Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

However, if the golden figure knew his idea, he might return and destroy him.

After all, the value of Qipin lingcao is much more than that magic mirror, but it is not very useful for Yang Xuan at present.

Looking at the place where Li Lao disappeared, he sighed. He picked up the wooden sword in his hand again.

The wooden sword is just the length of the forearm. It's not too much to say it's a dagger. It's red all over. It's like the sword commonly used by Jianghu warlocks. It's very simple. It's just that a strange symbol is engraved on the sword.

"This is!"

Yang Xuan just looked at the symbol and suddenly showed a different color on his face.

This is exactly the shape of the rune that those big people want to seize.

"With this talisman pattern, it seems that the sword will not be bad!"

There was a trace of joy in his heart. The loss of Changsheng sword had become a fact. In that case, it would be good to change a better weapon.

He tried to wave the wooden sword twice, but there was no response. After hesitating for a moment, he immediately injected a trace of spiritual power into it.

For a moment, the wooden sword seemed to be ignited, and a light red flame lit up on the surface, and the fluctuation of spiritual power was very strong.

"Good thing!"

Yang Xuan's eyes lit up and increased the input of spiritual power. The wooden sword suddenly glowed, and a heat wave gushed out of it.

He chopped a sword at the ground in front of him, and a red ripple immediately flew out, cutting out a big pit more than one meter deep. There was even a flame burning on the soil.

The grass around was turned into fly ash, and the flame was so domineering that even the soil was being burned.

Yang Xuan was very satisfied and waved his hand. The flames suddenly disappeared.

"Good life is strange. This flame is unusual. If it is used against the enemy, the effect must be wonderful."

With a secret way in his heart, he was ready to take the wooden sword back, but the spiritual power in his body was still pouring out.

"What's going on?"

Yang Xuan frowned and was about to take action. In his forehead Lingtai, a violent force suddenly came out.

"No!" He exclaimed, quickly put the wooden sword aside, sat down cross legged, calmed down, and began to guide the spiritual power.

In the last stage of cultivating Liyan Jue before, this spiritual riot occurred every time, and now the situation is similar.

He guided the spiritual power to flow in the meridians, and finally gathered on the right arm. The whole arm became very red and green veins burst out, which was ferocious.

"Right now!"

Yang Xuan roared and pointed to the sky with one hand. The red beam suddenly rose into the sky. After a long time, it dissipated slowly.

After the violent power in his body was completely dredged, he slowly stood up, frowned and recalled the details just now.

Just now, he didn't get away from the fire. It's reasonable that there shouldn't be such a riot.

"Is it the wooden sword?"

After his spiritual power automatically flowed into the wooden sword, the spiritual power in the wooden sword also spread a little, and finally flowed into his Lingtai, which led to the spiritual power riot.

"Although the uprising just now was strong, it seemed that there was less sense of irritability and chaos. It was much easier to dredge it."

His heart kept thinking. At this time, not far away, a team of cars and horses came slowly.

Yang Xuan looked up, but Jiang Huang brought a team of people and horses and was coming towards him.

"Young brother, are you okay?"

Turmeric got off the horse from a distance and ran towards Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan gave him a faint look and said, "please worry about the Lord Jiang. I won't hurt you."

Although it was polite, his tone was a little cold. Jiang Huang naturally knew the reason. After an embarrassed smile, he said, "it's okay, it's okay, little brother Yang, let's go!"

Yang Xuan nodded and took the same carriage with emperor Jiang.

"Brother Yang, what happened today..."

"Lord Jiang doesn't have to say much. I know everything. Naturally, I won't blame you. Just, I hope you can keep your promise when you go back."

"This:" emperor Jiang looked hesitant and glanced at Yang Xuan.

"What, Lord Jiang, if you break the contract?"

Yang Xuan frowned, the cultivation of the third realm suddenly surged out, and the whole carriage fell into a cold.

The message of this transmission array is very important to him. Therefore, he even doesn't hesitate to make an enemy. If emperor Jiang breaks the contract, it is naturally unacceptable to him.

Jiang Huang was also frightened by the change of Yang Xuan. He quickly waved his hand and said, "not so, little brother Yang. I already have the news you want, but are you leaving so soon?"

Yang Xuan picked up his eyebrows and naturally understood the meaning of Jiang Huang. After a moment of silence, he said, "Lord Jiang, Zhao Huxiu is profound. It's really not the next person."

He picked out the words directly and stopped Jiang Huang's idea.

Zhao Hu, who is in the middle of the third realm, not only has the Lingtai at the Dantian completely filled up, but also many Lingtai at other acupoints in his body have been formed. His deep cultivation is far beyond his reach.

Most importantly, Zhao Hu's attack means are obviously much more than him. The flying shuttle alone makes it difficult for him to deal with, let alone face-to-face.

Jiang Huang was disappointed and silent.

Now, the only two third boundary friars in the state of Jiang have fallen, and even the treasure of the town has turned into fly ash, which has completely lost the capital to resist the state of Qi Feng.

Once the war begins, there will be no doubt of defeat!

Now, because of the emergence of those big people, the two countries have temporarily stopped fighting, giving Jiang a chance to breathe. But if Yang Xuan leaves here, no matter how long the armistice is, it will only last.

Jiang Huang lowered his head and remained silent for a long time. Finally, as if he had made a major decision, Huoran raised his head, looked at Yang Xuan and said solemnly, "young brother, I want to make another deal with you."

"Lord Jiang, I said that Zhao Hu's realm is profound. With my current strength..."

"What if I can improve your cultivation?"

Jiang Huang looked serious, stared into Yang Xuan's eyes and interrupted his words.

Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment, waiting for his following, but he was not talking.

The motorcade was moving slowly on the plain. The wheels rolled over the green grass and made a "crack" sound, leaving a deep trace behind.

The former convenience was the dividing line. The vitality of the immortal sword did not spread there. The green gradually disappeared, and the withered and yellow weeds had no toughness. After being trampled down by the sergeant, they did not stand up again. More people walked, and gradually formed a road.

Inside the car, it was quiet.

Jiang Huang glanced at Yang Xuan's face and said in a deep voice, "young brother, remember what I told you before. Under the palace of Jiang, it is the intersection of heaven and earth."