Eternal Demon King

This is a huge underground cave, a meandering underground river, cold air, and endless corpses floating on it.

These corpses included humans and monsters, some were huge, like mountains, and some were smaller, like birds and beasts, but they were all rotten, and when the cold wind blew, they turned into dust.

A corpse covered the river surface, what a shocking picture this is.

But what exactly happened here? Why are there so many corpses?

Looking closely, there are many human skeletons several meters high. This is definitely the giant clan that went extinct in the ancient chaotic era, and only the giant clan has such a large skeleton.

"There should have been a war here, perhaps to compete for some treasure?"

Yang Xuan's eyes flashed and he shook his head, "Let's not say what treasures are, the most urgent task is to find Uncle Fu."

Thinking of this, he looked left and right, and found that there were many footprints by the river, and there should be many people passing by.

Yang Xuan flew towards the upper reaches of the underground river along the footprints, and after a while, he came to the end, and saw that there were many passages on the rock wall in front of him.

These passages are large and small, twisting and twisting, and I don't know where to go, just like a labyrinth.

Yang Xuan's temple agitated, radiating his perception into the depths of the passages, and he didn't detect any movement, so he could only choose a passage and drill into it.

This underground cave is very big. He has to explore the way first, hoping to find Fubo as soon as possible.

As he continued to go deeper, a stream of pure and incomparable energy rushed to his face, which made people feel refreshed.

"With such a strong energy of heaven and earth, there should be a vein of primeval stone in the depths of this cave!"

Yang Xuan whispered softly, and the speed also accelerated a lot.

He didn't care about the primeval stone veins or anything, he was just worried about Fu Bo's safety.

For him, Fu Bo is his grandfather, and he will never allow Fu Bo to have an accident.

After half a stick of incense, Yang Xuan found that these passages were connected to each other, and only the one in the middle reached the depths of the cave.

Yang Xuan's body was like lightning, and he quickly penetrated this slowly downward passage. He didn't encounter any monsters or people on the road, but he saw a few dead bodies.

Several people dressed in uniform, all dressed in black robes, with a magic word embroidered on the cuffs.

This is the sect of the Promise Demon Sect. Needless to say, it is the Promise Demon Sect martial artist. Everyone had their throats cut by a sharp blade, and they were killed with one blow. I think they were killed by Uncle Fu.

Uncle Fu had the cultivation of the Seventh Layer of Heaven and Human Realm more than half a year ago. I think he has improved a lot in the past half a year. In addition, he has awakened the shadow martial arts. This martial arts is powerful and strange, especially in this dark and lightless In the underground cave, the most powerful can be exerted.

As he walked, Yang Xuan's spirit was refreshed, and he only felt that the vitality of the heavens and the earth in front of him was becoming more and more pure, and there was a little special aura mixed with the vitality of the heavens and the earth.

"This is the breath of making fossils!"

Yang Xuan's eyes lit up, and his face couldn't help but be overjoyed, because with the creation of fossils, the purgatory boy could wake up early.

"Brother, the baby wants to eat fossils."

The baby is very sensitive to the breath of fossil-making, and feels something, crisp and authentic.

"Don't worry, when my brother kills all the bad guys, I'll get you some forging fossils to eat."

Now that he has encountered the creation of fossils, Yang Xuan will naturally not miss it, but it is urgent to find Uncle Fu right now, which is an urgent matter.

"Okay, I hope to find more fossils, so that Brother Purgatory can wake up and play with me." Bao Bao did not forget the purgatory boy, and said happily.

Yang Xuan didn't answer, urging the blood wings to swept forward at a very fast speed.

After a quarter of an hour, there was the sound of ping ping ping pong fighting from the front, and the battle was fierce.

Without thinking about it, Yang Xuan's blood wings flicked, turned into a blood shadow, and rushed forward.

Soon, the environment ahead changed drastically, and Yang Xuan came to a cave.

This cave is very large, with strange rocks and bones on the ground.

In an open space in the center of the cave, a dozen men in black clothes in their twenties, armed with swords or bare hands, were besieging an old man.

The old man was stooped, covered with white hair, and looked very old.

He was wearing a sackcloth sackcloth with blood stains on it. It was Yang Fu who had been away for more than half a year.

At this moment, Yang Fu's face was pale and panting, his energy and spirit were severely depleted, and even the shadow martial spirit was difficult to mobilize, and he was fighting with his tenacious will.

But in a moment, several more wounds appeared on his body, and blood splattered.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xuan was furious. Yang Fu was his relative who served his grandfather and his father for two generations. Even for him, he was very caring when he was a child.

But now, Yang Fu was besieged by a group of people, and his body was bruised.

Looking at the countless bloody wounds on his body, Yang Xuan's head was full of black hair, and his eyes were extremely scarlet, like a slaughtering devil who wanted to choose someone to devour.

"Haha, old guy, your shadow martial arts is very good. When you are captured, my Promise Demon Sect will have a way to strip your martial souls out for me, Liu Yijie."

A yingwei man who called himself Liu Yijie laughed wildly.

Accompanied by laughter, his body was flickering, his fists and feet attacked, and the attack became more and more violent, but he did not hit a killer, and it seemed that he wanted to capture Yang Fu alive.

