Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 633

At this moment, there was no sound in the hall, and no one spoke.

Shang Jie and the others looked at Qiu Shaoyang and then at Yang Xuan, all of them showed fear in their eyes.

Qiu Shaoyang, who was as strong as Tian Yuzong, said that Yang Xuan was helpless, and was faintly suppressed.

This is because Yang Xuan didn't use the divine sword. If he had used the divine sword, Qiu Shaoyang would have been defeated.

Qiu Shaoyang seemed to know this too, so his face was very ugly.

He fixed his eyes on Yang Xuan, and said, "I have to say that your strength is really strong, no wonder you can defeat Ji Changtian."

"When did I get defeated by him?"

Ji Changtian was so angry.

He was indeed at a disadvantage in the battle with Yang Xuan at the foot of the Black Water Cliff, which he admitted.

But with the ice dragon guarding him, Yang Xuan has nothing to do with him, so how can he talk about defeat?

"If you lose, you lose, no matter how much you argue, it's useless."

Qiu Shaoyang said without turning his head.

"To shut up."

Ji Changtian couldn't bear it.

"Stop yelling, you should go up too. Qiu Shaoyang alone is not my enemy."

Yang Xuan glanced lightly at Ji Changtian, and said indifferently.

"Yang Xuan, you will pay the price for your arrogance."

Ji Changtian's figure rose and fell, and he came to stand beside Qiu Shaoyang.

Obviously, he was ready to join forces with Qiu Shaoyang, so that he might have a chance to get rid of Yang Xuan.

Seeing Ji Changtian approaching, Qiu Shaoyang frowned, "What are you doing here?"

"Can you handle him alone?"

Ji Changtian said angrily.

"Who said I couldn't handle him."

Qiu Shaoyang snorted coldly, and there was murderous intent flowing in his pupils, and he rushed towards Yang Xuan like light and electricity.

Yang Xuan's expression did not change, but soon, his pupils shrank slightly, and he saw a scarlet long sword in Qiu Shaoyang's hand.

scoff!

With a sharp howl, Qiu Shaoyang followed the sword, and with a swiftness like lightning, he struck Yang Xuan's throat with his sword.

"To kill me, a sharp sword is not enough."

Yang Xuan stood up long, avoiding Qiu Shaoyang's sure blow, at the same time raised his right arm, swung the Purgatory Sword, and slashed at Qiu Shaoyang condescendingly with the momentum of Mount Tai.

"when!"

Qiu Shaoyang's reaction could not be described as unpleasant. Holding the sword in both hands, he swept the sword towards the sky, and shook the Purgatory Sword hard.

"Get out of here!"

Yang Xuan's tongue burst into spring thunder, and he pressed down violently with his sword. With his tyrannical body, strong sun essence, supplemented by the sword intent of killing and the profound meaning of fire, an astonishing force suddenly burst out from the purgatory sword.

It's like a terrifying monster awakening, invincible, destroying everything, and possessing a palpitating power.

"boom!"

Qiu Shaoyang was caught off guard and his knees sank, and then he couldn't resist anymore, and his whole body was shocked back more than ten steps.

Every step he took back, the ground rumbled, showing how terrifying the force he was enduring, even a few strands of bright red blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"Die!"

Shang Jie and the others were speechless, unable to believe that what happened in their eyes was real.

"You are defeated."

Yang Xuan put away his sword and stood up, said lightly.

"Am I defeated?"

After a brief trance, Qiu Shaoyang recovered. There was no trace of defeat on his face, but a fierce fighting spirit was burning in his eyes.

"Victory and defeat are commonplace for military strategists. How can I have what I am today without learning lessons from countless failures and becoming stronger."

Hearing this, Shang Jie and the others were shocked.

Indeed, a few years ago, Qiu Shaoyang made crazy appointments to fight against the world's young leaders, and after each battle, he lost more than he won, but after he became the first true disciple of the Tianyu Sect, he fought against people no less than a hundred times, and won consecutive battles. failure.

"Interesting, just based on your words, I won't embarrass you."

Yang Xuan smiled slightly, turned around and left, without stopping on the road, he swung his sword to attack the statue one after another. In just a few breaths of effort, he got more than a dozen crystals of will.

"Brother Qiu, is your injury okay?"

Shang Jie and the others watched Yang Xuanyuan go, and came to Qiu Shaoyang's side one after another.

"It's okay, it's just a small injury. If it wasn't for his physical strength and his comprehension of the mysteries of fire, it would be very difficult for him to hurt me."

Qiu Shaoyang waved his hand.

"It's fine."

Shang Jie nodded and asked, "What shall we do now?"

"The few of us are all geniuses in this world, so if we attack together, we can't deal with that kid?"

While speaking, Shen Yulong looked at the long sword in Qiu Shaoyang's hand.

About three feet long, red like blood jade, the whole body exudes a strong wave of divinity.

"This is the Heavenly Feather Sect's Flame God Sword!"

Shen Yulong exclaimed, the Yanshen Sword is a subjugated sword passed down from generation to generation of the Tianyu Sect, and it is rumored that only the heir to the sect can hold it.

"You Sky Feather Sect really have high hopes for you. I didn't expect to even hand over the Zhenpai Excalibur to you."

Ji Changtian came striding forward with a bit of shock in his voice.

