Eternal Demon King

All the way up the hillside slowly, Yang Xuan didn't encounter any danger, he didn't delay, he walked quickly to the green scale grass, and suddenly a wisp of fragrance hit his face, penetrated into the nose and mouth, intoxicating .

"Okay, I have a top-quality elixir." The corner of Yang Xuan's mouth was slightly raised, and he quickly took out a jade box from the storage ring, then dug out the green scale grass and put it in the jade box for preservation.

Medicinal herbs, especially spirit herbs, need to be packed with jade utensils, so that the medicinal properties of the spirit herbs will not disappear, enough to be preserved for many years.

"Boy, put down the spirit grass, otherwise don't blame the old man for being rude to you."

Suddenly, a cold shout came, and amidst the whizzing wind, a group of more than a dozen people rushed up the hillside and surrounded Yang Xuan in a fan shape.

Most of this group of people has the cultivation base of the True Astral Realm, and the person in the lead is even a master of the Vientiane Realm.

This is an old man who looks very old, with a short stature, scattered white hair, and a wrinkled face. His cultivation base has reached the Third Heaven of Vientiane Realm.

Putting the jade box into the storage ring, Yang Xuan didn't see the slightest panic on his face, got up and sneered: "You're welcome, I want to see how you're welcome, you old immortal?"

"Looking for death." The old man became angry with shame, his robes fluttered, and his tyrannical aura was released, pressing Yang Xuan, making Yang Xuan unable to move.

However, Yang Xuan had no fear on his face, as if he was completely unaffected by the opponent's aura. With a half-step sword intent, an invisible edge appeared, forcing away the opponent's aura.

"Very good, I didn't expect that you, a small condensing essence martial artist, could resist the momentum of the old man!" The old man snorted coldly. The momentum suddenly increased to the extreme, and he didn't believe that Yang Xuan could stop it.

At the same time, a young man from the third realm of the real astral realm shouted coldly, "Boy, my clan master is a master of the Vientiane realm. If you are sensible, you will hand over the spirit grass quickly, otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless."

"Haha, I'm just a martial artist from the Third Stage of the Vientiane Realm. How dare you call yourself a master, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" Yang Xuan smiled, and the half-step sword intent of Xeon gushed out, forcing away the old man's imposing manner in one fell swoop. Said, but pressed the opponent towards the past.

"You..." The old man was taken aback, only to feel a little tingling in his body.

At the same time, he looked at Yang Xuan carefully, and felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it in the valley outside the ancient gods.

Soon, he finally remembered something, and his face changed immediately, and he said in a trembling voice: "You, you are Yang Xuan of the Seven Profound Sect!?"

"That's right, let's go straight to what you want."

"Cough cough, that, Yang Shaoxia, I'm sorry, it's an old man with clumsy eyes."

"Thinking about something with a clumsy eye?"

"Then what do you want?"

Tweet! "

Yang Xuan was about to answer when an unusually loud screeching sound suddenly came from the distant sky.

This sound is like an eagle but not an eagle, and its penetrating power is extremely strong. Although it is far away, it also makes people feel dizzy and blood riot.

"Then, what is that!?" Someone exclaimed, and then everyone looked up and saw a behemoth coming from the sky.

This is a black giant eagle, covering the sky and blocking the sun, like a huge black cloud flying over. It seems to be far away, but it actually arrives in a blink of an eye. The terrifying ominous power swept the world, shocking people.

"This is the Xuanyin Sculpture!"

Looking at the behemoth hovering above, Yang Xuan's body couldn't help but tremble, and his face showed horror.

"Xuanyindiao, what kind of monster is this!?" Not far away, the old man looked extremely solemn. Although he couldn't tell the level of the big guy on his head, he also found that this beast was terrifying.

"This is an ancient relic, which is enough to kill ordinary powerhouses in the realm of heaven and man in seconds. Ask for your own blessings." After leaving a cold sentence, Yang Xuan turned around and left, rushing down the hillside with lightning speed, and even using the blood wings When he came out, his wings fluttered between the fans, turning into a shadow of blood, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Boom!

At the same time, there was a loud noise behind him, Yang Xuan turned his head to look, his pupils shrank for a while, only to see the Xuanyin eagle swooping down, a big explosion occurred where the old man and others were, and pieces of forest trees were shattered. , turned into powder.

Needless to say, the old man and the others are all dead. Even if Xuanyin Diao doesn't use his innate magical powers, he can kill ordinary powerhouses in seconds with his physical attack. The old man and others have no chance of life. , destined to be shattered.

"Death Forest is indeed the tomb of the so-called warrior. It seems that I have to be more careful next."

Yang Xuan took a deep breath and ran desperately all the way, afraid that Xuan Yindiao would catch up. He understood that it was because he picked the green scale grass that he would bring disaster.

The luck is not bad, maybe it was because of killing the old man and others to vent their anger, or because it was rare to hunt down Yang Xuan, an insignificant little ant, Xuan Yindiao did not chase after him.