"Stop." Yang Xuan's eyes were split open, and he couldn't watch it any longer. The roar was like a thunderous shock, and it was like the howl of a demon, full of anger, which made Liu Yijie and the others tremble and stopped attacking one after another.

"Who?" Liu Yijie turned his head and stared at Yang Xuan with a cold face, his eyes were as sharp as blades.

A dozen men in black also turned their heads in unison, staring at Yang Xuan.

The cave is not dark, because on the deep cliffs, there are many stones shimmering with white luster.

That is the primeval stone mine, and there are even many high-grade primeval stone mines, and even a few top-grade primeval stone mines.

The light emitted from these primeval stone mines made the entire cave bright as day. Liu Yijie and the others could see Yang Xuan's appearance at a glance, and they ignored Uncle Fu.

Fu Bo took the opportunity to break through the siege, staggered back to a rock wall, leaned on the rock wall and gasped, raised his head and looked at Yang Xuan.

For some reason, he felt that Yang Xuan's voice and eyes gave him a very familiar feeling.

"Boy, how did you come here?" Liu Yijie shouted loudly. At the entrance of the cave above, there were several inner disciples of their Promise Demon Sect guarding him. He really couldn't understand that Yang Xuan's cultivation was only at the third level of Heaven and Human Realm. How did the boy of the sky come down.

This is also what other men in black are puzzled by. Someone said coldly: "Boy, there are people from my Wuji Demon Sect guarding it. How did you come down?"

"Master came down brightly." Yang Xuan said coldly, with a strong murderous intent in his voice.

"Are you kidding me, do you think you are a powerhouse in the Homeless Realm or even the Destiny Realm?" Someone sneered, and walked down with an open face. What nonsense did this kid say, do you think they are the air of the Promise Demon Sect?

"Boy, what did you do to the junior brothers above me?"

Liu Yijie's eyes were dark, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

"I killed all those wastes." Yang Xuan grinned, with a smile on his face, like a devil.

"Only by you, anyone above is enough to kill you in seconds."

A black-clothed man at the peak of the Heaven and Human Realm sneered, obviously not believing Yang Xuan's words, because all the people above had a higher cultivation base than Yang Xuan, and the leader was still a master at the peak of the Heaven and Human Realm.

"You really killed them?" Liu Yijie stepped forward, his killing intent rising steadily. No matter whether Yang Xuan killed or not, he was ready to kill Yang Xuan.

"Believe it or not, and also, are you finished talking about your bullshit? Hurry up and die when you're done." Yang Xuan's smile faded, his face was full of anger, he could no longer control the killing intent in his heart, he wanted to Massacre.

"Looking for death." Liu Yijie was furious and rushed over to kill him.

He didn't underestimate Yang Xuan either, he used Yuan Li on the way, a high-grade spirit sword spewed from the sword gang, released a dazzling light, and slashed towards Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan was not afraid, his whole body was as motionless as a mountain, one right arm was bent back, and then like a spring, he punched violently.

"boom!"

The power is like a flash flood, shaking the world and the earth.

Liu Yijie's eyes narrowed, and he saw that this punch was extraordinary, but he regarded himself very highly, and his sword was unabated, slashing at Yang Xuan's fist.

clang!

A sound like the symphony of gold and iron sounded, Yang Xuan did not move, and there was no blood on his fist.

"Breaking Senior Brother Liu's high-grade spirit sword with his fist, what kind of monster is this kid!?" A group of black-clothed men from the Promise Demon Sect changed their faces on the spot.

Originally, they didn't pay much attention to Yang Xuan, after all, Yang Xuan's cultivation was there.

Unexpectedly, with such a strong body, Yang Xuan was able to block Liu Yijie's high-grade spirit sword with his fists, especially Liu Yijie had just used Yuan Li to supplement the high-grade spirit sword, and the lethality was evident.

Even so, he still had no choice but to get Yang Xuan.

"What a powerful body!"

Yang Fu's eyes widened, and he was also taken aback.

At the same time, he seemed to recognize Yang Xuan's voice, and whispered in disbelief: "Difficult, is it the young master, but his age and appearance don't match!"

"Boy, who are you?"

Liu Yijie screamed, and his body couldn't stop backing up. Every time he took a step back, the ground thumped, and sand and stones splashed.

Yang Xuan's fist strength was so terrifying that it was incomparable to human beings. The shock made his right arm holding the sword go numb, and his whole body was in pain.

"Fight again."

Yang Xuan avoided and did not answer, bullied himself up, and attacked continuously with a pair of fists, fists slammed into Liu Yijie's head, with no moves at all.

The physical body is strong to his level, enough to break all methods with one force, no matter you have all kinds of methods, all kinds of supernatural powers, you have to be shattered by his fist power.

Liu Yijie's color changed, and he swung his sword to resist as he retreated.

clang clang! ! !

The sound of a series of collisions of gold and iron continued, Liu Yijie was retreating, his face flushed.

Under Yang Xuan's storm-like attack, he was already stretched thin and suffered internal injuries. If he hadn't tried his best to suppress it, he would probably have vomited blood.