Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 178
"That's right, they are all from the Nine Nether Sect."

Yang Xuan nodded, looked at the white-haired old man, and asked, "I'm curious, how did the people from your teaching enter the ancient gods' secret realm?"

"Hey, for the sake of your dying, it's okay to tell you that there is more than one teleportation door to enter the secret realm of the ancient gods." Now, I want to get rid of Yang Xuan here, so as not to let this scourge leave the Ancient Gods Secret Realm alive.

"So that's how it is." Yang Xuan came to a sudden, and said slowly: "Old man, you should have some status in Jiuyou Sect, can you tell me how to get rid of the smell of devil bone pollen, this smell is very uncomfortable on the body."

Hearing this, a group of men in black couldn't help laughing, they all looked at Yang Xuan as if they were seeing a dead person.

The white-haired old man was stunned for a while, and then smiled: "You are a brave boy, and you want to get rid of the smell of devil bone pollen when you are about to die."

"Why, do you still want to kill me?" Yang Xuan frowned, with a faint sneer on his lips, and there was no trace of panic on his face.

"Of course, your kid has opposed my teaching time and time again. Now that you have met here, you will naturally not be allowed to leave alive."

"Then you may be disappointed. In this palace, no one can kill me yet."

"Haha, don't be ashamed of your words, do you think that there are restrictions here that can't stimulate vitality, so we can't kill you?" The white-haired old man laughed angrily. They teach warriors to practice the technique of devouring. They have a strong body and can kill people without using vitality. , a group of people swarmed up, killing Yang Xuan is definitely not difficult.

"Since you are so confident, I'll play with you." Yang Xuan shrugged, and said to Xia Yuwei, "Stay back, so as not to be affected."

Xia Yuwei did as she said, and retreated far away. Everyone's faces were calm, as if they were not worried about Yang Xuan at all. This suddenly made the white-haired old man's heart tremble, and he thought: "Does this little bastard have anything to rely on?" ?”

Suddenly, he thought of something and shouted: "Quit, this kid must have a hidden weapon."

The hidden weapon he was talking about was of course the Fire Thunder Bead. Yang Xuan once used the Fire Thunder Bead to blow up one of them, an outer sect elder who was at the peak of the Vientiane Realm, in Fengyun Gorge. The white-haired old man didn't think he could stop it.

A group of men in black also seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly retreated after the white-haired old man, each one as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Don't worry, I don't have any hidden weapons on me, so feel free to come and kill me boldly." Yang Xuan sneered, but the more he said that, the more daring the white-haired old man and others dared to act rashly.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that you have been scared out of your wits, well, if you don't do it, then I will do it first." Yang Xuan shook his head, and with a thought, the little golden figure in the sea of ​​consciousness flew out of the sea of ​​consciousness, turning into a strange wave. The golden energy of his body became one with his physical body.

In an instant, his whole body changed, his whole body radiated golden light, his whole body, including the hair in his eyes, was covered with a layer of metal that shone with a cold luster, like a god of war in golden armor, his combat power doubled.

"This is you!?" The white-haired old man's pupils shrank, and behind him, a group of men in black also changed their colors in shock. What's going on with Yang Xuan, a metal substance appeared on his body.

"Haha, this is a war puppet, the treasure my young master got from this palace not long ago." With a wild laugh, Yang Xuan took the lead, leaped out, and came to the white-haired old man in a blink of an eye, piercing his chest with a punch. chest cavity.

puff!
The white-haired old man trembled violently, vomited blood from his mouth, and stared wide-eyed. He couldn't believe how Yang Xuan could be so terrifying, killing himself instantly.

"How is it possible, the elder is actually dead, and I can't catch his punch!" Many men in black were terrified, and then turned around and fled. Did not dare to stay.

"Can you go?" Yang Xuan rushed out, chasing up at an unparalleled speed, smashing the body of the last person with one punch, blood and blood splashing.

"Ah, he's not human, let's evacuate quickly." A group of men in black with pale faces ran desperately towards the outside of the palace.

Yang Xuan continued to pursue, and amidst the sound of crackling bones and flesh, he shot mercilessly, leaving only one alive, and killed the rest on the spot.

"Strong, really powerful!" Cheng Shaofeng was very excited, his blood was boiling with excitement, Yang Xuan combined with the war puppet, the combat power is too terrifying, it can be called invincible.

"Junior Sister, don't look, you'll vomit." Xia Yuwei quickly covered Liu Yue'er's eyes.

"Senior Sister, don't worry, Yue'er is fine." Liu Yue'er took Xia Yuwei's hand away and shook her head.

"Uh, it's really all right!?" Xia Yuwei was surprised.

"Well, Yue'er is used to it." Liu Yue'er stuck out her tongue. Although her face was a little pale, she did not vomit anymore.

"Hehe, Yue'er is doing well!" Yang Xuan smiled, stepped on the chest of a man in black under him, and asked, "How do you get rid of the smell of devil bone pollen?"

"I, I said, can you promise not to kill me!?"

