Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1443 Ghost Talisman

"No, this son wants to kill us."

Sun Pengyun and Hu Ziming's scalps were numb, and then they felt the killing intent coming to their faces.

This killing intent was overwhelming and pervasive, making them cold, as if they were frozen, making it difficult to move.

They never thought that a person's killing intent could be so strong and condensed to such a terrifying level.

They also have killing intent, but it is far less than Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan seems to have practiced some kind of killing secret technique, and can accumulate killing intent through continuous killing.

If he hadn't stopped restraining his killing intent at this moment, no one would know that there was such a terrifying killing intent in his body.

It can also be seen from this that Yang Xuan is a truly decisive and ruthless man, his hands are probably stained with the blood of many masters.

This is definitely a killing god, he was really going to kill them, he didn't hold back the slightest hand, and if they couldn't stop the opponent's attack, they would definitely die and die here.

"Brother help!"

"No one can save the person I, Yang Xuan, want to kill!"

Yang Xuan stepped out with one step, causing the void to collapse. The speed was unbelievably fast, and he punched out twice in a row.

"Fight him!"

In addition to the fear, Sun Pengyun and Hu Ziming's ruthlessness broke out completely.

As the ancestors of the Jietian Sect, they have never killed anyone in their lives, and they have never been afraid of death.

"kill!"

The two showed their murderous intentions, and their momentum was soaring. They each applied what they had learned and tried their best to resist.

One person's palm was as strong as fire, and he swept out, burning the sky and boiling the sea.

When one person draws his sword, he slashes, the sword is radiant and fierce, and they all use the ultimate move at the bottom of the box.

In order to save their lives, they also had to do their best, just hoping to withstand Yang Xuan's blow, and wait until Yin Haotian came to help.

Yin Haotian has a half-fairyland cultivation base, and his strength is much stronger than them. As long as Yin Haotian arrives in time, the two of them will have a chance to survive Yang Xuan's hands.

"broken!"

Yang Xuan never underestimated any enemy, not to mention that the two of them are super-ordinary ancestors who have practiced for many years.

His punches were like lightning, and the golden fists on both fists were raging and radiant, like a vast ocean with thousands of waves, breaking through the strength of his palms forcefully, and the light of his sword, he rushed to the two of them like a broken bamboo.

boom!boom!
There were two explosions in a row, and the bodies of the two were blown to pieces on the spot. Even Yuanshen was not spared, and was caught by Yang Xuan with his bare hands, and secretly used the technique of black luck to destroy their souls and seize their luck.

All of this happened in a blink of an eye. When Wang Tiande and the others came to their senses, how could they meet the two ancestors of Jietian Sect?

It's not that the two are not strong enough, but that the person they are facing is too strong!
Meng Mingjie and Wu Chengzhou watched from afar, their hearts trembling with horror.

Such a ruthless style, with a combat power that is against the sky, really makes people feel palpitations from the bottom of their hearts.

Now that things have happened, they finally understand why there are rumors that the young emperor of the demon clan is invincible.

This young man, regardless of his identity, his strength has long surpassed that of an extraordinary saint.

Ordinary true immortals, I'm afraid it would be difficult to match them.

"Damn you!"

Yin Haotian went berserk, and lightning shot through the air.

"roll!"

Yang Xuan only had this one word, and his expression was extremely cold. With one palm strike, I am invincible.

Yin Haotian was furious and didn't back away. Holding the Zhenjiao Shenjian Jietianjian, he transformed into a world-destroying sword light, like a long rainbow piercing the void, and slashed straight.

Yang Xuan didn't say anything, the golden and black brilliance in the palm of his hand bloomed, and he confronted the huge sword glow head-on.

boom!
An incomparable light erupted between the sky and the earth in an instant, and the deafening sound roared like a tsunami, which exploded the sky for thousands of miles. The ancient underworld, which was already dilapidated, also suffered an unimaginable impact as if a major earthquake had occurred. .

"puff!"

Yin Haotian felt as if struck by lightning, his arms were torn apart, and his body flew horizontally, blood staining the sky.

There was an expression of disbelief on his face, he had a magic weapon in his hand, and he used the strongest sword skill of Jietian Sect, but in the end he was blown away by Yang Xuan's palm, even the Jietian sword almost flew away fall.

In fact, he was quite proud of himself.

If it were an ordinary half-immortal monk, he would be smashed to pieces by Yang Xuan's full blow. He only injured his arms and suffered some internal injuries.

"So strong!"

Wang Tiande, Peng Wanshan and the others were all startled. They were stronger than Yin Haotian, the ancestor of Jietian Sect. A strong man who had stepped into the immortal gate with one and a half feet couldn't stop Yang Xuan's blow.

Yang Xuan stepped into the air and stood like a white-haired demon god. He turned to look at Meng Mingjie and Wu Chengzhou, and said with a sneer, "Go up too, lest I kill them one by one."

"Your Excellency is powerful, we are no match for you, please leave us a way to survive."

Wu Chengzhou gritted his teeth.

"Sorry, you all have to die."

Yang Xuan shook his head, cold and heartless.

"You forced me to do this, go to hell!"

Meng Mingjie let out a loud roar, a look of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and he quickly took out a gray-black ancient talisman and sacrificed it.

This ancient talisman originated from an ancient cave mansion. Meng Mingjie got two in total, and once used up one. It has the power to scare ghosts and demons and kill half immortals.

"Suffer to death!"

The only life-saving trump card was used, so why didn't Meng Mingjie feel heartbroken, and he only hoped that once this talisman was played, he could kill Yang Xuan in one fell swoop.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the gray-black ancient talisman suddenly rushed high into the sky, turning into a black mist that filled the sky.

The black mist was thick and never scattered, as if it was boundless, making the whole world oppressive and dead silent.

"This is the ghost talisman of the Ghost King Sect. It can summon a ghost fairy. Emperor Yang should not underestimate it!"

Peng Wuji seemed to recognize something, his face was moved immediately.

The Ghost King Sect is the ancient sect of the Eastern Emperor's Realm, who did all kinds of evil and killed countless people, but was destroyed by the Eastern Emperor in the end, and a sect that could be destroyed by the Eastern Emperor himself is enough to show how terrible it is.

"I'm not even afraid of real immortals, so why should I be afraid of some shit ghost immortals?"

Yang Xuan's expression was calm, and he said lightly: "If you really want to become a fairy, why do you call it a ghost? Come out, a wisp of the primordial spirit enters the talisman, and hides in it as a ghost, and you dare to try to prove the way with a ghost, it's really ridiculous."

"The mere junior who has just entered the Transcendent Realm can detect the existence of the old man. It really has some skills. Haha, no matter, the ancestor of the old ghost king, who has been living for so many years, is also time to find a physical body and reincarnate. Repeat my ghost king Zong's former glory."

The rampant and unbridled laughter was still there, and in the black mist that filled the sky, suddenly a huge, pitch-black giant claw protruded out of the mountain.

The giant claws, with nails that were several feet long, were exceptionally sharp, and the whole body shone with icy cold light. They grabbed it down at a high speed, and the target pointed directly at Yang Xuan.

"court death!"

Yang Xuan took out the Purgatory Sword, and when the sword fell, half-gold and half-black sword lights shot up into the sky.

"Dangdang"

The incomparably sharp sword energy struck the pitch-black giant claws, sparks shot out and clanged, as if it had struck gold and stone, and could not be cut at all.

(End of this chapter)