"Little rabbit, it''s time for you to die."


    As soon as the release of the heavenly demon emperor was out of trouble, his eyes full of hate immediately locked Yang Xuan here.


    Up to now, he has forgotten that the original intention of coming here is to win the eight gates of life and death. He just wants to kill Yang Xuan to vent his anger. If it weren''t for dealing with this boy, how could he be in trouble for a long time.


    If he had not possessed the twelve winged demons, if his cultivation was not high enough, I''m afraid he would be completely trapped today.


    Whenever he thought of this, he couldn''t restrain his anger.


    "Who lives and who dies, we''ll know later."


    Yang Xuan stood with his hands down, even the purgatory sword was put away, and looked at the demon emperor coldly.


    Although the twelve winged demons are powerful, there is an old ghost. The end of releasing the emperor of demons must end with death.


    "Evil beast, you are too crazy. Don''t think you can rest easy with a Taoist protector protecting you."


    The demon emperor was so angry that he almost couldn''t help shooting Yang Xuan.


    "Thief!"


    Su ziyao shouted. Although Yan Ruyue and other women didn''t speak, their faces were full of worry.


    "Don''t worry, because my husband''s life is hard, a troubled demon emperor can''t kill me."


    Yang Xuan was calm and not afraid of danger.


    He raised his head, black silk flying all over his head, looked at the demon emperor without fear, and said, "don''t you want my eight gates of life and death? Come on, I''ll stand here and see what you can do to me?"


    "Die!"


    Emperor Shi Tianmo was furious. He crossed the sky one step and grabbed Yang Xuan with his hand. The speed was incredible.


    "If you want to deal with him, you have to ask me if I agree."


    With a cold hum, the space in front of Yang Xuan suddenly turned violently, like a deep bottomless mire.


    As soon as the emperor''s big hand reached into it, he felt a terrible space tearing force coming to crush his flesh and soul, and immediately got scared and retreated.


    This retreat is hundreds of feet.


    "The profound meaning of dachengjing space!"


    Shi Tianmo emperor looks uncertain, and his cultivation is as high as him. Up to now, he has only understood the profound meaning of triple space. Unexpectedly, the mysterious man hidden in the dark has mastered the profound meaning of Dacheng territory space.


    Among many profound meanings of martial arts, the most difficult to understand is the profound meaning of space and time, and a person who can understand the profound meaning of space in Dacheng environment will not be low in both talent and cultivation.


    "Is it really an emperor, and his cultivation is higher than me!"


    Shi Tianmo emperor looked dignified and had a retreat in his heart. The other party''s cultivation was really higher than him. In addition, he also mastered the profound meaning of Dacheng territory space. There was no doubt that he would die if he stayed.


    Seeing the frightened look on the face of the emperor, Yang Xuan couldn''t help laughing and joked: "don''t you want to kill me? Why did you quit?"


    Emperor Shi Tianmo''s face was very gloomy. He looked through the mountain protection array of the sword palace and shouted, "Your Excellency, you are so high in cultivation and sharp in means. When I recover from my injury, I will come to experience your skill."


    The voice was still there. He was ready to escape. There were twelve winged demons. His combat power soared twelve times. He was confident that he could break the blockade of the world.


    "I hope old Ming will leave this demon!"


    Yang Xuan watched his words and expressions and hurriedly asked old Ming to do it.


    It was not easy to attract the release of the demon emperor this time. He didn''t want this guy to escape.


    "To keep him, I have to show up."


    The indifferent voice sounded, and a tall figure appeared beside Yang Xuan out of thin air.


    This is a burly, majestic, mysterious man wearing ancient coir raincoat and no vitality.


    Because he wore a black cloak on his head, no one could see his true face clearly, and no one dared to peep with Qi watching skill.


    "Is this elder martial brother Yang Xuan''s protector?"


    Many sword palace disciples stared at the coir raincoat man standing proudly beside Yang Xuan.


    Needless to say, the man in coir raincoat is old and dressed as before without any change. The more so, the more mysterious and awe inspiring.


    "I''ve seen old Ming."


    Yang Xuan turned around and saluted with a respectful attitude. If there were not a dark old man today, the consequences would be unimaginable.


    Whether Ming always obeys the orders of Xiaoyao Xianjun, or in order to get the holy fruit of the yellow spring and regain vitality, he is full of gratitude to Ming.


    He will never forget this kindness.


    "Old Ming?"


    The world was extremely quiet. Although it was not the first time to hear Yang Xuan shout this name, everyone, including the sword God Gu tongxuan, saw the real body of Ming Lao for the first time.


    "Is this really a strong emperor?"


    Countless people were stunned. In their eyes, old Ming didn''t have the breath of dominating heaven and earth. He didn''t have any vitality.


    A person has no vitality. It''s reasonable to say that he should die. How strange this situation looks.


    "You are... A corpse puppet!"


    The pupil of emperor Shi Tianmo contracted sharply and finally saw something.


    Corpse puppets, derived from the art of refining corpses, are not uncommon in the world of heaven, but the vast majority of corpse puppets are not smart and their strength will not be very strong.


    But Ming Lao is clearly a corpse puppet. He has both super intelligence and much stronger strength than him, which is incredible.


    "Sister Ruyue, do you know what a corpse puppet is?"


    Outside the crape myrtle courtyard, Shen Yuexin looked at old Ming and Yan Ruyue around her, and asked curiously.


    Among them, Yan Ruyue has the strongest strength and the most insight.


    "Corpse puppets are puppets, but different from ordinary puppets, they are made from the corpses of warriors or monsters."


    The speaker is not Yan Ruyue, but Yi Xiuer. After all, she is from a rich family in the holy world. Her knowledge is no worse than Yan Ruyue.


    "True or false?"


    Shen Yuexin was surprised. She couldn''t believe that Ming was always a human puppet.


    "Sister Ruyue, is what sister Xiuer said true?"


    Gu Qingying asked with her big flexible eyes.


    "It''s true."


    Yan Ruyue nodded.


    "Really, wow, this is incredible!"


    Gu Qingying was surprised.


    Similarly, many sword palace disciples were stunned.


    Everyone thought Yang Xuan''s protector was a godless emperor. He never thought that the other party was a lifeless corpse puppet.


    Wait, not only is it a corpse puppet, but also has the strength of the emperor. Doesn''t it say that this is a living emperor corpse.


    "Unexpectedly, I didn''t expect that I, Jiang Tianshu, could see a legendary emperor''s body with my own eyes in my lifetime!"


    Tianshu Shenjun sighed.


    On one side, Gu tongxuan smiled and said nothing. What is the emperor''s corpse? This mysterious pre cultivation of life called Minglao surpasses the emperor. He can kill any martial artist below Dongtian just by his flesh, and his strength is thorough.


    "Emperor corpse!"


    Emperor Shi Tianmo''s eyes were awe inspiring, and he also recognized that Ming was always an emperor''s corpse. He said in a deep voice: "who is your excellency, and why do you want to protect a small warrior with divine power?"


    "The little warrior of the divine power realm, you mean him?"


    Old Ming pointed to Yang Xuan.