Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

"Unexpectedly, that guy Cheng Siming likes you so much that even such things can be passed on to you."

As he spoke, a strong momentum broke out on him, which made Yang Xuan feel some pressure.

After all, the strength gap of the third realm is too big, which can't be made up for.

Looking at the black robed man slowly approaching himself, Yang Xuan bit his teeth and took a step back.

"You have no sense of shame for bullying the small. I won't play with you today!"

As soon as the voice fell, Yang Xuan's figure had turned into a streamer. He immediately ran out and looked at the man in black for a moment.

No, when did this boy become so slippery?

Although Yang Xuan has read a lot of books and learned a lot from them, it can only make him more intelligent, not become a nerd.

In a situation like this, where there is a huge gap in strength, even intelligence and foreign objects have lost their role. If you don't run, you will only have a dead end.

But of course, the black robed man wouldn't let Yang Xuan escape so easily. He yelled at the direction Yang Xuan fled out.

"Want to run? Can you run away? I will kill you today!"

As soon as the voice fell, the man in black closed his eyes, and an invisible ripple came out of his body, chasing after Yang Xuan at a very fast speed.

After feeling something strange coming from behind, Yang Xuan took time to look back and was shocked.

What is this? It's so fast!

It is no exaggeration to say that this speed has exceeded all the flying Lingbao and spirit beasts Yang Xuan has seen so far, and once refreshed Yang Xuan's cognitive online.

"No, I'm about to be caught up. It's so strange. I'm afraid it's bad to be caught up..."

Yang Xuan thought anxiously, and the speed at his feet was a little faster.

But the speed is still not enough. The ripples behind him are getting closer and closer, and they are about to catch up with him.

Just when Yang Xuan was a little desperate, he suddenly felt the spirit beast bag trembling around his waist, and then a dark little head poked out of the spirit beast bag and looked curiously.

Yang Xuan quickly shouted, "Xiao Hei, what are you doing? This is not the time for mischief. Hurry in!"

Being scolded by Yang Xuan, Xiao Hei not only didn't mean to go back, but raised his head and opened his mouth, and shouted with some dissatisfaction.

"Haw haw!"

"Stop yelling. I can't understand you now!"

"Haw haw!"

"Brother, look at what's going on behind you!"

Xiao Hei was stunned for a moment, stretched his neck hard and looked at the rear.

This look almost opened its eyes!

"Haw!"

Being called by Xiaohei, Yang Xuan was upset. He simply didn't say it well. He stretched out his hand and pressed Xiaohei's head in.

As soon as he touched Xiaohei's forehead, he immediately struggled fiercely. In a hurry, he bit Yang Xuan's finger.

"Ah! What are you doing!"

Yang Xuan was about to scold as soon as he opened his mouth, but the next moment he suddenly felt something strange about himself.

A wonderful feeling filled his body instantly, like a warm current flowing from every blood vessel and vein. He looked down and was surprised to find that it was because of Xiaohei!

Now Xiaohei has lost his usual naughty appearance, and his body is paved with a misty white light, which flows into Yang Xuan's body like a flowing water flow.

At the same time, Yang Xuan's foot was like stepping on a gust of breeze, the speed increased sharply, and the distance between himself and the ripple was far away.

"This......" Yang Xuan looked at his feet with some surprise, and said with a slightly happy face: "is it the function of Dapeng's blood?"

Although it can't be really determined, Yang Xuan can be sure that it has something to do with Xiaohei. After all, this guy is still biting on his finger.

"All right, all right, let's go back for a walk!"

With such a speed that he could ignore everything, Yang Xuan immediately played with great wonder and stared at the black robed man in the distance.

He has been able to guess that the reason why the black robed man can come out of the wind and sand is mostly the Deputy patriarch, and now the strange state is improved because of the Deputy patriarch.

Yang Xuan once saw in his book that in addition to the natural promotion methods, any means that can improve the realm in a short time has huge defects, and this defect will become more and more serious with the passage of time.

Of course, Yang Xuan would not believe that black robed people improve their realm through natural cultivation, so there is only one possibility left.

"After so long, I'm afraid you can't hold on?" In order to prove his conjecture, Yang Xuan immediately opened his mouth and tried a sentence.

Sure enough, the next moment the black robed man trembled slightly, as if he had been stabbed by Yang Xuan.

Without opening his eyes, the black robed man murmured two words in his mouth, and a ripple appeared behind him. He came after Yang Xuan in the opposite direction.

For a time, Yang Xuan fell into the dilemma surrounded by two ripples. He came over one after another. This time, even if Yang Xuan had a faster speed, he couldn't hide.

"Hahaha, this is the great dream immortal Dharma that I just obtained. Let's open a knife with you!"

Hearing this sentence, Yang Xuan couldn't help feeling that he was a little envious of the black robed man. At this level, the easy attack was already a means to point directly at the soul and attack the spirit.

At the same time, Yang Xuan finally knew what the ripple behind him was. It was the power of the soul of the black robed man!

There is no doubt that Yang Xuan is destined to fail in this battle!

For nothing else, at least now Yang Xuan doesn't even know how to mobilize the power of the soul. There's no way at all.

Now both sides have been sealed and can't escape. Seeing the shock wave of the two great dream immortal methods getting closer and closer, Yang Xuan has no other way but to pray.

"Little Panther... Uncle Panther... Wake up quickly!"

"Boom!"

Before Yang Xuan finished praying, a violent noise suddenly exploded, shaking his heart. The ripples on both sides in front of and behind him had been completely blown up by a violent aura.

Did the little Panther manifest?

Yang Xuan was stunned and found that there was no breath of the little panther. It was still sleeping.

Then a loud bell like voice came out.

"The people in the National Palace dare to move. What are you?"