Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 729
Samsara Peak, the mountain is ten thousand zhang high, majestic and majestic.

Through the misty clouds, one can vaguely see a solemn and solemn statue that is hundreds of feet high standing there.

It was a statue of a middle-aged man, about thirty years old, wearing a snow-white robe, wearing a jade crown, hair like waterfalls, majestic appearance, and a stalwart figure.

With his hands behind his back, with a smile on his mouth, he raised his head slightly and looked at the sky in the distance, giving people a unique aura of the sun and the moon above his head, with his feet on the universe, overlooking the common people in the world, and his demeanor is extraordinary.

Although it is only a statue, it does not have the aura to soar into the sky, but with it as the center, the spiritual energy of the eight directions gathers, making its whole body exude a gorgeous divine splendor, which is holy and not profane.

Needless to say, this is the statue of the Lord of the Underworld, a peerless immortal.

"Is this... an immortal!?"

At the top of the reincarnation steps, Yang Xuan's mood fluctuated and he couldn't stand steadily.

He never imagined that one day, he would be able to witness a statue of a fairy so closely.

This is him, as an ordinary person, he would have knelt down and worshiped him long ago.

To others, immortals have always existed in legends, and if they really saw an immortal, even if it was just a statue of an immortal, it would be weaker than the emperor.

This is a kind of awe that comes from the heart, and no one dares to be presumptuous.

And Yang Xuan is arrogant, his ambition is higher than the sky, he is domineering, he does not kneel to the sky or the ground, so even if he is facing a statue of a fairy, he is only in awe, and will not kneel on the ground, To deliberately worship it.

For him, whether it is an immortal or an ordinary person, in the final analysis, he is still a human being, even a supreme immortal king, he comes through cultivation step by step.

At this moment, he didn't dare to act rashly. The statue of the middle-aged man was an immortal after all, and there was still a ray of immortal will left in it. Walking around here or making loud noises might cause a catastrophe.

Liu Shu, as a half-immortal, his strength is already strong enough, not to mention being an immortal monarch, his strength will only be more terrifying. If he really wants to offend the other party, Yang Xuan will not be able to die with a thousand lives.

No one wants to die, and no one wants to die, and now that he has climbed the Samsara Peak and is about to see the fragments of the Samsara Martial Soul, Yang Xuan doesn't want to die even more.

This is an ancient square paved with blue bricks, tens of thousands of square meters in size, clean and flat. The statue is located in the middle of the square, on a circular altar with a radius of five feet and a height of two feet. Nothing.

"That's... a willow tree!"

At this moment, Yang Xuan focused his eyes, and saw a maroon pure land deep in the square. On the pure land, a willow tree with the thickness of an adult's thigh and a height of seven or eight meters took root there.

The strange thing is that the branches and leaves are withered and yellow, the bark is dry and cracked, and there is no vitality.

"died!"

Yang Xuan was startled, and secretly said: "It seems that he is really dead, no wonder Fengshen Lord couldn't feel its breath."

Yang Xuan couldn't help feeling sad and angry at the thought of the Fengshen Langjun who preached to him being killed by the willow tree in the underground palace under the storm, but isn't the willow tree a half-immortal, and half-immortals can die too?

Yang Xuan's eyes flickered, and then he suddenly realized that Qiang Ru Xianjun was also dead, so he had to choose to be reincarnated, let alone the willow tree?
Presumably, the long years have passed, and it has exhausted its lifespan.

Yang Xuan withdrew his gaze, and whispered with his thoughts: "Boy, are you there?"

No one answered for a long time, Yang Xuan looked inside, and saw that the Purgatory Sword had already turned into the size of a small needle, and had sunk into the depths of his soul, without any breath fluctuations in his whole body.

"This brat may have completely banned the Purgatory Sword."

Yang Xuan smiled wryly. Before stepping up to the reincarnation stage, the Purgatory Boy greeted him in advance. He didn't think much about it at the time, but now that he thinks about it, the Purgatory Boy is also extremely afraid of reincarnation. He brought the baby and Xiao Yun'er in the flying boat We hid together to avoid disaster.

"It seems that I can only fight alone."

Yang Xuan shook his head, took a tentative step forward, and found that everything was as usual and there was no danger.

Coming in this way, he became courageous, step by step, approaching the statue on the altar in the center of the square without haste.

"The bones are strange, the luck is like a furnace, and you have only experienced three reincarnations. It seems that your life experience is not simple!"

Suddenly, just as Yang Xuan took the ninth step, an indistinct voice sounded, hovering in this world for a long time.

It was just a sound, but it was filled with inexplicable Taoism, causing the surrounding clouds to rise and change in various forms.

"Who?"

Yang Xuan's eyelids twitched wildly. He was nervous at first, and then he reacted. He straightened his appearance immediately, took a few steps forward, and bowed to the statue not far away, "I pay my respects to the Immortal Monarch of Samsara."

"Wrong, I am a fairy king, but I am not a fairy king of reincarnation."

A figure jumped out of the statue and stood at the front of the altar. It was a middle-aged man with a majestic body, a handsome appearance, flesh and blood, and a mysterious aura shrouded his body. His appearance was the same as the statue behind him.

Obviously, this is the remnant form, the remnant form of the will of a generation of immortals.

"I don't know what the name of the fairy is?"

Yang Xuan suppressed his beating heart and asked respectfully.

"My real name is Li Xiaoyao, and I am called Xiaoyao Xianjun."

