Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1626 Heavenly Dragon Dynasty
"Is this what the elders mean?"

Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiumokong, with a pair of jet-black eyes as deep as the ocean, he asked with a half-smile.

Since this brocade-clothed man calls Jiumokong his master, he is undoubtedly Jiumokong's disciple.

This person can cultivate to the peak of the Immortal Monarch Realm at a young age, and he can be regarded as a genius of the Immortal Dao. However, his brain is not very good. As long as he has a little brain, he should be able to see that his master Jiumokong has no intention of forcing him to stay. .

"Young student is not sensible, don't mind my friend, you can leave anytime."

Jiumokong laughed and said, he is still an old man after all, and he doesn't want to get into unnecessary troubles. A young man like Yang Xuan, who is a proud junior, can never be a casual cultivator. It is better not to offend as much as possible if he can make friends.

Some people, once they form a hatred, it is really impossible to resolve it.

It is true that his cultivation is far higher than that of Yang Xuan, and if he really wants to make a move, he can easily suppress Yang Xuan, but if he really wants to do this, he will definitely anger the forces behind Yang Xuan.

If Yang Xuan is really a casual cultivator, there is no need to worry, but what if he is the heir of a certain great sect?

"Master is a dignified and superior Immortal King. I am afraid of what he will do as a junior. No matter where he comes from or what background he has, disciples are not afraid. If I, Long Xuan, don't speak, he will never leave here."

The man in brocade clothes interjected, with an unhappy expression on his face.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, his master was just humiliated, and even said that he, an apprentice, was ignorant, which made him feel ashamed.

"It's ridiculous, I, Yang Xuan, want to leave, who would dare to block my way?"

Yang Xuan fixed his figure and looked at the brocade-clothed man who called himself Long Xuan, with a cold smile on his face.

"What about Yang Xuan, this prince has never heard of it. Unless you kowtow to my master today to make amends, otherwise you won't be able to leave alive."

In the southern part of the Immortal Territory, there are not a few monks with the surname Yang, but there is no Yang family. From Long Xuan's point of view, Yang Xuan might really be a casual cultivator.

There is no shortage of arrogance among casual cultivators. Some people have great luck, and their cultivation goes smoothly.

"I didn't expect to be a prince, but is a prince really amazing?"

Yang Xuan pursed his lips. There are many immortal dynasties in the Immortal Realm, but not every immortal dynasties have a long history and rich heritage. While thinking about it, he couldn't help but look at Long Xuan more.

Dressed in luxurious robes, with a jade-like crown and star-like eyes, she has a very outstanding temperament. She has a bit of an emperor's air when she raises her hands and feet, which one dare not underestimate.

"I haven't even heard of my name. It seems that you are not a monk in the southern part of the Immortal Territory. Otherwise, you wouldn't be so ignorant."

Long Xuan sneered, raised his foot and took a few steps forward, looked at Wu Lingyan beside Yang Xuan a few more times before returning to Yang Xuan, and said word by word: "I, Long Xuan, From the Tianlong Dynasty, you must have heard of the Tianlong Dynasty, right?"

Hearing this, Yang Xuan's eyes flashed, and he said lightly: "Is it Tianlong Dynasty, I have heard a little bit about it."

In Lin Feng's memory, there is information about Tianlong Dynasty.

The Tianlong Dynasty was born in the last years of the ancient times. According to legend, its first emperor was a powerful celestial sage. Few people dare to provoke a powerful party.

An immortal dynasty is ruled by a group of immortal cultivators, and an ancient dynasty such as the Tianlong Dynasty, both in terms of the number and level of immortal cultivators, far exceeds the ordinary immortal dynasty.

"Listen well, I am the Ninth Prince of the Tianlong Dynasty, and my father is the current emperor of the Tianlong Dynasty, known as Emperor Wuji."

Long Xuan said arrogantly, his father's full name was Long Wuji, because of his cultivation in the realm of emperor, many people called him Emperor Wuji.

"Whether it's the Ninth Prince or the First Prince, what does it have to do with me?"

Yang Xuan shook his head, suddenly became domineering and powerful, and said: "Don't say that you are just a little prince, even if your father Long Wuji is here, he can't stand in my way."

As soon as this remark came out, many monks watching the excitement couldn't help but gasped.

Yang Xuan was disrespectful to Jiumokong, he just turned a blind eye to Long Xuan, and even called out the name of Emperor Wuji to his face, saying that even if Long Wuji came, he couldn't stand in his way, this is not so much arrogance as madness , It's shocking to think about it.

"Bold, what is your identity, what cultivation level, dare to offend my lord, Emperor Wuji?"

"It's disgusting, let's go together, take him down, and wait for the Ninth Prince to deal with him."

At the same time that people were shocked, several immortal saints in armor and full of tyrannical aura rushed forward in unison, and stood behind Long Xuan, and they all glared at him with fire-breathing eyes as they spoke. With Yang Xuan.

Seeing this scene, Wu Lingyan's pretty face changed, and she grabbed Yang Xuan's arm subconsciously, a little nervous.

"Don't worry, it's all about me."

Yang Xuan comforted me in a low voice, and looked up at the armor-clothed immortal saints, "Why, if you want more people to bully me, can't you have fewer people?"

"you wanna die!"

Several immortal saints in armor were furious, they were all Long Xuan's personal guards, and they were also monks of the Tianlong Dynasty, if they hadn't relied on their status and cultivation level, if it hadn't been for Long Xuan not saying a word, they might have thrown themselves into trouble long ago.

"It's you who are courting death."

Yang Xuan ridiculed that he had just formed the body of the God of War, and was worried about where to go to fight with others, so as to consolidate his fighting will, but now, someone automatically came to the door.

"Junior, you are too conceited. Just because you dare to speak insultingly to Emperor Wuji, this old man will never let you leave easily."

Jiumokong shouted in a deep voice, he originally wanted to calm things down, but now, he has completely given up on this idea.

After all, he, Jiumokong, is the ancestor of the Biyun Sect, a high-ranking immortal king who has been famous for a long time, and he even has Long Xuan, the ninth prince of the Tianlong Dynasty, as his apprentice, and has the entire Tianlong Dynasty as his backer. Can't the unknown junior immortal king succeed?

"To deal with this son, one disciple is enough, so why do you need Master to go out in person?"

With a wave of his hand, Long Xuan walked directly to an open space, stared at Yang Xuan with sharp eyes, and said, "You and I are about the same level of cultivation, and it's not about who bullies the other, so I'll just ask you, how dare you live and die with me?" World War I?"

With so many people watching, Long Xuan didn't want to use his hands. He also had the confidence to deal with Yang Xuan.

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

Yang Xuandao didn't refuse, nor was he afraid.

"Husband, you..."

On the side, Wu Lingyan hesitated to speak.

"It's okay, it's just a prince of the dynasty. If you kill him, you will kill him. There is nothing to worry about."

Yang Xuan didn't deliberately lower his voice, and his words completely enraged Long Xuan.

"Madman, I will kill you!"

Long Xuan's face was extremely gloomy, his lungs were about to explode, and the fight had already started, the other party seemed to believe that he would die, how could he bear it?

"It only takes two moves to kill you, take it!"

Yang Xuan opened his mouth, then jumped up, stretched out a big hand, and slashed down towards Long Xuan condescendingly.

(End of this chapter)