Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

Chapter 131 You Make Me Kneel?
The city of Xuanwu covers an area of ​​thousands of miles, with tall and magnificent buildings, and streets extending in all directions, wide and flat.

Except for the black turtles coming and going on the street and the merchants hawking, there is no difference between this place and the city in the Xuanhuang World.

Yang Xuanzhen, Xuan Jingjing, Ji Qianyuan, and Prince Cang flew towards the center of the city.

There, stands a majestic palace, the whole body is emerald green, like a giant black turtle about to take off.

"It's so rich in the vitality of heaven and earth."

As soon as he approached, Yang Xuanzhen could clearly feel the majestic aura contained in the Xuangui Palace, as if there were immortal grasses and wonderful medicines growing in it.

If ordinary people live here for a long time and breathe the air in it, they will be able to prolong their lives.

"Young Master Yang, my Xuanwu clan has multiplied on this star for tens of thousands of years, and once had the tenth level of supernatural power, the peerless power to change fate against the sky, and can cross the vast galaxy and learn a lot of information from outside the region. "

Xuan Jingjing smiled in the setting sun, even the flowers around her lost their color, but dimmed instantly.

She sighed: "It's a pity that the ancestor was never able to step into the legendary secret realm of longevity. He could only watch his own lifespan pass away and die, and finally transformed his legacy into this Xuanwu Palace. Since then, Our clan is not as good as one generation after another, and now, even the strong people in the Golden Core realm have faults, only the ancestors, otherwise, how could they be reduced to the current situation?"

"Is it so easy to achieve the secret realm of longevity?" Yang Xuanzhen whispered, his eyes dim.

It should be known that in the Xuanhuang Great World, there are countless forces big and small, and there are even more monks in the mystical realm of supernatural powers. However, there are very few monks who can really break through the shackles and prove the secret realm of longevity, which can be called one in a million.

The Secret Realm of Longevity can no longer be achieved simply through penance, resources, understanding, inheritance, and perseverance.

This realm is even more difficult than going from the first stage of physical body secret realm to the tenth stage of supernatural secret realm. It requires not only all kinds of great fortune, but also great luck.

It can be said that every ancient giant in the Secret Realm of Longevity is a piece of immortal history, a living legend.

If the life experiences of a monk in the secret realm of longevity were written into a storybook novel, it would be difficult to write 1000 million words.

"maybe."

Xuan Jingjing didn't say any more, and led Yang Xuanzhen and others through a sea of ​​blooming flowers, into a long corridor, and after turning around countless palaces and pavilions, they finally came to a huge crystal palace .

She stopped at the gate of the palace, made an invitation gesture to the three of them, and said softly: "Mr. Yang, Mr. Ji, please."

Yang Xuanzhen nodded slightly, and stepped into it first, followed by Ji Qianyuan and Prince Cang.

"Huh?" As soon as he entered the hall, Yang Xuanzhen narrowed his eyes.

"Hmph, this shameless guy is here too." Ji Qianyuan snorted even more coldly.

Prince Cang suddenly took a deep breath, and said to Yang Xuanzhen via voice transmission: "Young Master Yang, there is a treasure in this hall, let me smell it carefully."

After finishing speaking, Prince Cang squatted down like a hunting dog, his nose fluttered, and he sniffed vigorously.

"What's going on, three groups of envoys from the Daxuan Dynasty have come again?" Xuan Jingjing looked at the people inside the hall, and then turned to look at the three of Yang Xuanzhen, and found that their expressions were all strange, and she couldn't understand immediately. so.

I saw that this hall is extremely wide, magnificent, and has a graceful and luxurious scene.

But these are not important, what is important is that in the center of the hall, there are three jade tables placed ten feet apart, and three groups of people are sitting upright.

The leaders of each group of people are all the princes of the Daxuan Dynasty, all of whom have the fifth level of supernatural powers, and the cultivation of heaven and man. They are Prince Duan, Prince Ju, and Prince Cheng.

Beside the three princes, there are subordinates, foreign aid, and some princes with low cultivation.

Even Baizhan Daoist, the true disciple of Yuhua Sect, was among them, sitting beside Prince Cheng.

In addition, there are three mysterious tortoises in the realm of heaven and man talking with them.

These three black turtles should be the princes and princesses of the Xuanwu Dynasty.

"Yang Qi, Ji Qianyuan, Brother Canghuang, you have come here."

Originally, everyone in the hall was chatting and laughing, tasting delicious food and wine, but the moment Yang Xuanzhen and others entered, the enthusiastic atmosphere stopped, and everyone's eyes came together.

Especially those on the left, Prince Duan, Prince Hong, Prince You, Prince Yan... and others, their eyes suddenly froze.

"Yang Qi!"

Prince Hong suddenly stood up, and said in a cold voice: "My prince wanted to find you, but I didn't expect you to come to the door by yourself. Very good, since this is the case, it just saved a lot of trouble."

