Eternal Demon King

"Pang Hong came prepared, and his strength is bound to rise to a higher level. Jiang Mingyue is in trouble now."

Moon Boundless whispered.

"Is this person as powerful as you say?"

Jian Wuming raised his eyebrows lightly, always feeling that Pang Hong was not Jiang Mingyue's opponent. After all, Jiang Mingyue had killed Pang Hong once.

"It's very powerful, and few people in the same generation can compete with it, especially his Dark Moon Magic Art. It is said that this skill has nine levels. Once you reach the ninth level, you can have nine lives. The world calls it the Nine Deaths Magic Art."

Endless Moon Road.

"Nine lives? Nine-death magic?"

Yang Xuan was taken aback at the moment, and asked, "How many times has this Pang Hong died?"

"The number of times should not be small, but outsiders don't know it."

Yue Wuyin pondered: "The Nine Deaths Demon Art has both advantages and disadvantages. Let's put it this way, the higher the realm of this art, the stronger the power, but correspondingly, its own lifespan will also be greatly reduced, and the only way to practice this art is to achieve great success. , in order to avoid side effects.”

Everyone was silent when they heard the words. The Nine Deaths are indeed very evil, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as hurting the enemy by one thousand and self-destructing eight hundred.

"What a terrible magic art."

Yang Xuan sighed with emotion, he believed that even if Pang Hong hadn't practiced Dark Moon Demonic Art to Dacheng, he might not be far from Dacheng.

"Let's go, go to the road of kings first." Yang Xuan thought for a while and said.

"it is good."

Everyone had no objection, and followed Yang Xuan towards the top of the ladder. The ancient bluestone road on the ladder was ups and downs. No one knew how long it would last. If it was too late, they might miss it.

The higher you go, the more pressure on the ladder, but no matter how high the pressure, it will not pose a threat to Yang Xuan and the others.

The speed of the group was not slow, and they reached the top of the ladder in a short time, and successively set foot on the ancient bluestone road, completely disappearing in the eyes of the crowd.

The crowd saw all this in their eyes, and their hearts could not be calm for a long time. The young robber Yang Xuan and his companions would not talk about it. Jiang Mingyue and Pang Hong were not ordinary people. There will be a battle of dragons and tigers.

It's a pity that not many people can see it. Most people can't even climb the ladder. Even if they climb the ladder, they have to consider whether they have the strength to survive on the road of kings.

"Crisis and opportunity coexist, we fought hard."

"If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent, isn't it just death, why should you be afraid?"

"That's right, success or failure is here."

After a brief hesitation, countless people took their steps again, going up one step at a time.

"The Road of Kings is here."

"This is our chance. Only by winning the inheritance of the Immortal King can we compete with the surnamed Yang."

Time passed slowly, and people kept coming at the foot of the ladder. Among them, there were Domineering Dao and You Fen.

In addition to the two, there were many outsiders, including Shen Changfeng and Han Shixiong, the young masters of the Shen Han family.

At this moment, everyone heard the news of Yang Xuan from the mouths of others. Yang Xuan is known as a young thief, and he is very famous in the whole world. Besides, he appeared here not long ago, causing a lot of waves.

It can be said that even if Yang Xuan has already embarked on the road of kings, there are still many people in the crowd talking about him.

The speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, Ba Wudao and You Fen learned of Yang Xuan's whereabouts, and their faces showed deep hatred.

"Is this son already on the road of kingship?"

At this time, Han Shixiong's face was not very good-looking, and one of his reasons for coming here was not to fight Yang Xuan.

However, he still came a step late and failed to do so.

Ba Wudao suppressed the hatred, turned his head and glanced at Han Shixiong, and said casually: "Brother Han, don't be discouraged, as long as this son does not leave the road of kings for a day, you will have a chance to fight him."

Han Shixiong glanced at Ba Wudao coldly, but didn't say anything. He wasn't an idiot, so how could he not know what Ba Wudao was doing, but knowing that he knew, he also wanted to meet Yang Xuan.

"It's too late to change, let's go to the road of kings first."

Shen Changfeng said from the side, he is different from Han Shixiong, the main purpose of his coming here is the inheritance of the Immortal King, and he has never thought of competing with Yang Xuan, and there is no need for that.

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"This is the power of time and space..."

"Yang Xuan is sure!?"

On the ancient bluestone road, the white expanse is full of dead silence and eternity, and as Yang Xuan's voice fell, Yue Wuyin, Ziyi Hou and others changed their faces.

The power of time and space is also known as the power of taboo, no matter how high your cultivation base is, you will sink into the vortex of time and space.

"The situation is not good, where are we going?"

Xu Yang looked solemn and authentic.

"There must be a way for the car to the front of the mountain. For the present, we have to bite the bullet and move forward."

Yang Xuan wanted to retreat, but there was always a resistance on the road to kings, preventing them from retreating.

You can't go back, you can only move forward.

"As soon as it comes, maybe..." Before Jian Wuming finished his words, there was a loud bang in front of him, causing the entire ancient bluestone road to shake.

The loud noise came and went quickly, and when the bluestone ancient road stabilized, a phantom of an ancient city appeared in the distance.

The ancient city is very majestic, gradually changing from virtual to real, clearly coming into view.

"It is unheard of to have such a majestic city on the road of kings."

Yue Wuyin was shocked. He knew about the road of kings, but he had never heard of a city on this road, which was completely beyond his imagination.

"What should we do, do we want to enter the city?"

The Ziyi Hou looked at Yang Xuan with an attitude of following Yang Xuan's horse.

"Go ahead and have a look."

Yang Xuan said solemnly, the appearance of the ancient city is very strange, and the road ahead is blocked. They have no other way but to pass through the city.

Everything went smoothly and without any obstruction, the group quickly filed in and entered the ancient city.

"So many people, looking at the clothes of these people... It seems that they are not the same era as us."

As soon as they entered the city, Yang Xuan and others were stunned by the scene in the city. The ancient city was not quiet, not only was it not quiet, but it was also unusually lively.

Here, the streets are full of antique buildings, and pedestrians can be seen everywhere on the streets. These people are men and women, old and young, all dressed in simple clothes, and they are unusual at a glance.

The appearance of Yang Xuan and the others did not attract the attention of the crowd, as if they were not surprised at all.

"Well, may I ask, where is this place?"

Yue Wuyin randomly asked someone for advice, and the other party didn't talk nonsense, and said casually: "This is the lost city."

"Lost City?"

"There are nine big cities on Tongtian Road, and the Lost City is one of them. When you get here, everyone will not die, and correspondingly, you will never want to go out."

"I can't die, I can't get out, how is this possible."

"There is nothing impossible, the time in this city will not be lost, unless you are killed by someone, or you fail to pass the level, you can be freed."

As soon as this statement came out, Yang Xuan and others were all surprised, and the tone of the speaker seemed to be suffering in life.