Eternal Demon King

"Yes, they are all from Jiuyou Sect."

Yang Xuan nodded, looked at the white-haired old man, and asked, "I'm curious, how did the people from your sect enter the secret realm of the ancient gods?"

"Hey, for the sake of your dying, it's okay to tell you that there is more than one portal of light to enter the secret realm of the ancient gods." The white-haired old man grinned and smiled, his eyes flashing cold light, he has decided Now, I want to get rid of Yang Xuan here, and prevent this scourge from leaving the secret realm of the ancient gods alive.

"So it is." Yang Xuan was stunned and said slowly: "Old man, you should have some status in the Nine Serenity Sect. Could you tell me how to get rid of the smell of devil bone pollen, it's very uncomfortable to get on your body."

Hearing this, a group of men in black couldn't help laughing, looking at Yang Xuan as if they were seeing a dead person.

The white-haired old man was stunned for a while, and then smiled: "You are very brave, and you want to get rid of the smell of magic bone pollen when you are about to die."

"Why, do you still want to kill me?" Yang Xuan raised his brows, and a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and there was no trace of panic on his face.

"Of course, your kid has been against my teaching over and over again. Now that you have met here, you are naturally not allowed to leave alive."

"Then you may be disappointed. In this palace, no one can kill me."

"Haha, I'm not ashamed, do you think that there are restrictions here that can't stimulate vitality, so we can't kill you?" The white-haired old man laughed angrily. , a group of people swarmed up, killing Yang Xuan is by no means difficult.

"Since you are so confident, I'll play with you." Yang Xuan shrugged and said to Xia Yuwei, "You stand back, so as not to be affected."

Xia Yuwei acted according to her words and withdrew to the distance. Everyone's faces were calm, as if they were not worried about Yang Xuan at all. This suddenly made the white-haired old man shudder in his heart, thinking, "Does this little beast still have anything to rely on? ?"

Suddenly, he thought of something and shouted: "Go back, this kid must have a hidden weapon on his body."

The hidden weapon he was talking about was naturally the Fire Thunder Orb. Yang Xuan once relied on the Fire Thunder Orb to blow up one of their outer sect elders at the peak of the Vientiane Realm in Fengyun Gorge. The white-haired old man did not think he could stop it.

A group of men in black also seemed to have thought of something, and quickly retreated with the white-haired old man, one by one as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Don't worry, I don't have any hidden weapons on me. You can kill me with confidence and boldness." Yang Xuan sneered, but the more he said that, the more the white-haired old man and others dared not act rashly.

"Tsk tsk, it looks like you've been scared out of your mind. Anyway, if you don't do it, then I'll do it first." Yang Xuan shook his head, and with a thought, the golden villain in the sea of ​​​​knowledge flew out of the sea of ​​​​knowledge and turned into a strange wave The golden energy of his body becomes one with his physical body.

In an instant, his whole person changed, his whole body radiated golden light, and his whole body, including the hair on his eyes, was covered with a layer of metal that shimmered with a cold luster.

"What are you!?" The white-haired old man's pupils shrank, and behind him, a group of men in black also changed color.

"Haha, this is the war puppet, the treasure that the young master got from this palace not long ago." With a mad laugh, Yang Xuan took the lead, swept out of the figure, came to the white-haired old man with a dazzling eye, and punched through his ribcage.

puff!

The white-haired old man was shaking violently, he vomited blood from his mouth, and his eyes were wide open. He couldn't believe how Yang Xuan could be so terrifying, killing him in an instant.

"How is it possible, the elder is actually dead and can't catch his punch!" Many men in black were terrified, and then turned around and fled. Yang Xuan's strength was too strong, and he killed their leader with one punch. dare not stay.

"Can you go?" Yang Xuan burst out, chasing after him at an unparalleled speed, and with one punch, the last person who fell to the ground shattered his body and his flesh splattered.

"Ah, he's not a human, let's hurry up." A group of men in black looked pale and ran desperately towards the outside of the palace.

Yang Xuan continued to pursue, and in the sound of crackling bones and flesh, he shot ruthlessly, except for leaving a living hole, the rest of the people were killed on the spot.

"Powerful, really powerful!" Cheng Shaofeng was very excited, seeing his blood boil, Yang Xuan combined with Zhan Puppet, the combat power was so terrifying that he could be called invincible.

"Junior sister, don't look, you will vomit." Xia Yuwei quickly covered Liu Yue'er's eyes.

"Senior sister, don't worry, Yue'er is all right." Liu Yue'er took Xia Yuwei's hand away and shook her head.

"Uh, is it really okay!?" Xia Yuwei was surprised.

"That, Yue'er is used to it." Liu Yue'er stuck out her tongue, although her face was pale, she did not vomit.

"Haha, Yue'er looks great!" Yang Xuan smiled, stepped on the chest of a black-clothed man under him, and asked, "How do I get rid of the smell of devil bone pollen?"

