Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 205 Will Kill You

The Fountain of Life, in terms of its preciousness, is comparable to those rare magic medicines, but after absorbing a little bit, Yang Xuan felt a powerful life energy circulating in his body endlessly, making his whole body comfortable.

In just a short moment, his face returned to rosy, his body glowed, and the lost energy and blood became full. He didn't feel weak at all, and his whole body was full of vitality and radiance.

Not long after, even the broken bones and damaged internal organs healed.

However, this is not over yet, there are still strands of strange divine energy nourishing his physical body in Yang Xuan's body, his physical body has not become stronger, but he has a faint feeling that his body is getting healthier Now, some undetectable hidden diseases disappeared, and the longevity increased rapidly.

A drop of the fountain of life can allow an ordinary person to live for 800 years. This is by no means a lie. Even if Yang Xuan stops practicing, he can at least live for thousands of years.

"The treasure liquid that prolongs life is free." He muttered, and took another drop with his hand and put it in his mouth.

……

After a quarter of an hour, Yang Xuan took out a millennium cold jade bottle from the storage ring, and carefully put the fountain of life in the spring pool into it.

It is conservatively estimated that there are about forty drops in total.

"When I get out of the Ancient Mystery Realm, I will give you a drop of barbarian bully, and form a good relationship with the barbarian tribe. I will keep the rest for my own life." Yang Xuan muttered to himself, and solemnly put the cold jade bottle containing the spring of life into the bottle. Put it away.

This is a life-saving treasure, much stronger than the Nine-turn Ningbi Pill, with this thing, even if he is seriously injured and dying, he can be brought back to life.

"Shenfeng is very big, let me see if I can get some other good things." Yang Xuan swept his eyes and found a winding path not far away. He was about to go down the mountain to hunt for treasures, but he didn't take a few steps. , a mysterious force descended from the sky and enveloped him.

Then, there was a feeling of dizziness.

……

In the huge valley, Yan Changkong, Tu Tianjue, Jiang Shuitian, the patriarchs of the eight major martial arts families, the heads of various sects, elders, and many power holders from outside forces are all waiting, hoping to enter the ancient mysterious territory. The disciples of the sect and the juniors in the clan can gain something.

Of course, what everyone hopes most is the disciples, the juniors in the clan can come out alive.

As long as he can come out alive, he will surely achieve something in the future.

"What's wrong with Sect Master Jiang? He doesn't look very good-looking. Could it be that he is worried about the disciples of your sect?" At this time, the Sect Master of Shenxing Sect, Tu Tianjue, noticed that the Sect Master of Moon-Watching Sect, Jiang Shuitian, was absent-minded, so he couldn't help asking.

Jiang Shuitian came back to his senses, and glanced at Tu Tianjue lightly: "Look at Sect Master Tu's calm expression, don't you worry about your disciples at all?"

"Life and death are determined, wealth and honor are in the sky." Tu Tianjue said, looking sideways at Yan Changkong: "All the disciples under the head of the Yan Sect are elites, and I think there will be a big harvest this time."

"Hehe, then I would like to thank Sect Master Tu for his kind words." Yan Changkong smiled slightly, but there was still a trace of worry on his face.

Time flew by, just as everyone was looking forward to, three days passed, and it was [-]:[-] on the fourth day in a blink of an eye.

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Not surprisingly, the teleportation light gate reappeared in the sky above the valley, and one after another figures flashed and flew down from the light gate. Some people fell unexpectedly and cried out for pain.

"What's the matter? No one from my Yang family came out?" Looking at the many figures leaping out of the light gate, Yang Dingkun, the head of the Yang family, felt a little dizzy, because he didn't see even one of the people who came out. Yang family.

"Hey, Patriarch Yang's mourning has changed." The Patriarch of the Martial Dao Family who had a close friendship with Yang Dingkun comforted him.

"Pfft!" Yang Dingkun felt sad, and opened his mouth to spit out blood.

He understood that more than a dozen Yang family juniors and several elders of the Vientiane Realm had all died in the Ancient Mystery Territory. Although he had known for a long time that the death rate in the Ancient Mystery Territory was extremely high, he saw that the entire army of his clan was wiped out. It was still unbearable, the blow was too great.

"How is it possible, they are all dead, and none of them came out alive!"

"Haha, that's right. If you guys can come out alive, you will definitely achieve extraordinary things in the future."

In the valley, some people were happy and some were sad. After a few minutes, the light gate did not disappear, but no one appeared from the light gate.

"Wuzhou, why are there only a few of you left, where are the other elders and disciples?" Jiang Shuitian glanced at the crowd coming out of the Guangmen, and saw Zuo Wuzhou among a group of [-] or [-] disciples. The figure asked hurriedly.

"Sovereign, this old man is guilty, I am ashamed of you!" Zuo Wuzhou staggered to Jiang Shuitian's body, and fell to his knees on the ground.

"What's the matter, get up and talk." Jiang Shuitian frowned, and an extremely ominous premonition faintly rose in his heart. He glanced at the seventy or eighty disciples under his sect, his face changed suddenly, and he asked: "Wu Que What, is it!?"

"Wu... Wucai has fallen."

"What, dead, this is absolutely impossible, say, how did Wu Que die?"

