Eternal Demon King

"Who is your Excellency? Is it life or death?"

Zuo Lengchan clasped his fists and asked, seemingly calm on the surface, but full of vigilance inside, not daring to take it lightly.

The other party is a great cultivator of the cave realm with a mysterious origin, and he despised a big cultivator in the cave realm, that is, he is self-sufficient and self-destructed.

Even if he is the elder of the inner door of the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, even if the High Heaven Sword Pavilion has a strong foundation and masters like clouds, Zuo Lengchan does not dare to be presumptuous at the moment.

After all, this is not the Xuanhuang Realm, let alone the High Heavenly Sword Pavilion. No matter how conceited he is, no matter how he looks down on this little Sword God Palace, he does not dare to joke about his life.

"Is this person... really a cultivator of the Heavenly Cave Realm?"

The eyes of the big guys from all sides are changing, and with their cultivation and eyesight, they can't even see through the reality of Ming Lao, let alone what kind of face is hidden under the hat.

There is only one thing for sure, this person seems to have cultivated some kind of evil way and evil art, and there is a faint sense of death emanating from his body.

There are thousands of monks in the world, and the cultivation methods are also various and varied, and a monk who cultivates death energy has reached a very high level, which is extremely terrifying.

"Is this Yang Xuan's protector?"

"There can be no mistake. If this person hadn't acted on that day and imprisoned Demon Emperor Shi Tian in his own cave, Demon Emperor Shi Tian might not have died in the end."

"It is as strong as the war king Yi Wuya, and he can only release the demon emperor to suppress the thousands of years, but cannot completely kill it, which shows how tyrannical the strength of this person is."

In the distance, many experts from the Shenwu Continent were also sighing with emotion, and all their eyes were focused on Old Ming, wondering what his origins were.

Old Ming stood with his hands behind his back, as if no one was around, he pointed at Yang Xuan beside him and said to Zuo Lengchan. "It doesn't matter who I am, you just need to know that I am his guardian."

After a pause, he added: "As for me, of course I'm already dead."

"I've already died, so why..."

Zuo Lengchan was stunned for a while, and finally saw something, and said with a discoloration: "I know, your Excellency is... a corpse puppet, a corpse puppet who had a cave in his lifetime."

In the Xuanhuang Realm, there was a large corpse refining sect, and everyone in this sect practiced the evil corpse refining technique and refined no less than one million corpse puppets.

Corpse puppets, also known as puppets, are the most powerful and terrifying beings among the many puppets in the world. Their strength is even more tyrannical than they were in life, and it is extremely difficult to deal with.

Back then, the corpse-refining faction relied on millions of corpse puppets to run amuck, causing disaster to the world, turning the entire Xuanhuang Realm upside down.

As a monk in the Xuanhuang world, Zuo Lengchan participated in the battle between the monks of the right way and the corpse puppet army that took nearly a hundred years, so he had a certain degree of understanding of the corpse puppet.

It's just that most of the corpse puppets refined by the corpse refining sect had only a cultivation level below the emperor before his death. Even if there are corpse puppets that are comparable to the emperor or stronger than the emperor, there are very few. , is extremely rare.

It can be said that the more powerful the corpse, the more difficult it is to refine.

The appearance of a corpse puppet in the Heavenly Cave Realm is even more unacceptable to Heavenly Dao, and it may suffer from Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation at any time and be completely annihilated by ashes.

"Yes, the old man is a corpse puppet."

Ming Lao nodded, as if he didn't care about his identity.

He is a dead person. He has been dead for tens of millions of years, and his physical body has long since decayed. Although he has obtained the power of almost immortality, he has also lost the joy of being a living person.

"Most corpse puppets are mentally disabled and only know how to kill, but Your Excellency seems to be different, which is really curious."

Zuo Lengchan's eyes flickered, the corpse was not a human being in essence, but a human-made killing tool that almost wiped out human nature.

But Old Ming's words and deeds did not look like an emotionless corpse puppet at all, and it was impossible for a corpse puppet to talk to him like a person and speak freely.

If you hadn't seen this scene with your own eyes, Zuo Lengchan would not have believed it at all.

"This is all the credit of my lord. Even if I became a corpse puppet, I still retain some memories of my life."

"I don't know who your master is holy?"

"Don't ask, you have no right to know."

"Then let's change the question. Why do you dare to stay by this son's side and be his guardian?"

"This is my lord's order, I can't disobey, of course, I didn't want to disobey. To be honest, being able to protect this son and watch him grow along the way is also the best thing I think I have done. thing."

After saying a word, Old Ming said again: "Leave the imperial spirit, I can promise not to embarrass you."

"Your Excellency, are you threatening me?"

"It's not a threat, just a piece of advice for you. Even if the old man doesn't make a move, you are definitely not Yang Xuan's opponent. His real strength is even far higher than mine."

"This is impossible."

Zuo Lengchan was no longer calm. Although he saw that Yang Xuan was very powerful, he could never be stronger than a master of the Heavenly Cave Realm, which made no sense at all.

"This person doesn't seem to be lying, does this person really have the strength to surpass the heavens and the power to transform the Tao!?"

After the cave, it is the transformation of the Tao, and above it, it is extraordinary. A strong Taoist transformation is rare in the entire Xuanhuang world.

The thoughts of the big bosses from all sides turned, and they looked at Yang Xuan again, and they all felt that this young man could not be so strong.

A young man in the Heaven-snatching Realm, even if his cultivation base is only one step away from the Emperor Realm, he is still only a Heaven-snatching Realm cultivator after all.

"Whether you believe it or not, the old man has said everything that needs to be said, it's up to you to decide what to do next."

The voice was still there, but Old Ming disappeared. Except for Yang Xuan, no one knew where he went.

Zuo Lengchan was slightly startled, then looked at Yang Xuan, his face uncertain.

"Choose, do you want to die or live?"

Yang Xuan folded his arms around his chest and looked at Zuo Lengchan with a half-smiling smile. If Zuo Lengchan didn't want to give up his imperial aura, he wouldn't mind giving the old guy a free ride.

Zuo Lengchan was angry and angry, and there was a trace of fear in his heart. After a long while, he seemed to have made a decision, gritted his teeth and said, "This time the old man admits his fault, junior, the emperor can give it to him. you, but you have to promise to let me go."

After speaking, the whole person seems to be a little old.

What a shame!

As an emperor, he couldn't afford to lose face, so he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground and get into it immediately.

"Okay, I didn't even want to kill you."

Yang Xuandao.

"Why is this? You obviously have the strength to kill me."

Although he didn't think that Yang Xuan's strength could reach the level of Dao Transformation, Zuo Lengchan didn't think he could compete with the young man in front of him. Once the war started, he would be the one who died in the end.