Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 819 The Kunpeng Clan

"Dead, Senior Brother Gao is dead."

"It's as strong as Senior Brother Gao, but he can't do a single trick in his hands. How can we be against him?"

All the Jietian Cult warriors were pale and trembling, completely terrified.

As Jietian Sect disciples, it's not like they haven't seen vicious people before.

But this is the first time I have seen a person with astonishing strength like Yang Xuan and such a cruel attack.

"Quickly retreat, go and inform the Son of God, only the Son of God is this person's opponent."

Without the slightest hesitation, everyone chose to flee, and they looked like a group of bereaved dogs, in extreme embarrassment.

At the same time, a group of people are also very aggrieved. You must know that in the continent where they are, members of their Jietian Sect have never been treated like this, which is a great shame.

"Can you go now?"

Yang Xuancai didn't care who he was or not, with a stern arc hanging from the corner of his mouth, he strode after him.

This is his style of conduct, once the enemy is formed, it is bound to be killed.

Whoosh!
Although he couldn't use the Great Void Technique, the speed at which he erupted was extremely fast, but in the blink of an eye, a group of people were blocked by him, and there was no escape.

"Damn it, we can't escape."

"It's dead anyway, fight him."

"kill!"

Seeing that they couldn't escape, the seven or eight Jietian Sect warriors forgot their fear, swung their swords and fiercely wanted Yang Xuan to attack him.

These people are not only highly cultivated, physically tyrannical, but also good at combined attacks.

Seven or eight people join hands, and ordinary warriors in the realm of divine power will die in minutes.

Even people whose cultivation has reached the peak of the divine power realm may not be able to resist a few moves.

But unfortunately, they met Yang Xuan.

With Yang Xuan's current strength, even if he stood still, these people would never be able to break through his defense. The gap is too big, and they are not on the same level at all.

"A group of turkeys and dogs."

Yang Xuan's robe creaked, and golden light burst out, as long as he bumped into someone, flesh and blood would explode, bloody and brutal.

He didn't defend himself, and started killing. As a result, these Jietianjiao warriors didn't hurt him and didn't say anything, but they were killed screaming and wailing.

Blood and water danced in this place, Yang Xuan was like a god of killing, his movements were swift and fierce, but in the blink of an eye, he killed everyone completely.

Looking around, no one was able to get a whole body.

"Excellent, brother Yang is really hiding his secrets, and with the strength he has shown, ordinary Supremes are no match for you."

Pengfei clapped his hands, and suddenly realized that he had underestimated Yang Xuan before.

This young man from the Xuanhuang Great World not only condenses the Sun Golden Elixir, but also possesses powerful spiritual mysteries, and his physical body is also terrifying.

If it is just a competition of physical body, there are absolutely few rivals among the younger generation.

Pengfei didn't know how Yang Xuan cultivated, his physical body was much stronger than their monster clan.

"Brother Peng is overrated."

Yang Xuan moved, came to Pengfei's side, and asked casually, "Brother Peng, do you know the origin of the Son of God that these people talk about?"

Pengfei said: "Every tens or hundreds of years, Jietian Sect will select nine most outstanding people from among its disciples to focus on training, and these nine people are all the sons of the Jietian Sect, and everyone has a great talent in cultivation. Jietian Sect is a unique school, its strength should not be underestimated."

"Hehe, brother Peng is not simple, and he will never be inferior to these sons of God."

Yang Xuan was very accurate in judging people, not to mention he still had martial arts eyes, and he knew that Pengfei was definitely not an ordinary monster, and his strength could never be judged by his cultivation.

"The opening of the Hall of Eternal Life once in a million years has indeed attracted super geniuses from all races!"

Yang Xuan secretly thought about it, but there was no expression of fear on his face.

Pengfei didn't know what was going on in Yang Xuan's mind, and said with a smile: "Yang Xuan is flattering, with my strength, it's okay to make gestures with a Jie Tianjiao, but if there are two people on the other side, then I can only turn around and leave. "

After finishing speaking, he said again: "Let's go, staying here will definitely cause trouble."

"it is good!"

Yang Xuan nodded, and moved away with Pengfei.

Both of them are not weak, and they are not afraid of numbness, but they can avoid unnecessary troubles if they can. After all, they are here for the longevity fruit.

……

In the empty hall of longevity, warriors can be seen from time to time. These people are male and female, dressed in various styles, and they can be seen from different regions.

But all of them have one thing in common, that is, their cultivation base is high, and they have all reached the realm of divine power.

The Hall of Eternal Life is opened, and only those who are under 30 years old and have not surpassed the realm of divine power can enter.

And with the cultivation base of the divine power realm, it is not difficult to go deep into the ground.

On the contrary, the arrival of so many people surprised Yang Xuan a little, as if he did not expect that so many people would know about the existence of the Palace of Eternal Life.

But after thinking about it, the universe is too big, and there are many powerful sects, ancient families, and great clans in it.

These great powers have a long history and rich background, and there must be predecessors who have entered the Palace of Eternal Life, so it is not surprising that the newcomers know the existence of the Palace of Longevity.

"I also know something about the Xuanhuang Great World, but where did Brother Yang come from?"

"I'm ashamed to say that I'm just from a small world that belongs to the Xuanhuang Great World. As for where my master came from, I don't need to mention it."

"small world!?"

Hearing Yang Xuan's words, Pengfei was very surprised. He thought Yang Xuan was extraordinary, but he never thought that the young man beside him came from a small world.

A small world is a small world after all. Although there are geniuses born, they are far inferior to the geniuses of the big world in terms of quantity and quality.

If what Yang Xuan said is true, then he is really an outlier, even if his strength is placed in any big world, he is still an outstanding existence.

"Brother Yang, are you serious?"

Pengfei still didn't believe it.

"Between friends, friendship is the most important thing. If I deliberately conceal it, I can say that I am from a certain sect."

Yang Xuan smiled and said: "Brother Peng, he must be from a certain ancient clan!"

Pengfei said: "Brother Yang thinks highly of me and regards me as a friend, so I don't need to hide it. I come from the Kunpeng clan."

"The Kunpeng family."

A gleam flashed in Yang Xuan's eyes.

There is a record in ancient books: There is a fish in the north, its name is Kun, the size of Kun is unknown, it turns into a bird, its name is Peng, the back of Peng is unknown, it is angry Fly, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky...

This is the origin of Kunpeng, a divine bird with infinite strength in ancient times.

As a member of the Kunpeng family, Pengfei had the blood of Kunpeng flowing in his body, so his strength was terrifying.

Yang Xuan did not expect that the first friend of the Palace of Eternal Life and his party was a young arrogance from the Kunpeng clan.

"Since ancient times, heroes have never asked where they came from. Although I come from the Kunpeng clan, I have never looked down on other races."

Pengfei said.

"Hehe, getting to know brother Peng is a great blessing in my life." Yang Xuan said with a smile.

boom!
While speaking, there was a loud noise in the distance, faintly mixed with the screams of many people dying.

(End of this chapter)