Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

In just half an hour, Yang Xuan felt as if he had been walking dozens of times at the gate of the palace of hell. The feeling of constantly coming back from the dead made him tense and could be disconnected at any time.

But the harvest after suffering did not disappoint Yang Xuan. After countless times of physical cracking and healing, Yang Xuan only felt that his physical body had become much stronger than before. In addition, the warfighter's blood, which had been suppressed because of the existence of Phoenix blood in his body, was finally fully awakened.

Different from Phoenix's blood, Zhanjia's blood, or the power of God of war, will not be like a good baby in Yang Xuan's body. This is an out and out skin child, and has infinite and vigorous energy. He splashes and rolls in Yang Xuan's body all day.

But similarly, the awakened power of the God of war also made Yang Xuan feel that his whole body was full of power

"Congratulations, smelly boy, you have obtained the inheritance of the power of the God of war." Roga's voice sounded in Yang Xuan's ear. Yang Xuan looked up and saw that Zhan Kuang had returned to his stone chair. The whole person became very weak, and even his black helmet faded a lot.

Seeing that Yang Xuan had awakened, Zhan Kuang asked Yang Xuan, "I said, little rabbit, you have got it. According to the agreement I made with that man, I can send you out of here now. Do you want to leave?"

"No," Yang Xuan looked at Zhan Kuang strangely and found that Zhan Kuang not only had extremely weak strength, but also didn't speak as loud as before, and even seemed a little weak.

Zhan Kuang continued, "that's good. I don't have to work hard. But smelly boy, I'll give you some suggestions. If you want to listen, listen."

When Yang Xuan was about to promise, he heard that Zhan Kuang didn't ask him at all, and said directly to himself: "The power in your body is very complex now. If you go on like this, you will be possessed one day. However, it is not an overnight thing to solve this problem. Before that, you'd better find a way to strengthen your body, so as to better resist the impact of various complex forces in your body.

After you leave here, continue to walk more than 100 miles north. There is a skeleton of the dragon family. Now you have some dragon Qi in your body. When the dragon family died, you also left some spirit. If you can get these spirit, your physical strength will be improved a lot. "

"Thank you for your advice." Yang Xuan bowed to Zhan Kuang and said seriously.

The war maniac laughed, waved his hand and said to Yang Xuan, "thank me. As long as you can keep the power of the God of war in your hands." When he finished, he put his hand on the iron table beside the stone chair. After holding the iron table, he returned to the position Yang Xuan first saw him.

Just then, Roga's face suddenly changed, looked at Zhan Kuang nervously and asked, "old man, what are you?"

"I'm going to sleep." Zhan Kuang sighed and explained to Roga: "Brother, you don't have to worry about me. I'm just a remnant soul. I don't know where my yuan God is now. It may have been destroyed in the war that year, or I may have gone to other places. But I'm just a remnant soul left by the yuan God. My task is to pass it on. As for other things, I don't know."

"Are you going to dissipate?" Roga's voice seemed to tremble. Obviously, he was still worried about the state of war maniac.

Zhan Kuang shook his head and said, "no, if this smelly boy asked me to send him away from here, maybe I would dissipate. But now I have a little power left to maintain that I will not dissipate. But this power is of no use to me. I have no choice but to fall asleep again.

Of course. I may not be able to wake up next time. "

Roga's eyes turned red and wanted to come forward to give Zhan Kuang a hug, but he was worried that Zhan Kuang would disappear after being touched by himself.

The voice of the war maniac is still full of joy. It seems that nothing will make him feel sad: "good brother, I'm glad to know you in this life. If we still have a chance, we'll be brothers in the next life."

"Go away, who wants to be your brother? I have saved you so many times. You will be my son in the next life, you know?" These words almost roared out of Roga's mouth, but when his voice fell, zhankuang had fallen back into a deep sleep. He held the iron table in one hand and put the other hand on his knee, still looking like the invincible God of war in the world.

For a moment, the whole hall of the God of war was quiet. Whether it was Zhan Kuang or Yang Xuan, or Zhan Canghai, who had just been abandoned by Yang Xuan, was silent.

The sad atmosphere filled the air, making people don't know what to say at this time.

After a while, Roga suddenly disappeared in front of them, and then the whole hall of the God of war became illusory.

When the black smoke shrouded in the crowd dissipated, Yang Xuan returned to his mind again and found that his palm was firmly holding on to the huge iron statue standing on the ground.

Zhan Canghai was still standing not far away at this time. He seemed a little confused when his strength was abolished. He didn't know what to do now. The dark blue long knife was in his hand, but he couldn't lift it because his spiritual power dissipated.

Seeing Yang Xuan coming out again, Yu Qingcheng and Xiao Hei rushed towards them from a distance. Aware of the change in Yang Xuan's breath, Yu Qingcheng said happily to Yang Xuan: "fool, congratulations on your success and inheritance."

Yang Xuan nodded and sat on Xiao Hei's back again with Yu Qingcheng in his arms, but he didn't show his attitude and even his excited color. Yu Qingcheng looked at Zhan Canghai not far away, then looked at Yu Qingcheng and asked, "what's the matter with you, nerd?"

Yang Xuan sighed and told what he had just encountered, and the expression on Yu Qingcheng's face changed from surprise to tension, and finally to heartache. When she finally heard that Zhan Kuang fell back into deep sleep, his expression became sad.

"The world is impermanent. Gathering, parting and clutch are the norm of life. Don't worry, fool. Master Zhan Kuang must be very happy to pass on his legacy."

"I hope so." Yang Xuan sighed, sat on Xiao Hei's back and looked around.