Eternal Demon King

"Don't be too polite, I know what you're worried about, but a man should be a married woman, and there are some things you can't stop even if you want to. It's better to go with the flow and recognize Yang Xuan as a fast-moving son-in-law."

Hong Jincheng said that his intention to help was undisguised.

"Thank you, Vice President Hong."

Yang Xuan clasped his fists and said with gratitude on his face. With Hong Jincheng, the Heaven-snatching realm master speaking, presumably Yi Xiaotian should have nothing to say.

"You don't need to thank me, your master explained to me before leaving, and let me take care of you."

Hong Jincheng laughed loudly, his voice was like thunder, shaking the sky and earth, attracting more and more people to fly over.

Up to now, the news of Yang Xuan's return has spread like wildfire, and it has completely spread in the Fourth Courtyard and the Holy City.

Yang Xuan ignored this and asked loudly, "Dare to ask Vice President Hong, where did my master go?"

There was a hint of worry on his face as he spoke. He remembered that before entering the imperial pagoda, the master Feng Qingyang claimed to be in seclusion, not to break through his own shackles, and to step into the emperor in one fell swoop and vowed to stay out of the gate.

However, how difficult it is for a warrior to become emperor, and there may not be one of the 10,000 warriors in the sky-snatching realm, not to mention that Feng Qingyang has already entered the five declines of heaven and man, and he has only a few years to live.

In this state, it is even more difficult to become an emperor. If you are a little careless, you will end up with a body and soul that will be destroyed, and will never be recovered. Even if you are lucky enough to save your life, your cultivation will be in vain.

"Don't worry, your master entered the emperor two months ago, and then said that he would go out for a walk. It is estimated that he should be back in a few days."

Hong Jin is an adult and mature, seems to have penetrated Yang Xuan's mind, and smiled authentically.

"That's good, that's good!"

Yang Xuan was very excited. He was afraid that Shizun Fengqingyang would lose his cultivation base and leave in despair. Now that he learned that Shizun successfully became emperor, he was even more happy than when he broke through to the realm of divine power.

"Yes, in just half a year, I have stepped into the divine power, and I did not disappoint my teacher."

Suddenly, a vigorous and powerful laughter came.

The next moment, an old man in green robe silently appeared in front of Yang Xuan, who was Feng Qingyang?

Compared with half a year ago, Feng Qingyang, although his head is gray, has a ruddy complexion and clear eyes. He is obviously more energetic. When he raises his hands, there is a little emperor's power radiating out, which makes the body and soul tremble. I couldn't help but kneel on the ground and worship.

"I have seen Fengdi!"

The power of the emperor is irresistible, and the crowd of onlookers bowed their waists and gave a great salute, and their attitude was not respectful. Feng Qingyang is now regarded as a generation without emperor, and his strength is so powerful that no one dares to be disrespectful.

Including Yi Xiaotian, they all bowed and saluted, and they were called Fengdi.

"Congratulations to Master for overcoming the difficulties and becoming emperor in one fell swoop."

Yang Xuandao congratulated.

"Thanks to Mu Lao."

Feng Qingyang smiled bitterly and said through the sound transmission, he had made a desperate attempt to attack the Emperor a few days ago, and he had already fallen into a desperate situation. If Murong Fu secretly shot and helped him, he would not have succeeded at all.

In addition, at the juncture of life and death, there were two other powerful men who claimed to be Black and White Shuangsha attacked and killed him. They wanted to kill him. It was Murong Fu who killed them. Therefore, he was very grateful to Murong Fu. It is Mu Lao.

"It turned out to be Elder Mu."

Yang Xuan understood and was very grateful to Murong Fu, thinking about how to thank him.

Yang Xuan will never take advantage of others. If others treat him well, he will pay them back ten times or even a hundred times.

"Old Ming was a powerhouse in the Cave Heaven Realm during his lifetime. Maybe he could ask him for help. In this way, Murong Fu might also enter the Cave Heaven Realm in his lifetime."

Yang Xuan's thoughts turned, and he said with a smile: "Master, the title of Fengdi is very domineering. I don't know what title should be given to my disciple who will become emperor in the future."

A warrior, when he ascends to the emperor, will give himself a title, which can be based on his surname, or according to his own preferences, etc., and so on.

"This son is already thinking about this!"

"What's the matter? With his talent, it won't take long for him to be honored, and it will be a matter of time before he becomes emperor."

The crowd chatted in a low voice, their eyes wandering back and forth on Yang Xuan and Feng Qingyang.

"Your surname is Yang, a single name with a mysterious character, you can call yourself Emperor Xuan."

Feng Qingyang thought about it.

"Okay, according to what the master said, when the disciple becomes emperor, he will call himself Emperor Xuan."

Yang Xuan laughed and nodded, his robes flying all over his body, showing his pride.

Feng Qingyang saw all this in his eyes, and there was a flash of anticipation in his eyes. He knew how high Yang Xuan's talent was, and knew that Yang Xuan would definitely surpass him as a master in the near future.

"Emperor Xuan?"

Yi Xiaotian looked at the high-spirited young man in front of him, and vaguely seemed to see a young emperor who was only me.

