In the quiet starry sky, the stellar brilliance scattered from far away has brought a faint light to the Dark Universe.


    But this little light can never dispel what is happening here.


    When Yang Xuan repeated his old technique and found the white fog for the fourth time, as the will of the gods, the white shadow unexpectedly made an unprecedented move to escape.


    It seems that the big losses of the first three times have finally taught her a hard lesson to let her know the dangers of society.


    But Yang Xuan is by no means a kind Lord. He has absorbed three-quarters of the power of the God and will never give up all his previous achievements.


    Shua!


    A thick and thin white light of the bucket came straight, forcing the temperature around to drop suddenly and freezing the void.


    However, Yang Xuan''s performance is different from the past. He has absorbed three-quarters of his strength. He has already understood this cold spiritual power and energy thoroughly and is immune to injury.


    White light hit Yang Xuan in the front, but it didn''t cause much damage. Instead, it gave Yang Xuan energy for free.


    The white shadow retreats step by step. It just gave birth to wisdom. It has felt its end, but even so, it still can''t change.


    In fact, before fully absorbing it, Yang Xuan wanted to ask him how he broke through the space barrier and came here from zero point world, but to his disappointment, no matter how he spoke, this guy just kept silent.


    It is likely that the language function is unknown.


    The vortex appeared again, and the last mist was absorbed completely, leaving only the white shadow standing in the starry sky at a loss.


    Losing its noumenon, its power is not as strong as before. At the moment, it really looks like a child in front of Yang Xuan.


    "Sorry."


    Yang Xuan took a deep breath and slowly approached the white shadow.


    He didn''t want to say that the law of the jungle is the first principle in the universe. It still applies to gods.


    But just when he wanted to swallow the white shadow, there was a very strong energy wave from the distant stars.


    After several engulfments, Yang Xuan''s mind was stronger than before, and as he guessed, the strength of the noumenon and the first mind would directly act on the second mind, which not only completely recovered the injury of the second mind, but also increased his body several times and had abundant strength.


    The effect of this change is extremely obvious.


    Long before the wave came, Yang Xuan''s mind gave an early warning and fed back the scene there.


    Seven purple prison people are coming here.


    Without hesitation, Yang Xuan swallowed the white shadow in front of him, turned it into the last nourishment of the gods and integrated it into the spirit.


    The strength was growing, but Yang Xuan quietly disappeared from the starry sky.


    In a few seconds, seven purple prison people appeared here with horror on their faces.


    "Where''s the ice God?" a purple prison man looked around at a loss, his body trembling.


    Other people in the purple prison had the same expression. Their eyes showed fear and were at a loss about the changes in front of them.


    Yang Xuan, who was hidden on one side, did not show up, but observed secretly.


    It seems that these purple prison people have long known the existence of what they call the ice God.


    Several people explored, but still found nothing, so they all retreated in a hurry. It seems that they want to report back the changes here at the first time.


    Yang Xuan didn''t intend to stop them. In fact, if he stopped them, he might not get any effective information. He might as well wait for him to go in his original identity later to see what he Qinglian called him.


    It''s almost time to calculate the time. If you move forward with all your strength, Bai Qi is afraid that you should fight back and forth in the Terran star domain.


    At this point, Yang Xuan ignored the things here and left quietly.


    After returning to the star domain where the purple prison star was located, Yang Xuan escaped from the void, recovered his original appearance, and then crushed the star fixer without hesitation.


    A moment later, a strange wave came out of the broken star fixer. It seemed that the connection with something pointed to a place.


    With that strange connection, Yang Xuan flew more than a dozen star distances in a certain direction, the fluctuation ended, and a planet loomed in front.


    It''s purple prison star.


    Yang Xuan plunged into it.


    The purple prison star was still quiet, and Yang Xuan fell quietly.


    A few minutes later, a familiar breath swept over from a distance.


    It''s he Qinglian.


    He Qinglian came to Yang Xuan with an excited face. Without saying a word, she worshipped him.


    "He Qinglian, see elder martial brother."


    Elder martial brother?


    Yang Xuan was confused.


    However, at this time, he is not Bai Qi who came here before, but the saint Yang Xuan, so he should do enough.


    "Who are you?" he looked at he Qinglian and asked falsely.


    "The younger martial sister''s name is he Qinglian. She is the daughter of Wu God." he Qinglian said


    what?


    Yang Xuan was a little surprised.


    Although he had long guessed that he Qinglian should have a countless relationship with the God of martial arts, he didn''t expect that he Qinglian was the daughter of the God of martial arts.


    At this time, he suddenly remembered he Yilian he saw when he was at wushenxing.


    "What is your relationship with he Yilian?" he asked.


    He Qinglian looked sad: "it''s my sister."


    "He Yilian is your sister?" Yang Xuan said in surprise.


    He Qinglian nodded: "yes, my father has two daughters. One is sister Qinglian and the other is me."


    Yang Xuan was full of doubts and was about to ask again. He Qinglian said, "elder martial brother, this is not a place to talk. Follow me."


    With full of doubts, Yang Xuan followed he Qinglian through an endless jungle and came to a secret courtyard hidden in the mountains.


    There was no one else in the courtyard, and even there was dust on the table. It seemed that no one had cleaned it for a long time.


    He Qinglian waved her sleeve and brushed the dust off the tables and chairs. She apologized: "no one has come here for a long time, but it''s very secret. No one knows except me."


    Yang Xuan didn''t care about these details. He took out the jade card engraved with four beads in his arms, put it on the table, stared at he Qinglian and said, "I need a reasonable explanation."


    He Qinglian naturally knew what he was asking and said, "senior brother, please sit down and listen to me carefully."


    After taking his seat, Yang Xuan said, "first, why do you call me senior brother?"


    He Qinglian smiled and said, "you are a disciple of my father''s martial god. According to the etiquette, I naturally want to call you senior brother."


    Yang Xuan stared at her and said word by word, "when did I become a disciple of the martial god?"


    He Qinglian''s eyes did not dodge and looked at Yang Xuan: "Wu Shenxing, the Yang family in the Taiping City of Yan, if my father hadn''t put a seed of cultivation into your body, I''m afraid there would be no famous Saint Yang Xuan today."


    Yang Xuan''s heart set off a storm.


    When he was young, his experience in the back mountain of the Yang family was the biggest secret in his heart. Today, it was revealed by a word. It''s unimaginable.


    "What''s going on?" Yang Xuan asked in a deep voice.