"Do you think it''s strange why I''m not dead?"


    Yang Xuan kept walking, his clothes were floating, and looked at Jiang Mingyue with a smile.


    "How did you... Do it?"


    Jiang Mingyue retreated again and again, and her eyes were full of deep shock and fear.


    At the moment, Pang Hong didn''t do it again. He looked at Yang Xuan with the same eyes, but his fear only accounted for 30%, but his shock accounted for 70%, as if he didn''t expect Yang Xuan to break the poison fog so easily.


    The poison fog was extremely poisonous. Even he dared not say he could dissolve it. Who knows, Yang Xuan not only broke the poison fog, but also didn''t hurt at all.


    "I see. Your body... Is not afraid of poison attack?"


    Jiang Mingyue retreated as if she had guessed something.


    "Smart, I''m really not afraid of any poison attack. Of course, your water of all evils is not strong. If I hadn''t carried the reincarnation spirit and suppressed most of the poison fog, I would have been badly hurt."


    Yang Xuan opened his mouth lightly and spread out his right hand at will. In the center of his palm, a white halo like a flame flickered and brightened. In the halo, it was clear that every drop of gray and black liquid was rotating. What was it, not the water of all evil?


    Reincarnation of Wu soul is said to wipe out everything, but all this needs to be based on strong cultivation. With Yang Xuan''s cultivation today, he can only suppress this drop of water of all evil with all his strength.


    "Your reincarnation martial spirit... Is so strong..."


    Jiang Mingyue''s face was very ugly.


    "Everything in heaven and earth can''t break away from reincarnation. Although my cultivation is far from enough to give full play to the real power of reincarnation Wu soul, it is also enough to suppress your water of all evil."


    When Yang Xuan spoke, he released a powerful spiritual force and destroyed Jiang Mingyue''s spiritual brand in the water of all evil. After losing this spiritual brand, Jiang Mingyue lost control of the water of all evil.


    In other words, this drop of water of all evils has now become an ownerless thing. Yang Xuan didn''t spend much effort and soon left his own spiritual brand in this water.


    This is a sacrifice. From now on, this drop of water of all evil will become his private property and under his control.


    "You..."


    Jiang Mingyue''s pupil shrinks sharply, and his fear is even worse. Only he knows how terrible this drop of evil water is. If Yang Xuan turns his head and offers it to him, he can''t resist it.


    "As the saying goes, the other way also cures the other body. Next, let you taste what the so-called ten thousand poisons eat the heart is like."


    The voice was still there. Yang Xuan rushed out of his body and came to Jiang Mingyue in the twinkling of an eye. At such a close distance, Jiang Mingyue didn''t even have time to dodge, so he was shrouded in the water of all evil offered by Yang Xuan.


    Boom!


    The water of all evils rose up against the storm and turned into a large toxic fog like a swamp, which wrapped Jiang Mingyue''s whole person inside and outside. Jiang Mingyue immediately struggled in the crazy toxic fog like a drowning man.


    "No, I''m the descendant of the ancient emperor and the next successor of the ancient Tianting. How could I die here?"


    Jiang Mingyue roared and burst out with purple thunder like a tide, trying to destroy the poison fog with terrible thunder power.


    "It''s useless. MY reincarnation spirit is in this poisonous fog. Your thunder power and everything about you are suppressed by reincarnation."


    Yang Xuan shook his head and quietly looked at Jiang Mingyue, walking towards the abyss of death step by step.


    "Ah ah!"


    A series of shrill and miserable cries were issued, and Jiang Mingyue begged for mercy in fear, "stop, I swear I won''t be enemy with you in this life."


    "It''s too late. Blame it on you. You shouldn''t provoke me."


    Yang Xuan looked on coldly without the slightest intention of stopping.


    "I''m... Unwilling!"


    Another scream, Jiang Mingyue soon turned into a pool of corpse water, which was completely erased from the world.


    This scene also made Pang Hong shudder not far away.


    Jiang Mingyue actually died like this, and the death was so miserable. Pang Hong didn''t expect it, but his enemy was dead after all. Whether he killed it or not, he felt a sense of happiness at this moment.


    "Good death, good death! Ha ha..."


    For a moment, he couldn''t help laughing.


    "The murderer always kills, which is also the fate of the weak."


    Yang Xuanping Jing tunnel.


    "Jiang Mingyue is dead. What are you going to do with me?"


    Pang Hong suddenly stopped smiling and looked at Yang Xuan with a dignified face.


    In the final analysis, they are not friends, and since Yang Xuan killed Jiang Mingyue, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not continue to kill him.


    "I have no grievances or enmities with you, and I have never thought of dealing with you. I''m afraid you are careless."


    Leaving a word, Yang Xuan strode to the distance. With the collapse and smashing of the palace in the distance, a huge and ancient purple coffin was revealed, and nine times out of ten there were the remains of a generation of fairy king Zixiao.


    The Immortal King''s remains are still there, and there may not be no inheritance in them. Since Yang Xuan met them, how could he miss them?


    Although the autopsy was not very authentic, he had no scruples. He was nothing more than a dead fairy king. If the other party was still alive, he turned around and left without saying a word.


    "Thank you. Although I can''t be friends with you, I will never be enemies with you."


    Pang Hong didn''t follow him. He didn''t want to but didn''t dare. He arched his hand at Yang Xuanyuan''s back, and then turned and flew out of Zixiao thunder city for a moment.


    Today''s Zixiao thunder city is no longer completely closed. Pang Hong found a void crack and plunged into it. In the twinkling of an eye, Kung Fu disappeared.


    Yang Xuan ignored Pang Hong. He came to the purple coffin and bowed a big gift. "Younger generation Yang Xuan, I''m lucky to come here. If there is any blasphemy, I hope the Immortal King won''t be surprised."


    Then he put his hand on the coffin cover and pulled it out.


    Boom!


    As soon as the coffin lid was opened, there was a great momentum from it. It was the supreme immortal power of the fairy king. Although it was fleeting, it also shocked Yang Xuan all over and almost didn''t be suppressed to the ground.


    "The fairy king is worthy of being a fairy king. Even if it is a skeleton, the immortal power left behind is not what I can resist."


    With emotion, Yang Xuan looked down into the coffin and saw a white bone lying quietly inside, a powerful remains condensed like Amethyst, on which strands of purple electricity can be seen from time to time.


    "Offended."


    Yang xuanmo read, raised his hand and photographed a jade slip next to the remains, pasted it in the center of his eyebrows to check.


    Sure enough, Zixiao God Lei Jue is left in the jade slips, which is similar to many thunder magic powers.


    "Zixiao God thunder formula is of no use to me. It''s these thunder magic powers. I can practice them well and greatly improve my combat power."


    The thunder magic power is famous for killing and cutting, not to mention the power inherited by the Zixiao fairy king.


    For example, a magical power called "big thunder technique" once shocked the ten fairyland and was feared by the immortals and demons.