Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 790 His Holiness Visits

"Since the luck of others can be plundered in the City of Destiny, whoever has the strongest luck will have the upper hand." Yang Xuan whispered.

"That's exactly the reason!" Ming Lao nodded.

"The stronger the luck, the closer you are to the Martial Soul of Destiny."

Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes, and two sharp rays of light flashed in the depths of his pupils, he gritted his teeth and said, "In order to get the Martial Soul of Destiny, it seems that I really have to go on a killing spree."

"This is destined to be a life-and-death bloody competition, and the God of Destiny is choosing the master. If you can get the approval of the God of Destiny, you may not be unable to get the Martial Soul of Destiny. reward."

Ming Lao said: "If a person with mediocre talent can come out of the city of destiny, even if he can't enter the fairy world in the future, he can still make a big difference in the human world."

"Whether it's for myself, or for Master Zhanwang and Master Youlan, I will do my best to fight for the Martial Soul of Destiny, and if I fail, I will be benevolent."

Yang Xuan clenched his fists tightly, and said with a determined face.

Although he knows that there are bound to be countless masters in the city of destiny, and there are even terrifying figures reincarnated from immortals, he is not afraid. For him, anyone who stops him is his enemy. No pardon.

"Just do your best, and don't push yourself too hard."

Ming Lao stretched out his hand and patted Yang Xuan's shoulder and said, "Having said so much, I only hope that you can come out of the Hall of Eternal Life safe and sound."

"Don't worry, Mr. Ming, I will not only come out alive, but also find the Holy Fruit of the Underworld for you."

"Speaking of the sacred fruit of Huangquan, I have to tell you about the Huangquan River."

"Huangquan River?"

Yang Xuan showed a dazed expression, saying that he still knew nothing about Huangquanhe.

"The Huangquan River is not an ordinary river, but a Yin River formed by the condensation of the most yin and cold air from the ground. The river is black and yellowish, surging, and turbid. A few strands will corrode the body and soul of the Supreme Realm warriors. .”

Ming Lao introduced.

"So scary!"

Yang Xuan frowned slightly, and then relaxed, "It's okay, with the power of reincarnation to defend, I don't think it's a big threat to me."

"Don't be careless, it really doesn't work, don't forcefully go deep into the Huangquan River."

Ming Lao said solemnly, the Yellow Spring River is bottomless, and most of the sacred fruits of the Yellow Spring grow in the extreme depths, which are extremely dangerous and can easily kill people.

"I will act carefully, but the Hall of Eternal Life will not be small, so I don't know how to find Huangquan River?"

"This is very simple. The bones piled up in mountains along the Huangquan River. You only need to search for the place where there are many bones, and you should be able to find the location of the Huangquan River. If it doesn't work, you can ask someone in the Hall of Eternal Life."

"Elder Ming is referring to the aborigines in the Palace of Eternal Life?"

"Yes, I have never said that there is no one in the Hall of Eternal Life, but just like monsters, the highest cultivation among those people is at the Supreme Realm. Of course, there are also amazing geniuses among them. If the City of Destiny can capture a large number of lives, there is every chance to escape from the shackles of the Palace of Eternal Life and come to the human world."

"I see!"

"One month in the outside world, a hundred years in the Palace of Eternal Life, a hundred years is enough for you to practice, you must seize the opportunity."

"I will."

"Finally, the same sentence, come out alive."

After leaving a word, Old Man Ming disappeared without a trace. He explained everything that should be explained. After Yang Xuan entered the Hall of Eternal Life, he relied on himself, and no one could help him.

"My goal is the Destiny Martial Soul in the City of Destiny. How can a small Huangquan River stop my footsteps?"

Yang Xuan muttered to himself, knelt down in front of the tombstone of Master Zhanwang, kowtowed three times respectfully, then got up and left.

"Senior brother Yang Xuan is good!"

"I've seen Senior Brother Yang Xuan!"

Along the way, the disciples of Sword God Palace saluted Yang Xuan and said hello.

Now that things were going on, if anyone in the Sword God Palace had the most prestige besides the Sword God Gu Tongxuan, it would undoubtedly be Yang Xuan.

Everyone understands that Yang Xuan is a heavenly genius with a bright future, and sooner or later he will be in charge of the Sword God Palace, and when they see Yang Xuan, they will have to honorably call him Palace Master.

"You don't need to be too polite, by the way, fellow juniors and younger sisters, do you know who came to our Sword God Palace?

Yang Xuan smiled, and while greeting the disciples of Sword God Palace on the road, he asked questions.

Just now, he released his divine sense to investigate, and found that there were some strangers in the Sword God Palace.

"Brother, those people are the elders of some sects and martial arts families outside the Dazhou Mountain Range. This trip is to our Sword God Palace to pay homage to the mountain."

"Worship the mountain?"

Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows, he understood that it was a lie for the people to worship the mountain, and it was true for him to send congratulatory gifts to establish a good relationship with the Sword God Palace.

"Hehe, it's all thanks to senior brother."

"That's right, if senior brother hadn't displayed his might yesterday and beheaded the three supreme beings, those from foreign martial arts forces would have come to worship the mountain without having time to escape from our Sword God Palace?"

Nearby, a group of Sword God Palace disciples spoke one after another, all of them worshiping Yang Xuan extremely and regarded him as an idol.

"Senior brother Yang Xuan hasn't had breakfast yet, and my junior sister happens to have some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes here, so if you don't mind senior brother, take it."

There was also a handsome young female disciple who handed Yang Xuan a jade box, turned around and ran away with a blushing face.

Yang Xuan saw it, just smiled, he opened the jade box casually, and walked towards his own mountain peak while eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

"Hehe, Yunhai Mountain from the Taiqing Palace is visiting, if there is any disturbance, I hope you will forgive me."

At this moment, accompanied by hearty laughter that made people feel like a spring breeze, a benevolent old man in blue appeared out of thin air above the gate of the Sword God Palace.

"Yun Haishan, Venerable Yun of the Taiqing Palace?"

"It's this man!"

"Tsk tsk, your lord is here, what a big honor for this Sword God Palace!"

"It's not that the Sword God Palace has a big face, but that Yang Xuan has a big face. If there is no Yang Xuan, how can the Supreme condescend to visit?"

Many mountain worshipers whispered to each other and talked about it, and they all knew that it was Yang Xuan's credit.

It was already a very famous super sect in Zhongzhou, and now there is another monstrous disciple with shocking combat power in the sect, it is impossible not to attract people's attention.

"Junior Yang Xuan, pay respects to Venerable Yun, how is Venerable Yun?"

Yang Xuan soared into the sky and went to meet Yunhai Mountain in person.

If it were someone else, Yang Xuan would naturally not be so considerate, but Fang Qingxue, a girl who was once a disciple of the Taiqing Palace, and Yun Haishan is not bad, deserves to be treated with courtesy by Yang Xuan.

"Young people are awesome. I think that when I was an old man, I knew that Nephew Yang was a dragon and phoenix among the people, with extraordinary achievements. Now it seems that my nephew is not only an extraordinary achievement, he is destined to rule an era!"

Looking at the high-spirited Yang Xuan in white clothes like snow in front of him, Yun Haishan praised without hesitation.

"Venerable Yun is too much for the award, this junior is ashamed to take it."

Yang Xuan said humbly.

(End of this chapter)