"It''s best to die. If this son really gets God''s blood, things will become difficult to clean up."


    Han Wuji''s face was gloomy and uncertain. He didn''t want Han Daosheng around to act rashly on the divine order. He was more afraid of the Xuanling Buddha behind Yang Xuan.


    After all, Xuanling Buddha is not an ordinary Immortal Emperor, but a great saint who has practiced for endless years and can surpass his level to kill immortals, which is comparable to the great power of Buddhism of the five ancient emperors. Even if the immortal emperors of Shenshan come together, it is difficult to compete with each other, not to mention that Shenshan is still in an empty period.


    Nowadays, most of the heavenly gods, the holy courtyard of the heavenly way, or the strong forces of many other fairies, go deep into the ruins to explore in order to find the gate of eternal life.


    It is too difficult for friars to prove immortality by their own strength, and it is almost impossible to complete it. The existence of the gate of immortality is undoubtedly a shortcut to immortality.


    But no one wants to miss any chance.


    Immortality is the only goal of a friar. As long as he can get immortality, even if he can''t prove the road in the end, it''s worth it.


    "Lin Feng is a disaster and must die. If he doesn''t die today and grows up in the future, he will become a strong enemy of me."


    Han Daosheng clenched his fists and looked ferocious. He had never wanted to kill anyone like today.


    But the appearance of Yang Xuan made him feel an unprecedented crisis. He felt both anger and fear.


    Yes, he was afraid. For the first time in his life, he was so afraid of a person.


    "Young Lord, don''t worry. Whether it''s for you or for our ancient god Han family and the whole Protoss, the old slave will never let this son walk out of the ethereal fairy city alive."


    Han Wuji bit his teeth and seemed to have made some decision. A decisive color flashed in his eyes. In order to eliminate the magic barrier in Han Dao''s sacred heart, he would kill Yang Xuan even if he gambled his life and turned Tao into ash.


    "Well, that''s it. As long as you can kill him, your descendants, the son of God will take care of them for you in the future and ensure their prosperity all their lives."


    Han Daosheng nodded. He was cool and thin by nature. He didn''t care about Han Wuji''s life and death at all.


    It was Yang Xuan''s life and death that made him more worried. If Han Wuji could exchange his life for peace of mind, Han Wuji would die well.


    "Thank you, young Lord."


    Han Wuji thanked him, but sighed in his heart. He had followed Han Daosheng for many years. Would he not know Han Daosheng''s personality?


    But some things have to be done by him as a protector, and he has to do them.


    ……


    "Succeeded!"


    "Ha ha, good master!"


    Duan de opened his mouth and shocked his eyes. The nine day pterosaur was very excited. He looked up and laughed wildly. He just felt that he was right with the master.


    As an ancient fierce man, its master should fight with heaven and people, and should have the momentum of arrogance over the world.


    Although Yang Xuan''s accomplishments are still not high, his victory lies in his infinite potential. As long as he is given some time, it will not be difficult to reach the Immortal Emperor and even the Great Holy Land in the future.


    "Hum, divine blood is not an ordinary thing. It''s hard to say whether it can be refined."


    Fang Baiyu snorted, and his face was a little ugly.


    Yang xuanqiang attacked with great potential. Han Daosheng was defeated in World War I. He walked to the divine bird alive.


    How incredible it is!


    The divine bird is the divine blood. Yang Xuan is so close to the divine bird that the divine blood seems to be readily available. Fang Baiyu feels jealous when he thinks about it.


    "Well, anyway, Lin Feng came from the same school as you. Can''t you have a little tolerance?"


    The eclosion ancestor frowned and shouted.


    Fang Baiyu opened his mouth. After all, he didn''t dare to say more. He could feel that the Yuhua ancestor no longer valued him as much as before.


    "God''s blood has spirit. It can never be taken away easily."


    "Don''t be too arbitrary. This son is a descendant of the emperor of heaven and has mastered the law of fire. Even if he really refined divine blood later, I won''t be surprised."


    The crowd talked and watched closely the development of the situation.


    ……


    "The sun''s divine fire is really terrible. I''m afraid I can''t resist it if it''s not for the success of the eight gates of life and death and the blood of the demon emperor."


    Standing in front of the divine bird, Yang Xuan was shrouded in flames and burned wildly. Fortunately, he had the art of swallowing stars and the art of great life. The two holy healing techniques were used alternately. The wounds suffered by his body could be healed in an instant.


    Even in the process of destruction and rebirth, his flesh was slightly strengthened.


    "Joo!"


    At this time, the divine bird suddenly shouted and spewed out a huge divine flame from its mouth, which seemed to be really spiritual.


    Boom!


    The divine flame was like a tide and came fiercely. With the terrible high temperature, it hit Yang Xuan hard, making him as if he had been struck by lightning. His chest was scorched black, and the whole person was shocked out of dozens of feet away.


    "Poof!"


    Yang Xuan stumbled to stabilize his body, spit out a mouthful of blood in the air, and was obviously injured.


    This scene was seen by many people. They couldn''t help but suck the cool air and secretly squeezed a cold sweat for Yang Xuan.


    "Ha ha, stupid, stupid, you dare to peep at God''s blood? It''s too much!"


    Han Daosheng laughed wildly. Now it seems that Yang Xuan will die without Han Wuji.


    "Lin Feng, come down if you can''t."


    Yuhua, please drink some things. Just try your best. Don''t force it.


    "Don''t worry, my disciple will be fine."


    Yang Xuan responded faintly. He was just hurt. He didn''t take it to heart at all, let alone shrink back.


    "In this world, only I deserve you. Don''t try to resist and become a part of my body."


    Yang Xuan drank, stretched his limbs, and flew forward again, regardless of his physical injury. Along the bird''s big mouth, he suddenly got into the bird''s belly.


    "Crazy, this guy is crazy!"


    The crowd was terrified. Unexpectedly, Yang Xuan dared to test the bird with his own body, which was clearly looking for death.


    The sun fire contained in the divine bird will burn Yang Xuan into fly ash in an instant.


    "Madman!"


    Duan de shouted and squeezed his fists nervously, raising his heart to his throat.


    "Alas!"


    The eclosic ancestor sighed. The sun divine fire can block all divine perception. Now he can''t even feel the breath of Yang Xuan, let alone know whether Yang Xuan in the belly of the divine bird is alive or dead.


    "Just die like this!"


    Fang Baiyu whispered that he didn''t want Yang Xuan to survive, but Yang Xuan didn''t seem to die early.


    On the contrary, Yang Xuan also had great luck. Otherwise, he could not have become the descendant of the emperor of the wasteland, which made the nine sky pterosaur willing to surrender and the emperor Xuanling Buddha condescend to shelter.


    "There is no doubt that he will die. He can''t live. It''s impossible!"


    Han Daosheng muttered to himself that Yang Xuan''s crazy behavior is like a moth to the fire.


    "Will this son really die?"


    Han Wuji''s eyes twinkled and he always felt that Yang Xuan would not die so easily.