Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1302

"Oh my god, is that person really the Taishang Patriarch of the Formless Demon Sect? How could such a hero of the Demonic Dao, who can't see the head and tail of the dragon, condescend to come to our Lingyun Sword Sect!?"

"If you come here, you must discuss important matters with my patriarch, and you must not be neglected."

"This is too bad. This young man surnamed Yang drove him away as soon as he came up. This will definitely anger Meng Zhenghai and cause great trouble for our Lingyun Sword Sect. If one is not good, we will all die."

On the open space at the top of the peak, many disciples of Lingyun Sword Sect were whispering to each other, feeling panic and uneasiness in their hearts.

Even Lin Hai and Jiang Xiner's expressions changed slightly, and their hearts tightened.

Although they are only disciples of the small sect, they also know that there are two sects, three sects and five major forces outside the Great Wilderness Mountain Range.

These two sects and three sects are the Formless Demon Sect, the Dayan Shenzong, the Unfeeling Sect, the Shadow Sect, and the last Five Poison Sect.

Among them, the strength of the Wuxiang Demon Sect and the Dayan Shenzong are the most powerful.

There are two sects, one is the demon overlord of the Xuanhuang Realm, and the other is the leader of the righteous way of the Xuanhuang Realm. There are tens of millions of sects, and there are many masters among them.

It can be said that among all the monks in the Xuanhuang Realm, there is no one who does not know the name of Meng Zhenghai, the ancestor of the Phaseless Demon Sect.

This Meng Zhenghai has been famous for more than 10,000 years. He is a strong man who has cultivated for endless years and reached the peak of the cave.

The peak of the cave, that is, the half-step path of transformation.

This kind of character, turning their hands into clouds and turning their hands into rain, can easily destroy their Lingyun Sword Sect, and they are not existences they can provoke at all.

What's more, the other party is still a demon cultivator, moody, and will kill if he moves.

Jiang Xiner hesitated for a while, and immediately trotted to Yang Xuan, gasping for breath while reminding in a low voice, "My lord, this person is too strong, you, you need to be careful, or you will be in danger."

"Worshiping ancestors is a very solemn and solemn thing, and outsiders are not allowed to disturb them. In addition, you can rest assured that I will be fine."

Yang Xuandao.

"But……"

Jiang Xiner hesitated to speak, feeling a little uneasy in her heart, after all, that person was the Supreme Patriarch of the Formless Demon Sect, a powerful demon cultivator who was truly killed from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

Even if Yang Xuan was a hero, talented, and extremely powerful, he still couldn't be Meng Zhenghai's opponent.

"It turns out that the noble sect is worshiping the ancestors, so it's really not the right time for Meng to come."

Meng Zhenghai obviously heard Yang Xuan's words, looked at Yang Xuan from a distance and asked, "Who is Your Excellency? It doesn't look like someone from the Lingyun Sword Sect?"

He spoke politely, but there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

"Whether it is or not, it has nothing to do with you. Since you know it's not the right time to come, you can go back and forth from wherever you are now."

Yang Xuan looked up at Meng Zhenghai, and said indifferently.

"you……"

Anger turned anger, Meng Zhenghai did not act rashly, he was somewhat cautious before he found out Yang Xuan's origin.

After all, not long ago, the huge Five Poison Sect was wiped out, and Lingyun Sword Sect happened to be involved in this.

No matter how high Ren Meng Zhenghai's cultivation base was, no matter how conceited he was, he dared not underestimate such a sect that seemed to have fallen into disrepair.

At the same time, the appearance of Yang Xuan, a strange face, also made him quite vigilant in his heart.

He also had to be vigilant, because besides Yang Xuan, standing behind Yang Xuan was a serious Mo Yuanzi with a cold aura.

This person is also very unfamiliar, he doesn't seem to be a native demon cultivator in the Xuanhuang Realm, but his cultivation level is extremely high, on par with him.

