"This must be an ancient relic!" Yang Xuan looked dignified. Although he didn''t know what kind of monster this big guy was, he also knew that this fierce beast was an ancient relic.


    As long as it is an ancient relic, it goes without saying its strength. Moreover, there are prohibitions and suppression accomplishments in this ghost place, and Yang Xuan dare not entangle with it.


    He urged the invisibility array of the shadow cloak and ran away at the same time.


    "Ow, ow..."


    The bloody wolf lost the trace of its prey. Naturally, he was angry, but there was nothing he could do, because he never felt the location of his prey. Finally, he could only roar and leave angrily.


    For a long time, under a strange plant, a figure appeared out of thin air. It was not Yang Xuan or who. Although the bloody wolf had gone far, he was still in a cold sweat.


    This is because of the shadow cloak. Without it, even if he tried his best to urge the blood wings, he might not be able to escape the pursuit of the beast.


    Whoosh!


    When the mind was flashing, the breaking wind came, and more than a dozen figures rushed to it. The first was a fat old man with white hair, a blue robe and wrinkles on his face.


    The white haired old man is very old, and he doesn''t know how many years he has been practicing. He has the cultivation of returning to the same territory and five Heaven. However, this underground world has strong prohibitions, and he can give full play to the combat power of heaven, man and three or four heaven at most.


    Behind him, a group of young men all have the cultivation of Vientiane realm.


    At the moment, they should be on the run. Except that the white haired old man was a little calm, everyone else was disheveled, pale and embarrassed.


    There are countless people searching for treasure in the demon emperor''s tomb. It''s not strange to meet people on the road.


    This group of people didn''t intend to talk to Yang Xuan, the boy of the double heaven in the Vientiane realm, but the two young people behind the white haired old man looked at Yang Xuan. One of them immediately pointed to Yang Xuan and shouted, "elder, it''s him. It''s this boy who killed elder martial brother Zhan."


    "What, he killed Zhan Hongfang?" the white haired old man stopped and stood more than ten meters away from Yang Xuan. He said coldly, "boy, you are so bold that you dare to kill my Qingyun sect disciple."


    "It''s just a useless waste. Kill it and then kill it. Keeping it is also a waste of sect resources. You Qingyun sect don''t have to thank me."


    Yang Xuan said faintly that he had recognized that the two young people were the people who accompanied Zhan Hongfang to Fulai restaurant that day, and the silver haired old man needless to say was the elder of Qingyun sect.


    Hearing Yang Xuan''s words, a group of young disciples of Qingyun sect vomited blood angrily, which was too arrogant. Killing them, Qingyun sect disciples not only did not plead guilty, but also said what they kept to waste sect resources, so that they don''t have to thank Qingyun sect.


    "Damn you, you bastard." the white haired old man has a gloomy face and a murderous mind. His name is Wang Hailin. He is an inner sect elder of Qingyun sect. He once instructed Zhan Hongfang to practice. Who knows that Zhan Hongfang died this time and died in the hands of the boy in front of him.


    "Old man, I advise you not to act rashly, or we''ll finish playing with some ancient relics." Yang Xuan sneered and showed no fear. This is also because his cultivation was suppressed in the demon emperor''s grave. If he was outside, he would not dare to provoke the strong ones who returned to the same territory.


    "It''s just a yellow child. I can kill you by flicking my fingers." Wang Hailin raised his hand, pointed it into a knife, waved it forward, and immediately a knife awn broke through the air and cut it at Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan''s eyes coagulated and jumped to avoid.


    "Dare you hide!?" Wang Hailin was surprised and angry. He seemed to have never thought that Yang Xuan could escape his inevitable blow, especially in front of a group of disciples behind him. Suddenly, he couldn''t hang on his face. The whole person turned into a remnant and rushed to Yang Xuan.


    "Why do you want to kill me?" Yang Xuan was young and full of momentum. With a heavy step on his feet, he urged his blood wings to rise in the air and avoided Wang Hailin''s attack. At the same time, one vertical was more than ten meters high, and a sword split out. In an instant, a sharp sword flew out of the air and cut off to a group of young leaders of Qingyun Sect on the ground not far away.


    "Beast, don''t hurt people!" Wang Hailin blew his beard and stared, jumped several feet in a moment, his hand was like an eagle''s claw, and grabbed the sword Qi.


    Although his accomplishments in the demon emperor''s tomb were greatly suppressed, he was finally a strong person in the same territory. His speed and strength were several times stronger than Yang Xuan. He just stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The sword Qi emitted by Yang Xuan was puffed and smashed immediately.


    Rao is so. More than a dozen young martial artists of Qingyun sect behind Wang Hailin were shocked. They all felt the horror of the sword just now. Everyone asked themselves and knew that they couldn''t stop it.


    "Elder, this boy is terrible. He must not be allowed to leave alive. No, then he will suffer endless." a young man shouted in a frightened voice.


    "Take my palm." Wang Hailin also knew that Yang Xuan was a disaster. Raising his hand was a palm. His palm strength was blue and made a crackling sound. It was the interweaving of thunder and lightning, which turned into a huge thunder and lightning palm as big as a mountain, and photographed Yang Xuan in the sky.


