Eternal Demon King

The ancient underworld belongs to the Great World of the Eastern Emperor.

This continent is a very small star, less than one-tenth of the area of ​​Shenwu Continent, but because it is the closest to the Eastern Emperor Realm, it has been extremely prosperous since ancient times.

Most of the various factions in the Eastern Emperor Realm have established industries here, buying or selling cultivation items, attracting cultivators from all walks of life to come here to Taobao.

However, not long ago, with the killing of the ancestors of the Heaven Smiting Sect and the Corpse God Sect, the prosperity of the ancient underworld in the past was fleeting.

The whole continent, mountains and rivers collapsed, the ground cracked, countless buildings collapsed and turned into ruins. There were almost no living people on it, and the pungent smell of blood permeated everywhere. It was dead and desolate, like a cemetery.

This is a catastrophe. It came too suddenly, without any warning, and many people died before they could even scream.

As the saying goes, gods fight and mortals suffer. Although there are not many mortals here, whether they are mortals or monks, they are all wiped out by terrifying energy fluctuations in an instant.

The decisive battle between the extraordinary saints is terrifyingly destructive, even if it is just a small aftermath, it is enough to destroy the world.

At this moment, on this continent riddled with holes, the old ancestor of the Kunpeng clan, Peng Wuji, an old man with tattered robes, covered in blood, and with a sluggish breath, was seriously injured.

At the same time, a strong enemy came and blocked the world, pushing him step by step into a desperate situation, and just when he was disheartened and secretly said that my life was over, things suddenly turned around.

A young man with white clothes and white hair, tall and straight, hugging a woman in a white dress, suddenly fell into the air, and with one punch, forced the five extraordinary ancestors of the Heaven Smiting Sect and the Divine Corpse Sect to retreat.

"Thank you for your help, dare to ask your honorable name?"

It wasn't until the other party came to the front that Peng Wuji came back to his senses and hurriedly stood up to thank him solemnly. In addition to gratitude, his eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

The young man in front of him didn't know exactly what was going on. He seemed to have no aura, but his strength was extremely terrifying.

With one punch, five extraordinary saints were repelled. How many people in the world can do it?

Peng Wuji even had a feeling that the shocking punch just now was not his full strength.

However, when they appeared in the Eastern Emperor Realm again, it was unheard of.

"My surname is Yang, and I have some friendship with Pengfei, the young master of the noble family. I came here to help Senior Peng get out of trouble."

Who is it if it's not Yang Xuan? He tilted his head to look at Peng Wuji beside him, and said with a slight smile.

"I see."

Peng Wuji was stunned, and then said again: "Your cultivation base is extremely high, and you keep it hidden. Please don't call him Senior Peng again. In front of Your Excellency, Peng must not dare to be arrogant."

In the world of martial arts, everything depends on strength.

The strong, no matter the age or the level of cultivation, will be respected by others.

Peng Wuji knew very well that even if the young master who claimed the surname Yang was not as good as himself, he would still not be far behind. Otherwise, how could he be able to resist the five extraordinary ancestors by himself?

"Then I'll call you old Peng."

Yang Xuan smiled, looked at the few people who were a hundred feet away on the opposite side, and said lightly: "Before you start, why don't you release your spiritual sense and see what's going on on Kunpeng Island."

There are five people in total, all of them are very old in appearance, and the one with the lowest cultivation base has reached the sixth level of the transcendent realm.

Needless to say, these five people are the five extraordinary ancestors of the Heaven Smiting Sect and the Divine Corpse Sect. All of them have the strength to penetrate the sky and the earth, and all of them are ruthless people who kill decisively.

It's no wonder that Wang Tiande and others are afraid of Kunpeng Island and his party, and dare not lend a helping hand to the Kunpeng family.

Of course, all this has changed with the arrival of Yang Xuan.

"What's going on? The monks of our two factions are all dead."

Here, some people released their spiritual thoughts, and soon they had a panoramic view of everything on Kunpeng Island, and they were suddenly shocked and angry.

"Who is Your Excellency? Why did you kill me cultivator of Heaven Smiting Sect?"

A tall, silver-haired old man looked coldly at Yang Xuan.

This old man was Yin Haotian, the ancestor of the Heaven Smiting Sect who had the highest cultivation level, a strongman who had already entered the Immortal Sect with half his feet.

Beside him, a thin old man named Sun Pengyun, and a fat old man named Hu Ming, are the ancestors of Heaven Smiting Sect.

As for the ancestors of the Divine Corpse Sect, one named Wu Chengzhou and the other named Meng Mingjie, both of them were wearing black robes, and their bodies exuded a thick but disgusting corpse aura.

Dealing with countless corpses all year round, they will naturally be contaminated with corpse aura, which makes them more and more gloomy and perverse in temperament, until they become neither human nor ghost.

"People, I did kill them. If you want revenge, just let the horses come over."

Hearing Yang Xuan's words, and seeing his fearless appearance, coupled with Yang Xuan's previous punch that seemed like a demon, Wu Chengzhou, the ancestor of the Divine Corpse Sect, couldn't help but shudder.

He squinted, looked at Yang Xuan up and down, and then looked at the female corpse Xiangxiang in Yang Xuan's arms, and said savagely: "Your Excellency is amazing, I'm waiting one-on-one, I'm afraid it's not your enemy, but you are really ready to hug A woman, can't you fight us?"

This Wu Chengzhou's cultivation base is not inferior to Yin Haotian, and he has also reached the realm of semi-immortals.

"Don't talk nonsense, this woman must be someone he values ​​very much when he takes her by his side. If we can capture her, we will definitely let him be swayed."

Meng Mingjie's eyes were cold, and the voice transmission was Wu Chengzhou. Although Yang Xuan's strength just displayed was very tyrannical, in the final analysis, they underestimated Yang Xuan and hardly took any precautions.

This young man's cultivation base is in the supernatural realm. The reason why he looks so old is that he has the skills to keep his face, and his youthful face is often used to confuse the enemy.

"This person must not be simple, and we must not act rashly."

Wu Chengzhou secretly stopped Meng Mingjie, and said to Yang Xuan: "Your Excellency is so tight, I don't know where it came from?"

"Don't ask, he is from the East Emperor's Palace."

At this moment, Yin Haotian suddenly spoke.

"East Emperor Palace!"

Wu Chengzhou, Meng Mingjie, Sun Pengyun, Hu Ming, and Peng Wuji next to Yang Xuan were all taken aback.

The East Emperor Hall was built by the East Emperor. In the ancient times, before the East Emperor ascended, the East Emperor Hall was the most sacred place in the East Emperor Great World, and it was also the most powerful sect in the East Emperor Great World.

It's just that the Eastern Emperor's Palace was destroyed as early as after the Eastern Emperor's ascension, and the people who shot to destroy the Eastern Emperor's Palace were all extraordinary powers who had a grudge against the Eastern Emperor.

According to legend, in that battle, the entire Cangtian Palace of the East Emperor Hall was razed to the ground by countless strongmen, and the monks of the East Emperor Hall were almost killed in the battle. chase.