"What about the superior fairy king? It''s just a stepping stone for me to become stronger."
Yang Xuan stood on the sky, his clothes were not stained with blood, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. There was a sense of war on his body. He rushed up and became circles of Red Road patterns in the void, emitting a palpitating atmosphere.
The red road pattern is condensed by the war spirit. It can also be called war pattern. Count it carefully, there are almost 100 roads in total.
"A hundred battle patterns and hiking have exerted the power of the war god formula. It seems that I still have a long way to go."
Yang Xuan whispered that he had successfully completed the first stage of the cultivation of the God of war formula and successfully cultivated the legendary body of the God of war. Next, he needed to constantly fight with people and hone his will to fight until he condensed millions of war patterns and never lost his sense of war. The God of war formula could be successful.
In ancient times, there was Pangu, who stood up to the sky, never died of war and never died of war. Therefore, he was a God and took all the people in the world as his own responsibility. Even if the Tao eventually died, he was respected and respected by future generations.
"I''m not Pangu and don''t want to be worshipped by the world, but I want to prove that immortality, parents, wives and children, relatives and friends, accompany me all my life, that''s all."
Yang Xuan''s eyes twinkle. He bears the blood of the dark devil and the emperor. He is a real supreme real devil. As a devil, he naturally has a selfish side. It is difficult to fight to save people like Pangu. His pride can shake the sun and the moon.
For him, the life and death of others have nothing to do with him. However, in the face of the coming disaster, he still wants to do his best, but when things are impossible, he will only choose to protect himself.
"Husband, are you all right?"
At the moment, Wu Lingyan flew forward and asked with concern.
In the final analysis, jiumokong, the ancestor of biyunzong, was also a superior fairy king who had practiced for many years. Although Yang Xuan had the upper hand in the first war with him, it was difficult to ensure that he would not be injured. After all, Yang Xuan did not use magic to resist from beginning to end.
"Your husband, what can you do to kill the fairy king like slaughtering pigs and dogs?"
Yang Xuan smiled, scattered the battle lines over his head, moved his hands and feet slightly, and then said, "I''m not good anymore. Don''t worry."
With his physical strength, even if he is hard hit by jiumo Kong, it is difficult for jiumo Kong to cause too much damage to him, let alone he has the holy healing skill. Even if he is really injured, he can recover in an instant.
"Just be proud. Next time you''re not allowed to fool around. You''re about to cross the robbery and fight with others. You don''t even need mana. What if it''s bad to lead to a lost robbery coming in advance?"
Wu Lingyan''s small mouth tilted, snorted and said.
Throughout the whole immortal region, no immortal friar fought with people only by his flesh. If he was not afraid of Yang Xuan''s anger, Wu Lingyan wanted to scold him again.
"Don''t worry, I can suppress a small lost robbery."
Yang Xuan smiled and petted Wu Lingyan''s forehead. He didn''t care about other people''s eyes. Now long Xuan and Jiu Mokong are dead. Who dares to point out to him?
"How much of your husband is sure of success?"
Wu Lingyan asked, how many immortal monarchs have been trapped in the realm of immortal monarchs in ancient times. It is difficult to make an inch. Because of the disaster of being lost, it is more dangerous to turn the Tao if you are careless.
"As long as no one bothers me, I can get through the robbery smoothly. Nothing will happen."
Hearing the speech, Wu Lingyan sighed softly, and finally she was no longer so worried.
She thought and said, "it''s not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let''s go first. My husband killed a prince of the Tianlong emperor. When the news gets around, the Tianlong emperor will not give up."
In the south of Xianyu, the Tianlong imperial dynasty has been handed down for the longest time. The strong are like clouds. It is a real giant and is never easy to deal with.
It is true that Yang Xuan can surpass the level to kill the fairy king, but no matter how strong his strength is, there is only one person. It is true that two fists are difficult to defeat four hands. Once the Tianlong emperor comes with the anger of thunder, there will never be only one fairy king.
The most terrible thing is that there is also a dragon Wuji who is called Wuji emperor in the Tianlong imperial dynasty. If the other party comes out of the Guixu, he will have to avenge his son. If Yang Xuan doesn''t get away as soon as possible, it will undoubtedly become very dangerous.
The Immortal Emperor is different from the Immortal King. Besides, it is said that the Dragon Wuji has the cultivation of the top of the Empire, which is by no means what Yang Xuan can deal with today.
"Well, let''s go."
Yang Xuan nodded and brushed his clothes. He didn''t want to stay here for a long time, just adding trouble.
Although he is not afraid of some troubles, the great disaster is coming. It is important to improve his cultivation strength. If he can avoid them, he must try his best to avoid them.
While thinking, he glanced at the panicked crowd in the distance and said faintly, "whether I get the treasure from the depths of the endless fire or not, I can''t see it. If you don''t do it to me, I''ll spare your life today. Please take care of yourself."
He has his own moral bottom line and is unwilling to kill more. Although this will cause trouble for him in the future, he is happy and not afraid.
After all, if he practiced the God of war formula, he had to go through all kinds of challenges. If he didn''t have a brave heart to move forward, if he couldn''t grow up on the bodies of many strong people, he would never be able to practice the God of war formula to great success in the future.
"Thank you for not killing me."
Some people quickly bowed down to thank, while others were relieved and secretly relieved although they didn''t speak.
Among them, the highest cultivation is the peak of the immortal holy land. I''m really afraid that Yang Xuan will kill them together.
It''s very common to destroy corpses and kill people in Xianyu. Yang XuanZhen wants to kill them and intends to keep them all. They will all be buried here, and no one will be spared.
It''s better than jiumo Kong. They were all killed by Yang Xuan with his bare hands. Who among them can compete with them? I''m afraid if I can''t take a blow from the other party, I''ll die.
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All the way out of the endless fire area, Yang Xuan and Wu Lingyan turned to the East without stopping for a moment. After a few days, they left the south of Xianyu and came to the east of Xianyu, a vast mountain.
The east of Xianyu is composed of more than a dozen big fairyland worlds and countless small fairyland worlds. Leaving aside the 800 gates located in Xianyu at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, there are several ancient sects, aristocratic families and imperial dynasties in the east of Xianyu.
Although these immortal forces have fought for so many years, they have restrained themselves and are safe. Otherwise, the whole East of the immortal region would have been in turmoil.
However, with the immortal emperors and even the great saints of Xiandao entering the return ruins one after another, they have not returned for a long time, which has gradually cast a layer of haze on all parts of the east of Xianyu.
Many immortal monks gradually feel a sense of crisis when talking and chatting. Some people who are good at deduction say frankly that the immortal region may usher in a great change soon.