"Three breaths, after three breaths, if you don't leave, you never have to leave."

Yang Xuan quickly spoke again, the voice was not loud, but it resounded through the heavens and the earth, and it was clearly heard by Meng Zhenghai, and the patriarch of the dignified faction, how had he ever been humiliated like this?
His face was gloomy, his eyes burst with murderous intent, and he said angrily: "Where is the junior, with a mere cultivation of the emperor's realm, dare to talk to the old man like this?"

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

After the words fell, Yang Xuan seemed to be a different person, with a cold killing intent exuding from his whole body.

Mo Yuanzi sneered at the corner of his mouth, knowing that Meng Zhenghai was doomed, but this was also the time for him to show his loyalty, so he immediately took a step forward and said, "It's just a cultivator in the cave, why bother the master to do it himself? Why don't the subordinates come down to replace him?" Lord, get rid of this person."

"Master? Fellow Daoist is this son's follower!?"

Meng Zhenghai was taken aback.

"You are mistaken, I am the Lord's slave, not some guard."

Mo Yuanzi shook his head, as if he was about to make a move,

"No need, with your strength, you won't be able to kill him for a while."

Yang Xuan waved his hand, and pointed at Meng Zhenghai from the air, "It only takes one blow to kill you."

"Damn you, wait, this is..."

Meng Zhenghai was furious at first, and then his pupils shrank. Following Yang Xuanyi's pointing out, an illusory purple smoke that looked like fire but not fire shot towards him at an unbelievable speed.

"Damn it, what kind of secret technique is this? It actually gives me an extremely dangerous feeling, and makes me have to use my hole card as soon as I come."

Meng Zhenghai had no time to think about it, and suddenly propped up the cave.

His cave, also known as the cave of ghosts, is a realm surrounded by a layer of black mist. It seems that there are thousands of ghosts whistling and howling, which makes people tremble unconsciously.

However, even though there was a cave to defend his surroundings, Meng Zhenghai still felt uneasy. Almost at the moment when the cave opened, an ancient mirror the size of a palm appeared in front of him out of thin air.

This is the Xuanming Mirror, his talisman, which can reflect all the attacks of the enemy and greatly offset the external force. Once it comes out, it rises to several feet in the face of the storm, and the whole body emits a light blue light.

"court death!"

A look of disdain flashed in Mo Yuanzi's eyes. Yang Xuan pointed at Zi Yan, but he had killed Hu Yankang, the patriarch of the Five Poison Sect. Even if Meng Zhenghai was stronger than Hu Yankang, there was absolutely no possibility of him surviving.

Meng Zhenghai didn't know this, and under the double protection of the cave-heaven ghost realm and the Xuanming realm, he believed that this purple smoke would never hurt him.

"die!"

As soon as Yang Xuan's cold voice came out, the next moment, that purple smoke collided with Meng Zhenghai's cave and ghost world first.

boom!
With the impact, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and there was a roar like thunder, and the ghost world in the cave collapsed on the spot and turned into nothingness.

"puff!"

Meng Zhenghai vomited blood and was on the verge of falling. His cave was destroyed by a single blow, and he himself suffered heavy injuries. Even his cultivation had fallen to the bottom.

"boom!"

Soon, a dull sound came out again, but it was the purple smoke blasting above the Xuanming Realm, causing the entire Xuanming Realm to vibrate violently, and began to shatter at a speed visible to the naked eye.

No, not splintering, but weathering, a little bit of weathering.

"Impossible, this mirror has spent a lifetime of painstaking efforts to refine it with the supreme star gold, but it can't stop your blow!?"

Meng Zhenghai's complexion changed drastically, and his fear twisted!

"The road to practice is slow, and time is the most ruthless. If you are a peerless arrogance, let you be a hero in the world, in the face of the power of time, dust will return to dust, and it will completely cease to exist."

Yang Xuan said coldly.

(End of this chapter)