Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1137 Thunder Road Inheritance
"Do you think it's strange, why am I not dead?"

Yang Xuan kept walking, his clothes fluttering, and he looked at Jiang Mingyue with a half-smile.

"How...how did you do it!?"

Jiang Mingyue backed away again and again, her eyes filled with deep shock and fear.

At this moment, Pang Hong didn't make any more moves, and looked at Yang Xuan with the same gaze, but his eyes were only [-]% fearful, and [-]% shocking, as if he didn't expect Yang Xuan to break through the poisonous fog so easily.

The poisonous mist was extremely poisonous, even he didn't dare to say that it could be dissolved, but Yang Xuan not only broke through the poisonous mist, but he didn't look injured at all.

"I see, this body of yours... isn't afraid of poisonous attacks?"

Jiang Mingyue backed away, as if she had guessed something.

"Smart, I'm not afraid of any poisonous attack. Of course, this drop of water of all evils of yours is not weak. If I didn't have the Samsara Martial Spirit to suppress most of the poisonous mist, I would have suffered serious injuries."

Yang Xuan opened his mouth lightly, spread his right hand casually, and saw a flame-like white halo swaying and shining in the palm of his hand, and within the halo, there were clearly visible drops of gray-black liquid swirling continuously, isn't it? What is the water of all evil?

The Martial Soul of Reincarnation claims to be able to wipe out everything, but all of this needs to be based on a strong cultivation base, and with Yang Xuan's current cultivation base, he can only suppress this drop of evil water with all his strength.

"Your Samsara Martial Soul...is actually so powerful..."

Jiang Mingyue's face was very ugly.

"Nothing in the world can break free from reincarnation. Although my cultivation is far from enough to display the true power of the reincarnation martial soul, it is still enough to suppress your water of all evil."

While Yang Xuan was speaking, he released a powerful spiritual power, destroying a mental imprint that Jiang Mingyue had left in the Water of Evil, and after losing this imprint, Jiang Mingyue also lost control over the Water of Evil right.

In other words, this drop of water of all evils has now become a thing without an owner, and Yang Xuan quickly left a spiritual imprint in this water without any effort.

This is a sacrifice, and from now on, this drop of water of all evils will become his private property and be controlled by him.

"you……"

Jiang Mingyue's pupils contracted sharply, and the fear in her heart was even worse. Only he knew how terrifying this drop of water of all evil was. If Yang Xuan turned around and offered this water to him, he would absolutely be unable to resist it.

"As the saying goes, treat the other body with the same way, and then I will let you taste what the so-called ten thousand poisons eat the heart."

The voice was still there, Yang Xuan dashed out, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Jiang Mingyue. At such a close distance, Jiang Mingyue didn't even have time to dodge, and was enveloped by the water of evil that Yang Xuan sacrificed.

boom!
The water of all evil swelled against the wind and turned into a large swamp-like poisonous mist, wrapping Jiang Mingyue's whole body inside and out, and Jiang Mingyue was like a drowning person, struggling madly in the poisonous mist.

"No, I am the heir of the ancient emperor, the next heir of the ancient heavenly court, how could I die here!?"

Jiang Mingyue roared, and a body of thunder from the purple sky surged out like a tide, trying to destroy the poisonous mist with terrifying thunder power.

"It's useless, my Samsara Martial Soul is in this poisonous mist, your thunder power, everything about you is suppressed by Samsara."

Yang Xuan shook his head, quietly watching Jiang Mingyue, step by step towards the abyss of death.

"Ahhh!"

A series of shrill screams came out, and Jiang Mingyue begged for mercy in fear, "Stop, I swear, I will never be your enemy again in this life."

"It's too late. If you want to blame, you should blame me for not provoking me."

Yang Xuan watched coldly, without the slightest intention to stop.

"I... don't want to!"

There was another scream, and Jiang Mingyue quickly turned into a puddle of corpses and was completely wiped out of this world.

This situation also made Pang Hong not far away shudder.

Jiang Mingyue actually died like this, and the death was so tragic, which Pang Hong never expected, but the enemy is dead after all, no matter whether he killed him or not, at this moment his heart surged. A sense of joy.

"Good to die, good to die! Hahaha..."

For a moment, he couldn't help laughing.

"The murderer is always killed, and this is also the fate of the weak."

Yang Xuan said calmly.

"Jiang Mingyue is dead, what are you going to do with me?"

Pang Hong stopped smiling suddenly, and looked at Yang Xuan solemnly.

The two of them were not friends after all, and since Yang Xuan had killed Jiang Mingyue, there was no guarantee that he would not continue to kill him.

"I have no grievances or enmities with you, and I have never thought of dealing with you. I'm afraid you are supercilious."

Leaving a word, Yang Xuan strode towards the distance. As the palace in the distance collapsed and shattered, a huge and ancient purple coffin was revealed from it. In that purple coffin, there is probably a generation of fairy king Zixiao in that purple coffin. The remains of the Immortal King.

The remains of the Immortal King are still there, and there may not be no inheritance in it. Since Yang Xuan has encountered it, how could he miss it?
Although opening the coffin for an autopsy was not very authentic, he had no scruples. He was nothing more than a dead fairy king. If the other party was still alive, he would turn around and leave without saying a word.

"Thank you, you and I, although we can't be friends with you, I will never be enemies with you either."

Pang Hong didn't follow, not because he didn't want to but because he didn't dare. He cupped his hands at Yang Xuanyuan's back, and then turned around and flew out of Zixiao Leicheng without stopping for a moment.

Today's Zixiao Leicheng is no longer completely closed. Pang Hong found a crack in the void, plunged into it, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Yang Xuan ignored Pang Hong, and came to the purple coffin by himself, and bowed a big salute, "Junior Yang Xuan, I am fortunate to be here, if there is something profane, I hope the fairy king will not blame it."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to cover the coffin lid and pulled it up.

boom!
As soon as the coffin lid was opened, there was a great aura rushing out of it. It was the supreme immortal power of the Immortal King. Although it was fleeting, it shocked Yang Xuan so much that he was almost suppressed to the ground.

"The Immortal King is worthy of being an Immortal King. Even if it is a remains, the immortal power left behind is not something I can resist."

Yang Xuan sighed, and looked down into the coffin, only to see a white bone laying quietly inside, a powerful bone resembling amethyst condensed, wisps of purple electricity could be seen from time to time.

"Offended."

Yang Xuan silently read, raised his hand to take a jade slip next to the remains, and put it between his eyebrows for inspection.

Sure enough, in the jade slips there is the Zixiao God Thunder Jue, which has many supernatural powers of thunder.

"Zixiao Shenleijue is useless to me, but these thunderous supernatural powers, I can practice hard, and it can also greatly improve my combat power."

Thunder Dao supernatural powers are known for killing, not to mention the supernatural powers inherited from Immortal King Zixiao, not to mention the power.

For example, a supernatural power called "Great Booming Thunder Technique" once shocked the immortal world in all directions and was feared by all the gods and demons.

(End of this chapter)