The purgatory boy''s face turned white and he was panting like an ox. his thin body was also shaky, bright and dark. It was obvious that he was at a disadvantage in the fight with the old man in gold robe.
This is also normal. After all, the spiritual body has not been reshaped. It is possible to deal with an ordinary emperor by relying on the spiritual body alone, but it is difficult to compete with the old emperor like the old man in gold robe.
Looking at the purgatory boy, the gold robed old man''s eyes twinkled and said: "the spirit is very strong, but the body is between the virtual and the real. I''m more and more curious about your origin“
"Don''t spy on me. You can''t see through me."
The purgatory boy snorted coldly. He is the supreme creator spirit, which is by no means comparable to the general spirit. Unless the old man in gold robe surpasses the existence of the emperor, it is impossible to see his details.
"I''m not old enough. I''m not young enough. Don''t think it''s great to take my hand just now."
When the old man in gold robe spoke, he released an imperial power and directly suppressed the purgatory boy.
The purgatory boy looked fearless. Instead, he looked up and said lazily, "you''re still an emperor because you don''t know your shame. Can you only bully the small with the big and oppress others with the force?"
"Ignorant child, I will die today, no matter whether you were a man, a demon, or any other alien."
The old man in golden robe has practiced for tens of thousands of years and seldom gets angry with others. But today, his great grandson was killed and now he was provoked face to face by a child. It''s hard to keep calm for a moment.
"Come on, grandpa is standing here waiting for you to kill."
The purgatory boy waved, as if you could do anything to me.
"Die!"
The old man in gold robe angrily shot, and a sharp and compelling golden light, like a terrible Golden Ocean, twisted the void and rushed to the purgatory boy.
"Broken!"
The purgatory boy waved his hand and sent out a rolling black gas. The black gas rising into the sky condensed but did not disperse. It was Yin and evil. It seemed that it could corrode all things and hit the Golden Ocean heavily.
"Boom"
The violent energy dissipated and formed a violent air wave. At this moment, it was like a huge star burst, eclipsing the world.
"Back!"
Yang Xuan grabbed mu Lingxue and retreated again and again.
"Master, why don''t you take me away? Alas, I''m so poor."
The butterfly emperor was charming and full of grievances, but his eyes were mixed with a trace of panic. He retreated with Yang Xuan almost at full speed.
Even so, the three were swept out by the raging waves, and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.
Especially mu Lingxue, if Yang Xuan hadn''t grabbed her, she would have fallen to the ground. Rao was so weak, and her body was shaky for a while.
"How is it? Is it badly hurt?"
Yang Xuan hugged mu Lingxue and just cared about Mu Lingxue''s injury, but he didn''t care about his own injury.
"It''s OK, cough..."
As soon as mu Lingxue opened her mouth, she coughed up blood. I don''t know when, the veil on her face had already fallen off, revealing a delicate and beautiful face, which is not inferior to the butterfly emperor on one side.
"Come on, take this thing quickly."
Unable to appreciate the beauty, Yang Xuan hurriedly took out a jade bottle from the storage ring. Although there was only a little milky white spring liquid in the bottle, it was the priceless spring of life.
All along, Yang Xuan was not too badly hurt. He was not willing to use it himself.
"What is this?"
Mu Lingxue''s eyes turned with curiosity.
"Whatever it is, open your mouth and drink it."
Yang Xuan urged.
Mu Lingxue was stunned. Finally, she took the jade bottle and poured a drop of life spring into her mouth.
"Master, don''t you have my share? People are badly hurt!"
On one side, the butterfly emperor looked at Yang Xuan pitifully. Even if she just sniffed it gently, she also smelled the powerful breath of life.
This is the fountain of life. One drop can bring life and death, human flesh and bones, and bring people back to life. Ordinary people can greatly prolong their life by taking one drop, and it is no problem to live for thousands of years.
"If you''re not badly hurt, don''t waste it. Here, I''ll give you a sugar pill to relieve your greed."
Yang Xuan glanced at the butterfly emperor and threw a healing pill into her mouth.
"It''s so sweet. Thank you, master."
The butterfly emperor smiled, stood on tiptoe and kissed Yang Xuan''s face quickly.
"What are you doing?"
Mu Lingxue was talking. Seeing that the butterfly emperor suddenly kissed Yang Xuan, she felt very bad.
"Ah, madam, are you jealous? Sorry, Xiaodie is just grateful to her master. She definitely doesn''t want anything."
The butterfly emperor gently covered his small mouth and his expression was very exaggerated. Yang Xuan even saw a bit of banter in her eyes. There was no reason at the bottom of his heart. He was angry and funny. He said, "I''m a clean man. You''re kidding a little."
"Master, calm down. Xiaodie doesn''t dare anymore."
The butterfly emperor is timid.
Knowing that the girl was pretending, Yang Xuan was helpless and speechless. Instead, he smiled at mu Lingxue, "well, Lingxue, don''t mind. It''s impossible for her to talk to me."
"Really!?"
Mu Lingxue is skeptical. The butterfly emperor is not ugly. He is not only not ugly, but also very beautiful. It is difficult to ensure that Yang Xuan will not be attracted to him.
"Why not? Does the master think I''m not beautiful enough?"
The butterfly emperor was unwilling and deliberately put his body close to Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan slightly lowered his head and could see a soul stirring pretty face. He was speechless at once.
"No man is a good thing."
"Ling Xue, you misunderstood me, or I swear to God!"
"No, I don''t believe it."
Hearing what else Yang Xuan wanted to say, he heard roaring and loud noise from afar. Needless to say, it must be the purgatory boy who was fighting with the old man in gold robe.
"No, it''s dangerous here. You two go in first."
Feeling the terrible waves coming, Yang Xuanfei quickly took out the purgatory sword and sent mu Lingxue and the butterfly emperor into the space of the sword.
"I can hold on under my hand for so long without condensing my flesh. I have to say that you were really strong."
"Old miscellaneous Mao, don''t make me anxious, otherwise I want you to look good."
"Where to go?"
"Smelly boy, give me the sword."
"Good!"
Yang Xuan immediately released his big hand, and the purgatory sword immediately turned into a streamer, which was instantly absorbed by the purgatory boy.
"The tiger doesn''t get angry. I really think I''m a sick cat."
With a sword in hand, the whole temperament of the purgatory boy has changed.
In the past, he seemed to be a little foolhardy and evil, but now he has become very solemn and serious, giving people an illusion that he is not a child, but a towering strong man.
"You!"
The gold robed old man was surprised, and then his eyes fixed on the purgatory sword tightly held by the purgatory boy, "this sword is..."