Eternal Demon King

At this moment, the hall was silent, and no one spoke.

Shang Jie and the others looked at Qiu Shaoyang, and then at Yang Xuan, all showing fear in their eyes.

Qiu Shaoyang, who was as strong as the Tianyu Sect, had nothing to do with Yang Xuan, and was faintly suppressed.

This is because Yang Xuan did not use the divine sword. If he had used the divine sword, Qiu Shaoyang would have been defeated.

Qiu Shaoyang seemed to know this, so his face was very ugly.

He fixed his eyes on Yang Xuan and said, "I have to say that your strength is really strong, no wonder you can defeat Ji Changtian."

"When did I get defeated by him?"

Ji Changtian was so angry.

He was indeed at a disadvantage in the battle with Yang Xuan under the Blackwater Cliff, he admitted that.

But with the ice dragon guarding him, Yang Xuan can't take him, so what's the point of defeating him?

"If you lose, you will lose. No matter how much you argue, it's useless."

Qiu Shaoyang did not turn his head back to the tunnel.

"To shut up."

Ji Changtian couldn't bear it any longer.

"Stop yelling, you can go there too, Qiu Shaoyang alone is not my enemy."

Yang Xuan glanced at Ji Changtian lightly, with an indifferent expression on his face.

"Yang Xuan, you will pay the price for your arrogance."

Ji Changtian's figure rose and fell, and he came to stand beside Qiu Shaoyang.

Obviously, he is ready to join forces with Qiu Shaoyang, so that there may be a chance to get rid of Yang Xuan.

Qiu Shaoyang frowned when he saw Ji Changtian coming to his side, "What are you doing here?"

"Can you handle him alone?"

Ji Changtian said angrily.

"Who said I couldn't deal with him."

Qiu Shaoyang snorted coldly, there was murderous intent flowing in his pupils, and he directly rushed towards Yang Xuan with a light like electricity.

Yang Xuan's face did not change, but soon, his pupils shrank slightly, only to see a scarlet long sword in Qiu Shaoyang's hand.

scoff!

With a sharp whistle, Qiu Shaoyang followed the sword, as fast as electricity, and the sword hit Yang Xuan's throat.

"To kill me, a sharp sword is not enough."

Yang Xuan stood up and avoided Qiu Shaoyang's fatal blow. At the same time, he raised his right arm, swung the sword of purgatory, and slashed towards Qiu Shaoyang with the momentum of Mount Tai pressing the top.

"when!"

Qiu Shaoyang's reaction was unpleasant. He held the sword in both hands, and swept the sword toward the sky, smashing the purgatory sword. The collision of the two swords made a sound of piercing gold and cracking stones, which made the scalp numb, dizziness and ringing in the ears.

"Get out of here!"

Yang Xuan's tongue burst into spring thunder, and he pressed down with a strong sword. His tyrannical body, strong sun essence, and the profound meaning of killing sword intent and fire, suddenly burst out an astonishing force on the sword of purgatory.

It is like a terrifying beast awakening, unrivaled, destroying everything, and possessing a palpitating power.

"boom!"

Qiu Shaoyang was caught off guard from sinking his knees, and then he couldn't resist any longer, and his whole body was shaken back ten steps.

With every step of exiting, the ground trembled, showing how terrifying the power he was enduring, and even a few strands of red blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"Die!"

Shang Jie and the others were speechless, unable to believe that what happened in their eyes was true.

"You are defeated."

Yang Xuan took his sword and stood up and said lightly.

"Am I defeated?"

After a brief trance, Qiu Shaoyang recovered. There was no dejection on his face, but a raging fighting intent burned in his eyes.

"Victory and defeat are common things in military affairs. If I can be today, why not learn from countless failures and become stronger."

Hearing this, Shang Jie and the others were shocked.

It's true that Qiu Shaoyang had a mad battle against the world's young leaders a few years ago. After each battle, he lost more and won less. But after he became the first true disciple of Tianyu Sect, he had played against people no less than a hundred times, and he won consecutive battles. defeat.

"Interesting, just relying on your words, I won't embarrass you."

Yang Xuan smiled slightly, turned around and left, without stopping on the road, he swung his sword to attack the statue one after another, and in just a few breaths, he got more than a dozen crystals of will.

"Brother Qiu, your injury doesn't matter, right?"

Shang Jie watched Yang Xuan go away and came to Qiu Shaoyang one after another.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a small injury. If it wasn't for his physical strength and his understanding of the profound meaning of fire, it would never have hurt me."

Qiu Shaoyang waved his hand.

"It's fine."

Shang Jie nodded and asked, "What should we do now?"

"A few of us are all geniuses in the world. Can't we still deal with that kid when we attack in groups?"

As Shen Yulong spoke, he looked at the long sword in Qiu Shaoyang's hand.

About three feet long, it was as red as blood jade, and the whole body exuded extremely strong divine fluctuations.

"This is the Heavenly Feather Sect's Flame Divine Sword!"

Shen Yulong exclaimed that the Yan Shenjian was a legendary sword of the Tianyu Sect passed down from generation to generation, and it was rumored that only the heirs of the headmaster could hold it.

"You Tianyu Sect really have high hopes for you. I didn't expect that you would even hand over the Zhenpai Divine Sword to you."

