Eternal Demon King

"What a powerful force, you are actually a body refiner!"

Sen Luo's pupils shrank and he sucked in a cold breath.

Immortal monks mostly only focus on practicing Qi. After all, the existence of immortal energy can temper the body and soul of a monk, so few people waste time and deliberately cultivate the body.

Manpower is poor, just training Qi, condensing Immortal Essence in the body, or comprehending Dao and honing Dao Heart requires too much energy.

For the vast majority of Immortal monks, the flesh is not even as good as the soul.

The soul is immortal, and the body can be reshaped. This is also the power of Xianyuan, with all kinds of incredible powers.

But their blood floating sect is different. Their ancestors of the blood floating sect, regardless of their own cultivation realm, are themselves powerful trainers.

Therefore, in addition to practicing Qi, their Blood Floating Sect cultivators have to use suffocating Qi to boil their bodies all year round.

As far as the physical body is concerned, in the huge Zhenwu Immortal Domain, their Blood Floating Sect cultivators are enough to be invincible at the same level, which is also a fighting method that Sen Luo is proud of.

He is good at melee combat, and he doesn't even have Fang Baiyu, the first true disciple of the Ascension Sect.

However, the physical body he valued the most was completely inferior to Yang Xuan.

"You are right, I am a body refiner, and you can make me use 50% of my power, and I will die without regret."

Yang Xuan nodded and sneered.

He has the blood of the Underworld Demon Emperor, and he has practiced the eight aspects of life and death. Compared with the ordinary celestial body trainer, he doesn't know how much stronger he is.

Sen Luo's scalp was numb, and he said unbelievably: "Impossible, even if you are a body refiner, your body shouldn't be so tyrannical."

"My body has already reached the strength of the Holy Body, how can it be that an ordinary body refiner can reach?"

Yang Xuan shook his head, grabbed Sen Luo, raised him fiercely, and said disdainfully, "You see that Xiao Chen as a waste, but you don't know that in my eyes, you are also a waste."

"I'm not a waste, die for me!"

As an immortal wizard in Zhenwu Xianyu, why has Sen Luo ever been humiliated like this?

He roared loudly, his long hair fluttered, and he did not hesitate to burn his blood essence, urging the immortal essence of his life, and a bloody qi burst out from his body.

This is a desperate move, without any fancy, when the bloody qi came out, it manifested as a huge and ferocious blood python above his head, and it opened its mouth and swallowed it towards Yang Xuan.

"Is this your trump card, and it's just like that!"

Yang Xuan raised a hand and pointed at the blood python, a seemingly ordinary finger, but it contained the power of time.

Needless to say, this is Fengyan Finger, which seems to be much stronger than before Xianyu.

In Barren Mountain and his party, Yang Xuan was attacked by the power of the years, and he also had a deeper understanding of the power of the years, so the power of the wind and smoke fingers has also been slightly improved.

Feng Yan refers to a killing move that he created by relying on reincarnation. Although it is powerful, it is not perfect and has infinite potential.

"Destroy!"

He drank lightly and pressed his fingers on the blood python's head accurately.

The next moment, the blood python's body was frozen in mid-air, then cracked and annihilated every inch, as if it had never appeared before.

"The power of the years, this is the power to strip away the years, where exactly are you holy, and what does it have to do with the Lord of the Barren Mountain?"

Sen Luo's eyes widened, his face full of astonishment.

The barren mountain forbidden area is said to be the place of enlightenment for an ancient immortal emperor when he was young.

"The Lord of the Barren Mountain?"

Yang Xuan was slightly startled, but he didn't think much about it. He grabbed Sen Luo's head to search for the soul, and quickly got the information he wanted.

"Emperor Huangtian, he is a remarkable character..."

He muttered to himself, and used the black luck technique to kill Sen Luo.

"The villain has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, and I don't know that you are a descendant of the Emperor of the Wild. Please spare my life."

Over there, Hou Leng was icy cold and cried out in fear.

Huangtian Emperor, in the primeval years, was an immortal emperor on the same level as the Great Demon Emperor. Although his strength was slightly less than that of the Great Demon Emperor, he had also killed the Great Sage. He was an invincible existence.

Although Hou Leng couldn't believe it, he also understood that Yang Xuan was probably the descendant of Emperor Huang Tian, ​​otherwise he would not have been able to wield the secret technique of time and kill Sen Luo like slaughtering ants.

"Oh my god, this person is actually a descendant of the Emperor Huangtian!"

At this moment, the rest of the Blood Floating Sect cultivators were also extremely terrified. Although this young man's cultivation base was low, he had obtained the inheritance of the Emperor of the Wilderness, and he was simply not comparable to them.

"The descendant of Emperor Huangtian..."

Yang Xuan smiled, but he didn't expect that he would have such an identity when he first arrived.

"Those who don't know are not guilty, and I hope you will leave a way for the villain to live. The villain can swear here that he will never reveal your identity. If you violate this oath, you will not die."

Hou Leng's face was pale, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead. Since Yang Xuan killed Senluo, it is impossible to guarantee that he will not continue to kill all of them and leave them all behind.

"Sorry, I can't trust you. Today, not only are you going to die, but none of your companions want to leave alive."

Yang Xuan looked at Hou Leng and the others, and said indifferently.

"Let's go, one who can escape is one."

Hou Leng shouted, turned around and left without hesitation, and the other monks of the blood floating door came back to their senses, and they also unfolded their movements and rushed to the warehouse outside the grain.

"Want to go?"

Yang Xuan's expression was grim, the magic field spread out, and the invisible pressure enveloped the entire valley. No one could bear it, so they fell to the ground one after another, and it was difficult to get up after being suppressed.

"Forgive me!"

Hou Leng was half-knelt on the ground, his face ashen, these shocking methods made him only feel hopeless, and he couldn't even feel any resistance in his heart.

Yang Xuan didn't speak, and a large cloud of black mist emitted from his wave, killing all the cultivators except Hou Leng and the others.

"You are so ruthless, my blood floating door ancestor will not let you go..."

Waiting for the cold cultivation base is the highest, and before dying, he unwillingly let out a roar, and then it disappeared.

"The ancestor of the blood floating door, is it strong?"

Yang Xuan sneered, he got Sen Luo's memory, he already knew something about Zhenwu Xianyu, and he knew that the three most powerful people in Zhenwu Xianyu were Yuhuamen, Xuefumen, and the three ancestors of Xuanyin Sect.

These three people have cultivated for endless years, and all have the cultivation base of the peak of the Immortal Saint, but no matter how high the cultivation base is, they have not entered the Immortal King Realm after all.

As long as it is not the Immortal King, Yang Xuan is not afraid of it. Besides, he has already killed and silenced, who can know that he is the murderer?

Killing people with the black luck technique will not leave any traces, and the deaths of Sen Leng and Hou Leng and others have also plundered a lot of luck.

These lucks are also great supplements for the swallowing talisman, which will make the swallowing talisman become stronger and stronger.