Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 772 Killing Demons!Amazing!
"Who is it, with such a loud tone!"

"Hearing the voice, why does it sound familiar?"

"It's Yang Xuan from the Sword God Palace, you can't be wrong, it must be him!"

People talked a lot, and quickly guessed who was coming, which immediately caused an uproar.

Yang Xuan, the true disciple of the inner sect of the Sword God Palace, has a rare talent in ancient and modern times, and his physical strength is unparalleled. According to legend, he also practiced the most powerful sword formation in the Sword God Palace.

This was half a year ago, when Yang Xuan was only at the Heavenly Human Realm.

Now that he has returned from practice, God knows how far his cultivation has reached.

At this moment, the crowd was looking left and right, but they still couldn't see Yang Xuan's figure.

"Where did you go?"

"Strange thing, why don't you see him!"

Many people find it inconceivable. It stands to reason that Yang Xuan should be nearby, but as far as the eye can see, except for the three martial artists in the distance and the huge golem standing proudly above the sky, not even a bird has been seen. .

"Haha, Younger Yang Xuan, I knew you would show up."

Xue Wutian, the blood venerable of the Blood Fiend Sect, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. Although he was thin and unattractive, his eyes were scarlet, against which the void was blood-red, full of evil spirit.

"If there is a way to heaven, you don't go, but if there is no way to hell, you come by yourself. Since you have come, get out of here and die."

Ghost Venerable Gui Wushuang of the Yin Ghost Sect also spoke, his voice was cold and piercing, like a ghost screaming sharply, which made people feel chills in their bones.

The Shazun of the Promise Demon Sect, Sha Pojun, looked cold and stern, without saying a word, but his spiritual sense had already covered the world for thousands of miles, trying to drag Yang Xuan out of his hiding place.

However, he was disappointed. No matter how strong his spiritual sense was, he still didn't notice any clues. Yang Xuan seemed to be invisible, not to mention his disappearance, not even a slight breath fluctuation.

"Do you think I'll take you out of hiding? Eyes of the Necromancer, open them!"

Sha Pojun let out a cold snort in his heart, and a pair of gray pupils sunken deep in his eye sockets burst into bright light, scanning all directions.

"Don't look at it, everyone. This is the legendary eye of the dead. It can make people fall into the illusion of the dead, and they will lose their souls at any time, and they will never recover."

Some people lowered their heads in shock, not daring to look at Sha Po Jun's pupils. Sha Po Jun is not only a supreme being, but also possesses a strange and powerful pupil technique.

This pair of gray and white pupils, also known as the eyes of the dead, is enough to absorb the soul of a living being into the phantom of the dead, and strangle it to pieces.

Warriors below the level of divine power will die tragically within minutes if they are stared at by these pupils, which is extremely terrifying.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Many people with lower cultivation levels were caught off guard, and Sha Pojun's eyes swept over them, rolling on the ground in pain and screaming again and again.

Seeing this pair of pupils looking at them from across the air, many elders in the divine power realm couldn't stop their bodies from trembling, and hurriedly looked away, not daring to look at them, fearing that their souls would be drawn into the illusion of the dead.

Necromancy, also known as Death Purgatory, is filled with a large number of undead.

Although these undead are all illusions and are not real, but if their will is not strong enough, they will believe it is true, so if they die in the phantom realm of the undead, they will really die.

"How, did you find that kid?"

Xue Wutian and Gui Wushuang flickered, and they all came to stand beside Sha Pojun.

Just now, both of them released their consciousness, but they failed to catch Yang Xuan's trace.

The two majestic Supreme Beings, their spiritual sense is so powerful, even a fly can't escape their eyes within the range of their spiritual sense, let alone a living person, but after searching for a long time, they still come back without success. No one believed it.

The faces of the two were gloomy, and they both felt unbelievable. They didn't know what was going on, and now they could only hope that Sha Pojun's necromantic eyes could find Yang Xuan.

The eyes of the dead, in addition to making people enter the realm of the dead, can also detect the breath of living beings.

And any living thing, no matter how restrained it is, will more or less lose its anger, and it is absolutely impossible to escape the gaze of the eyes of the dead. Once the target is locked, Yang Xuan will have nowhere to hide.

"Have you not found it yet?"

Gui Wushuang was impatient, and asked with a frown, Yang Xuan's appearance was a good thing for them, as long as they captured Yang Xuan, they could force out the God-killing Sword Formation.

Zhushen Sword Formation, the strongest technique of Sword God Palace, shocks the past and shines today, with tyrannical power, capable of erasing everything.

It is precisely because of this sword formation that the Sword God Gu Tongxuan has the strength to leapfrog combat, which has allowed the Sword God Palace to prosper throughout the years and never fall down.

Regardless of the Promise Demon Sect or their Blood Fiend Sect and Yin Guimen, the main purpose of this large-scale invasion of the Sword God Palace is to snatch the God-killing Sword Formation.

But now they didn't even see Yang Xuan's shadow, which drove them crazy, making them extremely uncomfortable.

"Damn!"

Sha Pojun cursed secretly, the brilliance of his pupils gradually dimmed, it is true that the eyes of necromancers are powerful, but they consume a lot of mental power and cannot last for too long.

"Even the eyes of the dead are useless!"