"Do you still remember that at the entrance of Jiudingxuan three days ago, you first killed my subordinate Leihu with a Taoist weapon, and then humiliated me with words in front of the public? Do you know how tormented I have been these three days? Tossing and turning every night, eating is not sweet, I hate it, I can't wait to drink your blood, peel your skin, and cram your tendons!"

"You're just a piece of trash, skinning me, are you worthy?" Yang Xuanzhen cast a glance at Prince Hong, and scolded unceremoniously: "If I were you, I would have committed suicide and apologized, so I wouldn't have the face to live in the world. World?"

This Prince Hong still hates him so much that he can't sleep at night, thinking that he is Gou Jian, king of Yue, trying to live on his own wages?
"Yang Qi, the only thing left in your whole body is your mouth, which is the hardest part. Anyway, I will teach you a lesson first."

Prince Hong condensed his aura into a billowing torrent, pressed towards Yang Xuanzhen, and said indifferently: "Kneel down, kneel in front of this prince, and be my dog, maybe I will spare you once regardless of past suspicions, how about it?"

At this moment, Prince Hong stood with his hands behind his back, like an emperor looking down on his subjects, completely forgetting that Yang Xuanzhen scared the crap out of him before.

"Interesting." The giant prince sitting in the center watched this scene with great interest.

In his opinion, Yang Xuanzhen is not worthy of much attention except for having a Dao weapon.

"Brother Bai Zhan, thanks to you this time, I was able to completely kill all the demon kings and gained a lot of points. I would like to toast you."

Prince Cheng raised the wine glass on the table and said with a smile to the real Baizhan next to him, as if he didn't take this farce to heart.

Prince Duan looked calm on the surface, but in fact he was holding the folding fan tightly in his hand, watching Yang Xuanzhen's every move.

He knew that this person was by no means as simple as he appeared on the surface, let Prince Hong test the truth first.

"Haha." Ji Qianyuan couldn't help laughing.

It was always Yang Xuanzhen who asked others to kneel down. This was the first time he heard that someone asked Yang Xuanzhen to kneel down. Prince Hong is a man who deserves death.

Xuan Jingjing's eyes flickered, and she looked at the three young turtles in the hall, secretly communicating something.

"You let me kneel down?" Yang Xuanzhen raised his right foot and took a step forward, a majestic momentum permeated the air.

In an instant, the whole hall was shaking endlessly, as if it was about to collapse at any moment, and this aura drowned Prince Hong's aura as if it was shattered.

thump!
The huge oppressive force was approaching, the smile on Prince Hong's face stopped abruptly, his knees softened, and he knelt directly on the ground.

"What?" The wine glass in Prince Cheng's hand fell to the ground with a thud, and so did Bai Zhan.

Yang Qi is so powerful?
"How can Yang Qi's second-level supernatural power overwhelm Brother Hong, who is the fourth-level supernatural power?" The prince suddenly stood up from his seat, staring at Yang Xuanzhen with sharp eyes.

"Sure enough, there is something wrong with this son." The folding fan in Prince Duan's hand loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again, and a trace of haze appeared between his brows.

The subordinates behind the three also looked at each other, unable to understand what had just happened.

"Slap your mouth and search your body." Yang Xuanzhen said lightly, as if he had done a trivial matter.

"Okay." A sneer appeared on Ji Qianyuan's face, and he walked towards Prince Hong with ease, and at the same time a steel whip appeared in his hand, which turned out to be a spiritual weapon used by Prince Cang.

"You...Yang Qi, you can't be so strong, you definitely hide your strength, who are you!"

Prince Hong prostrated himself on the ground with his buttocks sticking out high. He struggled to get up, but he couldn't lift any strength from his whole body.

Snapped!
Ji Qianyuan flicked the long whip in his hand, barbed heavily, and approached Prince Hong step by step.

Seeing this, Prince Hong was finally frightened, and desperately shouted: "Brother Duan Huang, save me quickly, I am the prince of the Daxuan imperial family, and I must not bear such a shameful humiliation!"

If he was whipped by Ji Qianyuan a few times in such a humiliating posture, what face would Prince Hong have to survive in the world?
It might as well be like what Yang Xuanzhen said just now, just kill yourself and die.

"Wait a minute."

Prince Duan took a deep breath, stared at Yang Xuanzhen, and said in a deep voice: "The prince of my Daxuan Dynasty cannot be insulted, otherwise, Uncle Yan Emperor above Xuangui Star will know, Yang Qi, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Brother Hong did offend you because of some trivial things, but those have already passed. As the saying goes, it is better to settle an enemy than to end it. Since Brother Hong has knelt down to apologize to you, why are you being aggressive? Doing so will not do you any good."

"How about this, I apologize to you on behalf of Brother Hong, and offer you a generous gift, I hope you will take this matter to light on my face, how about it?"

