Eternal Demon Monarch

Time flies by, and the Xuantian Purple Lotus trembles more and more intensely. A large amount of purple brilliance is like a tide, and a brain floods into Yang Xuan’s eyebrows.

bang!

Yang Xuan had a sudden shock in his mind, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly found himself back to Sword God Palace.

On the peak given to him by Sword God Palace, his parents, Su Ziyao, Xia Yuwei, Gu Qingying, Fang Qingxue, Shen Yuexin and other women one after another greeted them, everyone with a smile on their faces.

At this moment, Yang Xuan is somewhat absent-minded.

“Child, come over and let my parents have a look, alas, I haven’t seen you for so long, you are quite high.”

“Little thief, you are finally back.”

“Wu wu, the big brother won’t leave after coming back this time?”

Daddy and mother, all the girls, all gathered around Yang Xuan, Gu Qingying and Fang Qingxue two little girls even cry Up.

Yang Xuan stared at all this in a daze. Everything was so real that he couldn’t tell whether it was illusion or reality.

“No, this is an illusion!”

For a long time, he woke up suddenly and saw that everyone had disappeared, and he was still sitting in the cave.

“Good risk!”

Yang Xuan was shocked in a cold sweat, as described in the Life and Death Eight Sects. When opening the door, be sure to keep your mind.

Because Heart Demon illusions will be born at this time. These illusions are extremely real. If the will is not firm enough, you will lose yourself in the slightest, and will be eaten by Heart Demon, consigned to eternal damnation.

“Heart Demon!”

Yang Xuan’s complexion is ugly, but he is helpless, but every martial artist has a Heart Demon. There is no way to get rid of this thing, maybe there is only a legendary fairy. In order to get rid of Heart Demon.

“Contract your mind, and quickly open the door.”

On the side, the purgatory boy shouted lightly.

Yang Xuan came back to his senses, hurriedly holding his breath, absorbed the energy of Xuantian Zilian with all his strength, as a large amount of purple brilliance submerged into his eyebrows, it clings to the Xuantian Zilian on his eyebrows Is slowly getting smaller.

After 5 minutes of effort, the Xuantian Purple Lotus disappeared, leaving only a mass of purple liquid the size of a thumb nail.

“Now, it’s time, open the door, open for me!”

Yang Xuan gave a violent shout, concentrated, and sucked the purple liquid into the center of his eyebrows. The brilliance gathered together, forming a purple torrent, rushing to Yintang acupoint suddenly.

hong long!

Like a flash flood, or a flood bursting a bank, under the impact of the energy of Xuantian purple lotus, Yintang acupoint was opened in one fell swoop.

At the same time, Yang Xuan groaned, his face pale as paper, rising in the mind with endless exhaustion, fell to the ground on the spot and fell asleep.

“Fortunately… finally succeeded.”

The purgatory boy relaxed, but immediately, he was frowned and he was submerged in Purgatory Sword, and Purgatory Sword also turned into A black light slid out of the cave at great speed.

Soon, there were a few screams outside the cave, and several martial artists became the separated spirit under this sword of Purgatory Sword.

Yang Xuan is now unconscious and unguarded, no matter who, no matter what purpose, anyone who dares to approach the cave, the purgatory boy will not let go, kill without mercy.

Yang Xuan didn’t know anything about it, he was too sleepy.

During his deep sleep, the Yintang acupoint was completely opened, and a mysterious and vast force emerged from it. This force sank into his Sea of ​​Consciousness, tempering his Divine Soul and lifting His perception.

Chapter 667 The Artistic Conception of Wind

Mysterious Underground World, endless danger, a large number of martial artists shuttle through it, some people lose their lives from time to time, but a few people get great good fortune, The strength greatly increased, soaring into the sky.

On a vast and boundless ruin, two figures walked slowly among them. One was a bald robust man with a sturdy figure, and the other was a young man with a crown-like face, a handsome appearance and a cold breath.

The two are not others, but the corpse puppet and Yan Luo.

Suddenly, Yan Luo frowned, suddenly stopped.

“Master, what’s the matter with you?”

“Nothing, just a bad premonition.”

“Is it because of the reincarnation Martial Spirit fragment? “

“No, it’s something else, but I can’t tell you more specifically, let’s be careful next.”

“Okay.”

while speaking , The two continued to move forward.

This is the deepest part of the Underground World. The breath of the tide of reincarnation is pervasive. When ordinary martial artists come here, they will immediately be hit by the soul of countless disordered and in a mess memories. flew away and scattered.

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