"There is no hope of becoming an immortal. That''s relative to outsiders. For you, black Qi is just a cover, which can help you break free from bondage and shield the secret of heaven. From now on, it''s better than the Immortal Emperor, and it''s difficult to calculate all your information."


    The six immortals smiled, and with a flick of his hand, he put the cultivation tips of the art of black luck and his great understanding of the art of black luck into Yang Xuan''s brain.


    "Master, please accept my worship."


    Yang Xuan bowed and worshipped. After all, the six immortals saved his life, which was also worth his great gift.


    "Good, good."


    The six Immortal King nodded and then said, "this heavenly maze was obtained by the master in the past years. It is a half step creation artifact. This is officially given to you. With this thing in hand, you will get twice the result with half the effort in the future."


    "Thank you, master."


    Yang Xuan is another gift. He has felt that the space and time flow rate of the tenth floor is very slow. One day of cultivation here is equal to one month outside.


    "Alas, the shadow of my will will will soon disappear. There are only so many people who can help you. When you enter the fairyland someday, you can find me at Moke mountain in the north of the fairyland."


    "Master... Still alive?" Yang Xuan was surprised.


    "Ha ha, I''ve been calculated by others for my teacher. I was suppressed at the foot of Moke mountain. Although I have no worries about my life, I can''t break the seal. Now I have a relationship with you as a teacher and apprentice. First, I have a relationship with you, and second, I hope you can help me out one day."


    "I will live up to the Buddha''s expectations."


    "It''s not urgent for a while. Remember, if you''re a teacher, you''re not in the fairy kingdom. Remember that it''s unreliable. It''s near Moke mountain. It''s one of the ten Jedi in the ancient fairy world. It''s very dangerous."


    The voice was still there, and the figure of the six fairy kings gradually faded until they disappeared.


    "Fairyland? I will reach it. That day will not be too long."


    Yang Xuannan whispered to himself. He immediately sat on the ground and secretly practiced the art of black luck.


    The art of black luck is the famous and unique skill of the ancient Immortal Emperor black emperor. Once released, it can not only pollute people''s Qi and vitality, but also devour his popularity and expand himself, isolate himself from all natural mystery detection, and have unpredictable ability.


    What surprised Yang Xuan most was that this technique also had some origins with the great curse technique and the great disaster technique. In fact, the great curse technique and the great disaster technique were created by imitating the black luck. The superposition of the two can also give play to one percent of the power of the black luck technique. This shows how powerful the black luck technique is.


    Perhaps he had mastered the relationship between the great curse and the great disaster, and Yang Xuan''s practice of black luck was smooth. Of course, this was also because the six immortals taught him complete black luck and many insights. Otherwise, it would be impossible to practice black luck for thousands of years.


    Time passed slowly. A few days later, Yang Xuan finally opened his eyes. With his idea, a dark mist suddenly appeared on his head.


    This is his aura. One thought is black, and another thought can turn purple.


    It can be said that his Qi is still ranked as Tianpin, but outside, he is covered with a layer of black gas to cover the secret of heaven.


    "Such deception is really powerful."


    After Yang Xuan sighed, he forced a drop of blood essence from his fingertips and began to refine the Tongtian maze. With the will of the six immortals disappearing, the whole Tongtian maze was ownerless.


    Boom


    A drop of blood essence rose into the sky, then turned into a blood mist, and was absorbed by the sky maze.


    At the same time, Yang Xuan also felt with Tongtian maze. An idea flashed, and the whole person broke away, and he held a palm sized palace tower in his hand.


    The palace tower is the labyrinth of heaven. As the owner of this object, Yang Xuan can even kill the enemy. It is a powerful emperor. He is confident that one tower will kill him.


    Even if the accomplishments exceed the emperor, they will be absorbed into the tower and trapped in it.


    "In terms of power, the purgatory sword is not inferior to the sky maze. Unfortunately, I haven''t completely unsealed the nine seals of this sword, otherwise I can kill the emperor by leaps and bounds by relying on this sword alone."


    Purgatory sword is also a half step creation artifact, and the sword is the main killer. Compared with tower artifact, it is naturally more powerful.


    Thinking so, Yang Xuan casually played a finger formula towards the pagoda in his hand. At the next moment, figures appeared out of thin air. It was Xu Yang, the purple Hou, the unknown sword, the boundless moon and the fairy moon Chan who were in the heaven and earth in the tower.


    "What''s going on?"


    "Is this tower... The labyrinth of heaven!"


    Xu Yang and others were not stupid. They soon focused on Yang Xuan and the ten storey Pagoda in his hands.


    If there is no accident, the tower is likely to lead to the sky maze.


    "It''s really a labyrinth."


    Yang Xuan nodded and didn''t explain more about the matter. He looked around and found that the people were standing on an ancient bluestone road stretching for unknown thousands of miles.


    The ancient bluestone Road, needless to say, is the road of kings.


    This road, also known as Tongtian Road, stands in the air, ancient and solemn.


    Directly below, a huge city floats and sinks. From time to time, many people can be seen flying up to the ancient road.


    "What''s the matter? The seal of the lost city has disappeared!"


    "Ha ha, that''s great. We''ve been trapped in this city for a long time. We almost think we''ll never get out again. Who knows, we''re lucky to get out of trouble today. God will never kill me!"


    "Oh, no way, my body, why is it so old so fast? No, I don''t want to die!"


    On the ancient road, there was an excited noise, but before long, people who had just come out of the lost city lost their vitality one after another.


    In a short time, the Lost City sank into the thick fog below. On the ancient blue stone road where Yang Xuan and they were located, there were white bones and mountains, and everything was quiet.


    "They''re all dead. Why are all these people dead?"


    Xu Yang sucked the cool air. The scene was so terrible that it made people cold.


    "Years are merciless. In the Lost City, these people may not be old and die, but once they leave the Lost City, all the time they have experienced will be added to their own bodies and make people die of old age in an instant."


    Yang Xuan spoke faintly. This lost city has existed for a long time. The people in it, regardless of their accomplishments, have lived for too long and can''t bear the sudden erosion of the power of time.


    "So if we stay in the lost city too long, it will be the same end."


    Xu Yangqing was very lucky.


    "Let''s go. This ancient road is still a long way away. I don''t know what dangers we will encounter next. We have to be very careful."


    Yang Xuan waved his hand, then stepped forward and walked towards the ancient road. After receiving the inheritance of the six fairy kings, he didn''t care much about the inheritance of the Zixiao fairy king, but now on the Tongtian Road, he had to go all the way.


    On the king''s road, you can only go forward and not retreat. Maybe at the end, you can successfully leave here.