of sake called Peach Blossom Niang.

Not long after he sat down, a young man sat down opposite him and said to Mo Yang: "Brother, your companion seems to be in some trouble!"

Mo Yang paused slightly, then heard the young man continue to say: "I saw Xu Qing from the Holy Sect talking to you before. I remember that there was a girl walking with you at that time. She seemed to have provoked the people from Wuji Palace!"

Mo Yang silently glanced at the young man. He had some impression that this person should be from the Holy Sect. He seemed to be traveling with Xu Qing last night.

He didn't say anything, then stood up and left.

With Zhao Xiaoxiao's character, it seems understandable that he accidentally provoked others. After all, the little girl has a bit of a tough temperament, but Mo Yang felt that someone was behind this matter, most likely Xu Qing.

Returning to the arena where Tianjiao competed, there was indeed a commotion among the crowd. Several young people surrounded Zhao Xiaoxiao in the middle, and two of them seemed to be yelling angrily.

Mo Yang glanced at Xu Qing, who was standing not far away, and then walked over silently.

"Are you from Wuji Palace?" Mo Yang came behind those young people and asked calmly.

Several people turned around and glanced at Mo Yang. One of them immediately sneered: "Boy, don't run around without cultivation. This is not the place you should be!"

Mo Yang glanced at Zhao Xiaoxiao. She was just blocked here, and it seemed that these people didn't do anything.

"She is my friend, please give way!" Mo Yang continued. Reading books

"Make way? Boy, are you blind?" The man who spoke just now sneered.

"three!"

Mo Yang calmly opened his mouth and counted a number. There was no expression on his face, like a piece of ice frozen for eternity. He only frowned occasionally.

"Boy, you are interesting!" The man was stunned for a moment, and then a fierce light appeared in his eyes. He reached out and patted the side of Mo Yang's face, like a gangster on the street bullying him to death.

"Two!" Another voice came from Mo Yang's mouth.

"Boy, are you threatening us? Do you know..."

Before the man finished speaking, another number fell from Mo Yang's mouth: "One!"

"ah……"

Immediately, a scream came out, like a magic spell, instantly making the place silent.

Blood was flowing from the chest of the young man from Wuji Palace who spoke, and a blood hole the size of a fist was clear from the front and back.

Mo Yang still stood there silently, as if he had never moved. His expression was the same as before, without even a frown.

"puff……"

Then, he made a quick move, put his hands on the young man's shoulders, and then violently pulled him to both sides. Two waves of blood spurted out instantly, and he actually tore off the man's two arms alive.

The other cultivators around him hurriedly retreated after coming to their senses, for fear of being sprayed with blood.

No one could react, and that person was slapped away by Mo Yang one by one.

Mo Yang did not take action, and several young people from the Wuji Hall on the side were stunned on the spot, and they had not recovered for a while.

Even Zhao Xiaoxiao stood completely stunned. It was not that she didn't know that Mo Yang was physically strong, but she didn't expect that Mo Yang was so courageous.

Mo Yang glanced at a few people, then calmly walked a few steps forward, pulled out the stunned Zhao Xiaoxiao, turned around and left.

At this time, several other people in Wuji Hall came to their senses, and everyone was furious.

Mo Yang didn't look back and said calmly: "If you take action, Taoshan will be your burial place!"