Cultivator In Martial God World

Yang Xuan has endless curiosity in his heart. Could it be that Salem’s cultivation is going on in this way?

I tried my best to reduce my breath, and didn't want to disturb Salem who was "cultivation", Yang Xuan floated to Gong Mingyang in the corner without touching the ground.

When he came to the front, Gong Mingyang's face was like white paper, and his breathing stopped. If it weren't for his chest to rise and fall, Yang Xuan would treat him as a dead person.

"Yang Sheng?"

Yang Xuan gently called with divine sense.

Gong Mingyang didn't notice anything. He turned a deaf ear to Yang Xuan's call, and was still in a deep coma.

Yang Xuan thought for a while, and simply condensed his divine sense into silk, quietly peeking into Gong Mingyang's mind.

Without understanding, this method is extremely risky, but it is helpless.

As the divine sense explored, Yang Xuan felt like he had entered winter from summer, and the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, which made him feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Gong Mingyang’s intention to Sea of ​​Consciousness was pitch black, and a slender beard pierced in vaguely in the sound and penetrated into his brain.

Yang Xuan cautiously avoided the beard, probed inch by inch, looking for Gong Mingyang's soul consciousness.

However, Gong Mingyang's mind is like an abyss shrouded in winter. Not only does it not even see any light, but it is also extremely cold, with no vitality.

Yang Xuan has worries in his heart, wondering whether this Gong Mingyang will have his soul shattered and become a living dead, right?

With a strange mood, he turned Gong Mingyang's mind Sea of ​​Consciousness all over again, and Yang Xuan, who hadn't noticed, finally turned his attention to the slender flesh beard.

Under closer observation, he found something strange.

The fleshy beard pierced straight into the central junction of Gong Mingyang's brain left and right hemispheres, where a strange fold was formed. It was extremely small. If you don't look closely, you won't be able to find it at all.

The folds of ordinary wrinkled meat mounds do not move!

Yang Xuan condensed his divine sense into filaments and explored that point.

This is a darker, damp and cold place, and the space is not large. It looks like an all black, no daylight dungeon.

Gong Mingyang's soul is in the shape of big characters, floating very quietly in the air, and the color of the soul is extremely dim, as if it may disappear at any time.

Huh, I finally found it.

Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Before coming to Gong Mingyang’s soul, Yang Xuan whispered: "Yang Sheng!"

Gong Mingyang, whose eyes were closed, heard Yang Xuan’s cry After that, he slowly opened his eyes.

After seeing Yang Xuan's appearance clearly, Gong Mingyang seemed to have a glimmer of light in his gray eyes, and asked weakly: "Are you?"

Yang Xuan Said: "My name is Yang Xuan, I am here to save you."

There was a ripple in Gong Mingyang's soul, which almost dissipated, showing his inner excitement.

"Our army broke through here? Who defeated Salem? Could it be that the saints of the other four War Zones are here?" He asked excitedly.

Yang Xuan shook his head and said: "No, this time I am here alone. I sneaked in secretly."

Gong Mingyang's weak face showed a suspicious look: "A person? Infiltrate? How is this possible? The Saint Demon Palace in Salem is surrounded by billions of demons. How did you sneak in by yourself? And you can find me inside Saint Demon Palace? "

Yang Xuan probed his soul state while saying: "You don't have to worry about this Yang Sage, I will try to save you out now."

Gong Mingyang face On gloomy and uncertain, a sneer suddenly appeared after a long while: "hmph, trifling is a low-level trick, and you want to deceive me. You go out and tell Salem that although my Gong Mingyang has been captured, if you want me to betray the race, I switch to Demon. Race, that was wishful thinking."

Yang Xuan was taken aback, and then realized that Gong Mingyang disguised him as an evil demon as a Human Race.

He didn't know whether to cry or laugh and said: "Yang Sheng, my name is Yang Xuan, from Human Race, I am really here to save you."

Gong Mingyang Obviously don’t believe me, continue to say with a sneer: "Despicable and stupid demon, if you pretend to be another race, I still believe you three points, but you shouldn’t do it, pretend to be Human Race to lie to me, huh, you I’m afraid I don’t know. Human Race has been weak for tens of thousands of years. Where is there any expert who can sneak into here to save people?"

Yang Xuan smiled bitterly, he didn't know where to start.

Ignore him at all, divine sense turned into thousands of threads, and the soul of Mingyang towards Gong Mingyang surrounded the past.

Gong Mingyang clearly felt Yang Xuan's divine sense, coldly shouted: "Dare to say that you are not an evil demon? With such a huge spirit strength, I am afraid that your position in the evil demon clan is not weaker than that of Salem. . Give up, my Gong Mingyang is able to support both heaven and earth, and the starry sky, how can you be a rung of Demon Race, Ren Er, etc.?"

Yang Xuan is too lazy to care about him, divine sense has already turned into After the big net, Gong Mingyang's soul was completely surrounded.

At this time, he discovered that there were two invisible long beards connected above Gong Mingyang's soul.

Yang Xuan thought for a while, divine sense suddenly turned into a blade of light, and slashed towards the two long beards.

Next moment, those two invisible long beards broke off at the sound, and after a few swings, they disappeared.

Gong Mingyang's soul lost support and floated towards Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan divine sense is like a net, which directly wraps Gong Mingyang in and immobilizes it.

Gong Mingyang found that something was wrong, and doubts appeared again on his face: "en? How dare to unlock my soul restriction? Aren't you afraid that I will get in touch with my body and will kill you?"

Yang Xuan didn't want to talk to him, he pulled the big net and left the small space in an instant.

Coming to the outside world, I mean that Sea of ​​Consciousness is still extremely cold, without a trace of light.

But just after Gong Mingyang's soul reappeared here, suddenly an invisible rays of light from nowhere rushed over and went up and down Gong Mingyang's soul.

Yang Xuan knew in his heart that it was the connection between Gong Mingyang's soul and body.

Gong Mingyang still sneered, and looked at Yang Xuan coldly and said: "Why? Don't you stop it? I want to regain control of the body."

Yang Xuan never knew that a saint had such a broken mouth, and said after being so funny: "It's okay, I'll just watch it, you can get control of the body soon."

Gong Mingyang was puzzled. But I still didn’t believe Yang Xuan, and said with a sneer: "Don’t you think I dare? What kind of crafty plots and machinations, why is my Gong Mingyang afraid of it?"

Yang Xuan observes While dealing with the surrounding situation, he said: "Don't be afraid, hurry up."

Gong Mingyang looked at Yang Xuan suspiciously, and suddenly laughed: "I understand, you must have done it in my body. What hands and feet, waiting for me to be fooled, huh, I just can't be fooled."

After all, he actually disconnected from the body, folded his arms around his chest, and looked towards Yang Xuan with a sneer.

Yang Xuan almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, and was almost pissed off by him. He simply said aggressively: "Oh, the famous Yang Sage was also afraid of times. I don't know this? That's fine. When I went out, I sent a message to the entire central battlefield, saying that the saint Gong Mingyang of the Fourth War Zone is a coward, and he is a coward."

"Fart!" Gong Mingyang was so angry that his angry soul almost exploded. "Is Mingyang in my palace a timid person? What crafty plots and machinations? Just let me go."

tone barely fell, there are thousands of rays of light starting from Sea of Consciousness, transformed into a dragon, fell directly on Gong Mingyang's soul.

Next moment, Gong Mingyang's body began to tremble violently.