Eternal Demon King

Under the ancient mirror, Yang Xuan was locked, and there was no way to avoid it.

A strange force rushed in, silently, his body trembled violently, and his soul was violently shaken, and it almost collapsed on the spot.

Yang Xuan held his head in both hands, his face was slightly distorted in pain, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

Only then did he realize that he really underestimated Leng Wushuang.

As a young genius in the ancient demon clan, as a descendant of the emperor of Youzhou City, how could there be no life-saving things on him when he goes out.

Obviously, the ancient mirror is a killer, specially aimed at the soul.

"This is a magic weapon, don't be careless."

The purgatory boy said anxiously.

"Magic!"

Yang Xuan was shocked, the so-called magic weapon is actually a magic weapon, but the magic weapon is refined by evil means, and it is often more vicious and strange, making it hard to prevent.

"Damn, your soul is so strong, but it doesn't matter, under the magic mirror of my heart, you are doomed."

Leng Wushuang was shocked and angry, his hands quickly formed a seal, and the magic mirror of the heart suspended between his eyebrows suddenly shot a black light, swooshing into Yang Xuan's eyebrows.

Woohoo! ! !

In Yang Xuan's mind, countless dreaded and unrecognizable ferocious ghosts screamed sharply.

These ghosts were all people that Yang Xuan had killed before, and they hated him to the core before they died. As soon as they appeared, they rushed towards his spirit, trying to tear his spirit to shreds.

This is an illusion, and it is also his inner demon.

If he can't resist, he will be doomed.

hum!

At a critical juncture, the mutation protruded, and the Refining God formation chart suspended on his soul shone with strong light.

Under the dazzling rays of light, a ferocious and fierce ghost had nowhere to hide, screaming miserably.

Like the ice melting and the snow melting, all the Specter instantly vanished into nothingness and ceased to exist.

"I didn't expect the Refining God Array to have such a powerful side!"

For a long time, Yang Xuan thought that the God Refinement Diagram evolved from the Divine Silk Refinement Technique could only be used to temper the soul.

But now it seems that the God Refining Array is infinitely wonderful, not only can it temper the soul, but it can also defend the soul, and all evils will not invade.

As his thoughts turned, Yang Xuan's eyes widened, and a pair of murderous eyes stared at Leng Wushuang not far away.

"This is impossible, how can this be, you are not dead!"

Leng Wushuang was shocked and couldn't accept the result.

"kill!"

Yang Xuan slashed as soon as he drew his sword, and a golden sword energy pierced through the sky, instantly reaching Leng Wushuang.

"The magic mirror, block it for me."

Leng Wushuang waved his big hand, and the magic mirror magnified to several meters, protecting him behind him.

puff!

The sword qi dissipated, but the magic mirror of the heart was unscathed.

"Good baby, when I kill you, this mirror will belong to me."

Yang Xuan was not angry but happy, and he took a step to be seven or eight feet away, and attacked with a punch.

boom!

The inner magic mirror shook violently, as if it could not stop Yang Xuan's great power.

This magic mirror is very strong, both offensive and defensive, but it has a fatal flaw, that is, it can only defend against energy attacks.

It was like this, it could block Yang Xuan's sword energy, but it couldn't block Yang Xuan's punching power.

boom!

Leng Wushuang's legs sank, and the whole person was beaten back several steps.

"See how long you can stop it?"

Yang Xuan bullied his body and attacked with his fists in succession. One punch after another slammed into the magic mirror of the heart. For a time, the magic mirror trembled endlessly.

"Ah, I'm going to kill you."

Leng Wushuang suddenly roared, and a black light swept out of the magic mirror and shot at Yang Xuan at a high speed.

"Did the technique stop there?"

Yang Xuan smiled coldly and let the black light sink into his body, but he did not feel the slightest discomfort.

There is a Refining God Array to defend against the soul, he is not afraid of inner demons, no matter how strong the inner demons are, they will be wiped out under the Refining God Array.

"What exactly is going on!?"

Leng Wushuang's face changed again and again.

"Your inner magic mirror is useless to me, so you can die."

Yang Xuan's expression was indifferent, and his eyes were like electricity. With a flick of his wrist, he took out the sword of purgatory, and stepped towards Leng Wushuang step by step.

"Half-step good fortune artifact!"

Leng Wushuang's face full of fear.

It has long been rumored that Yang Xuan possesses a half-step fortune-telling artifact, and it is this artifact that allows Yang Xuan to escape from under the eyes of the Demon Emperor Yama.

The most important thing is that the half-step fortune artifact ignores all defenses, and the magic mirror of his heart can never stop it.

"That's right, this is a half-step fortune-telling artifact."

Yang Xuan kept walking, and murderous aura swept the world.

"Yang Xuan, today's revenge, I remember Leng Wushuang, see you in the future, and I will seek it a hundred times a thousand times."

Leng Wushuang was terrified, and while protecting his body with the magic mirror of his heart, he unfolded his body technique and walked away all the way.

"Can you go?"

Yang Xuan jumped up and urged his blood wings to chase after him.

"My Great Ancestor is a great power in the world, do you really dare to kill me?"

Leng Wushuang turned his head to look and saw Yang Xuanzheng rushing towards him, and he was immediately terrified.