"Zong, suzerain, Wuque was killed by Yang Xuan of Qixuanmen." Zuo Wuzhou choked up and said, he was also a person who lived to be 80 or [-] years old, but he thought that Hong Wuque died under his nose, and was still killed by him. Yang Xuan turned his head back alive, he still felt sad and ashamed, wishing he could kill himself on the spot to apologize.

"What did you say, Wu Que was killed by Yang Xuan!?" Jiang Shuitian staggered, his eyes turned black, he felt as if his soul had been pulled out of his body, and he almost passed out, his face was so pale that there was no blood.

It took a few seconds before he came back from the absent-minded state, and he was furious immediately, his eyes turned red, and he shouted: "Yang Xuan, if I, Jiang Shuitian, don't kill you, I swear I won't be human."

As soon as this remark came out, the entire valley was shaken and countless people looked at it.

For a while, the heads of the various forces, the head of the family, and the elders were all asking about the disciples who came out of the ancient mysterious territory, the juniors in the clan, and soon learned that Yang Xuan had leapfrogged and killed Hong Wuque and Nangong Tian in Yunhai. things.

One person fighting against two people, beheading two supreme geniuses, this is a huge event, and everyone's hearts are in a state of shock.

Wang Chuan, Xie Fei, Xia Yuwei, Liu Yue'er, Cheng Shaofeng, Zhou Hu and others who were lucky enough to leave the ancient mysterious realm alive were all shocked, with disbelief written all over their faces.

Although they knew that Yang Xuan was an evildoer with powerful strength, Nan Gongtian and Hong Wuque were both top geniuses who were destined to become famous in the world in the future, but they died in the ancient mysterious territory and were beheaded by Yang Xuan.

"What did you say, Yang Xuan killed Nangongtian!?" On the other side, Yan Changkong couldn't help shouting when he learned from Fu Hongyun that Yang Xuan had killed Nangongtian.

"Yan Changkong, if you don't hand over Yang Xuan to me today, even if Jiang is not your opponent, he will fight you to the death." Jiang Shuitian roared, his voice filled with endless grief and anger.

As the leader of a faction, Jiang Shuitian has lived for more than 200 years. In recent decades, there have been few things that can make him angry, but when he learned that Hong Wuque was killed by Yang Xuan, the anger in his heart was immediately suppressed. It ignited, and it was out of control.

"Although Yang Xuan is crazy, he is not bloodthirsty. He will kill Hong Wuque. There must be a reason." Yan Changkong snorted coldly. Xuan is not a reckless person.

"Sect Master, the matter is like this..." Fu Hongyun quickly sorted out his words, and briefly explained how Hong Wuque snatched the magic medicine from Qin Lan and Nangongtian attacked Qin Lan.

"You bastard, you should be killed. Death is not a pity." Yan Changkong was furious when he learned the truth.

"The sect master is right. Those two despicable villains deserved their crimes, and death is indeed not a pity." Suddenly, a figure jumped out of the light gate.

This is a slender boy in white clothes with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. While his clothes fluttered, he fell steadily to the ground, so free and unrestrained.

Needless to say, the boy in white was Yang Xuan, and he didn't know what happened, he was the last one to be sent out, but he didn't study this question, his eyes turned, and soon he saw Su Ziyao, Shen Yuexin, and the bully from the crowd. The three of them immediately felt relieved.

"Evil beast, you deserve to die!" Over there, Jiang Shuitian was furious and bloody, staring at Yang Xuan with a pair of red eyes, and his murderous aura was like a mountain torrent, oppressing Yang Xuan.

"What nonsense is the suzerain talking to him? Just kill him to avenge Wu Que." The elders of Wangyue Sect's Celestial Realm were also furious. They came here today to welcome their disciples, but who knew that hundreds of disciples entered the ancient gods Not to mention only 80 to [-] people from the secret realm survived, even the geniuses that the sect cultivated with all their strength died.

With Hong Wuque's intelligence and cultivation strength, generally speaking, even if he didn't get any great chance, he would definitely not die in the ancient mysterious territory, let alone be beheaded by Yang Xuan.

It has to be said that this is really a disgrace. The elders of Wangyue Sect's Celestial Realm feel ashamed, and at the same time feel very angry. They can't wait to beat Yang Xuan, the chief culprit, to ashes to vent their hatred.

"Little beast, my suzerain is bound to kill you today, go die." With a low growl, the veins on Jiang Shuitian's forehead twitched violently, and with a stroke of his hands, the cold air turned into ice knives, cutting through the sky and the earth, and flew towards Yang Xuan quickly.

"Jiang Shuitian, you dare to hurt my disciples." Yan Changkong was furious, his eyes stood up, his figure moved, and he appeared in front of Yang Xuan as if teleporting. Striking out across the sky, the flames were raging, smashing the skates like a bamboo, and roaring towards Jiang Shuitian.

"Break it!" Jiang Shui's celestial eyes were about to burst, his black hair stood on end, a long spear in his hand spat out a cold light, and the spear pierced straight at the attacking palm.

With a bang, Jiang Shuitian was invincible, spurting blood from his mouth, and even retreated with guns, unable to stop Yan Changkong's palm at all, all the protective energy on his body exploded one after another.

(End of this chapter)