Eternal Demon King

"Two strokes to kill me, you are too arrogant, do you really think this prince is muddy?"

Long Xuan's eyes were spitting fire, his expression was extremely ferocious, and his powerful mana was released, turning into countless dragon-shaped air columns, swirling around his body.

One after another dragon-shaped air column, mighty and domineering, mighty, splendid and flaming, makes people feel both frightened and extremely shocked. At this moment, Long Xuan is like a dragon god emperor, incomparable.

"This is the unspoken secret of the Dragon Family of the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty... True Dragon God Gang?!"

Someone seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help but exclaimed. In the book collection hall of the Tianlong Dynasty, there have always been many immortal stunts, and among them, the True Dragon God Gang is the most tyrannical.

Ordinary cultivators of the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty can't even read it, let alone practice it.

According to legend, once every prince of the Dragon family has cultivated this magical power, he has to go everywhere to hunt and kill dragon beasts, and refine the essence of various powerful dragon beasts into his own mana.

Only in this way can one become the True Dragon God Gang.

"My Dragon Family's True Dragon God Gang can be attacked and defended. It is known for its strong defense. What's the harm in taking a blow from you?"

Long Xuan roared, his True Dragon God Gang had already practiced to the point of completion, and his body was protected by ninety-eighty-one body-protecting Dragon Gang Qi, which made him invincible.

"In my eyes, you are really just a piece of shit. What a bullshit prince of the dynasty, you will be transformed into nothingness in the face of absolute power."

Yang Xuan spoke lightly, his white clothes came out of dust, his long hair fluttered, and a big hand slashed down, without the slightest fluctuation of mana, but the speed was extremely fast.

"Unbelievable!"

Seeing Yang Xuan humiliating himself repeatedly, and in the end he didn't even need his mana, Long Xuan was so angry that he said angrily, "Give me death!"

The voice was still there, and his feet slammed on the ground, and the dragon-shaped air column rushed up one after another, like a large dragon, running through the sky and the ground, and soon with Yang Xuan's rapidly falling palm, absolutely nothing. Fancy bumped together.

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

There was no earth-shattering sound, only a series of muffled sounds, all the dragon-shaped air columns, like paper, shattered and disappeared.

"This is impossible!"

Long Xuan shouted, he couldn't believe it was true. His dragon qi burst out. Even an ordinary immortal saint wouldn't dare to say that he could break it with one blow, but now he was beaten by Yang Xuan's palm. smash.

"Forgot to tell you, I am a body refiner, and all my strength is in these palms."

Yang Xuan sneered, and after a pause, he swooped down again and slapped Long Xuan Tianling with his palm.

"Master, save me!"

Long Xuan shouted loudly, he used the True Dragon God Gang, the mana consumption was huge, and he was unable to resist, so he could only turn to Jiu Mokong, and only Jiu Mokong was present, who could save his life in time.

"Stop, this duel, my apprentice admits defeat."

Jiu Mokong shouted angrily, Long Xuan was not only his close disciple, but also the ninth son of Emperor Wuji.

"A battle of life and death is endless, how can you admit defeat?"

Yang Xuan said coldly.

"Shuzi is courting death!"

Jiu Mokong was furious, and a terrifying coercion poured out like a river tide, and he suppressed Yang Xuan with a brain.

In Jiu Mokong's view, Yang Xuan is just an immortal monarch. He doesn't even have the cultivation base of the immortal holy realm. As soon as his coercion comes out, he can be imprisoned in one fell swoop, and it is impossible for Yang Xuan to hurt Long Xuan again. cents.

"Hmph, what about the high-ranking Immortal King, it can't stop me, Yang Xuan, from killing people."

Yang Xuan snorted coldly, castrated with one palm, as if he was not affected at all, just a little immortal king's coercion, falling on him was like nothing, and it was no different from itching.

"No, you can't kill me!"

Long Xuan's scalp was numb, feeling the approach of death, he wanted to dodge, but a mysterious force froze his figure, and he could only watch Yang Xuan's palm pressed down.

"die!"

With Yang Xuan's killing heart, he had absolutely no intention of giving up. He slammed his palm straight down into the air, Long Xuan failed to let out a scream, and he became a piece of meat all over the ground. Even the Yuanshen was caught by Yang Xuan with his bare hands. Start, apply the technique of searching for souls and destroying memories, and then crush them.

"died!"

"This lunatic, he actually dares to violently kill!"

The crowd was in an uproar, and they all broke out in a cold sweat. That was the ninth prince of the Tianlong Dynasty, the son of Emperor Wuji, and now he was slapped to death by someone.

The most shocking thing is that the power contained in Yang Xuan's palm is clearly the power of pure flesh, and it is so terrifying that even an immortal saint can never stop him from attacking with all his strength.

At this moment, the scene was full of noise, and no one else felt scared and frightened, while several immortal saints in armor from the Tianlong Dynasty, who witnessed the tragic death of Long Xuan, fell into rage one after another.

Long Xuan died, and died in front of their eyes. They were not able to protect them, and they were to blame. Once Emperor Wuji came out of the depths of the ruins, his anger would first burn on them.

"Kill my apprentice, the old man wants your life!"

Jiu Mokong screamed in the sky, his eyes were extremely red, and he also fell into madness.

Emperor Wuji entrusted Long Xuan to his care. Although his master was conscientious, he failed to protect his son Long Xuan, and Emperor Wuji would never forgive him afterwards.

"If you want to kill me, I'm afraid you don't have that ability."

Yang Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, squinting.

"This son is to be dealt with by this old man. You guys, go and take down that woman immediately."

Jiu Mokong's eyes turned, and he instructed a few armor-clad immortal saints behind him, and the man stepped on the ground and killed Yang Xuan straight.

"Go!"

Several armor-clothed immortal saints didn't have time to think about it. They unfolded their movements one after another and rushed towards Wu Lingyan at the fastest speed. Wu Lingyan and Yang Xuan were very close, and at first glance they were their Taoist companions. It can make Yang Xuan throw the rat taboo.

"Just rely on you, dare to touch my woman!"

Yang Xuan shouted, his eyes opened and closed, and the murderous intent was overwhelming.

Wu Lingyan is his anti-scale, whoever dares to attack Wu Lingyan's idea must be prepared to bear his anger.

"Shuzi, your opponent is me!"

Jiu Mokong shouted violently, the momentum was extremely fast, and in a flash, he came to Yang Xuan.

"roll!"

Yang Xuan was unmoved, he punched out, and secretly mobilized the power to devour Heavenly Dao. Jiu Mokong's body protection mana was the first to be smashed, and he took the punch abruptly and flew out on the spot. .

puff!

Jiu Mokong's body trembled violently, spitting blood, and as he flew back, his face was full of unbelievable horror.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and when I came back to my senses, I saw a figure roaring towards them at a ghostly speed.

"It's your turn, all die for me!"

Yang Xuan moved the real fire, and he shot without mercy. He swept out with one palm, like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves. Before a few armored fairy saints could respond, they were afraid of being broken by his palm, and instantly disappeared. .