"I'm not even afraid of the Demon Emperor Yama, so how can I be afraid of your great grandfather?"

Yang Xuan smiled contemptuously, and with a sword burst into flames, a golden sword energy instantly hit Leng Wushuang with blood, and even the magic mirror of the heart couldn't control it and fell to the ground weakly.

"No, don't kill me."

Leng Wushuang was terrified, and his body fell softly to the ground.

"You must die!"

Yang Xuanren followed the sword and passed by Leng Wushuang, and a head flew out.

"died!"

The woman caught up to take a look, just in time to see Leng Wushuang's headless body lying in a pool of blood, her mind trembled involuntarily.

Looking at Yang Xuan again, the white clothes are like snow, the black hair is flying, and the figure is heroic. Although he is not young, the face is not very handsome at the moment, but there is an invisible and invincible power all over his body.

Yang Xuan ignored the woman, bluffed his hands, and took the magic mirror and Leng Wushuang's storage ring into his hands.

He didn't check it carefully, and put the two things away.

"Have you seen enough?"

Suddenly, a lazy voice came.

The woman came back to her senses, only to realize that Yang Xuan had come before her at some point.

"Young Master Yang, spare your life."

"Since I saved you, I won't kill you, just go."

"Thank you Young Master Yang."

As if receiving amnesty, the woman turned around and left, stumbling along the way, walking in a hurry, as if worried that Yang Xuan would go back on his words.

"You look good, but unfortunately you're too timid."

Yang Xuan shook his head slightly, reached out and touched his face, and then turned into a handsome young man.

This is the magic of the real phantom mask, which can change the appearance at will without worrying about being seen.

He didn't stay here any longer, he unfolded his body technique, and his figure quickly moved away. In a few ups and downs, people entered a vast rolling mountain.

The vegetation in the mountains is sparse, bones can be seen everywhere on the ground, and sometimes the corpses of warriors can be seen.

Yang Xuan turned a blind eye to this, he found a hidden cave and took out the magic mirror.

"This is a middle-grade magic weapon. Although it has lost its spirit, it cannot mobilize the divine power of the extreme way, but it can attack and defend, especially attack. It is very sharp. People with weak spirits and not strong will can resist it at all. don't stop."

Purgatory Boy Road.

"Good stuff, I'll practice it now."

Yang Xuan smiled, then bit his index finger and sacrificed his blood to the magic mirror.

Because of Leng Wushuang's death, everything went very smoothly, and he quickly mastered the magic mirror.

Under his thoughts, the inner magic mirror can change in size at will, and can also release a shield to defend itself.

In addition, this mirror can also shoot out magic light to draw out the enemy's inner demons. Once the enemy is attacked, illusions will appear in their minds.

"Very good, this mirror is supplemented by the Great Void Technique, and I will definitely have no disadvantage in killing the enemy in the future."

Yang Xuan was full of praise, and took out Leng Wushuang's storage ring to check.

As expected of the number one in Youzhou, Leng Wushuang's storage ring alone has millions of spirit stones.

There are also countless other secret techniques, elixir and the like. Needless to say, many of these things were plundered by Leng Wushuang in the past by killing people and looting treasures.

"I found Ye Feiyang."

At this moment, the purgatory boy suddenly said.

"Ye Feiyang?"

Yang Xuan was stunned at first, and then said in surprise, "Did he also enter the burial ground?"

"Well, he's being hunted down right now."

"Being hunted down!"

Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes, and a cold light shot from the depths of his pupils, and asked, "Where is he now?"

"Out of the cave, all the way forward, about a hundred miles away."

The purgatory boy said that his spiritual sense is much stronger than Yang Xuan, and he knows everything about the other side hundreds of miles away.

Yang Xuan didn't answer, but jumped out of the cave and rushed over at full speed.

No matter who is chasing Ye Feiyang, what family background he has, and why he is chasing Ye Feiyang, since he knows that Ye Feiyang is in danger, he must go to save people.

...

In a mountain forest with peaks and peaks, a group of people armed with swords and murderous intent were chasing after a young man.

The young man was in his early twenties, with a messy white robe, pale face and heavy breathing, it was Ye Feiyang from Yunlan Valley.

It has only been two months, and his cultivation has reached the fifth level of the fate, but compared with the people who chased him, his cultivation is not very good.

Although the group of more than a dozen people are not very old, all of them have good cultivation. The lowest one is the first to enter the Fate Realm. The highest one is a black-haired man with a shawl. He looks handsome and has a beard on his lips. Divine Power Realm Fifth Layer.

"Boy, hand over the Divine Sword, so I may spare your life."

It was the man in black who was speaking. His body surged with divine power, and his body rose and fell, and he didn't know what secret skills he used. He crossed Ye Feiyang in an instant and blocked his escape.

"What divine sword, I don't know what you are talking about."

Ye Feiyang stopped and frowned.

"Stop pretending to be confused and hand over the Divine Sword quickly, or don't blame me for being rude to you."

The man in black looked bad, and murderous intent was revealed in his eyes.

"Young master is talking nonsense with him, just kill him directly."

A group of more than a dozen people arrived one after another and surrounded Ye Feiyang.

They have been chasing Ye Feiyang for some time, but Ye Feiyang's ability to escape is not small, which made them spend a lot of effort, and their hearts are also full of fire.