Eternal Demon Monarch

“I heard that he is the discipline of Feng Qingyang.”

“Are there any mistakes, a generation of Human Race half-step emperor will collect a waste as a discipline!?”

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Soon there was a loud noise.

A group of people flew to the top of the mountain one after another under the leadership of the leading girl, standing still several dozen meters away from Yang Xuan.

Thousands of people packed the entire huge bulge, and the scene was quite spectacular.

I stick one’s head around to look for, and all my eyes are on Yang Xuan, giving Yang Xuan a feeling of being watched as a monkey, and he feels speechless.

He didn’t speak either, sitting on the ground looking at the headed girl.

The girl’s big eyes were gleaming, and she was also looking at him carefully. Seeing that he was not unique except for a pretty good person, she immediately raised her eyebrows and asked: “Human, what’s your name?”

Her voice is a bit arrogant, but it is like a natural sound, very beautiful and intoxicating.

“If you want to ask my name, you have to come and announce your name first.”

Yang Xuan didn’t get up, just sat on the ground like this, neither humble nor arrogant.

He doesn’t care about the girl’s background, how many flower protectors there are behind him, and every move is reckless and unruly.

“Bold, dare to be rude to my Little Princess.”

“Too arrogant, do you think this is your Human Race site, palm your own mouth, or let you I can’t eat it and walk around.”

“Boy, don’t you have bad ears, hurry up.”

Many young Golden Crow Clan men are filled with indignation, verbal criticism, spitting and staring. I want to perform well in front of the girl to win her favor.

Needless to say, the girl is Golden Crow Clan’s Little Princess Wu Lingyan. Not only is she beautiful and beautiful, her cultivation base has also reached Peak.

At the age of 16-17 years old, you can have this kind of cultivation base, and your talent is powerful.

At least in Vermilion Bird Academy and even Holy City, Yang Xuan has never seen anyone who can reach such a cultivation base at this age.

While he sighed in his heart, he casually spit out, “The Lord didn’t speak, what are you people making?”

“Boy, you are crazy!”

A young man stepped out from behind Wu Lingyan. It was Wu Yifei from the 3 Heavenly Layer of divine force. His elegant blond hair was flying in the wind, he was tall and handsome.

He stared at Yang Xuan, his eyes closed and he shot two sharp rays of light.

Being such a stare at an ordinary person, he must be timid and nervous.

“Are you crazy, I don’t think.”

Yang Xuan smiled lightly, glanced at Wu Yifei and ignored it.

A martial artist that’s all of the divine force realm 3 Heavenly Layer, he also killed the martial artist that’s all of the divine force realm 4 Heavenly Layer in the Huolin Cave.

Although He Wu’s strength may be difficult to contend with the pretty boy opposite, he is still undaunted.

“The courage is good, you are still the first person who dares to speak to me like this.”

Wu Yifei seems to be smiling, but pupil light is getting colder and colder. Human lungs.

Yang Xuan was indifferent and didn’t even look at him. Instead, he grinned at Wu Lingyan, “The little girl is pretty beautiful, I don’t know how old she is, is there a sweetheart?”

“Hehe, funny, are you humans as bold as you?”

Wu Lingyan pursed her mouth and smiled, really looking back at Bai Meisheng, the sixth palace has no color.

Rao is Yang Xuan who is used to seeing beautiful women, can’t help being a little lost, saying that beautiful women are beautiful women, and every smile is so appealing.

“Why don’t you answer if I ask you something?”

Wu Lingyan stamped her foot.

“Hehe, I am not bold, but the most basic etiquette. Don’t you know that you have to report your name before asking someone’s name?”

Yang Xuan Laughed blankly.

“Well, my name is Wu Lingyan, what about you, what is your name?”

Wu Lingyan lightly opened her lips, her eyes always looking at Yang Xuan, I found that this Human Race boy behaved completely different from their Golden Crow Clan man, not at all. He bowed to himself like everyone else, timid.

“Muigui surnamed Yang, the single name is a mysterious character.”

Yang Xuan looked at Wu Lingyan with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Everyone has the love of beauty. For such beautiful women in the making like Wu Lingyan, it is a kind of visual enjoyment to look at it more.

“Yang Xuan, a very common name.”

Wu Lingyan lifted the bangs in front of her forehead with her hand, revealing her white forehead, which was beautiful and moving.