While speaking, Prince Duan's attitude was so sincere that he actually wanted to bow to Yang Xuanzhen,
"Brother Duan Huang, absolutely not."

"What is your identity?"

"Prince Duan, you are a nobleman in Tianhuang, how can you bow your head to this son."

Seeing this scene, many princes and subordinates beside Prince Duan hurriedly stood up to stop him.

"Smiling tiger." Yang Xuanzhen watched Prince Duan's performance quietly.

It has to be said that this person has cultivated hypocrisy to the peak level, even he can't see through whether the other party is pretending or real.

Even Prince Hong, who was kneeling on the ground, was moved by Prince Duan's behavior, and almost burst into tears.

But this set is of no use to Yang Xuanzhen, he will go forward and kick Prince Duan to the ground, so as not to be an eyesore.

Moreover, the fact that he can't use the Dao weapon is definitely the fault of this prince, and he has to avenge it.

At this time, Prince Cang suddenly sent a voice transmission: "Young Master Yang, the treasure is on Brother Duan Huang's body, to be precise, it is in his stomach."

Yang Xuanzhen said without turning his head: "What kind of treasure is it, can you smell it?"

"It's a elixir, a heavenly elixir." Prince Cang vowed.

"Okay, then I'll let him spit it out and see if he can still put on a show then."

Yang Xuanzhen walked towards Prince Duan and others who were chattering.

The heaven-level elixir in Prince Duan's stomach is probably the Ziyun Breaking Heaven elixir that was photographed at Jiudingxuan.

The reason why it can be smelled by Prince Cang should be because it has not been completely refined.

"Yang Qi, what are you going to do?" Prince Duan and others stopped their movements and looked at Yang Xuanzhen vigilantly.

"What to do? Kneel down for me."

Yang Xuanzhen shouted, and before everyone could react, he stretched out his finger and drew a circular trajectory towards the void. In an instant, a large star formed by condensing true energy emerged out of thin air.

In the next moment, the big star flew over, carrying terrifying power, crushing Prince Duan and the others.

"you wanna die!"

Prince Duan's complexion changed, and he no longer betrayed the hypocrisy just now, and the folding fan in his hand unfolded with a "shua".

This folding fan seems to be made of some kind of bird's feathers, colorful, and there is a vast figure on the fan surface, drawing a total of 72 majestic mountains and a river that runs between all the great mountains.

"This turned out to be a rare treasure, the Mountain and River Fan!"

"It is rumored that this treasure is made of the 360 ​​five feathers of the alien beast Qingluan as the fan body, and then 72 hundred-foot-high black gold mountains, and a three-hundred-mile-long rolling river are integrated into it, and finally the tenth level of supernatural power , the strong man who changed his fate against the sky, it took 170 five years of refining to complete the casting."

"Isn't the Mountain and River Fan in the hands of the Thirteenth Brother and Prince Zhan? How could it be in the hands of Emperor Duan?"

"There is a gossip that said that Emperor Duan got very close to the thirteenth brother, Prince Zhan, and was ordered to recruit subordinates for him. Now it seems that this rumor is true, and he also lent him all the treasures such as the Mountain and River Fan."

"Once the Mountain and River Fan comes out, it will definitely shake the heavens and the earth. I'm afraid Yang Qi will suffer disaster."

Previously, the Shanhe Fan was sealed by a magic spell, so there was nothing surprising about it, but when it was unfolded, it was immediately recognized by many princes, and they all showed fear, and quickly communicated with their spiritual thoughts.

"break!"

Prince Duan yelled violently, and a small jet-black stone was shot from the fan, rising against the wind, and turned into a hundred-foot-high mountain in a blink of an eye, crashing towards the oncoming big star.

This is no ordinary mountain, but a huge mountain made of black gold, containing monstrous power.

Rumble!
The mountain collided with the stars, and a roar erupted, and both of them disappeared into nothingness.

However, the aftermath of the two sides soared into the sky, overturning the entire crystal palace that spanned thousands of feet. Finally, with a "bang", it hit the dome of the palace made of tortoise shells and turned into debris.

The surrounding people also suffered, and some people who did not have powerful magic weapons to protect their bodies vomited blood and flew backwards.

As for Xuan Jingjing and other princes and princesses of the Xuanwu Dynasty, they have disappeared. Seeing that the battle between Yang Xuanzhen and Prince Duan could not be stopped, they moved to rescue the soldiers.

"Hmph, Yang Qi, you are so arrogant, you really think I'm made of mud? Just now I only displayed a trace of the power of the Mountain and River Fan. If the 72 black and gold mountains come out together, you will definitely die. I advise you to catch it immediately." , Obediently kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake."

"Really? The mountain and river fan, the unrivaled treasure, you really hid it deep enough, but so what? I told you to kneel down, and you have to kneel down. Even the unrivaled treasure can't save you."

In the middle of the battlefield, Yang Xuanzhen and Prince Duan were facing each other from a distance, talking cruelly to each other.

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