Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1264
"Hehe, the reason why I didn't kill you is because you are still useful, otherwise how would you survive now?"

Yang Xuan smiled and said: "Live well, you can bring the news of my wedding back to Lingxiao Jiange only if you are alive. If you want to come to your faction to hear the news of my upcoming wedding, they will definitely send someone to come to me with generous gifts. Congratulations."

As he said that, there was a trace of disdain in his eyes, no matter how strong Ling Xiao Jiange was or how many masters came, he had no fear at all.

Below a true immortal, he is invincible!
With his current strength, in this mortal world, there is no need to look at other people's faces to act.

It can be said that the Immortal World is his next goal.

This world is just a springboard for him to continue to grow stronger. Sooner or later, he will lead everyone to the fairy world to create legends that only belong to him throughout the ages.

"Okay, okay, I can assure you here that I, Lingxiao Jiange, will send you a big gift in a few days."

Zuo Lengchan's chest heaved and fluctuated, his teeth itched from anger.

Dare to say that Yang Xuan didn't pay attention to him and even the Sword Pavilion behind him from the beginning to the end. This can't even be described as arrogant and supercilious, it is simply unforgivable.

"The fifteenth day of next month will be the day of my wedding, and I will be here waiting for someone from your sect to greet you."

Yang Xuan looked at Zuo Lengchan, the smile on his face remained undiminished, but he looked very calm, and this calmness also made the leaders of all parties secretly startled.

Everyone didn't know where he got the confidence to ignore Ling Xiao Jiange like this.

The Lingxiao Sword Pavilion has been established for hundreds of thousands of years, and it is a true eternal sect in the Xuanhuang Realm. It is said that there are no less than ten monks in the sect who are only in the Dongtian Realm. It can be called a gathering of masters.

However, in the face of such a powerful force, the big sect, a young man born in a small world, dared to let go of his bold words here, and he didn't feel afraid at all.

"Hey, the ignorant are fearless. Sooner or later, this son will pay the price for his youthful arrogance."

"Soon, on the fifteenth day of next month, the Sword Pavilion of the High Heaven will definitely send countless masters, and there will definitely be a lot of great cultivators in the Dongtian Realm. In short, this son has not many days to live."

"Everyone, don't be too arbitrary. Since this son dares to invite all monks from all over the world to attend his wedding, he must have something to rely on. I can be sure of this."

The leaders of all parties exchanged voice transmissions. Some people thought that Yang Xuan was doomed, while others thought that Yang Xuan might not really die.

After all, Yang Xuan is not a fool, not only is he not a fool, he is also a rare genius in the world, how can this kind of person joke about his own life with the lives of countless people under his sect and the lives of many women around him?

"Let's not talk nonsense, this is all the royal aura in this old man, if you have the ability, just use it to refine it."

Zuo Lengchan was furious in his heart, but resisted not to make a move. As soon as he stepped on the ground, he came to a place not far from Yang Xuan's body in an instant. His whole body was full of golden light, and his royal aura was soaring. There were more than 800 lines in total.

Lines of imperial aura soared into the sky, shaped like thick five-clawed golden dragons, giving people a great power, as if they were emperors in the world, and people couldn't help but worship them.

Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes, and said lightly: "Perfect imperial aura should be bright and majestic. It seems that you have taken a shortcut, so your imperial aura is not pure."

"Since you look down on the old man's royal aura, then you don't want to."

Zuo Lengchan snorted coldly. In order to break through his cultivation as soon as possible in the past, he really did it opportunistically.

This imperial aura seems vast and powerful, but most of it is taken from the tombs of mortal emperors everywhere.

A mortal emperor has a weak emperor's aura in his body since he was born. Even if he dies in the future, this emperor's aura will not dissipate. Therefore, most of the emperor's tombs contain the emperor's aura.

However, the imperial aura of mortal emperors is not strong enough after all. Even if some of them know how to cultivate, their cultivation level will not be too high. In other words, the intensity of imperial aura cannot be too high.

Based on this, most cultivators at the peak of Seizing the Heaven Realm do not look down on such inferior royal aura in their bones. Instead of plundering and refining it, it is better to spend some time to cultivate their own imperial aura by themselves.

But Zuo Lengchan was different, his talent was not that great, it took too much time to cultivate to the peak of Duotian Realm, and the remaining lifespan was not enough for him to calm down and cultivate his natal aura.

However, if he does not break through to the emperor, his lifespan will not be improved, and in order to speed up his practice and compete with the heavens, he finally had to settle for the next best thing and choose to plunder various underground imperial tombs.

However, plundering imperial aura has to be done step by step, step by step.

Like Yang Xuan, it seems that the crazy move that will refine all his imperial energy at once has almost zero chance of success, and it may even cost his life.

"Die, it's fine if you die, lest I go back and don't know how to do business."

Thinking of this, Zuo Lengchan couldn't help but sneered in his heart.

"What is given for nothing, don't want it for nothing."

Yang Xuan smiled casually, not knowing what Zuo Lengchan was thinking, he slowly raised his hand, all the devilish energy in his body gathered in his hand in an instant, and immediately condensed into a giant palm filled with devilish energy that covered the sky.

"Junior, you are too conceited. Demonic energy and imperial energy are incompatible. Even if you use all your means, you will never succeed."

Zuo Lengchan didn't mean to remind him in good faith, but he didn't think Yang Xuan could do it, and was waiting to see his tragic end.

"You seem to have made a mistake. This is not ordinary devilish energy, but a natal devil's qi that exists in my body, and this devil's qi can swallow up all the emperor's qi in the world and use it for me. "

Yang Xuan shook his head, and grabbed it with a wave of his hand. The next moment, Zuo Lengchan found streaks of imperial energy on top of his head, flying away uncontrollably, and was grabbed by Yang Xuan's black giant palm that covered the sky. hand.

"No! It's not true!?"

After a brief moment of stupefaction, Zuo Lengchan suddenly let out a howl like ghosts and wolves. Because he lost his royal aura, his cultivation was regressing rapidly, and his cultivation fell to the peak of Seizing the Heaven Realm in a short while.

"Oh my god! How did this kid do it!?"

"The aura of the devil emperor, this is not an ordinary aura of the devil emperor. If I expected it to be correct, this son must have the supreme blood of the emperor of the demon clan."

"Impossible. Since the Great Ancient War, the Demon Emperor's family has disappeared from the world. Even in the great world of immortality, the Demon Emperor's family headed by Immortal Emperor Underworld has been attacked by various immortal powerhouses. It is impossible for any clansman to survive."

The leaders of all parties were moved, and doubted Yang Xuan's identity in their words.

After all, it is impossible for an ordinary demon clan to have the aura of the Demon Emperor, let alone use the aura of the Demon Emperor to forcibly plunder other people's aura.

(End of this chapter)