"I, I said, can you promise not to kill me!?"

"That's not good. If you say it or not, I will kill you. Of course, you can choose not to say it, then I will slowly torture you and give you a taste of life rather than death."

"You, you devil, ah..."

"Speak or not?"

"I, I said, the devil, the devil bone pollen can't get rid of it, no, but after a day, the smell will dissipate on its own."

"That's it, thank you very much. In order to express my gratitude to you, I will give you a good time."

Yang Xuan nodded and stabbed the black-clothed man in the throat with a sword. Then he waved at Cheng Shaofeng, Zhou Hu, and Lu An: "You three, don't be stunned, hurry up and clean the battlefield."

"This?" Cheng Shaofeng's face was bitter. He has not cleaned the battlefield since he practiced, but looking at the flesh and blood stumps all over the ground, his scalp was numb, and he didn't know where to start.

"I'm here." Zhou Hu was more daring, rolled up his sleeves, strode forward, quickly picked up the relics, and soon got seven or eight storage rings.

"I'm a little tired, take a break, open these storage rings and see if there is anything good." Yang Xuan sat on the ground and said to Zhou Hu.

"it is good."

...

There is no sun, moon and stars in the ancient Shenmi, and naturally there is no such thing as day and night. The world is always gray.

At this time, in the bloody ruins, six figures moved forward cautiously, mountains and rivers gradually appeared in front of them, and occasionally dilapidated and decaying pavilions were seen, which vaguely showed how prosperous and brilliant this place was in ancient times.

"Yang Xuan, along the way, the scenery is getting better and better, and the vitality of heaven and earth has become much richer. Are you going to walk through the bloody ruins?" Xia Yuwei looked at Yang Xuan.

"Haha, the woman really has a delicate mind." Yang Xuan said with a smile.

"Of course." Xia Yuwei rolled her eyes and rolled her eyes at him.

"Brother Yang, are we really about to walk out of the bloody ruins?" Zhou Hu asked.

"Well, it should be soon." Yang Xuan nodded.

Hearing this, whether it was Zhou Hu, Cheng Shaofeng and Lu An, the tense nerves relaxed a little.

This is also normal. Everyone encountered a lot of dangers all the way here. There are threats from ancient relics and warriors. Fortunately, with Yang Xuan here, all the dangers have been resolved, but several people have also experienced large and small. A few fights.

Except for Yang Xuan, Xia Yuwei, and Liu Yueer who were unscathed, Zhou Hu, Cheng Shaofeng, and Lu An were more or less injured.

"Everyone, we're tired after a short drive, how about finding a place to rest for two hours?" Yang Xuan suggested.

"Alright." Xia Yuwei agreed.

"Look, there is a very big palace there." Suddenly, Liu Yue'er pointed in front of her.

When everyone looked up, they saw the central area of ​​a dilapidated building, where a majestic palace was located.

"Okay, let's go there to rest, maybe we can find some treasures in it." Yang Xuan took the lead and walked over, but he didn't walk too fast, his perception was fully open, and he was guarding against a sneak attack by a martial artist.

The bloody ruins are definitely a treasure trove, and it has also attracted many warriors who entered this place to think about it, wanting to kill people and grab treasures, and get something for nothing.

The journey was very safe, with no ancient relics and no warriors hiding in the dark. However, as he got closer and closer to the palace, Yang Xuan's face gradually showed a look of surprise.

He faintly felt the breath released from the palace, a bit like sword intent.

No, it's not the sword intent, but the swordsmanship aura that is stronger than the sword intent and more severe, causing a tearing pain in both the body and the soul.

"Yang Xuan, stop, we can't get close, that palace is weird." Xia Yuwei frowned, dripping with sweat and panting, pulling Liu Yue'er, who was pale, out of the distance.

Cheng Shaofeng, Zhou Hu, and Lu An couldn't bear the aura of the swordsmanship that rushed toward them, so they all stepped back.

"There are a lot of buildings around here. You can find a place to rest. After two hours, we will meet here."

Leaving a sentence, Yang Xuan walked towards the palace.

Up to now, Yang Xuan has already seen that the breath of kendo is the profound meaning of kendo beyond sword intent, representing the extreme of kendo and the power of killing.

The closer he got to the palace, the more Yang Xuan could feel the horror of this profound meaning of kendo, as if there was a colorless and transparent sword-shaped aura rising from the palace, blowing away the gray clouds on the sky, domineering and fierce.

"The blood-colored ruins should be a giant city, and this palace is probably the core of the blood-colored ruins. In the ancient times, there was definitely a big man who understood the profound meaning of kendo."

"Damn, this kendo's profound meaning is too strong, I can't get close, and if I do it forcefully, my body and soul will collapse."

Thinking so in his heart, Yang Xuan's eyes flickered and he hesitated for a while. He understood that there must be something extraordinary in the palace. If he didn't go in and take a look, he would regret it for the rest of his life.