Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Yang Xuan turned his head and looked to the left, but his body trembled violently. The two red light spots representing his eyes on the visor became brighter and brighter, and the murderous spirit on Yang Xuan's body had enveloped the whole room.

There are rows of various animal families hanging there, and several small spiders are constantly crawling on the ground. A purple hunter is sitting there, just like the hunting king who died in Yang Xuan's hand, in a daze.

These orcs have different shapes. Some have human bodies, but half people and half dragons with dragon scales and horns, and girls with cat ears and cat tails. They only wear poor clothes. Their snow-white skin is exposed outside. Their face is painful, but their skin is full of all kinds of scars.

But in the innermost middle, there was a phoenix hanging. And this phoenix is quite different. The flame on the ordinary Phoenix is orange red. Those with higher strength will become golden red, and this phoenix is full of golden feathers and golden flame.

Although he had never seen such a Phoenix, Yang Xuan recognized who the Phoenix was at a glance.

"Son of a bitch, I want you to die!!!" Yang Xuan gave a shrill roar, and the sharp voice was full of murderous spirit and anger, shaking the surrounding space.

Two little spiders on the ground burst open in an instant, and the white slurry spilled all over the ground. Yang Xuan was so fast that he came to the king of hunting in an instant. He grabbed the king's head and smashed his head to the ground. The king of hunting fell to the ground and only heard a burst of gold and stone, but the king of hunting was not hurt much.

But Yang Xuan stepped on the king's neck and tore off the king's arm. The hunting King struggled, but the God of war power in Yang Xuan ran spontaneously under anger. The strong power gushed out of Yang Xuan's body and hit the king's back heart with a fist, which pierced his body, and the rotten meat scattered from his body, emitting bursts of stench.

Yang Xuan stepped on the king's head again. The king's head burst instantly. A little spider came out, but Yang Xuan stepped on it to death.

He raised his head and looked at the Golden Phoenix in front of him. His voice seemed to tremble and asked softly, "Mom, are you okay?"

When the Golden Phoenix heard Yang Xuan's voice, it first opened its eyes in doubt and looked at Yang Xuan with orange red eyes. The eyes were first confused, then surprised, and finally became a complex shape mixed with various emotions.

Yang Xuan jumped up and broke the iron chain that bound Shu Moli's body. Shu Moli declined from the wall. Yang Xuan quickly reached out and hugged Shu Moli. Shu Moli then turned into a human shape, but there were only enough clothes to hide his shame. A large area of skin was exposed, with shocking scars on it.

"Mother, what's going on?" Yang Xuan's voice trembled and asked. His visor withdrew automatically, and tears burst into his eyes.

Shu Moli's voice was very weak, but he seemed very anxious. He said to Yang Xuan, "xuan'er, go, there are people you can't fight."

"No, don't worry, my mother. No matter who makes my mother like this, I'll let him die without a burial place." Yang Xuan's first half sentence was full of grief, but the second half sentence had become hysterical.

The murderous gas condensed into a storm, and several small spiders exploded around. Yang Xuan's body was lit by a Phoenix Sky fire, which spread out. But Yang Xuan didn't see it. A little spider slipped out unconsciously while he wasn't paying attention and came to the uncontrolled hunters in the corner Yang Xuan saw just now.

He climbed up the wall, came to the hunter who was covered with gold, and got into the hunter's mouth. Then the hunter's mouth closed itself, and the golden skin fused again, locking the little spider into the golden hunter's mind.

Yang Xuan continued to jump up and saved the rest of the orcs on the wall. These orcs are also dying. There are more than a dozen orcs in the whole small room, each of which has great strength. But now, they have become slaughtered. As long as you have a heart, any friar at the venerable level can kill them all.

In desperation, Yang Xuan put them into the pet bag first, and then put Shu Moli into the Lingta. He did not dare to bring other orcs into his sea of knowledge. Although there are still many good people in the world, it's just the so-called not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. If any of these orcs is a psychopath later, or is made crazy by hunters and makes trouble in their own knowledge sea, Yang Xuan will be finished. In order to prevent this, Yang Xuan couldn't help throwing these orcs into the pet bag, and then threw Xiao Hei into the spirit tower.

But when Yang Xuan just came out of the spirit tower, he felt a strong wind. He looked up and found a golden figure rushing towards him. Almost subconsciously, Yang Xuan raised his hand to block the blow of the golden figure, but his face turned pale for a moment, because he felt great power coming from the arm of the golden figure. Yang Xuan only felt that his arm was almost broken.

He quickly stepped back to relieve his strength. Unexpectedly, he withdrew dozens of steps at one breath and hit the wall heavily.

On the wall, Yang Xuan knocked out a human shaped pit, and the whole person was embedded in it. The golden figure was very fast. He came to Yang Xuan again. He grabbed one of Yang Xuan's thighs, swung it hard towards the ground, and shouted angrily: "those who hurt my compatriots will die."

"Put your mother's fart, only you have compatriots, others have no compatriots, right?" Hearing the words of the golden hunter, Yang Xuan immediately felt a burst of anger and shouted angrily at the golden hunter.

Who knows that the golden Hunter didn't answer Yang Xuan's question at all, but continued: "I dare to argue in front of my hunting emperor."

"I'm your uncle's head." As soon as Yang Xuan's voice fell, he was turned up again by the hunting emperor and hit the ground again.

The strong power came from the ground. Yang Xuan only felt that his internal organs had shifted, and his mind suddenly became dizzy.

Yang Xuan immediately flipped through his memory, looking for a way to get himself out of the desperate situation. Although there are many things in his memory, they come from different categories and belong to different types, so Yang Xuan is also very troublesome to recall.

But soon, Yang Xuan found a way to get him out of the trap in front of him, but the hunting emperor's attack continued. Yang Xuan's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He shrank up and hugged the hunting emperor's head. The hunting emperor wanted to tear Yang Xuan down, but Yang Xuan held him tightly and refused to let go.

At this time, the hunting emperor made a very strange move - knock his head towards the ground.