    This was obviously a powerful secret skill. Yang Xuan didn''t dare to meet it. As soon as his blood wings vibrated, he hurried back.


    "Want to go, have you asked me?" Wang Hailin saw that Yang Xuan wanted to slip away. He blushed and his neck was thick. He was a strong man in the same territory. If he couldn''t win a boy in the Vientiane territory, he would make people laugh and lose face.


    "Ha ha, you can catch up with me if you have the ability." Yang Xuan smiled wildly and turned into a blood shadow.


    "Madman, I can''t spare you." Wang Hailin roared, regardless of the group of disciples behind him, he tried his best to chase Yang Xuan.


    "Annihilating thunder light!" he was very fast. He raised his palm while chasing. The thunder light in the palm flickered and spewed out a blazing light, which turned into a gorgeous lightning beam and flew forward.


    This is also a terrible secret skill of thunder attribute. It belongs to one of the unique town school skills of Qingyun sect. It can penetrate the stars with extreme cultivation and power.


    "Smashed body and bones fist!" Yang Xuan''s backhand is a fist, which uses the ancient inheritance secret skill. The light of the red gold of the right fist shines, and a fist burst out. It is completely condensed by the fiery flame, with a strong breath.


    Boom!


    The light beam collided with the fist force, the blue lightning collided with the red gold flame, and the explosion void was shocked. The pieces of Qi force swept away, leaving the earth full of holes, and many vegetation cracked on the spot.


    "Stealth!"


    In this huge explosion, Yang Xuan inspired the invisibility array of the shadow cloak. He hid his body into the void. Instead, he turned around and killed the group of young disciples of Qingyun sect, ready to give Wang Hailin some color to see, so that he knew that although his cultivation was not high, he was not easy to provoke.


    ……


    "Ah, what''s going on? Why did he kill him?"


    "Senior brothers, let''s kill him together."


    "Kill!"


    Looking at Yang Xuan whose birth form suddenly appeared in front of him, a group of young disciples of Qingyun sect were shocked and angry, that is, they were temporarily absent-minded. All of them shot. For a time, the light of this area was as vast as an ocean, sweeping towards Yang Xuan.


    With a Shua, Yang Xuan urged his blood wings to avoid, and looked down at a group of young people below at a height of seven or eight meters. The highest cultivation of these people was jiuchongtian in Vientiane. Yang Xuan didn''t pay attention at all.


    With his current strength, the martial arts in Vientiane is not enough. He uses war puppets and dark martial spirits and is confident to fight the strong at the peak of heaven and man.


    "Damn it, where did this boy come from? A human can grow wings!"


    "It must be a powerful martial spirit. It''s too fast. We can''t hit him at all."


    "What should I do? Why hasn''t the elder come back?"


    A group of young disciples of Qingyun sect did not expect that Yang Xuan''s strength was so strong that they were at a loss.


    "Kill!" Yang Xuan was not idle. He dived down from a commanding position and launched a fierce attack on the Qingyun sect disciples. With a flash of sword light, three young men were killed by him.


    "Ah, run away, we are not his opponents." all the living people were frightened and fled one by one.


    "Little beast, I Qingyun sect and you don''t share the same fate." Yang Xuan was about to hunt down, and an angry scream came not far away.


    "Old dog, we''ll meet again. Then it''s your time to die." with a cold hum, Yang Xuan''s body twinkled and flapped his blood wings away.


    "Elder, elder martial brother Qiu, elder martial brother Zhang and elder martial brother Feng were killed by him." a group of young disciples from Qingyun sect were red in eyes, angry and frightened. It was too terrible. They were defeated by one person.


    It was just in time for Wang Hailin to come back, so that the other party was afraid, otherwise they would have been destroyed.


    "Blood debts need blood compensation. Go out and summon the sect immediately and let some experts of the sect guard the exit of the demon emperor''s grave." Wang Hailin ordered, with a cold and ruthless voice.


    "What about you, elder?" a disciple asked.


    "Of course I''m going to chase and kill the little beast." Wang Hailin hated Yang Xuan to the bone. How can Yang Xuan escape? In a word, he chased Yang Xuan in the direction he went far away.


    A group of Qingyun sect disciples were stunned and left the demon emperor''s grave one after another. They wanted to send the news back to the sect. In this way, a large number of experts arrived, and Yang Xuan could not escape.


    ……


    Flying out for more than ten miles, Yang Xuan put away his blood wings and stopped to breathe a little.


    If he was outside, he would not be so tired, but this underground world suppressed the cultivation of martial artists, and he could mobilize much less Zhenyuan.


    About a few minutes later, the real yuan in the air sea became full.


    Suddenly, Yang Xuan sensed something. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the distance. He saw a figure flying by. It was Wang Hailin.


    "Shit, this old guy is really Haunted!" Yang Xuanyin scolded. He entered the demon emperor''s grave to look for opportunities. Unexpectedly, he didn''t find opportunities, but he attracted a mad dog.