Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 326

Gradually, Yang Xuan's body heated up rapidly, and his skin was flushed, as if bleeding could ooze out. This was caused by the surge of qi and blood caused by too much pain.

Yang Xuan was panting like a cow, sweating profusely, and there was even a little blood in the sweat.

Discovering this, he hastily closed the pores of his body to prevent the loss of Qi and blood.

These bloodshots contained a little energy of the Undead Water, so naturally they couldn't be wasted.

At this moment, although the qi and blood in his body are rioting, it is still within his tolerance range. He has always maintained the posture of Xuanwu Dali Jue, and worked hard to temper the six internal organs, striving to be able to practice the internal organs today.

Time passed bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, he had been practicing for three hours.

At this moment, after refining the last bottle of Undead Water, his six internal organs vibrated, causing all internal organs to hum and thump.

Opening his eyes, Yang Xuan's eyes sparkled with light. He took a deep breath, and then let it out. He only felt that his breathing became smoother, and his whole body was full of great strength.

At this time, his internal organs are as hard as iron, but yet resilient, and a strange rhythm can be heard in his body every time he breathes in and out.

Yang Xuan sighed: "Finally, the training of the internal organs is complete, and then I can find a time to retreat and practice the Eight Doors of Life and Death."

There are eight gates of life and death, and each gate is accompanied by corresponding dangers. Although the gate of life is the easiest to open, if someone disturbs it, it will be a trivial matter to waste all previous efforts.

"Try your strength!" Yang Xuan sank into his dantian and punched out violently.

"Boom!" There was a dull loud noise, a vacuum appeared, and the whole practice room was violently turbulent, causing great movement.

"Very good, the fist strength has really reached [-] catties!" Yang Xuan was very excited. Now that he is facing Jin Ming, he is sure to rely on the puppet to defeat him, but it is a bit difficult to kill Jin Ming. After all, he is a descendant of the ancient mythical beast Golden Winged Roc. With the Golden Wings of the Roc, he can escape if he cannot be defeated.

Shaking his head, Yang Xuan murmured to himself: "Xuanwu Dali Jue has come to an end. After that, there are eight gates of life and death, the gate of life, the gate of rest, the gate of Du, the gate of injury, the gate of scenery, the gate of shock, the gate of opening, and the gate of death. It takes fearlessness, boldness, and great opportunity to get through, and finally the body is sanctified."

As he spoke, his eyes showed anticipation, hoping that one day he could surpass Master Zhanwang and open up all eight gates of life and death.

"It's not in a hurry now, when I get back to the Sword God Palace, I'll use the real dragon fruit to open the gate of life." Yang Xuan wiped the sweat off his face, and left the practice room.

After taking a shower and spending time with Xia Yuwei, Yang Xuan entered the practice room again, preparing to refine the fossils to improve his cultivation. He got more than 100 fossils from the storage ring of Xiaoyao Sect Master Xiahoufeng. Dongming Haiyu spent dozens of yuan when he came to Zhongzhou, and now there are still about thirty yuan left.

Although it is necessary to absorb a large amount of vitality every time the Heavenly Human Realm rises to a higher level, in Yang Xuan's view, if he can refine these thirty or so fortune stones, his cultivation should be able to reach the third Heavenly Human Realm level.

Just as Yang Xuan was contemplating, the voice of Purgatory Boy came: "Boy, someone is here to trouble you."

"Who?"

"Song Boming."

"Oh, where is he?"

Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows slantingly, and there was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, covered by the supreme dragon of the dragon clan, Long Youlan, he now wished that Song Boming would seek revenge on him.

"It's just outside the Drunken Immortal Building, but he has changed his appearance, you may not be able to recognize him." Purgatory Boy said.

"Hey, do I need to recognize him?" Yang Xuan smiled sadly.

"Your boy is really full of bad things. Are you planning to borrow a knife to kill people?" Purgatory boy is a fine person, so he naturally understands what Yang Xuan wants to do.

"Of course, with the Supreme Dragon Clan here, unless Song Boming doesn't do anything, he will definitely die." After Yang Xuan finished speaking, he left the practice room and asked Xia Yuwei to practice hard, then he left the guest room alone. Without letting them follow, he went all the way down the Zuixian Tower and came outside.

Outside Zuixian Tower, there was a lot of traffic and people coming and going.

Yang Xuan stretched his waist facing the rising sun, but he didn't bother to check Song Boming's location. He wandered along the spacious street with the crowd, quietly waiting for Song Boming to make a move.

Song Boming was very careful and didn't act in a hurry, probably because he was worried about Ditian and others in Zuixian Tower.

"It's almost there." Yang Xuan thought as he walked, he was several miles away from the Zuixian Tower, and he knew that Song Boming might explode into trouble at any time.

"Little Yang Xuan, it's time for your death!" Just as Yang Xuan was thinking about it, there was an angry shout, and a flash of lightning flashed towards him.

The person came at an extremely fast speed, and a big hand stretched out, causing a roar in the void, and grabbed Yang Xuan's neck with lightning speed.

"What happened!?"

"Hey, isn't that Yang Xuan, who was actually captured."

"Who is that person, who attacked Yang Xuan so blatantly, isn't he afraid of revenge from the Sword God Palace afterwards?"

