"Hehe, the reason why I don''t kill you is that you are still useful. Otherwise, how can you live now?"


    Yang Xuan smiled and said, "live well. Only if you live can you bring the news of my wedding back to Lingxiao sword Pavilion. If you want to come to your school and learn that I am about to get married, you will send someone with a generous gift to congratulate me."


    As he spoke, he showed a trace of disdain in his eyes. No matter how strong Lingxiao sword Pavilion is and how many experts come, he is completely fearless.


    Below the true immortal, he is invincible!


    With his present strength, there is no need to look at other people''s faces in this mortal world.


    It can be said that the Xiandao world is his next goal.


    This world is just a springboard for him to continue to grow stronger. Sooner or later, he will take everyone to the fairyland to create a legend that has only belonged to him since ancient times.


    "Well, well, I can assure you here that I will send you a big gift from Lingxiao sword Pavilion in a few days."


    Zuo lengchan''s chest fluctuated and his teeth itched with anger.


    Yang Xuan never paid attention to him or even the Lingxiao sword Pavilion behind him. This can''t even be described as arrogance and arrogance. It''s unforgivable.


    "The 15th day of next month will be my wedding day. I''ll be here waiting for your people."


    Yang Xuan looked at Zuo lengchan. His smile did not decrease, but he looked very calm. This calm also surprised the leaders of all parties.


    Everyone didn''t know where he came from. He dared to ignore Lingxiao sword Pavilion like this.


    Lingxiao sword Pavilion sect has been established for hundreds of thousands of years. It is a true eternal sect in the xuanhuang world. It is said that there are no less than ten monks in the cave world. It can be called a gathering of experts, hidden dragons and crouching tigers.


    However, in the face of such a big power, a big sect, a young man born in a small world, he dares to put down his rhetoric here and doesn''t feel afraid at all.


    "Alas, the ignorant are fearless. This son will pay for his youth and frivolity sooner or later."


    "Soon, on the fifteenth day of next month, Lingxiao sword Pavilion is bound to send countless experts, and there will be no fewer big friars in Dongtian territory. In short, this son doesn''t have much time to live."


    "Don''t be too arbitrary. Since this son dares to invite monks from all over the world to attend his wedding, he must rely on it. I''m sure."


    Some people believe that Yang Xuan is doomed, while others believe that Yang Xuan may not really die.


    After all, Yang Xuan is not a fool, not only not a fool, but also a rare genius demon in the world. How can such people joke about their own lives with the lives of countless people under the door and many women around them?


    "Don''t talk nonsense. This is all the imperial Qi on me. If you have the ability, just take it to refine."


    Zuo lengchan was furious, but he forbeared. As soon as his feet stepped on the ground, he came to a place not far from Yang Xuan''s body. He was full of golden light and imperial Qi. There were more than 1800 roads.


    The emperors rose up in the sky like thick five clawed golden dragons, giving people a great momentum, as if they were human emperors, which people couldn''t help but worship.


    Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and said faintly, "the perfect imperial Qi should have bright color and mighty imperial power. It seems that you have taken a shortcut, so the imperial Qi is not pure."


    "Since you look down on my majesty, you can''t“


    Zuo lengchan snorted coldly. In the past, he was really opportunistic in order to break through his cultivation as soon as possible.


    This imperial spirit seems vast and powerful, but most of it comes from the tombs of mortal emperors everywhere.


    A mortal emperor has a weak imperial Qi in his body since he was born. Even if he dies in the future, this imperial Qi will not dissipate. Therefore, most of the tombs of emperors and emperors have imperial Qi.


    However, the imperial Qi of mortal emperors is not strong enough after all. Even if some of them know how to cultivate, their accomplishments will not be too high. In other words, the intensity of imperial Qi can not be much higher.


    Based on this, most friars who seize the peak of heaven don''t like such inferior imperial Qi. Instead of plundering and refining, they might as well spend some time cultivating their own imperial Qi by themselves.


    But Zuo lengchan is different. His talent is not so excellent. It has taken too much time to reach the peak of heaven. The rest of his life is not enough for him to calm down and cultivate his own imperial Qi.


    However, if he did not break through the emperor, his life would not be improved. In order to speed up his cultivation and fight for life with heaven, he had to retreat and choose to plunder underground imperial tombs everywhere.


    However, to plunder the imperial spirit, we have to go step by step.


    Like Yang Xuan, it seems that he is going to refine all his imperial Qi at once. The possibility of success is almost zero, and he will even die for it.


    "Die, or die, lest I go back and don''t know how to make a job."


    Thinking of this, Zuo lengchan couldn''t help laughing.


    "Don''t give anything for nothing."


    Yang Xuan smiled casually. He didn''t know how Zuo lengzen wanted to see it. He slowly raised his hand. All the magic Qi on his body immediately gathered on his hand and immediately condensed into a huge palm of magic Qi covering the sky.


    "Young generation, you are too conceited. The devil Qi and the emperor Qi are incompatible. You can never succeed by any means."


    Zuo lengchan is not a kind reminder, but doesn''t think Yang Xuan can do it, waiting to see his tragic end.


    "You seem to have made a mistake. I''m not a general evil Qi, but a natural evil emperor Qi in my body, and this evil emperor Qi can devour all the imperial Qi in the world for my use."


    Yang Xuan shook his head, waved his hand and grabbed it. The next moment, Zuo lengchan found that there was a royal spirit on his head and flew out uncontrollably. He was caught in his hand by Yang Xuan''s dark covering hand.


    "No! It''s not true!?"


    After a short period of stupidity, Zuo lengchan immediately shouted like ghosts crying and wolves howling. Because the whole person lost his imperial spirit, his cultivation was rapidly regressing. In a moment, his cultivation fell to the peak of seizing the heaven.


    "My God! How did this son do it!?"


    "The spirit of the demon emperor, this is not an ordinary spirit of the demon emperor. If I expected it, this son must have the supreme blood of the demon emperor."


    "It''s impossible. Since the great war of the ancient ten thousand families, the demon emperor family has disappeared from the world. Even in the fairy world of all parties, the demon emperor family led by the dark demon Immortal Emperor has also been attacked by the strong men of all kinds of fairy ways. It''s impossible for any people to survive."


    The leaders of all parties were moved and doubted Yang Xuan''s identity.


    After all, an ordinary demon clan cannot have the spirit of the demon emperor, let alone use the spirit of the demon emperor to forcibly plunder the spirit of others.