Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1472 Zhan Senluo

"Hmph, if you dare to go deep into this place alone, I really don't know if you are not afraid of death, or if you are a skilled person with courage."

Hou Leng squinted his eyes sharply, looking at Yang Xuan coldly.

Yang Xuan was tall and straight, dressed in white, his face was cut like a knife, and his appearance was fairly handsome, but his cultivation base was too low, his head full of white hair was extremely dazzling, no matter how he looked at it, he had lost his vitality seriously, and he looked like he had no lifespan.

This is normal, after all, this is a forbidden land of barren mountains, and the heaven and earth are permeated with the power of stripping away the years. Anyone who comes here will be eroded by the power of the years, and will slowly grow old until they turn into a pile of dry bones. no longer exists.

Of course, the higher the cultivation level, the longer the lifespan. For these real fairyland monks, as long as they don't stay too long, as long as they don't go too deep into the barren mountains, their lives will not be in danger, at most they will consume some lifespan Forget it, you can use some life-enhancing pills or Sui Yue Guo to recover afterwards.

But the monks below the true immortals are different. They are not yet able to condense immortal energy in their bodies.

It is true that if a monk of the immortal way wants to achieve something and become a master, he must not be afraid of death, dare to fight and dare to break through, but if he wants to become stronger, he must know how to advance and retreat, know how to choose and choose, and can't blindly act recklessly, otherwise it will be nothing but nothing in the end .

Thinking of this, Hou Leng said again: "Boy, do you know that you are really stupid, and stupid people often don't end well."

In this valley, there are a total of three Year Fruits growing. After killing the Yuhua Sect group, they have all been obtained by their Blood Floating Sect. Yang Xuan opened his mouth and asked for one or two Year Fruits. His appetite is really not ordinary.

However, no matter how good the fruit of time is, you have to weigh whether you can get it.

This kid's cultivation is obviously not high, and his hair is even gray, so he doesn't know how long he can live. Even if he finally gets one or two Year Fruits, he is afraid that he will die of old age in the mountains before he walks out of the barren mountains.

"Do I look stupid?"

Yang Xuan touched his nose and couldn't help laughing.

Since he chose to show up from the dark, he was ready to kill and seize the fruits. Anyway, the three Time Fruits were snatched by Hou Leng and others, so he wouldn't feel uneasy if he started.

Sen Luo looked angry, and said coldly: "Boy, no matter who you are or what background you have, you have seen things that you shouldn't see, let alone the idea of ​​Sui Yue Guo."

"Treasures are capable, aren't they?"

Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows lightly, with a half-smile.

"Haha, this is the funniest joke that I, Sen Luo, have ever heard since my debut."

Sen Luo laughed back angrily.

It's just a young man who is at the pinnacle of the extraordinary and half-immortal. This kind of monk can be caught in the Real Martial Immortal Realm, as many as there are, even if he seems to have cultivated an amazing breath-holding technique, even if he has something to rely on. , but it is also difficult to pull out a big wave.

Immortal practice, cultivation base determines strength, without the cultivation base of Immortal Monarch Realm, one cannot be regarded as a master at all, and besides, in this forbidden land of barren mountains, Immortal Monarch cannot come.

For Sen Luo, as long as he is not a fairy king, he is not afraid of anyone, including Fang Baiyu, the first true disciple of the Ascension Sect.

Yang Xuan rarely talked nonsense, looked around Sen Luo, Hou Leng and the others, and said: "It's useless to talk more, let's go together later, after I kill you, I have to go elsewhere to collect Sui Yue Guo, I have no time to waste time with you."

Yang Xuan naturally wouldn't pay attention to a group of true fairyland monks. Although he has not yet broken through to the real fairyland, his strength far exceeds his own cultivation.

It can be said that as long as he is not facing an immortal king, he will not be in any danger, whether it is an immortal king or an immortal saint, he can run away even if he cannot be beaten, and no one can keep him.

With the Great Void Art combined with the Kunpeng Wings, his speed is not a vegetarian, and he also has the Heaven Swallowing Talisman, which can suppress the vitality of his body, making it difficult for outsiders to find him, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

"The madman courts death!"

"An ant-like thing, I think you are really impatient to live."

"Senior Brother Sen Luo, wait a moment, Junior Brother will go over and take him down for you, and leave him alone."

The faces of many Blood Floating Sect cultivators were ashen, and they were furious, and they were about to strike if someone made a gesture.

Among them, apart from Sen Luo and Hou Leng, the lowest level of cultivation has reached the third heaven of the real fairyland. If they can't even deal with a half-immortal, it will make people laugh out loud.

"Stop it, it's not easy, I have to deal with it myself."

Sen Luo waved his hand and strode towards Yang Xuan, "Your breath holding technique is extraordinary, if you are willing to dedicate this technique to me, I can promise to keep your whole body."

"Have you finished explaining your last words?"

As soon as Yang Xuan's words came out, even Sen Luo was angered.

"If you don't want to drink a toast, I'll break your hands and feet, cut off your tongue, and then use the soul-searching and memory-destroying technique to find what I want from your mind."

"Yes, then you can come and try."

Yang Xuan remained motionless, calmly speaking.

He has mastered the eight disciplines of life and death, and his body is sanctified. Even if he doesn't use other means, he can still suppress and kill real immortals with his strong physique, so why be afraid of a Senluo?
This Sen Luo may be a genius in the Blood Floating Sect, and he can also be regarded as a leader among the younger generation in this fairyland, but he cannot threaten him, let alone attract his attention.

The fairyland is vast, and there are many masters, but the higher the realm, the more difficult it is to see, because those people spend most of their time subconsciously cultivating and enlightening, and have no time to go out for a walk.

"die!"

Sen Luo's murderous intent soared all over his body, and he suddenly raised the Xuanyin ghost banner, and the Xuanyin ghost banner rushed out of the sky full of ferocious ghosts, and rushed towards Yang Xuan. In an instant, Yang Xuan surrounded the world and became a ghost area.

"A member of the Xuefu sect wants to use his ghost weapon, why don't you just join the Xuanyin sect."

Yang Xuan taunted, a wave of divine thoughts turned into a storm, crushing the evil spirits around him, and let out a series of mournful howls.

These evil spirits are all refined from the souls of true fairyland monks. The best way to deal with them is to forcibly destroy their souls with spiritual power.

"I didn't expect that your divine sense is so strong, and you also practice such a powerful spiritual mystic technique!"

Sen Luo was startled, his expression became a bit dignified, his figure only flickered, and the person came to Yang Xuan, punched him, and with one punch, the evil spirit of blood was like a boundless sea of ​​blood, extremely terrifying .

"You shouldn't have fought me hand-to-hand."

Yang Xuan shook his head, his five fingers formed into claws, he broke through the bloody aura coming towards his face, and accurately grabbed Sen Luo's fist.

boom!
When the fists and claws collided, there was a muffled sound, and then Sen Luo was shocked to find that his fist was held tightly by Yang Xuan in front of him with his bare hands, unable to break free.

(End of this chapter)