Heavenly God Mnemonic

Little did they know that the reason Yuan Kui and Dao Jinghuan didn’t take it was not brain damage, but the power of Xuanlong Pill. Except for Yang Qingxuan’s great physical body, plus the ability to devour dragon energy, ordinary warriors did not dare to use it in a short time .

What's more, in a dangerous place like the Doomsday Gorge, once the pill swallowing practice, it may be finished in an emergency.

Therefore, the warriors in the canyon, whoever snatched the Xuanlong Pill, waited to go out and then swallowed the cultivation, except for Yang Qingxuan, no one would eat it on the spot.

Yang Qingxuan restrained the urge to swallow the Xuanlong Pill directly, took out the three jade boxes in the Yasha Ancestor Hall, and unfolded them in front of him.

He touched the first jade box lightly with his hand, and immediately felt a flow of power, which was a restriction on the jade box. At the same time, various patterns appeared on the surface of the box, which was difficult to recognize.

Yang Qingxuan placed his hands on the other two jade boxes, and the same situation occurred.

He frowned slightly, if he wanted to break the law with force, there was no problem crushing the three jade boxes.

But I don't know what's inside. If it's something like spiritual liquid, breaking the seal will be troublesome.

Yang Qingxuan pinched the tactics with both hands, converged the revolving essence on his eyes, and looked at it with fiery eyes.

The golden light swirled in his eyes, his gaze penetrated the jade box layer by layer, and the confusion in his eyes continued to spread, finally seeing the true contents of the box.

In the first jade box, the walls of the box are covered with more than ten formations, interlocking. And there is a powerful burst of light that turns into a chain in the box, sealing a crimson item in the center.

Yang Qingxuan's hand print changed, and he shouted, a steady stream of True Essence poured into his eyes. Under the glittering golden light, a lot of bloodshot appeared in the eyes, urging the fiery golden eyes to the extreme.

Finally saw the scarlet thing, it was a drop of scarlet blood, condensed into a drop shape, locked by the formation in the box!

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, closing his eyes with golden eyes and magical powers, and his whole body's true essence withdrew from his eyes. He suddenly felt his eyes sting and his face was pale.

He can only use his fiery eyes to a moderate level now. If he wants to further exert his strength, it is beyond his ability.

Yang Qingxuan closed his eyes, and adjusted his breath with both hands.

At the same time, I thought to myself: "A drop of blood, if it was left by the ancestor of Yasha, is now cheaper for me. The magical powers and flesh of the Yasha clan are extremely terrifying. If this change is increased, it will improve my combat power. Great help."

Yang Qingxuan was secretly happy, after adjusting his breath for a while, he peeped into the other two jade boxes in the same way.

The contents of the other two jade boxes are much simpler.

Inside one of the jade boxes was a yellowish light, sealed with the same secret method, I don't know what it was.

In the last jade box, there is a golden jade slip.

Yang Qingxuan put away the three jade boxes again, and when he left the Doom Canyon, he first refined the blood, then looked at what was recorded in the jade slip, and finally studied what the yellow light was.

Next, he took out a Xuanlong Pill and took it unscrupulously.

The familiar breath dissolves in the body and is absorbed by the muscles and bones of the body one by one.

It didn't take long for the injuries in his body to heal seven or eighty-eight, and his strength was steady.

Yang Qingxuan was overjoyed. He vaguely felt the bottleneck of the Emperor's Heavenly Perfection. If he took four more, he would surely have a chance of breaking through.

At this moment, a flower bridge suddenly flew in the sky.

The sedan chair is very concise, with silver bells on each corner, enclosing a space with blue gauze, but it is dim and invisible to people.

Around the sedan chair, there are six warriors standing in the air, guarding the sedan chair.

Yang Qingxuan raised his head, his pupils shrank suddenly, and there was a person next to the sedan chair that he recognized, and it was Juntian Zifu's dedication. But Yang Qingxuan's eyes flashed with golden light, and immediately saw the person in the sedan chair clearly.

"Bold! Who dares to spy on my lady with secret techniques!"

A pink-faced man in front of the sedan chair lowered his head in the air, stared at Yang Qingxuan with cold eyes, and shouted sharply.

The sedan chair stopped in the air, and the six warriors, including Duye, were all overlooking.

Yang Qingxuan glanced at the sedan chair, stood up, turned and left.

"stop!"

The pink-faced man screamed, the powerful murderous intent fell from the sky, locked Yang Qingxuan, and said grimly: "I used the secret technique to peek at my lady, so I want to leave?"

Yang Qingxuan did not answer, and continued to speed up his pace. In a few steps, he was already a thousand feet away.

"court death!"

The pink-faced man was furious, and when he saw Yang Qingxuan ignored him, he was suddenly angry.

The disciples of Juntian Purple Mansion, where are they not awesome, have they ever suffered such cold eyes?

The pink-faced man screamed and turned into a bunch of straight shocks, and Split Air caught up with Yang Qingxuan, "I haven't walked outside in Juntian Purple Mansion for a long time. Has the world ignored my purple mansion's prestige?"

The noodle man raised his hand and grabbed it, then patted it, and shouted, "Condor's claw!" A ray of iron-gray light flashed across the air.

Yang Qingxuan stopped then, turned around, and sneered: "Prestige? If you have ever had it, you will be lost by a disciple like you."

As he said, his right hand swiped in the air and patted it.

"Boom!"

The palms hit each other, and the breath squeezed the void into wave-like lines.

The pink-faced man was very angry and shouted, "I'm looking for death!"

With a long whistle, the man's hands suddenly grew longer, his muscles seemed to retreat, and a large piece of golden luster flashed on the bones, tearing and photographing.

"Boom!"

Yang Qingxuan took another inadvertent palm, blocking the attack of the pink-faced man.

The pink-faced man became angry, his eyes shot murderously, and there was a young lady watching him. This man could not afford to lose, and he rushed up with a roar.

"Warhawk Broken Claw!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The long eagle's figure appeared all over the sky, attacking from all directions, making waves on Yang Qingxuan's side.

However, Yang Qingxuan did not move, his left hand was behind him, and with only one right hand, he constantly turned into a palm shadow to block the sky attack.

Moreover, Yang Qingxuan's palms were very calm and relaxed, completely different from the impatience of fighting to the death of the pink-faced man, giving a sense of grandmaster.

The five people around the sedan chair were all stunned.

They would not be surprised if Yang Qingxuan's cultivation was higher than that of the powder-faced man and suppressed with force.

After all, the star field is so big that there are countless capable ones.

Even Juntian Zifu could not say that he was invincible.

So it's normal for anyone to come out to suppress them.

But the cultivation level that Yang Qingxuan showed at this moment was only in the late stage of the Heavenly Rank, and was exactly the same as the fan-faced man. It completely relied on the martial intent of his moves to suppress the same level with one hand!

The faces of the five people beside the sedan chair changed drastically.

Even inside the sedan chair, Shi Yuyan's soft voice was surprised.

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