Ji Changtian strode forward, a bit of shock in his voice.

The Yan Shenjian is a top-quality divine sword, and the weapon spirit in it is an ancient flame dragon. No matter its level or lethality, it is not much inferior to his dragon-marked ice sword.

"What are you talking about now, let's kill together."

Leaving a sentence, Qiu Shaoyang flashed out.

"Let's go too!"

Ji Changtian was stunned for a moment, and then he stepped up with Shang Jie and the others.

"Flame Sword?"

Yang Xuan muttered to himself, his speed unabated, leading statues one by one to the front for group killing.

Under the edge of the purgatory sword, no statue can stop him, not to mention that he also has the essence of the sun and fire, so killing the statue is effortless.

"He is too fast. Let's kill him with all our strength. If he dares to do it, everyone will kill him together."

Qiu Shaoyang said hello, and chased after him with the Flame God Sword in hand.

Swish swish! ! !

Ji Changtian and others did not delay, and as Qiu Shaoyang changed, he attacked the statue forward.

For them, the Crystal of Will is a treasure of practice. Since they have encountered it, they must not miss it.

...

Yang Xuan spread out his blood wings, completely ignoring the people behind him. He charged forward to collect the Crystal of Will. He ignored the occasionally missed statues, and soon came to the depths of the hall.

There are no statues here, and there are reliefs on the walls on both sides of the aisle.

Yang Xuan didn't pay too much attention to these things. His eyes were fixed on a stone door in front of him. It was about 30 feet high, and the whole body was pitch black. The door was also engraved with a relief sculpture of a fierce beast with sharp teeth and sharp teeth.

"Shimen?"

Yang Xuan's eyes flickered uncertainly. No matter how daring he was, he was worried about the danger behind Shimen.

Boom!

There was a lot of noise behind him, making the entire hall vibrate. Needless to say, everyone knew that Ji Changtian, Qiu Shaoyang and others were attacking the statue.

There are almost a hundred statues, which Yang Xuan just missed.

Qiu Shaoyang and others couldn't care less about Yang Xuan at the moment, they were all attacking the statue quickly to collect the crystal of will.

Several people knew each other, and there was no internal strife, but open and secret struggles were indispensable.

Especially Qiu Shaoyang and Ji Changtian, the two of them kept attacking from the left and the right, and the statues also went to different places, and the two also got a lot of crystals of will from them.

"No matter, let's see if this door can be opened first."

Here, Yang Xuan gritted his teeth. After all, curiosity prevailed. He jumped out of his body and pushed hard in front of the stone gate.

Ka Ka Ka!

The stone gate slowly opened inward, making a harsh sound, like a demon roaring.

Yang Xuan took a look, but he didn't notice any danger, and he was brave enough to walk in.

And just as he entered Shimen, young warriors entered the ancient temple one after another, swarming towards Shimen.

The strength of the temple guard puppet outside is too terrifying, and these people can enter the ancient temple because of their extraordinary strength.

Of course, another reason is that there are too many people outside. When countless people acted as cannon fodder, a few people also took the opportunity to rush in.

...

There is a cave behind the stone gate. It is not a palace, nor a corridor, but a small valley. The sky is densely covered with clouds, and the ground is craggy. It seems that it has been isolated from the world for endless years.

"That is……"

Yang Xuan looked up and found that in the depths of the valley there was a stone step leading directly to the top of the cliff, and above the top of the cliff, a small black ancient temple stood there.

"The hall in the hall, presumably this hall is the mausoleum of the owner of the giant coffin."

Yang Xuan whispered.

"You have to be careful, this place is not easy."

The purgatory boy warned.

"not simple?"

"Well, can go in but not go out."

"What, can't go out!"

Yang Xuan was taken aback, turned around and walked towards Shimen.

Swish!

A colorless and transparent light curtain emerged, shaking him back.

"Open it for me!"

Yang Xuan stabilized his body, dashed forward, drew his sword in anger, and slashed on the light curtain with all his strength.

boom!

The light curtain trembled, ripples a little, and then returned to normal.

"The situation is not good!"

Yang Xuan frowned, and did not attack the light curtain again. He understood that the light curtain was some kind of restriction, and its defense was very powerful.

"It's not good, but apart from the restrictions on the stone gate, there are no other restrictions here, so if I activate the divine power of the extreme way, it should be enough to break a space passage."

Purgatory Boy Road.

"That's fine."

Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, jumped over a rock, and walked deep into the valley.

He didn't walk fast, and let go of his perception with all his strength, guarding against possible dangers.

However, it was surprisingly peaceful along the way.

Gradually, Yang Xuan's tense nerves relaxed a little.

"Don't be careless, let's not say whether the owner of the giant coffin is dead or not. The humanoid statue outside the ancient temple is not a decoration."

The purgatory boy reminded.

Yang Xuan paused in his footsteps, looked up, and with his strong eyesight, he saw a black human-shaped statue standing outside the ancient temple at a glance.

It was a strong man in his thirties, three meters five tall, with a sturdy body, like an iron tower, his arms were much thicker than the thighs of an adult man, and he was holding a two-meter black giant sword in his hand.

The whole face looks fierce and wicked, like a demon god that shocks all creatures who dare to approach the ancient temple on the top of the cliff.