Eternal Demon King

"Yang Xuan, remember, no matter where you go, you will always be a disciple of my Seven Profound Sect. Come back often when you have time."

"The sect master can rest assured that the disciple will never forget his identity and the care of the sect master for his disciple."

Yang Xuan made a big gift to Yan Changkong, then raised his head to look at Ditian, and said bluntly, "Brother Ditian, can you help my younger brother kill someone?"

"Who?" Di Tian asked. Killing someone was easy for him, but he wasn't a murderer either. If Yang Xuan didn't give a reason, he wouldn't kill someone for nothing.

"He, Tu Tianjue, the sect master of the Shenxing Sect, who joined the Jiuyou Sect not long ago." Yang Xuan pointed at Tu Tianjue and said coldly.

"Master Emperor Tian, ​​don't listen to his nonsense, the old man was forced to join the Jiuyou Sect, he was not willing to do so." Tu Tianjue hurriedly said, but in his heart he wanted to smash Yang Xuan's corpse into ten thousand pieces. This kid is too hateful. To put yourself to death.

"Flee with all your strength, you can only escape my blow, and I will spare you." Di Tian said calmly, his voice was not loud, but he was full of domineering.

"Little Yang Xuan, if I don't die today, I will blow your bones to ashes tomorrow." With a grief and anger, Tu Tianjue rose into the sky without saying a word, and quickly escaped, not knowing what he did. A secret technique, nine phantoms escaped to nine directions respectively.

However, everything was in vain. The strange light flashed in Ditian's eyes, and at a glance, he could see that the phantom was his real body. With a little finger, a splendid sword qi cut through the void, and instantly penetrated through the phantom. And then, with a large blood flower.

"Ah!" With a scream, Tu Tianjue's real body rushed out all the way, but in the end he couldn't hold on anymore and fell headlong from the sky.

"Sect Master is dead!" The people of Shenxing Zong were shaking from head to toe.

"Is there anyone else to kill?" Di Tian looked at Yang Xuan.

Hearing this, Yang Xuan looked at Jiang Shuitian, Jiang Shuitian couldn't help trembling when he saw him, the blood on his face faded instantly and became extremely pale.

As strong as Gai Jiuyou can't escape death, and was killed by Ditian with a single blow, how can he be the enemy? Even if he tried his best to escape, he would follow Tu Tianjue's footsteps and die.

"It's not enough for this son to kill Tu Tian, ​​even Jiang Shuitian!" The people in the valley gasped.

"Let's go, hurry up." Yang Dingkun, the head of the Yang family, slipped away quietly.

For the sake of his father Yang Tian, ​​Yang Xuan ignored the old guy and kept his eyes on Jiang Shuitian.

"He also took refuge in Jiuyou Sect?" Di Tian asked.

"No." Yang Xuan shook his head, and then briefly explained his beheading of Hong Wuque.

"There is no distinction between right and wrong, and it should be killed." Di Tian said lightly.

"Haha, strength is respected, my strength is not as good as yours, kill it." Jiang Shuitian said with a miserable smile.

"Sect Master!" The eyes of the people from the Moon Moon Sect were red, and some people choked up.

"Wuwu, little thief, that's enough, for my sake, don't kill it." Su Ziyao burst into tears and cried anxiously. She was also a disciple of the Moon Moon Sect. In the Moon Moon Sect, many elders treated her. Not thin, she couldn't just watch Jiang Shuitian die here.

"Okay, don't cry." Yang Xuan stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on the beauty's face, and said to Jiang Shuitian, "Jiang Shuitian, you should feel fortunate that if my woman hadn't interceded for you today, you would be the second Tutian now. Absolutely."

Hearing this, Jiang Shuitian's body trembled. It was only for a moment. The whole person seemed to have aged ten years.

"Okay, no matter what, let's go." Di Tian waved his hand, and the people in the valley didn't dare to stay for long and left in a hurry.

...

Time flies, and half a month is just a flick of a finger.

In the past half a month, Yang Xuan has leapt to kill Hong Wuque and Nangong Tian, ​​and the story of winning the inheritance of the ancient gods has spread.

In addition, Di Tian, ​​the true disciple of the Sword God Palace, beheaded Gai Jiuyou, the leader of Jiuyou Sect, and Tu Tianjue, the sect master of Shenxing Sect, also caused a big shock. Many warriors in Xingchen Island and even in Xingchen Sea have remembered the name Ditian. , Many young people even regarded Ditian as an idol, setting off a frenzy of cultivation.

Yang Xuan was also cultivating during this period. In addition, he also gave three drops of the Fountain of Life and one drop of the Fountain of Life to Ditian and Manba respectively, and Manba said goodbye after he got the Fountain of Life. , hurried to the wild island.

This is also because the sacred tree worshipped by the barbarians has begun to wither. According to the barbarian high priest, it will be as short as two months and as long as half a year, and the sacred tree will completely wither.

Based on this, the barbarians did not dare to delay.

...

At night, the bright moon was bright and the moonlight was cold. In the pavilion in the courtyard on the top of Cuiyun Peak, Yang Xuan leaned against the railing, holding a wine jar in one hand and a wine glass in the other, pouring himself a drink.