Despite this, Yang Xuan still did not dare to take it lightly, and just wanted to leave this terrifying forest as soon as possible. He had already seen that this place was definitely a place of death, and staying here would die sooner or later.

After half an hour, Yang Xuan paused in his footsteps, and saw that the jungle in front of him was severely damaged, and there were more than ten corpses lying in a mess in a devastated open space, each of which was shriveled and covered in blood.

"Could it be that someone from Jiuyou Sect got in!?"

Yang Xuan said in shock, and quickly came to the scene of the incident to check, and he must have been committed by the martial artist of Jiuyou Sect, and only the swallowing technique of Jiuyou Sect would suck blood, Yang Xuan didn't think it was an ancient relic. Or ordinary monsters only suck blood after killing people, but do not eat people.

"Never mind, let's meet Qin Lan first, but the psychic jade has never moved, and I don't know where Qin Lan is?"

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan frowned, a little upset, and worried about Qin Lan's accident, but Yang Xuan also understood that worrying was useless, he could only take one step at a time, and hoped that he could find Qin Lan as soon as possible.

An hour later, Yang Xuan still hadn't walked out of the forest of death. This forest was boundless and unimaginable, and he didn't know where his head was.

"Hey, there seems to be the sound of water ahead."

After walking forward for a while, Yang Xuan whispered, and faintly heard the sound of turbulent water coming from a hundred feet away, and the place with water is often accompanied by elixir.

"Go and see."

Yang Xuan touched the tip of his nose and carefully walked through a lush jungle. A small valley appeared in front of him, and the sound of water came from the valley.

Yang Xuan released his perception and probed, and found that the valley was very calm, and there was no abnormal movement, so he prepared to enter the valley.

But as soon as he moved his front feet, his back feet immediately froze, and then he kicked his legs and jumped into a weedy bush. At the same time, he ran the Xuanwu Turtle Breathing Art, staring at the dense forest not far away.

With the sound of clattering, two figures flew out of the dense forest and quickly came to stop outside the valley.

Yang Xuan looked through the weeds and found that these were two young men in their twenties, all dressed in black. Their auras were cold, and strangers were not allowed to enter. They were all in the real astral realm. Among them, the shorter men were really The fifth level of the Astral Realm, the taller man is the sixth level of the Astral Realm.

"Sure enough, someone from the Jiuyou Sect has entered the secret realm of the ancient gods!" Yang Xuan's eyes twitched, and relying on the innate qi technique, he could see at a glance that the two were definitely from the Jiuyou Sect.

However, Yang Xuan was also a little puzzled, not knowing how the people of Jiuyou Sect entered the secret realm of the ancient gods.

"Is there more than one portal of light!?"

For a moment, he thought of a possibility.

I have to say that Yang Xuan is very smart, and he really guessed it right. There is indeed not only one door of light in the legend of the secret realm of the ancient gods, but two.

One of the gates of light is located in the lair of the Jiuyou Sect. The Jiuyou Sect was destroyed a thousand years ago, but there are still a few remnants who escaped. Those people didn't know how to find it, and they built the lair in the secret realm of the ancient gods. Turn on point.

"Hehe, the vice sect master really prepared carefully, if it wasn't for the devil bone pollen in hand, how could our brothers meet so quickly." At this moment, the short man said.

"Magic bone pollen is a treasure, and the vice sect master doesn't have much in his hands. We can only get a share if we have a high cultivation base. It depends on luck whether many junior brothers and sisters can meet." The tall man said.

"Senior brother, according to the map, this valley should be the growth place of the blood essence fruit. This fruit is an ancient spiritual fruit. Eating it can greatly improve our blood and blood, and there are no side effects. It takes a lot of time to refine." The short man took out a map from his arms and looked at it.

"Well, but don't act rashly first, I will use my perception to check carefully. After all, the blood essence fruit is an ancient spiritual fruit, and there are often powerful monsters and even ancient relics nearby."

During the speech, the tall man released his perception, not only probed the situation in the lower valley, but even probed Yang Xuan's side and other places. This is why he was cautious, and was afraid that someone would hide in the dark and become a oriole.

Yang Xuanfu was motionless in the grass, the Xuanwu Turtle Breathing Art was always running, and there was no breath fluctuations in his body, and he was not afraid of being detected by the other party's perception. It's a cold stone.

"Hehe, God helps me. There is no danger in the valley. Perhaps the monsters or ancient relics guarding the vicinity of the Blood Primordial Fruit have left temporarily." The tall man smiled, his face unable to hide his excitement.

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and pick it. Now that a thousand years have passed, there must be blood essence fruit in the valley." The short man urged impatiently.

"Well, let's go."

Then, the two rushed into the valley.

"Blood Primordial Fruit, this is a big opportunity, how can I miss it, and I have to deal with it when I meet a martial artist from the Nine Serenities Sect."

Yang Xuan muttered to himself, and with a movement, he quietly entered the valley.

He was not in a hurry at all, even if the two of them picked the blood essence fruit, he still had the strength to kill people and win treasures.