Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1322 The Name of Emperor Yang
"Master, Xiaodie is too full and has to sleep again."

Butterfly Emperor soon left and came back, with a satisfied but a little tired and deep reluctance on his face.

They are soul-eating butterflies, which feed on the flesh and soul of living beings. As long as there is enough food, they can continue to advance.

But there are advantages and disadvantages in everything, and every time you advance, you have to sleep for a long time.

This may be a good thing for ordinary soul-eating butterflies. Even if it is accompanied by all kinds of pain and infinite obstacles, they are still happy to do it, just to turn a butterfly into a human and soar into the sky.

But the butterfly emperor is different, she is the emperor of the soul-eating butterfly, she can transform into a human form since birth, and she also has deep nostalgia for her master Yang Xuan.

However, even if a magic butterfly can transform into a human, it is difficult to combine with a human.

This is like human|monster different ways, the combination of the two sides is mostly not recognized by the world.

But the Butterfly Emperor can't care much about it, and he doesn't care about the eyes of the world.

She is now a human being, a flesh-and-blood person with rich emotions, no different from a normal woman, who also longs for the love of the opposite sex.

"Xiaodie's eyelids are heavy, but she doesn't want to sleep, she just wants to stay with her master forever."

At this moment, Die Huang only felt very sleepy, but resisted to fall asleep.

God knows how long this sleep will take, not to mention that she has been asleep for a hundred years and just woke up not long ago, and she doesn't want to be separated from Yang Xuan again.

Although after falling into a deep sleep, her whole body will turn into a butterfly tattoo attached to Yang Xuan's body, but tattoos are tattoos after all, and she knows nothing about the outside world while sleeping, and she can't feel Yang Xuan's body temperature and heartbeat .

"Sleep well, the stronger you become, the more you can really help me in the future."

Yang Xuandao.

"Xiaodie will definitely work hard to become stronger. Well, can master hug me to sleep, me, I just want you to hug me and treat me like a woman, even just once."

Butterfly Emperor looked up at Yang Xuan, his voice was very low, as thin as a mosquito.

"No, this demon girl knows sorcery, she is a liar, you must not be fooled."

Shen Yue said angrily.

"Master, can you give me a hug?"

Die Huang acted like no one was around, only Yang Xuan was in his eyes.

"You... come on, I'll sleep with you in my arms."

Yang Xuan's heart finally softened.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.

Although he is a demon, he has never been a hard-hearted person, not to mention the Emperor Die has followed him for a long time, and he also obeys him. How can he bear to refuse such a small request of the Emperor Die?

He glanced at it with a big hand, and immediately hugged Die Huang by the waist, stroked her faintly fragrant hair with his hands, and hummed an unknown tune that he learned when he was young, so that she could fall asleep peacefully.

This deep sleep, the Butterfly Emperor will not be able to wake up in less than a hundred years. After all, it is the flesh and blood of several emperors, so how can it be refined so easily?

Not long ago, the reason why Yang Xuan didn't let the Butterfly Emperor devour the four Shadow Clan emperors was because he didn't want her to sleep for a long time, and furthermore, refining the flesh and soul of the strong would have to experience all kinds of unimaginable pain.

For the Butterfly Emperor, it is not a kind of torture...

"Thank you master, you are so kind to Xiaodie..."

Under Shen Yuexin's fire-breathing gaze, Emperor Die gradually fell asleep listening to Yang Xuan's unsound but very heart-warming tune until his body disappeared into Yang Xuan's arms.

"Sleep, have a good dream, at most three to five years, you will reappear in front of me."

Yang Xuan whispered, gently touched the butterfly tattoo on his neck with his hand, and forcibly injected a stream of imperial power into it to help him refine the flesh and soul of several shadow emperors, so that the butterfly emperor could suffer less , wake up early.

"Asshole, tell me the truth, are you interested in this woman?"

Shen Yuexin endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't help but exploded.

"You don't need to ask, what is his virtue, sister Shen is not clear enough?"

Yi Qingwu curled her lips beside her and said.

"You, I must tell Sister Qin Lan when I go back, and let Sister Qin Lan deal with you, a heartless person."

Shen Yue was furious.

"As you please, as long as you like."

Yang Xuan lazily said.

"Alright, let's wait and see."

……

A killing ended with the defeat of the Shadow Clan.

With Yang Xuan, the God of Killing, the Shadow Clan army was already frightened out of their wits, and their guts were about to tear apart. How could they still have the slightest will to fight?
They just fled blindly and kept reducing their staff. After Yang Xuan joined in again, all the monks of the Shadow Clan, or the emperor of the Shadow Clan, were either beaten to death by others or killed by Yang Xuan. Not left.

After such a stick of incense, the entire sky completely recovered its calm, but there was still a shadow over everyone's heart.

After all, there is still a Shadow Clan cultivator who survived, and that is the leader of the Shadow Clan on this trip, a terrifying powerhouse named An Luoxiu who has reached the peak of the cave.

Feng Qingyang and Murong Fu have also met this person before, and they know that the other party is extremely courageous, powerful, and capable of penetrating heaven and earth, otherwise it is impossible for him to enter the Imperial Tower alone, trying to find the Imperial Tower in vain Yuanyuan refined the entire pagoda.

"Thank you, Emperor Yang. If Emperor Yang hadn't come in time today, we would have been doomed in the Holy Land."

"Yeah yeah!"

In all directions, the masters of the Holy Land continent spoke one after another, expressing their thanks to Yang Xuan.

At least, their Sanctuary Continent is still safe now, and with Yang Xuan's displayed strength, it may not be impossible to deal with An Luo.

Although An Luo was strong, he had only a few shots, unlike Yang Xuan, who showed his tyrannical fighting power like a god of war to sweep the emperor.

"It's a little effort, everyone, please be polite. With the big formation barrier of the imperial tower, even if I don't come today, nothing will happen to the Sanctuary Continent for the time being."

Yang Xuan waved his hand, and with Shen Yuexin, the Yi family sisters came to Feng Qingyang, Murong Fu, Yi Xiaotian, Yi Xiaokun, Hong Jincheng and a few acquaintances.

"Father! Father!"

Yi Xiu'er and Yi Qingwu have been away from home for a long time, seeing their respective fathers, they naturally have a lot to say.

As for Yang Xuan, when they talked with Master Feng Qingyang, Murong Fu and the others, except for Yang Xuan who seemed very calm, the rest of them all had a somewhat dignified look on their brows.

After such a long time, someone thought of something, frowned and said: "The barrier of the formation is only allowed to go out but not to enter. Where should we settle down now with so many people?"

"We are all masters, where can we not settle? The most urgent thing is to discuss how to deal with that An Luo."

When Yan Luo was mentioned, someone looked at Yang Xuan again, "That An Luo has a half-step transformation, I wonder if Emperor Yang can deal with it?"

"I don't know, I will know everything until I see that person, but you don't need to worry too much, anyway, with me, Yang Xuan, there will be nothing wrong with the Sanctuary Continent."

Yang Xuan paused, and said again: "Let's go, follow me down, I seem to be able to control this large formation."

(End of this chapter)