After drinking a few cups of highly pure spirits, Qin Lan's voice and smile appeared unconsciously, and the chase and play in the past were also immersed in his mind like the moonlight, and the lovesickness was like rotten bones.

At this moment, Yang Xuan only felt a tightness in his chest, and he was a little breathless, as if he had suddenly entered a closed world that was isolated from the rest of the world. There was no one, no light, no sound, and nothing. He only had one feeling, that is Loneliness, suffocating loneliness.

"Lan'er, where are you now?" Yang Xuan whispered. It was not until Qin Lan left that he realized that Qin Lan was the one he loved the most. Life without Qin Lan by his side was a torment for him.

"The wine is not intoxicating and people are self-intoxicating, and the younger brother seems to be a person with a story!" A spring-like laughter came, and a silver-robed youth appeared in the pavilion.

"Senior brother, please sit down, come, let's have a drink." Yang Xuan came back to his senses and said nothing, took out a matching jade cup, filled it with wine and handed it to the young man beside him.

The youth is naturally Ditian. Although Yang Xuan has not yet joined the Sword God Palace, he and Yang Xuan are already brothers and sisters.

"Okay, brother, I'll accompany you to drink a few glasses." Di Tian was not pretentious, he sat down on the railing, touched a glass with Yang Xuan, and then drank the wine in the glass.

This is soju, not a top-quality wine, but the two of them drank happily. After drinking cup after cup of wine, the two also chatted, Yang Xuan pondered for a while, and asked, "Senior brother, how knowledgeable are you? , Is there any way to make Junior Brother break through to Divine Power Realm within three years!?"

"Junior brother, are you sure you're not joking!?" Di Tian was slightly startled. In his opinion, even if Yang Xuan was talented, had sufficient training resources, and spent three years of sleepless cultivation, it would be difficult for him to break through to the realm of divine power.

"Is there really no way?" Yang Xuan sighed lightly. He has been a human being in two lifetimes, so he naturally understands how difficult it is to break through to the realm of divine power within three years.

"Junior brother doesn't have to be so disappointed. We martial artists focus on talent, but we also need opportunity. When the opportunity comes, everything is possible."

"Oh, is there a way, brother?"

"Um."

"any solution?"

"Enter the Hall of Eternal Life and seize the good fortune."

"Eternal Life Palace!?"

"Well, that's the artifact of good fortune left over from the last Chaos Era!"

"Last Chaos Era!?"

"Everything in the world will be exhausted, including the universe we live in, but every time the universe is destroyed, it will be reshaped and enter a new era of chaos, but this time is extremely long, and no one knows how long it will take, maybe millions of years, Maybe tens of millions of years, and the Hall of Eternal Life is the only artifact of good fortune preserved in the last Chaos Era."

Having said that, Di Tian paused and said: "The Hall of Eternal Life is opened every million years, and anyone under the age of 30 can enter and compete for good fortune."

"What creation?"

"The primordial qi of chaos, this is the qi of good fortune formed by the opening of the world. I heard from the palace master and his old man that there is a kind of divine light of good fortune in the ancient secrets of your Xingchen Island. This is also the gas of good fortune, but in terms of the degree of purity, good fortune The divine light is less than one ten thousandth of the primordial energy of Chaos."

"Really!?" Yang Xuan was both surprised and delighted. A divine light of good fortune made his cultivation progress by leaps and bounds. He dared not imagine how high his cultivation would be if he could get a lot of chaotic vitality baptism.

"Don't be too happy, it's not easy to compete for the primordial energy of chaos." Di Tian shook his head and asked, "What do you think of your brother's cultivation?"

"Extremely high. It is estimated that among the younger generation in Zhongzhou, there are not many people who can compare with senior brothers."

"Well, you are right, but even if I enter the Hall of Eternal Life, I may fall."

"So scary!?"

"Of course, the Hall of Eternal Life will open, covering the entire universe. At that time, hundreds of millions of young geniuses, peerless geniuses, and even the reincarnation of Supreme Soldiers will pour in from the three thousand worlds and small worlds. , there are many people with higher cultivation than me and stronger than me."

"So that's the case." Yang Xuan also knew that Shenwu Continent can only be regarded as a small world. In the small world, you may be called the proud son of heaven, but compared with those geniuses in the big world, the gap is huge.

"This is a prosperous world. If Junior Brother is not afraid, you can follow me in and make a foray. Even if you can't win the primordial energy of chaos from the hands of geniuses from all sides, there are still many treasures handed down from the last chaos era in the Hall of Eternal Life. If you can get it One of them is a great opportunity.”

"Senior brother, when will the Hall of Eternal Life open?"

"There are still two years. After two years, the phantom of the Eternal Life Palace will be projected to the major worlds, and the small worlds of all parties. As long as the age is not more than 30 years old, even an ordinary person can enter."

"Okay, I've settled on this Eternal Life Palace."

"Come on, don't talk about it, we won't go home tonight if we don't get drunk."

"Uh, if senior brother drinks too much, senior sister won't blame me, right?"

"Haha, don't worry, no matter how strong the soju is, I won't get drunk."

"Really?" Suddenly, a beautiful woman in a white dress appeared, like Fairy Guanghan, who was ethereal in the moonlight, her skirt fluttering.