"The cultivation base at the peak of the Fate Realm, if I'm not wrong, he should be Song Boming, Marquis of Jinyang of the Great Jin Kingdom."

"It turned out to be him, it seems that he is seeking revenge!"

"Of course, his son Song Yun was beheaded by Yang Xuan, how could he let it go?"

When the crowd in the vicinity was screaming and discussing, Yang Xuan was still held by Song Boming without changing his face, and said calmly: "If you don't come to seek revenge on me, you may live for another three or five years, but since you came Already, then just leave your life here today.”

"Haha, you're so cheap when you're about to die, you little bastard, you have to figure out the situation, you've already been captured by me, I just need to use my strength, and you will be decapitated and die unexpectedly." Song Boming was furious. Laughing, with a ferocious expression and murderous intent in his eyes.

He hated Yang Xuan to the core, and when he heard the news that Yang Xuan was in Chaos City, he rushed here day and night.

"Really, then you can do it." Yang Xuan was still so calm.

This made Song Boming frowned, a little puzzled, but when he thought of his son Song Yun's tragic death in Yang Xuan's hands, he opened his eyes angrily, bursting out with hatred and killing intent, and shouted: "Nonsense, my son was killed!" You killed me cruelly, and I was ruined by you, even if I die, I will hold you back and let me die."

After all, Yang Xuan's neck was about to be crushed.

"In this city, whoever dares to touch a hair of this kid Yang Xuan, I will definitely kill him."

Suddenly, a cold snort sounded like thunder, resounding throughout the chaotic city, causing a major earthquake. Many people heard that this voice came from the cold-faced venerable who killed people without blinking an eye, and couldn't help but ruthlessly shudder in their hearts. trembling.

No one expected that the cold-faced venerable would protect Yang Xuan so much.

Here, with a cold snort, Song Boming vomited blood as if struck by lightning, and the big hand holding Yang Xuan's neck became weak, and Yang Xuan easily broke free.

"Kneel down." Yang Xuan shouted coldly and kicked Song Boming's right knee.

Click!

There was a crisp bone cracking sound, Song Boming couldn't stand upright, and knelt down on one knee, his face contorted in pain.

"Bang!" Yang Xuan's expression was cold and he did not give up. Another kick broke Song Boming's left knee.

thump!
Song Boming's left leg gave way, his knees touched the ground, and he knelt down in front of Yang Xuan.

("It's almost there." Yang Xuan thought as he walked, he is now several miles away from the Zuixian Tower, and he knows that Song Boming may explode at any time.

"Little Yang Xuan, it's time for your death!" Just as Yang Xuan was thinking about it, there was an angry shout, and a flash of lightning flashed towards him.

The person came at an extremely fast speed, and a big hand stretched out, causing a roar in the void, and grabbed Yang Xuan's neck with lightning speed.

"What happened!?"

"Hey, isn't that Yang Xuan, who was actually captured."

"Who is that person, who attacked Yang Xuan so blatantly, isn't he afraid of revenge from the Sword God Palace afterwards?"

"The cultivation base at the peak of the Fate Realm, if I'm not wrong, he should be Song Boming, Marquis of Jinyang of the Great Jin Kingdom."

"It turned out to be him, it seems that he is seeking revenge!"

"Of course, his son Song Yun was beheaded by Yang Xuan, how could he let it go?"

When the crowd in the vicinity was screaming and discussing, Yang Xuan was still held by Song Boming without changing his face, and said calmly: "If you don't come to seek revenge on me, you may live for another three or five years, but since you came Already, then just leave your life here today.”

"Haha, you're so cheap when you're about to die, you little bastard, you have to figure out the situation, you've already been captured by me, I just need to use my strength, and you will be decapitated and die unexpectedly." Song Boming was furious. Laughing, with a ferocious expression and murderous intent in his eyes.

He hated Yang Xuan to the core, and when he heard the news that Yang Xuan was in Chaos City, he rushed here day and night.

"Really, then you can do it." Yang Xuan was still so calm.

This made Song Boming frowned, a little puzzled, but when he thought of his son Song Yun's tragic death in Yang Xuan's hands, he opened his eyes angrily, bursting out with hatred and killing intent, and shouted: "Nonsense, my son was killed!" You killed me cruelly, and I was ruined by you, even if I die, I will hold you back and let me die."

After all, Yang Xuan's neck was about to be crushed.

"In this city, whoever dares to touch a hair of this kid Yang Xuan, I will definitely kill him."

Suddenly, a cold snort sounded like thunder, resounding throughout the chaotic city, causing a major earthquake. Many people heard that this voice came from the cold-faced venerable who killed people without blinking an eye, and couldn't help but ruthlessly shudder in their hearts. trembling.

No one expected that the cold-faced venerable would protect Yang Xuan so much.

Here, with a cold snort, Song Boming vomited blood as if struck by lightning, and the big hand holding Yang Xuan's neck became weak, and Yang Xuan easily broke free.

"Kneel down." Yang Xuan shouted coldly and kicked Song Boming's right knee.

Click!

There was a crisp bone cracking sound, Song Boming couldn't stand upright, and knelt down on one knee, his face contorted in pain.

"Bang!" Yang Xuan's expression was cold and he did not give up. Another kick broke Song Boming's left knee.

thump!
Song Boming's left leg gave way, his knees touched the ground, and he knelt down in front of Yang Xuan. )
(End of this chapter)