Heavenly God Mnemonic

"It's only one minute..."

Yang Qingxuan's face turned black and complained: "It's not enough for my sword spirit."

Fatty Pan said with envy: "Boss, you can be content. One point is also a point. I've only got one point and three points so far, ooh."

Yang Qingxuan was surprised: "Why are there so few?"

Fatty Pan said pitifully: "Do you think the points are so easy to earn? If I'm not mistaken, the most points won't exceed 10 points now."

Yang Qingxuan said: "That's fine, I have time to take you. Since this temple is classified as a fourth-level area, there must be no less evil spirits in it. Let's hurry up and look for it."

Yang Qingxuan watched the footprints with his fiery eyes and golden eyes, while looking around, and under the fiery eyes and golden eyes, it was clear where the devil was strong.

Where devil energy is strong, demons are easily born.

After running for more than half an hour, more than 30 demons were killed, and only five low-grade soul stones were exploded.

Yang Qingxuan paused and said in deep thought, "These demons are all low-level existences, with low explosion rates and low explosions. Killing them can only take time. Since this is a fourth-level area, there should be more advanced demons. , Where is it?"

Pan Fatty said: "We came in one day later than Huaqing and the others. The first batch of warriors who came in are gone. There should be more advanced places."

Yang Qingxuan took the sword and stood, pinching the tactics with both hands, pushing the fiery eyes to the extreme, and looking in all directions.

A channel from far to near, constantly presented in front of you.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and he received his magical powers, and said, "Follow me!"

Lead Fatty Pan first and ran in one direction.

After turning around a few passages, the devilish energy was obviously much stronger, and a figure appeared in front of him, constantly moving forward.

Fatty Pan said in surprise: "Zhong Jie!"

Yang Qingxuan let out an "um", slowed down, and followed Zhong Jie.

In the dark demon aura, from time to time, the demon rushed out and turned into the image of spreading teeth and dancing claws, and pounced on Zhong Jie, but he did not see his movements. The demon directly penetrated his body and entered Zhong Jie's body. Disappeared.

On Zhong Jie's shoulder, the Soul Devouring Golden Demon was constantly flickering, and the broken silver pieces inside it turned into golden color.

Fatty Pan said in surprise: "He is devouring the devil?"

Yang Qingxuan looked solemn and said: "It's not like swallowing, it should be a fusion. Even if this person is not a demon, he still has the blood of the demon, and all the demon that pounced on him have been absorbed by him. And the reaction of the soul-eater golden demon, Prove that those demons are all dead."

Fatty Pan widened his eyes and said, "It's too easy to earn points, right?"

Yang Qingxuan said, "Everyone has magical powers, so we can't envy them. We should be able to go to higher-level areas after following him."

"Hehe." Zhong Jie in front of him stopped suddenly.

Both Yang Qingxuan and Pan Fatty stopped alertly, not daring to get too close.

Zhong Jie turned his head, showing a stern smile, and said: "Follow me, you can indeed enter the inner domain of this temple. There are many demon spirits in the emperor heaven, and every time a soul stone is exploded, you can get a point. There are even Dao realm demons that can score five points or even ten points."

Yang Qingxuan said, "Thank you for leading the way."

Zhong Jie smiled and said: "It's okay. In this competition, you and I are not opponents. Because it is too easy for you and me to win."

Yang Qingxuan's heart moved and suddenly said: "Listening to you, it seems that you have another purpose in coming to this temple?"

Zhong Jie's face changed slightly, his eyes shot cold, staring at Yang Qingxuan, but in an instant, his eyes eased, and said: "You are really smart. No wonder you have such a talent and cultivation level, but it has nothing to do with you."

With that, he quickened his steps.

Yang Qingxuan and the two followed even more closely.

The demons around, originally Zhong Jie almost cleared the field when he passed by, but now the speed has accelerated, and there are still some remaining, all of which were cleared by Yang Qingxuan, and scored a fraction of a point.

But for a moment, the three of them walked into a large yard, about a hundred acres. The layout inside was well organized. The rocks, flower gardens, ponds, tables and chairs, etc., were all weathered.

In front of the courtyard, is another continuous building, like a magic mountain standing on the ground, exuding a strong magical energy.

Zhong Jie's face was overjoyed, and he shouted, "Inner courtyard!"

He continued to rush over and disappeared within it in a flash.

Yang Qingxuan and Pan Fatty also hurriedly followed. Inside, there were large halls, majestic and majestic, giving people a solemn, yet suffocating coercion.

Zhong Jie disappeared after a few flashes.

Fatty Pan exclaimed, "This kid seems to have deliberately left us behind and chase after him!"

Yang Qingxuan stopped him and said, "Don't chase him. It is not suitable to confront him head-on. He has his purpose, and we have our purpose. Once the pursuit is tight, I am afraid that it will be inevitable to do it. If you haven't tried it, you will really see it. Ghosts. Let’s kill the monsters first."

Fatty Pan thought about it.

Yang Qingxuan showed his fiery eyes and ran to the place with the strongest devilish energy.

At the same time, pay attention to the footprints on the ground. At least twenty or thirty pairs of footprints have been here, proving that there were not many people who came in the day before.

The two rushed to a large hall, Yang Qingxuan glanced at the ground and said, "No one has been here, go in."

As soon as he entered the hall, there was a gust of yin wind, wrapped in a magic sound of sadness.

I saw the shadows of more than ten demon spirits standing upside down like bats in the sky above the hall, staring at them with cold eyes.

"Mom!" Pan Fatty shivered with fright, his legs were weak and he wanted to escape.

Yang Qingxuan shouted: "Follow me!"

Raising his hand, he moved the palm of the six suns to shoot over the hall!

"Four Yang Fu Yan!"

A powerful flame emerged from Yang Qingxuan, instantly illuminating the hall.

Those demons lived in a dark and cold environment for a long time. They were suddenly stabbed by the light and scorched by the heat. They were all screams of horror, and they flew away in an instant and fled to the dark corner of the hall.

"Boom!"

The four scorching suns swirled up, violently rammed over the hall, blasting two demons to death on the spot.

When the terrible Zhiyang Zhenqi gathered, it burst out violently, and fire waves swept across the entire hall.

"Crack! Croak!"

The strange sounds of a monster, like a frog, sounded one after another.

The panic of those demons was only a brief discomfort, but for a moment, the ferocity of "evil" and "resentment" broke out, suppressing the fear, and rushed from all directions, roaring "croaking" in their mouths.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes flashed golden light, and he could see the situation of these demons clearly, "Thirteen, the strongest is the early stage of Emperor Heaven."

Then, after pinching the sword tactics, Nanming Lihuo Sword appeared, with a red light on it, and the flames rolled.