Xue Wutian and Gui Wushuang looked at each other, and each could see the surprise in their eyes.

"Is Yang Xuan back!?"

At the same time, the disciples of Sword God Palace were all in a daze. Who would have thought that at the critical moment of the sect's destruction, Yang Xuan appeared and uttered a bold statement.

"It's him, it's Yang Xuan!"

Su Ziyao and the other women hugged each other in surprise and joy, but then they began to worry again.

The current situation is that the three sects are powerful, the enemy is strong and we are weak, even if Yang Xuan's cultivation base is greatly improved now, but he alone can't change anything, on the contrary, it will cost his life.

"Wuuu, if my brother dies, I, I won't live anymore."

Gu Qingying burst into tears.

"Ying'er, don't cry, your elder brother Yang Xuan will be fine."

Having said that, Yang Tian was still nervous for a while, not to mention that there are nearly one hundred thousand warriors in the three sects, just killing the Pojun, Blood Wutian, and Ghost Wushuang is not something Yang Xuan can handle.

"Brother Jiang, is Yang Xuanzhen back?"

In mid-air, six people, including Tianxuan God, Tianji God, Tianquan God, Yuheng God, Kaiyang God, and Yaoguang Goddess, all turned their eyes to Tianshu God in amazement.

"It's him!"

Tianshu Shenjun nodded. After all, he was Yang Xuan's master. Although he had never taught Yang Xuan anything, he was still very familiar with Yang Xuan. Just by hearing the voice, he knew that it was Yang Xuan.

Just thinking of the great enemy now and the sect being at stake, Tianshu Shenjun couldn't help frowning, deeply afraid that Yang Xuan would have something wrong or wrong in this catastrophe.

Since the establishment of their Sword God Palace sect, there have been many talented disciples, such as Di Tian, ​​but compared with Yang Xuan, Di Tian's talent is still much inferior.

It can be said that Yang Xuan is their hope for the glory of the Sword God Palace, and there is no room for loss.

"boom!"

Just when everyone was astonished by Yang Xuan's return, the golem had finished gaining momentum, and raised its palm again, like a black mountain, pressing down ferociously.

Now that the large array of light curtains was already on the verge of collapse, it was on the verge of collapse, and it could be imagined that if it was smashed down with a powerful palm, it would inevitably be fragmented and cease to exist.

"It's just a golem. If you are here, I will naturally have nothing to do with you, but now, let me destroy it."

At this moment, a dazzling golden sword energy appeared out of thin air, traversed the sky, and wiped across the golem's neck in an instant.

Immediately, a scene that shocked people to the point of stopping their breath appeared, and saw that the huge golem was decapitated, and a pitch-black bead flew out of it, and exploded in the air with a clacking sound.

Amid a series of muffled crackling sounds, the golem's head and headless body cracked and shattered, and a large amount of black air diffused out, covering a large area of ​​the sky like a thick black cloud.

"Oh my god, the golem of Old Demon Wuji... was destroyed by someone!"

"Who did this, wouldn't it be Yang Xuan?"

"Are you kidding? The strength of this golem is absolutely comparable to that of a supreme being. How can Yang Xuan kill it? This is absolutely impossible!"

"How can it be impossible? That kid practiced the fire attribute technique and absorbed the real fire of the sun, and that golden sword energy was clearly the real sun's essence. No, no, it was the divine power of the sun. Hell, it's only been half a year. Could it be that he has entered the realm of divine power!"

"Did you read it wrong, that is really the power of the sun!?"

"How can there be a mistake, it is definitely the power of the sun!"

The crowd was in an uproar, everyone thought that the Sword God Palace was doomed today and was doomed to be uprooted by the three major sects, but just when the mountain protection formation was about to be broken, Yang Xuan made a strong move and destroyed the golem of Old Demon Wuji with one blow.

The old devil Wuji, the emperor of the ancient generation, and a murderer, his strength can be imagined.

Even though this is just a phantom of him, not even a clone in the form of divine thoughts, his combat power should not be underestimated, and ordinary supreme beings may not be able to shake him.

They never thought that they would be beheaded by Yang Xuan invisibly right under their noses.

The most shocking thing is that Yang Xuan is very likely to have stepped into the realm of divine power.

"He was originally a monstrous evildoer, but now he has the cultivation base of the divine power realm. He has cultivated the overbearing sun power, and his strength is naturally far better than before!"

"Obviously, this kid can leapfrog to the Supreme."

"Supreme Divine Power, it seems that only Zhan Wang and Master Taixuan, the master of Taixuan Divine Mansion, can do this!"

People were discussing in amazement, and saw a little golden light suddenly appeared in the black air all over the sky, and then the golden light magnified extremely rapidly, like a golden fireball, burning blazingly, releasing endless brilliance, and instantly burning all the black air empty.

At the same time, a figure bathed in gorgeous golden flames also clearly caught everyone's eyes.

"It sure is him!"

"Yang Xuan, it's Yang Xuan, he's really back, he's so strong, he smashed the Golem of the Promise Old Demon to ashes with a single strike!"

I don't know how many people cried out, and all their eyes were fixed on the figure shrouded in golden flames. It was vaguely visible that it was a young man in white with a slender figure, black hair like a waterfall, and a black long sword in his hand.

(End of this chapter)