"You are Yi Xiaotian of the Yi family, right?"

At this moment, Feng Qingyang's eyes turned and fell on Yi Xiaotian.

"The younger generation is Yi Xiaotian, I don't know what the Emperor Feng ordered?"

Yi Xiaotian bowed and stood respectfully.

"I don't dare to be told, I just have a small request."

The wind is clear.

"Emperor Feng, please tell me that as long as the junior is within his power, he will go all out and never refuse."

Yi Xiaotian said sternly.

"It's not a big deal, don't be so nervous."

Feng Qingyang smiled slightly, pointed at Yang Xuan and said, "Although my apprentice is a little cynical, he is not the kind of unkind person. Xiu'er will never suffer a loss if he follows him."

"What Fengdi said is."

Yi Xiaotian repeatedly said yes, always hunched over, in front of the Emperor, what else could he say to this little supreme being.

Just thinking that the precious daughter he had raised for many years is going to leave with others, and that he might not come back for a long time, he still felt a burst of depression and reluctance in his heart.

"Thank you dad, thank you Feng Lao."

Yi Xiu'er was overjoyed, and jumped and jumped to Yang Xuan's side, holding his arm affectionately.

"Yang Xuan, if you dare to bully me in the future, I'll talk to Feng Lao to reason, hee hee..."

At the end of the sentence, Yi Xiu'er's beautiful face had a sweet smile on her face, her eyes were big and clear, very beautiful, and her cherry-like mouth was slightly upturned, cunning and intelligent, captivating.

"gorgeous!"

Yang Xuan praised without hesitation.

"Humph, of course."

Yi Xiuer proudly puffed out her small breasts, smiling charmingly, holding a smile that captivates the city, and the second smile that captivates the nation, with a peerless youth.

"It's really the water splashed by the married daughter, are you so happy?"

Yi Xiaotian grinned, pretending to be angry.

"Father, people just like Yang Xuan!"

Yi Xiu'er stuck out her tongue and said with a long nasal voice, her cuteness was so cute, it made Feng Qingyang laugh happily, and said in a loud voice: "Very well, you two little guys can get it together. Give birth to a child as soon as possible, so that I can be a teacher."

When the crowd heard this, they all thought in their hearts, how terrifying the talent of the child born by Yang Xuan and Yi Xiuer, and what was even more envious and maddening was that this child also had an emperor.

"Xiu'er, Master has already spoken, we have to work harder next."

Yang Xuan grinned and wrapped his arms around Yi Xiuer's unbearable waist. Although he was wearing a shirt, he could still see the softness and smoothness coming from the little girl's waist. No, he had already started to play with it and had a good time.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Brother Yang is even more handsome!"

"Alas, once I returned, I stepped into the realm of divine power and left us all behind."

At this moment, several figures broke through the air, and they passed the crowd in unison and walked towards Yang Xuan side by side.

"I have seen Fengdi, I have seen Yi Patriarch."

A few people walked and turned to Feng Qingyang and Yi Xiaotian, saluting in turn, and strode to stand in front of Yang Xuan.

Among them, Qian Zui looked at Yang Xuan, and then at Yi Xiu’er, winking and saying, “Xue’er junior sister, you have to be careful this time, if you let Brother Yang run away again, don’t cry. "

"Who's crying?"

Yi Xiuer's pretty face turned red, waving her pink fist.

"Hehe, just kidding, why are you so shy?"

Qian Zui smiled even more.

"This girl is thin-skinned, don't make fun of her."

Yang Xuan also smiled, his eyes looked from Qian Zui, Dongfang Yun, He Shaotian, Li Ningwei, and Duguyu, and nodded with a smile: "A few of you are not bad, dazzling half a year has passed, all of them are Entering the realm of death."

"Compared to you, it's far worse. You are definitely a veritable evildoer."

He Shaotian said with emotion.

"What kind of evildoer is not evildoer, he is a normal human being, um, that is, his talent is a little higher than yours, and his strength is stronger than you."

Yi Xiuer gave He Shaotian a blank look.

"It's not just a little bit, it's a lot!"

Qian Zui didn't know whether to laugh or cry, even though he always looked like a condescending child every day, but he was always full of arrogance, and Yang Xuan was the only one of his generation who could admire him.

"You're the one who talks the most."

Yi Xiu'er snorted softly and urged, "Let's go, it's not too late for you guys to catch up with the old slowly when you get to my manor."

"Don't worry, I still have something to do?"

Yang Xuan shook his head.

"What's up?"

Dongfang Yun and several people were startled.

"It's a small matter, it will be done soon, you wait here for a while."

After Yang Xuan finished speaking, he walked to an open space, his eyes swept across the crowd in the distance, and finally settled on a figure.

It was a man in red, twenty-seven or eight-year-old, handsome in appearance and extraordinary in bearing, but his hazy eyes completely destroyed his temperament.

This person was Liu Jiangyuan, who had been chasing after Yi Qingwu and had made a life-and-death fight with Yang Xuan many days ago.

Seeing Yang Xuan's eyes locked on him, Liu Jiangyuan couldn't help frowning, and even a hint of fear rose in his heart, very worried that Yang Xuan would challenge him now.