"That's not acceptable. Whether you say it or not, I will kill you. Of course, you can choose not to say it, then I will slowly torture you and let you taste that life is worse than death."

"You, you devil, ah..."

"Speak or not?"

"I, I said, devil, devil bone pollen can't get rid of it, no, but after a day, the smell will dissipate by itself."

"That's it, thank you very much. In order to express my gratitude to you, I will give you a happy."

Yang Xuan nodded, pierced the throat of the man in black with his sword, and then waved to Cheng Shaofeng, Zhou Hu, and Lu An: "You three don't stand still, hurry up and clean the battlefield."

"This?" Cheng Shaofeng's face turned bitter. It's not like he hasn't cleaned the battlefield since he practiced, but looking at the flesh and blood stumps all over the ground, his scalp is a little numb, and he doesn't know where to start.

"I'm ready." Zhou Hu was more courageous, rolled up his sleeves, strode forward, quickly picked up the relics, and got seven or eight storage rings in a short time.

"I'm a little tired. I'll take a break. Open these storage rings and see if there are any good things." Yang Xuan sat on the ground and said to Zhou Hu.

"it is good."

……

There is no sun, moon and stars in the ancient mysterious territory, and naturally there is no such thing as day and night, the sky and the earth are always gray.

At this time, in the blood-colored ruins, the six figures walked forward cautiously. Mountains and rivers gradually appeared in front of them, and occasionally dilapidated pavilions and pavilions were seen. It can be vaguely seen how prosperous and brilliant this place was in the ancient times.

"Yang Xuan, along the way, the scenery is getting better and better, and the vitality of the world has become much stronger. Are we going to walk out of the bloody ruins?" Xia Yuwei looked at Yang Xuan.

"Hehe, women really have delicate thoughts." Yang Xuan said with a smile.

"Of course." Xia Yuwei rolled her eyes and gave him a blank look.

"Brother Yang, are we really about to walk out of the bloody ruins?" Zhou Hu asked.

"Well, it should be soon." Yang Xuan nodded.

Hearing this, whether it was Zhou Hu, Cheng Shaofeng and Lu An, their tense nerves also relaxed a little.

This is also normal, everyone has encountered many dangers all the way here, there are threats from the ancient relics, and there are also threats from warriors. Fortunately, with Yang Xuan, all the dangers have been resolved, but several people have also experienced big and small. Little fights.

Except for Yang Xuan, Xia Yuwei, and Liu Yueer who were unharmed, Zhou Hu, Cheng Shaofeng, and Lu An were more or less injured.

"Everyone, we are tired after driving for half a day, how about finding a place to rest for two hours?" Yang Xuan suggested.

"Alright." Xia Yuwei and the others agreed.

"Look, there is a huge palace over there." Suddenly, Liu Yue'er pointed forward.

Everyone looked up and saw a central area of ​​dilapidated buildings, where a majestic palace was located, without the slightest sign of decay, standing out from the crowd.

"Okay, let's go there to rest our feet, maybe we can find some treasures in it." Yang Xuan took the lead and walked over. He didn't walk fast, and his senses were fully activated, guarding against sneak attacks by warriors.

The bloody ruins are definitely a place to hide treasures, and it has also attracted many warriors who entered this place to move their minds, wanting to kill people to seize treasures and get something for nothing.

The journey was very safe, with no ancient relics appearing, and no warriors hiding in the dark. However, as the distance to the palace got closer, Yang Xuan's face gradually revealed a look of surprise.

He faintly felt the breath released from the palace, a bit like sword intent.

No, it wasn't the sword intent, but the stronger and fiercer sword aura, which caused a tearing pain in both the body and soul.

"Yang Xuan, stop, we can't get any closer, that palace is weird." Xia Yuwei frowned, dripping with sweat and panting, she pulled the pale-faced Liu Yue'er away.

Cheng Shaofeng, Zhou Hu, and Lu An couldn't bear the aura of swordsmanship rushing towards them, and retreated one after another.

"There are many buildings near here, you can find a place to rest, and we will meet here in two hours."

After leaving a sentence, Yang Xuan walked towards the palace.

Up to now, Yang Xuan has already seen that the aura of the sword is the profound meaning of the sword that surpasses the sword intent, representing the extreme of the sword, and the killing power is shocking and weeping ghosts and gods.

The closer he was to the palace, the more Yang Xuan could feel the horror of the profound meaning of the sword, as if a colorless and transparent sword-shaped aura shot up from the palace and scattered the gray clouds and mists in the sky, domineering and fierce.

"The bloody ruins should be a huge city, and this palace is probably the core of the bloody ruins. In ancient times, there must have been a big man who understood the profound meaning of the sword."

"Damn it, this esoteric art of the sword is too strong, I can't get close to it, if I force it, my body and soul will collapse."

Thinking of this in his heart, Yang Xuan's eyes flickered, and he hesitated for a while. He knew that there must be something extraordinary in the palace. If he didn't go in and take a look, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

(End of this chapter)