The Flame God Sword is an extremely high-grade sword, and its spirit is an ancient flame dragon. No matter in terms of level or lethality, it is not much inferior to his Dragon Pattern Frost Sword.

"What are you talking about now, let's kill together."

After leaving a sentence, Qiu Shaoyang flitted out.

"Let's go too!"

Ji Changtian was startled, and then he, Shang Jie and others stepped up to catch up.

"The Flame God Sword?"

Yang Xuan muttered to himself, without slowing down at all, leading the statues one after another to kill in groups.

Under the sharp edge of the Purgatory Sword, no statue could block his blow, not to mention that he also possessed the true essence of the sun and the profound meaning of fire, so it would be effortless to kill the statue.

"He's too fast, let's kill him with all our strength, if he dares to do it, everyone will kill him together."

Qiu Shaoyang greeted him, and chased after him with the Flame Sword in his hand.

Swish swish! ! !
Ji Changtian and the others didn't delay, and followed Qiu Shaoyang to move forward and attack the statue.

For them, the Crystal of Will is a treasure of practice, and since they have encountered it, they must not miss it.

……

Yang Xuan spread his blood wings, completely ignoring the people behind him, charging forward to collect crystals of will, occasionally ignoring some statues he missed, and soon came to the depths of the hall.

There are no statues here, and there are relief sculptures all over the walls on both sides of the aisle, and each relief sculpture is some kind of fierce beast, with various strange shapes and extremely vicious.

Yang Xuan didn't pay too much attention to these things. His gaze was fixed on a stone door in front of him. It was about three feet high and the whole body was pitch black. On the door was also engraved a relief sculpture of a fierce beast with wings outstretched and a sharp mouth.

"Shimen?"

Yang Xuan's eyes flickered, no matter how courageous he was, he was worried about the danger behind the stone gate.

Rumble!
There was an incessant sound behind him, shaking the whole hall. Needless to say, everyone knew that it was Ji Changtian, Qiu Shaoyang and others who were attacking the statue.

There are almost a hundred statues, which Yang Xuan missed just now.

Qiu Shaoyang and the others also ignored Yang Xuan at this moment, and they were attacking the statue quickly to collect the crystal of will.

Several people knew each other, and there was no internal strife, but fighting openly and secretly was inevitable.

Especially Qiu Shaoyang and Ji Changtian, one on the left and the other on the right, constantly attacking, and the heads of the statues were also separated, and the two of them also obtained a lot of crystals of will.

"No matter, let's see if the door can be opened."

Here, Yang Xuan gritted his teeth. After all, curiosity got the upper hand. He jumped out and pushed in front of the stone door.

Ka Ka Ka!
The stone door slowly opened inward, making a piercing sound, like a demon roaring.

Yang Xuan poked his head and looked, but he didn't notice any danger, so he became more courageous and walked in.

And at the same time as he entered Shimen, young warriors entered the ancient temple one after another, swarming towards Shimen.

The strength of the puppet guarding the temple outside is too terrifying. These people can enter the ancient temple because of their extraordinary strength.

Of course, another reason is that there are too many people outside. When countless people acted as cannon fodder, a few people also took the opportunity to rush in.

……

There is a hole in the sky behind the stone gate. It is not a palace, let alone a corridor, but a not-so-big valley. The sky is covered with dark clouds and the ground is jagged with strange rocks. It seems that it has been isolated from the world for endless years.

"That is……"

Yang Xuan looked up and found that there was a stone step in the depths of the valley leading directly to the top of the cliff, and on the top of the cliff, a small black ancient temple stood there.

"The hall within the hall, this hall must be the mausoleum of the owner of the giant coffin."

Yang Xuan whispered.

"You have to be careful, this place is not easy."

Purgatory boy exhorted.

"not simple?"

"Well, you can come in but not out."

"What, you can't go out!"

Yang Xuan was taken aback, turned around and walked towards the stone gate.

Swish!
A colorless and transparent light curtain emerged, shocking him back.

"Open it for me!"

Yang Xuan stabilized his body, rushed forward, drew his sword angrily, and slashed at the light curtain with all his strength.

boom!
The light curtain trembled, causing a little ripple, and then returned to normal.

"The situation is not good!"

Yang Xuan frowned, and did not attack the light curtain again. He understood that the light curtain was a kind of restriction, and its defense was very strong.

"It's not good, but apart from the restriction on the stone gate, there are no other restrictions here, so if I activate the extreme power, it should be enough to break through a space passage."

Purgatory boy said.

"That's fine."

Yang Xuan heaved a sigh of relief, jumped over a pile of rocks, and walked deep into the valley.

He didn't walk fast, and let go of his perception, guarding against possible dangers.

However, the journey was surprisingly peaceful.

Gradually, Yang Xuan's tense nerves relaxed a little.

"Don't be careless, let's not say whether the owner of the giant coffin is dead or not. The human statue outside the ancient temple is not a decoration."

Purgatory Boy reminded.

Yang Xuan stopped and looked up. Relying on his powerful eyesight, he saw a black lacquered humanoid statue standing outside the ancient temple at a glance.

It was a strong man in his thirties, [-] meters tall, with a sturdy body, shaped like an iron tower, his arms were much thicker than the thighs of an adult man, and he held a two-meter-long black giant sword in his hand.

The whole face looks fierce and sinister, like a demon god, deterring all creatures who dare to approach the ancient temple on the top of the cliff.

(End of this chapter)