The middle-aged man smiled.

"Li Xiaoyao? Immortal Xiaoyao?"

Yang Xuan thought about it, and said: "There is a Xiaoyao Sect in the ancient domain, and the kid even got a Xiaoyao Step from it. Does the fairy have any relationship with this Xiaoyao Sect?"

Li Xiaoyao's name had the word "Xiaoyao" in it, and he was the owner of the imperial pagoda. Yang Xuan wouldn't believe it if he said that he had nothing to do with the Xiaoyao Sect.

"Hehe, Xiaoyaozong is the orthodoxy I left in the human world before I stepped into the fairy gate, and it was later included in the imperial tower."

Xiaoyao Xianjun still smiled.

"Then what is the Unfettered Walk?"

Although he had guessed something, Yang Xuan couldn't help asking.

"It was created when I was young."

Xianjun Xiaoyao said bluntly.

"Sure enough!"

Yang Xuan's heart moved secretly, and he bowed to Xiaoyao Xianjun again and bowed: "Boy Yang Xuan, from the world of Xuanhuang, pays homage to Xiaoyao Xianjun."

For an existence like Xianjun Xiaoyao, one thought may be able to know what he thinks in his heart, so there is no need for him to hide his identity, and telling the truth may win the favor of the other party.

"No need to be polite,"

Immortal Xiaoyao flicked his sleeves, and a soft force surged out, lifting Yang Xuan up.

"Thank you Xianjun."

Yang Xuan said respectfully.

"You don't need to be so cautious, and you don't need to worry about your own safety. No matter what amazing life experience you have, since you can pass three levels in a row and reach the Samsara Peak all the way, it proves that you are destined for me, and I will not hurt you."

Xiaoyao Xianjun Road.

"Immortal Monarch's skills are involved in good fortune, and his supernatural powers are vast. I wonder if he can deduce the boy's life experience?"

Yang Xuan hesitated.

Not to mention the present and previous lives, every time he thinks of the black giant egg located deep in a dark star field in the third reincarnation, it is difficult for him to maintain peace in his heart, and he desperately wants to figure out everything.

This is related to his origin, and he feels as uncomfortable as a cat scratching if he doesn't understand.

"I can't figure out your life experience."

Xianjun Xiaoyao shook his head and said.

"How is it possible, you are a fairy, there are things in the world that you can't figure out?"

Yang Xuan was surprised and depressed at the same time, he thought that he should be able to figure out something with the ability of Xianjun Xiaoyao, but now it seems that Xianjun Xiaoyao doesn't know his origin.

"Whether it's a fairy king or a fairy king, it's nothing more than a certain level of cultivation, but it's not omnipotent."

Xiaoyao Xianjun laughed dumbly and said: "I don't know your specific origin, but I can tell you clearly that you are not from the human world."

"I'm not from the human world?"

Yang Xuan was stunned, and then he said in shock: "According to what the Immortal Monarch said, is it possible that the kid is from the Immortal Realm?"

"Can't be wrong."

Xianjun Xiaoyao nodded.

"This... I am actually from the fairy world!"

Yang Xuan opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time.

This incident was really astonishing and had an unimaginable impact on him.

"Your situation is very special, it's not as simple as reincarnation."

"Do you still hope that Xianjun will guide you?"

"Cultivate hard. When you condense a complete Heavenly Demon Martial Soul, you will surely be able to stimulate the demonic power deep in your soul, and you will naturally know everything by then."

"The magical power deep in my soul?"

"Well, this magical power is very powerful, and it also contains the mystery of your life experience. If you can awaken this power, you can retrieve the memory that sleeps deep in your soul."

Hearing this, Yang Xuan blurted out: "The fairyland is vast, there are immortals, Buddhas, humans, gods, ghosts, demons, and demons. Could it be that the boy was a demon cultivator in the past?"

"Not only are you a demon cultivator, but your cultivation level was much higher than mine before reincarnation, so I can't deduce your origin."

"Taller than you!?"

"In the fairy world, true martial arts immortals can be regarded as masters. Every true martial arts immortal has his own dojo, and there are many disciples under him. Above the true martial arts immortals, there are immortal kings, immortal saints, and supreme immortal kings." .”

"What about the Immortal King and above?"

"The ones who are above the Immortal King are Immortal Emperors, but Immortal Emperors only existed at the beginning of the age of mythology. Today's Immortal World is no longer as prosperous as it used to be. There are not even Immortal Kings, let alone Immortal Emperors."

Speaking of this, Xianjun Xiaoyao took out a spar from his hands.

"This... Could it be the reincarnation Martial Soul Fragment!?"

Yang Xuan's mouth was dry, and his eyes were fixed on the spar in the hands of Xianjun Xiaoyao.

About half the size of a fist, the whole body is white and crystal clear, in the shape of an irregular rhombus. If you look closely, half of this spar is obviously missing, and there are strands of white mist winding on it with the naked eye.

"It's the reincarnation martial soul fragment."

Xianjun Xiaoyao nodded slightly, and said: "I will draw out its original power now. If you can absorb this original power, you can use it for your own use."

"Xianjun, the boy can't say anything quickly."

Yang Xuan said suddenly.

"Ask whatever you want?"

Xiaoyao Xianjun is very peaceful and authentic.

"That's it. I don't know why Xianjun gave away the reincarnation martial soul fragments?"

Yang Xuan asked straight to the point.

(End of this chapter)