"It takes a lot of energy to reshape the body, and you have to endure great pain during the period. I have to say, your excellency is really powerful. Unfortunately, your spirit is weak, and your body is young, which is obviously far from strong enough."
Yang Xuan stood with his hands down, dressed in a white Taoist robe, windless and spotless, and looked coldly at the giant demon God.
His eyes were so fierce that he quickly saw the situation of the giant demon God after a close observation.
Know yourself and the enemy, win every battle!
He never underestimated any enemy, nor would he fight uncertain battles. Especially in front of him, he was still the ancestor of the troll family, a Pluto God with great strength and almost immortal yuan God.
The ghost God of the Ming family, which is a super existence at the same level as the great sage of Xiandao, not to mention that the giant demon God can survive under the hands of the saint of the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, which is enough to show how terrible it is.
It can be said that ordinary saints, I''m afraid they can''t take a few moves in front of the devil, and they will have to die and disappear.
"Who the hell are you, boy?"
The troll God frowned and asked, leaving aside that Yang Xuan was a demon family, there was still an amazing force dormant in Yang Xuan''s body. The troll God couldn''t see the origin of that force, but he didn''t dare to take it lightly.
"Since I''m here, I''m naturally the one who killed you. Don''t you Hades like to eat the flesh and blood of creatures? Coincidentally, I also have this ability."
Yang Xuan smiled, but he didn''t see any action. He suddenly released a black gas. The black gas was very similar to the black gas wrapped around the troll God, but it was a little different.
Perhaps the quantity is far less than the troll God, but in terms of quality, it is better than the troll God.
"Dark ghost power, how can you refine the power of our family? How did you do it? Damn it, I know. You refined the ghost demons who were left in the demon tower."
As soon as the pupil of the troll God shrinks, everyone of the nether family has mastered the nether force, which is also their source of strength. Without strong nether force support, he can''t reshape his flesh and blood and repair the weak yuan God.
In particular, the nether power cultivated by Yang Xuan is so vast and pure that there are few impurities, which makes the giant demon God feel even more incredible.
"What ghost demon separation? Those little demons are just stronger in physique. In terms of ghost power, they are even less than one thousandth of you. Only by refining your flesh and blood, can my ghost power be greatly advanced. At that time, I may have the power comparable to the ghost emperor and even the ghost God."
Hearing Yang Xuan''s words, the giant demon God''s eyes spewed fire and said in a ferocious voice: "mole ant like things, you dare to make the idea of our God. Our God wants you to die without a burial place."
Yang Xuan smiled at the corners of his mouth. Countless angry giant demons turned to the worry forgetting Immortal Emperor and asked, "senior, what should we do next?"
Alone, he is not the opponent of the troll God, but with a worry free Immortal Emperor, it is difficult to say the victory or defeat. Since the worry free Immortal Emperor brought him here, he must be prepared.
"This demon is very difficult to kill. We can only destroy its flesh first, and then try to destroy the yuan God."
The Immortal Emperor forgot his worries and thought.
"Ha ha, just you two want to destroy my flesh and destroy my yuan God. You really think this God is a soft persimmon. Can''t you knead it?"
The giant demon God was completely angered, his body expanded wildly, and instantly rose to nearly ten feet.
His whole body was dark and his spirit was boiling, and his momentum had also climbed to the extreme. The whole person was like a crazy and bloodthirsty demon God. In his blood red eyes, he shot a red light and captured people''s soul.
"I don''t know if you are a soft persimmon, but in my eyes, you are a prisoner. As long as you don''t break away from the demon prison, I can slowly kill you."
Yang Xuan said coldly that in terms of physical strength alone, the physical body of the giant demon God was much better than him, but after all, it was suppressed in the demon prison. The Great Road God chain still imprisoned his hands and feet, making it difficult for him to free his hands and feet, and can only become his live target.
If not for the limited time, he had plenty of ways to devour his body little by little.
"Yellow mouth child, his tone is not small. Li Wuyou, is this boy your card?"
The giant demon God smiled angrily, and a look of contempt flashed in his eyes. Although he could not see through the depth of Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan''s cultivation could not escape his eyes.
It''s just a kid who doesn''t even have fairyland. Even if a demon family has some extraordinary means, it can never threaten him.
It''s Li Wuyou. He hasn''t seen it for many years. His mana seems to be stronger. However, no matter how strong his mana is, Li Wuyou has never broken through the holy land.
If he doesn''t enter the holy land, all the ants are mole ants. Even if he enters the holy land, in his eyes, he is only a slightly stronger mole ant, and he won''t take it to heart at all.
In fact, over the years, Li Wuyou has fought with him for a few times, and finally he was seriously beaten and retreated. This is that he can''t leave the town magic prison, otherwise Li Wuyou would have been a dead man.
"Don''t underestimate him. This little friend Yang Xuan is not only the descendant of the first ancestor of our Taoism, but also bears the most powerful blood of the dark devil family. In the same realm, if he is as powerful as you, he will have to be suppressed by him with his bare hands."
Forgetting his worries, the Immortal Emperor opened his mouth lightly, but his expression was slightly dignified. He sat in the demon subduing fairy mountain all year round, had dealt with the troll God several times, and knew the ferocity of the devil.
Especially after so many years of cultivation, the original God of this demon has obviously become stronger. Otherwise, it is impossible to use the magic power and secret method to make so many powerful ghost demons in the town demon tower with his own flesh and blood.
Those ghost demons have to consume a lot of mental power to form, which also reflects how terrible the original God of the giant demon God is.
"The demon family, the descendant of the saint of the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, so this son has also understood the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty?!"
The eyes of the giant demon God narrowed. Yang Xuan was a family of dark demons, which only surprised him a little. However, the original Scripture of the first saint was different. This ancient Scripture of the main road has many unimaginable powers.
The reason why he was defeated by the saint of Yuanshi and suppressed by the saint of Yuanshi in the demon tower was that the saint of Yuanshi''s scriptures were too overbearing. As soon as the main road scriptures came out, his strength was greatly weakened. It''s another matter to say whether he won or lost.
While thinking, the giant demon suddenly gave another cold hum.
"Hum, no matter how powerful the Yuanshi Sutra is, he''s just a young man. Even if he gets it, how much can he understand? You don''t have to talk nonsense. We''ll divide life and death today. After eating you and this boy, we can almost break the demon prison in this town that should die."
In order to see the sun again, he divided the flesh and blood, created countless ghost demons in the town demon tower, let them kill and nibble at each other, so as to raise the real big demons, and finally devour those big demons to strengthen the flesh.
As long as the physical body is strong enough, even if the original God has not fully recovered, he can barely achieve the combination of God and form, and destroy the town demon prison and the whole body.