Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1333 Roll Over and Suffer Death

"The owner of the valley is kind to me and rebuilds. If there is something wrong with him, I will not spare that devil."

"That person is extremely powerful, and he is not something you can defeat now, so leave it to me to deal with it."

"Thank you, Brother Yang, if you can kill the devil this time, and avenge thousands of people from the entire faction of Yunmist Valley, then my life, Ye Feiyang, will be yours from now on."

"We are friends, and there is no need to be like this between friends. Not to mention that this demon has committed numerous crimes here, and his crimes are unforgivable. Even if he did nothing, I will not let him walk out of this place alive."

Hearing this, Ye Feiyang hesitated for a while, but couldn't help but ask: "I don't know what level Brother Yang has cultivated to in a few days?"

In the process of cultivation, hard work and diligence are second, and the most important thing is personal talent, and Yang Xuan's talent is even more amazed by Liu Lao.

Zeng bluntly said that Yang Xuan's high talent is only seen in his life, and his future achievements are limitless.

Who is Old Liu?
Outsiders may not know it, but Ye Feiyang knows that the other party is a well-trained willow tree, and also a powerful half-immortal who can turn the world upside down by stomping his feet.

At this moment, the entire North City was silent. Whether it was Wei Qingshu, Qiu Shaoyang, Shang Jie and other young geniuses, Fang Henyun, Shen Hongtao, Shang Taixu and other elders, or other people who fled here, they all stood up. ear.

Many of them are no strangers to Yang Xuan, and have even dealt with him, but they can't see through Yang Xuan's cultivation level at the moment, and they can't feel the slightest aura fluctuation on Yang Xuan.

But the more so, the more frightening it is.

A martial artist who is not very old next year can completely restrain his aura without letting it out. This is something that even the supreme and powerful can never do. This shows how unfathomable Yang Xuan is.

This young man is exceptionally talented, leapfrogging and killing enemies is a common occurrence, he is a real evildoer.

When he left the imperial pagoda, he was already at the level of divine power, and now more than half a year has passed, God knows how high his cultivation level has reached.

"Supreme..."

Someone whispered, and immediately vetoed the guess in his heart.

How could a supreme being ignore the imperial city's restrictions and climb up the city wall without a sound?

The most weird thing is that he still doesn't know what method he used to send away the master of the imperial city.

According to legend, the Lord of the Imperial City is a mysterious ancient emperor, but now it seems that it may be far more than that.

No matter how powerful an emperor is, his lifespan is not endless, and it is even more impossible to survive until now.

What's more, as soon as the Lord of the Imperial City appeared, many people knew that it was his remnant soul. Once he left the Imperial City, it would dissipate quickly, but even a remnant soul gave them a feeling of wanting to worship.

"Although I have only left this world for more than half a year, I have practiced in the Hall of Eternal Life for a full hundred years."

Yang Xuan said to himself, and his words also surprised Ye Feiyang next to him.

"I heard Mr. Liu mentioned the Palace of Eternal Life. I heard that it is a great artifact of good fortune. It is only opened once every million years. It is full of endless opportunities. It is a pity that our barren ancient continent is isolated from the world, and no one can do it. Enter the Hall of Eternal Life."

"Crisis and opportunity coexist. Even if I go there, I may not be able to win good fortune. I can only say that I am lucky to survive it."

While feeling emotional, Yang Xuan casually took out two jugs of wine, handed one to Ye Feiyang beside him, and drank the other by himself.

The wine is the two heavens of ice and fire specially brewed by Zhaixinglou, and it is still the familiar taste from before.

Not long ago, I went to Zhaixing Building to have a drink with Dongfang Yun and others, and Yang Xuan bought some by the way before leaving.

It was said that it was a purchase, but it didn't cost a penny in the end, and it was impossible for the Zhaixing Tower to accept the spirit stone of his majestic Emperor Yang.

"Good wine!"

Ye Feiyang was full of praise, but there was a bit of worry in his brows.

Yang Xuan looked at his words and couldn't help smiling, "Life is nothing more than eating, drinking, and having fun, and eating and drinking ranks first among them. Brother Ye doesn't have to worry, just drink with peace of mind."

After finishing speaking, he took out another pot of Ice and Fire Two Heavens, and waved to someone in the city.

"Since Fellow Daoist Huoyun is here, you might as well come up and talk about it."

"Here, little friend, do you still know me?"

Among the crowd, a white-haired old man in red with a tired face and a childish face looked up at Yang Xuan, and asked a little flattered.

"Of course, I have a particularly good memory. Although I just met fellow Taoist Huoyun by accident, we had a drink together in the ancient domain that day. This goodbye is also a fate. If there is a fate, then come up."

The red-robed old man is exactly Huo Yunzi, who once had a relationship with Yang Xuan in the ancient domain, and now has the cultivation base of the third heaven of the Supreme Realm.

"The little friend invites you kindly, so the old man will not be polite."

Huo Yunzi clasped his hands, and no longer refused, he jumped to the city wall, took a jug of wine from Yang Xuan's hand, uncorked the jug, and drank heavily.

"Dao is friendly and can't drink, admiration."

Yang Xuan smiled, and after Huo Yunzi finished drinking, he introduced to Ye Feiyang: "This is Huo Yunzi, the ancestor of Huoyun Sect in Northern Xinjiang."

"Ahem, little friend, please don't call me senior. I'm old, I was born earlier than you, and I just practiced for a few more years. I really deserve it."

Huo Yunzi coughed dryly. If it was the first time they met, he could still talk about friendship with Yang Xuan, so now he can only look up to Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan smiled and asked, "Did you come here alone?"

"Hey, the catastrophe is coming, and more than a thousand members of my Huoyun Sect sect have all died. Even my poor granddaughter was given away by one of the devil's subordinates..."

Having said this, Huo Yunzi couldn't continue, and his eyes were filled with deep hatred.

"Fellow Daoist, please mourn."

Yang Xuan sighed softly, threw away the already empty flagon in his hand, and said lightly: "I've drunk the wine, it's time to move around."

As soon as the words fell, he opened his mouth and shouted coldly, "Here you come, just roll over and die for me."

"Junior looking for death!"

In the distant ancient domain, a series of black lights shot up into the sky, heading straight towards the imperial city.

Those were eight old men in black robes with black wings on their backs, all of them had ferocious faces, and there were countless ghostly shadows following them on the ground behind them.

"It's the devil's subordinates. Damn it, they actually subdued the underground primordial demon clan."

"Everyone, the situation is not good, let's run away quickly."

In the gathering place of the North City crowd, the crowd's expression changed with astonishment.

Now, there are no restrictions in the imperial city, and it is no longer safe for anyone here, not to mention that the eight black-robed old men headed by them are all powerful emperors. The Primordial Demon Clan is not something they can handle.

(End of this chapter)