Cultivator In Martial God World

Yang Feng is not surprised that he knows his origins, he just said softly: "A hundred years ago, I had nothing to do with Yang Family."

Yang Xuan didn't ask any more, it seems that this is another story.

"Farewell!" Yang Xuan's voice came from the air, the next moment, already silhouetted.

Only Yang Feng, who was still standing in the yard, was left, and repeated the words in a low voice: "A hundred years ago, I no longer surnamed Yang."

Leave Giant The Yang Xuan divine sense of Spirit Sect swept away, and then moved towards a place and flew away.

In a valley not far from Giant Spirit Sect, Yang Xuan fell.

Then his eyes fell on the entrance of a cave.

Waving slightly, a violent gust of wind blew through, revealing a huge bluestone under the snow that has not known how many years it has existed, and a clearly visible mark is carved on the bluestone.

Yang Xuan sighed, a sentence from memory emerged: Millian Valley, transparent stone!

Spirit Stone!

Under this cave, more than a hundred meters deep, is buried the Spirit Stone Ore Vein that Yang Xuan has been pursuing, and this place, when he entered the Giant Spirit Sect just now, he had already sensed it.

Before, he had passed through here more than a few times, but none of them felt it.

But when the mysterious pillar disappeared, Spirit Stone was strangely discovered by his divine sense.

However, this Spirit Stone Mine is not too big, just enough to fill up the new storage ring of Yang Xuan, leaving only a small amount of space.

shook the head, and then he completely disappeared. When he reappears, it is already 100 meters underground.

Touched the Spiritual Qi stone on the wall. After sighing, he put all the Spirit Stones here in the storage ring, and then disappeared in place.

His realm has reached bottleneck, there is no need to absorb these Spirit Stones now.

When Yang Xuan appeared again, he was already standing at the entrance of a cave, a cave only ten meters deep.

But it's just an ordinary cave, nothing unusual, and there won't be that huge lake, and the pillars in the lake.

After taking a closer look, Yang Xuan left, left here, and left Azure Snow Country.

His next stop is Purple Mist Country.

When Yang Xuan arrived in Purple Mist Country, a battle was taking place in the quiet city of Purple Mist Country, or it could not be called a battle at all, but a slaughter.

A unilateral massacre.

On the side of the massacre, there were old people, women and children, children, and pregnant women with big bellies. There was no Martial Artist, not even a Martial Artist with an inner strength.

"Why? Why?" An old man yelled and screamed, blood and tears spilled across the sky.

"hmph, Master You is your honor to see your daughter, how dare you marry your daughter secretly? Act recklessly." A Martial Artist of 7 Layer with inner strength is full of hideous expressions and said madly. with a smile.

Next, he threw an object from his hand to the feet of the old man, and at the same time said with a malicious smile: "What do you think this is?"

It was a pile of clothes, with Blood.

When the old man saw what was on the ground, he suddenly let out a sigh of grief: "Daughter!"

He knelt on the ground, howling and crying: "You must die, you It must be dead, oh, oh my god, who will kill them, oh my god..."

"We don’t know if we can die, anyway, you definitely won’t survive." Martial Artist grinned, then the long knife slashed down suddenly.

next moment, he suddenly turned into a rain of blood, and the sprinkled old man was everywhere, and the sprinkled sky was blood red.

The battle stopped, and the surviving ordinary person stared blankly at the scene in front of them, watching the hideous enemies in front of them, one by one, turning into a rain of blood. No body was left.

"The sky has eyes!"

The old man's chapped lips showed a smile, and there was a hoarse voice in his mouth. He paused, and then his eyes closed slowly, suddenly. Elapsed.

As soon as the old man passed away, Yang Xuan's divine sense had found the person he was looking for.

When Yang Xuan saw Master You, his heart felt a little chilly, a kind of cold deep into his bones.

Master You is also killing someone, a woman.

Master You stabbed under the woman with a stick, then watched the woman bleed and scream, with a very comfortable expression on her face.

Yang Xuan regained her true colors, and then asked softly: "Why?"

You Xiaomei turned pale in fright, turned around abruptly, just about to take action, next moment But suddenly stopped.

She stared at Yang Xuan in front of her blankly, with expressions of disbelief, incredible, and fear on her face, and her arms dropped little by little.

"Why?" Yang Xuan asked softly, the woman's screams stopped abruptly, her face showing gratitude.

A golden light crossed her neck.

You Xiaomei still did not move, still staring at Yang Xuan blankly.

"I know you will come!" She spoke suddenly, tears streaming down her eyes.

Yang Xuan spoke for the third time, his tone was still very soft, like snowflakes in the sky, quietly falling: "Why?"

"Why? You ask me why?" You Xiao Mei suddenly became hoarse, angry and crazy: "Go ask my father and brother, ask my brother, ask them why."

You Xiaomei became hysterical, like a lunatic: "Why don't you ask them? Why don't you ask them? Why don't you ask the people of Cold Mountain Sect, ask them why, why?"

You Xiaomei's voice filled the whole The room was full of Yang Xuan's ears, and his head started to ache when he was noisy.

You Xiaomei was crying, her voice was loud, and she spread far and wide, crazy and desperate.

It's windy, Yang Xuan feels a little cold, he wraps his clothes around, then slowly turns around and pushes the door away.

Behind him, You Xiaomei was crying hysterically, crying out of breath, crying exhausted all her strength, crying fell to the ground, and never got up again.

That day, many people died in Youcheng, and blood flowing into a river! But the people of Youcheng rushed to tell each other, celebrating with everyone.

Some witnesses said that the shot was a man with a red brow, like a god Immortal-like.

Not long afterwards, a statue appeared in Youcheng. The face of the statue is not clear, but the redness between the brows is very eye-catching.

At this time, Yang Xuan has returned to Yan Country.

In Taiping City, after seeing Yang Xuan, the boss of Huang Ji Garment could not believe his eyes.

After he rubbed his eyes vigorously, he suddenly knelt on the ground: "Yang...Master Yang, you are back!"

Yang Xuan reached out and helped him. Asked: "How is the business these days?"

Boss Huang felt that there was no place to put his hands, and his nervous face was pale: "Sheng...business is...okay, Master Yang...you, Do you want to buy... clothes?"

Yang Xuan laughed and said: "Okay, buy one!"

Boss Huang quickly said: "Please...please come in "

After entering the store and choosing a robe, Yang Xuan wanted to check out, but Boss Huang didn't want to live or die. Yang Xuan insisted repeatedly, and Boss Huang almost knelt down before giving up.

"Then I will accept it and wish Boss Huang a prosperous business." Yang Xuan laughed at the door, then turned and left.

Just before leaving, a piece of Spiritual Qi was sent into Boss Huang's body.

When Boss Huang was still happy with Yang Xuan’s blessings from ear to ear, Yang Xuan had already returned to Yang Family.