Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1329
Deep in a mountain, Yang Xuan appeared out of thin air.

This is the world inside the Imperial Pagoda, called the Desolate Ancient Continent, and the rolling mountains in front of him are exactly the Great Wilderness Mountains that Yang Xuan appeared after entering the Imperial Pagoda in the past.

There is also a Great Desolate Mountain Range in the Xuanhuang Realm of the Xuanhuang Great World, but that mountain range is much larger than the one in front of you, and the strength of the vitality of the world is not at the same level at all.

To put it bluntly, this mountain range is just a very inconspicuous mountain in the barren ancient continent.

It's just that compared with the past, the Dahuang Mountains seem to have been seriously damaged.

Here, there are collapsed mountains and giant trees everywhere, and on the devastated land, the corpses of countless savage behemoths are lying in a pool of dry blood.

The bloody smell that has not dissipated still lingers in the wind, strong and pungent, making people want to vomit.

Yang Xuan can feel that the birds are gone, the people are gone, and there is no living thing in this place without sending out his divine sense to investigate.

He looked up, and the sky was no longer blue and clear.

Above the entire sky, as if it had experienced endless killings, there was always a thick layer of blood mist, lingering and lingering.

From time to time, a gust of cold wind comes out, rolling up the dead branches and fallen leaves all over the ground, making a "whoosh" sound, as if telling a sad song.

"Doesn't even the birds and beasts in the mountains be spared?"

Looking in the direction outside the Great Wilderness Mountains, Yang Xuan said to himself lightly.

He is a demon, he has killed countless lives in his life, and his hands are covered with blood, but he will not kill indiscriminately.

He is even more unwilling to do it like this to exterminate everything and leave nothing behind.

On the road of cultivation, there is nothing wrong with fighting and killing, but being a human being also has to have one's own bottom line.

But obviously, as a monk of the Shadow Clan, An Luo absolutely has no such limit.

"This person should be punished, and the Shadow Clan should also disappear from this world."

Yang Xuan's eyes turned cold, but he was not in a hurry to find An Luo.

With his current cultivation base and divine sense strength, it is impossible to cover the entire ancient continent.

The Ancient Desolate Continent is a truly large world. Although it has been covered in dust for a long time and has been isolated from the world all year round, its area is not much smaller than the Xuanhuang Great World.

Of course, if Yang Xuan could refine the imperial pagoda, then he would be able to find the location of An Luo in an instant.

Helplessly, the refinement of the Emperor Pagoda has to wait for the tower spirit to wake up. Before getting the approval of the tower spirit, he will never be able to become the master of this world.

"Hey, there are still living people outside this mountain!"

Suddenly, Yang Xuan seemed to have sensed something, and stepped out of the Great Desolation Mountain Range in one step, and came to a dilapidated ancient city full of ruins.

"Wuling City!"

This ancient city is not big, it can only be regarded as a border town at best, but it is also a place where Yang Xuan has been to.

He even killed people here, and saved Xiao Yun'er who was suffering from a calamity.

"Dead, all of them are dead, that devil is too ruthless, my Xiao clan, and everyone in the city were all killed by his subordinates, it is simply inhumane..."

Walking all the way in this familiar yet unfamiliar dead city, bloody and miserable corpses can be seen all over the ground.

Regarding this, Yang Xuan didn't feel surprised or felt pity in his heart, but just walked towards the place where the voice of grief and indignation came from.

Not long after, they came to a dilapidated mansion.

"Xiao Mansion, it seems that this is the place where Xiao Yun'er once lived."

He opened the door and entered, found the source of the sound, and immediately saw a middle-aged man who was seriously injured, covered in blood, almost hanging on his breath, curled up and collapsed in the ruins.

This person is obviously Xiao Jingrong, the patriarch of the Xiao family, and also Xiao Yun'er's uncle, but because of the disaster, he has been locked up in a small dark room all year round, precarious.

"If the innocent and kind little Yun'er were here, seeing Xiao Jingrong's current appearance, I'm afraid she would also shed tears..."

Yang Xuan thought secretly.

"Help, please help me, my lord..."

The sound of footsteps also startled the dying Xiao Jingrong at this moment, like a drowning person suddenly grabbing a life-saving straw, Xiao Jingrong immediately raised his head and let out a weak cry for help.

"If I don't kill you, I'm extra merciful, so how can I save you?"

Yang Xuan looked down at Xiao Jingrong, and asked indifferently: "Although you are seriously injured and not far from death, your eyes are not blind, right? Open your dog eyes and take a good look. The person standing in front of you now Who is it?"

"It's you, you are the young man who took my niece away!?"

Xiao Jingrong sized him up carefully, a look of shock suddenly appeared on his face, and he didn't know where the strength came from, but he suddenly got up from the ground and kowtowed continuously towards Yang Xuan.

"My lord, save me. Although I have done too many things to Yun'er, I am still his relative. Please save my life for Yun'er's sake."

"Are you so afraid of death?"

"Who in this world can ignore death?"

"You're right, but people are mortal. If you can be tougher, I might save you."

"What about my niece, why aren't you with me, let her come to see me quickly."

"Don't you think it's too late now to think of your poor niece?"

Yang Xuan shook his head and said: "Yun'er is not with me, nor is she in this continent, but she is living a very good life now. In my hometown, she has no worries about food and clothing, which is better than living in your It was a hundred times better in the Xiao family."

"You, who the hell are you, to leave this closed continent?"

"You are not worthy to know my origin. Besides, since your clan is dead, you don't have to miss anything anymore. Just die with peace of mind."

"me……"

Before Xiao Jingrong finished speaking, he died.

……

Walking out of the Xiao Mansion, Yang Xuan turned to the north and came to the mountain gate station of Yunyun Valley, and found that there was also blood flowing into rivers here, and life was extinct.

Seeing this scene, he could only look up to the sky and sigh softly.

Ye Feiyang, a disciple of Misty Cloud Valley, is a friend he met outside the Great Wilderness Mountains. In addition, his Great Void Art also comes from the master of Misty Cloud Valley, Yunlanfeng.

It's a pity that the entire Yunlan Valley has already been razed to the ground. Fortunately, Yang Xuan didn't find the corpse of Yun Lanfeng or Ye Feiyang, which made him feel at ease.

Maybe both of them have escaped, and they don't know where they are now, but as long as they are still alive, there must be a day of goodbye.

Leaving the Misty Cloud Valley, Yang Xuan didn't delay any longer, crossing the void all the way and flying towards the ancient domain.

The ancient domain is located in the central area of ​​the barren ancient continent, and it is also a forbidden area of ​​the barren ancient continent.

But as Yang Xuan got the reincarnation martial soul fragment from Xiaoyao Xianjun, this dangerous place that was originally kept away from strangers has become an excellent treasure for all warriors to explore and hunt for treasure.

(End of this chapter)