Eternal Demon King

"madman!"

Duan De shouted with shock and deep anger on his face, and his whole body was shaking.

An immortal king who is high above the sky and penetrates the sky and the earth, in front of the world, is completely disregarding his identity, and suddenly attacked Yang Xuan, a true fairyland junior, what kind of bullying is this?

When Duan De thinks about it, he must feel angry, aggrieved, and guilty, and he has never been so eager for power as he is today.

With his cultivation in the Taoist realm, he was really too weak, so weak that he couldn't even stand up and fight alongside Yang Xuan.

"Lin Feng!"

"Little friend Lin!"

At this moment, Fairy Jalan and Wang Mingde also changed color.

"Don't worry, I'm not dead yet."

Yang Xuan waved his hand, his chest undulating, wisps of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his face was extremely pale.

The imposing manner of an Immortal King should not be underestimated. His physical body was as strong as him, and he also suffered a lot of internal injuries. Fortunately, he was a complete success in life and death, otherwise he would have been shattered and killed on the spot.

"Master, does your injury really matter?"

Jiutian Winglong gasped and asked, it has successfully completed the advanced step, and its physical body has been stronger than several times. The coercion of the Immortal King at this point is not enough to threaten its life.

Compared with Yang Xuan, the injury was obviously much lighter.

"A little injury is not a big problem, it will heal with rest."

As Yang Xuan spoke, he raised his head and looked at the white-robed old man, without the slightest reverence in his words.

"Don't say that you are just an Immortal King. Even if an Immortal Emperor stronger than you comes, don't make me kneel. Although my cultivation base, Lin Feng, is not high, I still have the backbone of a man."

"You can survive under the pressure of the old man, your bones are indeed very hard."

The white-robed old man snorted coldly, his face was gloomy like water, and he said condescendingly: "This old man holds his own identity, and I didn't want to shoot at you, but if you dare to be disrespectful to the old man, the old man will never be soft-hearted."

With his cultivation of the Eighth Heaven of the Immortal King Realm, even a little coercion was enough to make Yang Xuan kneel on the ground and never get up again.

But Yang Xuan suffered this coercion, but he was only injured and did not kneel to him, which is surprising and unbelievable.

At this moment, Rao is the white-robed old man with a calm demeanor, and he was used to seeing all kinds of immortal geniuses and arrogant people, but now the eyes of Yang Xuan have become different.

This young man does not seem to have a high cultivation base, but his strength is obviously far superior to that of too many cultivation bases.

If he is allowed to grow, he will surely become an Immortal King and Immortal Emperor in the future.

"Interesting, I didn't expect a character like you to appear in this small Zhenwu Immortal Domain. It's no wonder that you can conquer the Nine Heavens Winged Dragon."

Han Daosheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Xuan with a little admiration.

"Young Master, this son can't be kept, otherwise it will become a serious trouble for his confidants."

The white-robed old man said.

"Immortal King wants to kill me, I have to lead my neck to be killed, but in the eyes of everyone, I'm afraid you won't be able to lose that face."

Under the gazes of one after another, Yang Xuan slowly stood up and stood proudly above the Nine Heavens Winged Dragon.

This scene also made the hearts of countless watching crowd tremble.

When Yang Xuan first entered the real fairyland, he was able to miraculously survive under the pressure of the immortal king powerhouses like the white-robed old man, which was a feat in itself.

Even in the face of the white-robed old man, Yang Xuan was neither humble nor arrogant, and he did not show weakness, and his strength was evident.

"Whether it is an immortal king or an immortal emperor, which one has not cultivated for endless years? If you give me thousands of years, I can reach this state."

Yang Xuan said again, his voice was not loud, but his words were full of confidence, which shocked everyone.

It takes thousands of years to cultivate to the Immortal King Realm or even the Immortal Emperor Realm, which is almost impossible to accomplish.

But Yang Xuan's self-confidence revealed from his bones, as if nothing in the world can shake it, but it is impossible to ignore.

"Confidence is a good thing, but being too confident is arrogant."

The white-robed old man said coldly.

Arrogance is not a bad thing, but he also knows that he is advancing and retreating, he understands superiority and inferiority, and he is as arrogant as Yang Xuan. Even if he does not die today, he will die in the future.

"Looks like you're really going to kill me."

Yang Xuan moved his hands and feet, and his face gradually returned to rosy, as if he had never been injured.

He bears the blood of the Underworld Demon Emperor, and has practiced the Great Life Technique and the Star Swallowing Technique. He can repair the injured body in an instant, and under the cover of the swallowing talisman, outsiders will only regard his body as tyrannical and his resilience is amazing.

"What a powerful physique. I didn't expect you to be a body refiner, and you should have mastered a remarkable healing art."

The white-robed old man was taken aback, but his face was extremely ugly, and he said savagely: "This old man is a high-ranking immortal king, kill anyone you want, you don't need to care about other people's eyes at all, you can only say that you deserve your life."

"It turned out to be a high-ranking Immortal King, but I am disrespectful. I don't know the name of the Immortal King?"

"Haha, the old man Han Wuji is the elder of the ancient god Han Clan. He is known as the Immortal King of Wuji in the Divine Realm. If you can survive today, the old man is waiting for you to come to me for revenge at any time."

A true immortal Xiaoxiu dared to ask his name in person, and it seemed that he wanted to be ashamed, which made Han Wuji only find it funny.

Since he became famous, no one dared to talk to him like this for many years, but now, he was ignored by a young junior, which made him both absurd and deeply angry.

He stared at Yang Xuan, without concealing the murderous intent in his eyes, and deep in his heart, he even considered whether to kill Yang Xuan directly and kill Yang Xuan on the spot.

With his cultivation, killing Yang Xuan is like slaughtering pigs and dogs.

"Immortal King Wuji, I remember, if I don't die, I will definitely go to God's Domain in the future and ask you for a lesson or two."

Yang Xuan's voice was not loud, but it caused shocking waves in the minds of countless people.

This kid is really bold, and he dares to hold grudges against a high-ranking Immortal King of the Protoss. Is he really not afraid of angering the other party and being killed by the other party with his bare hands?

"Brother Fang, your junior junior brother from the same sect is really an incredible person. If you really give him some time, you, the senior eldest brother of the Ascension Sect, may not be able to sit still."

Li Minghua sighed and said to Fang Baiyu beside him.

If Fang Baiyu didn't recognize Yang Xuan, Li Minghua couldn't believe that the young man in front of him actually came from the Ascension Sect, not a disciple or successor of the great power of Xiandao.

Fang Baiyu's face was ugly, his eyes were both shocked and full of disdain, and he said coldly: "This son is indeed a genius, but he is too sharp.

Not to mention offending Han Daosheng, he dared to confront a high-ranking Immortal King face to face. This is Tai Sui's long-term life. Fang Baiyu couldn't think of any possibility that Yang Xuan could survive.