Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1444 Ghost King Patriarch
"What a hard thing!"

Yang Xuan frowned slightly. He used the Purgatory Sword to stimulate the God-killing Sword Qi, which was extremely powerful, but he never expected that it would not be able to hurt the mysterious giant claw in the slightest.

"Jie Jie, this sword of yours is very good. If it is sacrificed and refined, it will definitely become a very good immortal weapon."

With a grin like a ghost crying, the pitch-black giant claws were grabbed from the sky, and quickly enlarged, like a huge cage, trying to trap Yang Xuan in it.

Yang Xuan didn't say anything. He shook the purgatory sword in his hand, and the sword's light soared, and he slashed at the pitch-black giant claw. The claws flew out without any damage.

This claw is not only extremely sharp and extremely fast, it is also very strong and can be broken by extraordinary external force.

"What the hell is this!?"

Wang Tiande, Peng Wuji and the others watched from afar, and their faces couldn't help showing shock.

But shock was nothing but shock, but they also understood that Yang Xuan's strength was definitely more than that.

Yin Haotian, Meng Mingjie, and Wu Chengzhou also had this kind of thought deep in their hearts, so they didn't act rashly for a while.

Not long ago, Yang Xuan had forcibly killed Sun Pengyun and Hu Ziming under their noses, which made them extremely afraid.

"The characters in the ancient times, I have to say, are really tricky, just want to threaten me because of this, don't you think it's a bit arrogant?"

Yang Xuan raised his head and stared coldly at the black mist that could not be seen at a glance in the sky. The black mist was very eerie and frightening, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"This is the ghost claw of the old man's natal magic weapon. It is the dragon claw of an ancient black dragon. It is supplemented by refining various rare god gold. It can be attacked and defended. It is invincible. No one below the true immortal can shake it. It is enough to deal with you." .”

An icy voice came out of the black mist, and the next moment, the pitch-black giant claw roared down again, reaching the top of Yang Xuan's head, less than half a meter away from him.

This giant claw is tens of feet in size. It is not so much a dragon claw as it is a hideous hook.

The nail-like claws are bent like sky hooks, sharp and compelling, and seem to be able to penetrate everything.

The ancient black dragon was the overlord of the beasts in the ancient times. It was extremely vicious and could instantly kill an extraordinary saint with a single claw.

What's more, this ghost claw is still sacrificed day and night by the ancestor of the ghost king, and its power will only become stronger.

It was precisely because of this that the ancestor of the ghost king was able to run rampant in the Eastern Emperor's Realm in the ancient times, and it was difficult for anyone to be an enemy to him.

"Ghost Claw..."

Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes, and his figure drifted back, avoiding its sharp edge.

This ghost claw is extremely fast and highly poisonous. It is designed to destroy the monk's body and spirit. It is definitely a rare murderous weapon. Even he dare not resist it with his body.

His physical body is very strong, but he has not yet reached the point of ignoring magic weapons.

Of course, if he activates the Underworld Demon Battle Body, he can just ignore it, but why should he use his trump card for a little ghost king patriarch?
"Haha, the ghost claw and the old man have a mind-to-heart connection, and can lock the enemy's aura. Unless you can become invisible and suppress your breath, you won't be able to hide even if you want to. , if you have any unfulfilled wishes, I can also promise you here and fulfill them for you one by one."

Hidden in the black mist, the ancestor of the ghost king controlled the ghost claw with his spiritual thoughts, and continued to attack Yang Xuan with a speed as fast as lightning.

An ordinary half-immortal might be torn apart by one of its claws if caught off guard, its power should not be underestimated.

Yang Xuan looked calm, although he was not afraid in his heart, he had plenty of means to make the other party feel what despair was.

For a rat who hides his head and shows his tail, he dares to peek at his body, he really wants to die.

He swayed, began to exert strength, and swung his sword hard.

"Bang", "Bang..."

The continuous collisions and terrifying roars can be heard endlessly, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Although the Ghost Claw is very strong, Yang Xuan's Purgatory Sword is not weak either. Although this sword has not yet been advanced, it is also extremely tough.

Relying on the power of his body, he held his sword all the way to the sky, and swept out with a sword, cutting the black mist in half, but it quickly condensed again, but the color was obviously a little weaker.

"Junior, you managed to piss me off."

The ancestor of the ghost king hated him so much, he turned his soul into a fog, the black fog was injured, and his soul was also injured.

This made him go crazy, an astonishing coercion of divine sense suddenly erupted and attacked Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan remained motionless, resisting the coercion of this divine sense. Compared with the divine sense, he who has practiced the technique of splitting the silk to refine the gods is not weaker than the ancestor of the ghost king, and even worse, the divine sense of the ancestor of the ghost king blasted On his body, it was no different from scratching an itch, and it couldn't hurt his soul at all.

"Okay, okay, even the divine sense is so powerful, you are indeed the best object that I have been looking for for many years."

The ancestor of the ghost king was not angry but happy.

"Don't be careless, the ancestor of the ghost king. This son has amazing blood and unfathomable strength. He is not so easy to deal with. He is..."

Meng Mingjie was full of anxiety, and wanted to remind him, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted coldly by the ancestor of the ghost king.

"No matter who he is, no matter how strong his bloodline is, he has to become the carrier of the old man's rebirth today. Instead of standing there, why don't you come over and help the old man."

Hearing this, Wang Tiande and the others showed mocking expressions on their faces.

This ghost king patriarch obviously just woke up, before he even figured out the situation, he dared to boast, he was pitifully stupid.

The Young Emperor of the Mozu, a monster who was able to leapfrog and kill half-immortals decades ago, is now only more tyrannical than before.

It can only be said that the ancestor of the ghost king made a miscalculation and provoked a ruthless person who should not be provoked. This time he became an enemy of Yang Xuan, and in the end he would only end up in a tragic end.

"Junior, don't make unnecessary struggles, so you can save some suffering."

The ancestor of the ghost king smiled sadly, and his voice revealed an unruly look.

"Back then, the old man was attacked by the Eastern Emperor at the moment of his ascension. Although he lost his body and suffered heavy damage to his soul, it is not something you can fight against."

After a pause, he added: "If you perfect the old man, within a thousand years, the old man will help you ascend to immortality, and from then on you will live the same life as the heaven and the earth, and shine with the sun and the moon. Wouldn't it be great?"

While speaking, a tyrannical divine thought penetrated into the ghost claw, causing it to transform into thousands of claw shadows, blocking any possible space for Yang Xuan to dodge.

"It's you who became immortal, not me. After all, it takes a thousand years to become immortal. Don't you think it's too slow?"

Yang Xuan sneered unceasingly, started the leisurely walk that he hadn't used for a long time, shuttled past the shadows of claws all over the sky, it was as comfortable as strolling in the courtyard.

"Don't be slow, after all, you have just entered the Transcendent Realm, and the old man has taken you away, and it will take a long time to get used to your body."

The ghost king patriarch's voice was cold, as if he didn't expect Yang Xuan's body skills to be so ghostly, and he was able to evade his own ghost claws repeatedly.

But the stronger Yang Xuan was, the happier he was, and the more he wanted to take Yang Xuan down.

(End of this chapter)