Cultivator In Martial God World

Yang Xuan, who disappeared from his body, appeared above the valley where the people of Holy Mountain were.

He didn't expect the people of Holy Mountain to come here.

In the valley, several saints are busy, and several large black insects are busy surrounding a black stone.

The black bead in the body fluctuates.

This time Yang Xuan finally saw clearly. Several large black insects surrounded the black stone, and black smoke was spit out from the triangular mouthparts, and then entered the black stone.

Soul Suppression Stone!

Yang Xuan immediately recognized the stone, which turned out to be the Soul Suppression Stone.

He also finally understood where the power of the soul in the Soul Suppression Stone came from.

The big black insects have not been around the Soul Suppression Stone for a long time, but they stopped spitting out the black smoke for a while, and then went underground one after another.

"There are three more times to fill up this Soul Suppression Stone." A saint's voice was low, speaking to the other Human Path.

"You must speed up."

In front of a few people, a black cloud suddenly appeared, and a cold sound came out from the black cloud.

Several saints bowed and left with a big black insect at the same time, and did not dare to defy the voice in the dark cloud.

After that, the Soul Suppression Stone floated into the air and drifted towards the black cloud.

Seeing that Soul Suppression Stone was about to enter the dark clouds, Yang Xuan, who was hidden in the sky, suddenly reached out and grabbed it.

"What?"

The voice in the dark cloud contained a hint of shock. It seemed that I didn't expect that someone would hide on the side and grab the Soul Suppression Stone.

When there was no room for hair, a sharp cold light was sent out from the black cloud, and it slashed directly at Yang Xuan's arm.

This cold light is extremely fierce, and it is close to Yang Xuan's arm in an instant.

Yang Xuan miniatures his hands, after passing the cold light, he grabs the Soul Suppression Stone again.

"Dare you?"

An angry shout came from the black cloud, next moment, the whole black cloud suddenly spread, and countless cold lights were cut out from the black cloud. Attacked Yang Xuan from all directions.

Yang Xuan was expressionless, his arm still grabbed towards the Soul Suppression Stone, but suddenly there were countless golden lights around him, and he immediately greeted the cold light emitted from the black cloud.

The sound of golden and iron mingling is endless, and countless fireworks suddenly bloom in the darkness, which is really beautiful and shines the night sky with incomparable light.

The Soul Suppression Stone was finally caught by Yang Xuan, and then directly included in the storage ring.

As soon as the Soul Suppression Stone was put into the storage ring, Yang Xuan quickly turned around and smashed it out with a punch.

bang!

A black palm protruding out of the black cloud touched Yang Xuan's fist, and the black ripples bloomed instantly, cutting towards all around.

There was no sound, neat cuts were made on the rock walls around the valley, and then they slid to one side.

The valley disappeared and the dust was flying.

At this moment, Yang Xuan was already standing in the sky. In front of him, a black cloud slowly rose, and finally stopped in front of him.

Among the dark clouds, there was a trace of vibration, and after a while, a voice came from inside.

"Bai Qi!"

The voice is full of coldness, like Ten Thousand Years Cold Ice.

Yang Xuan showed a sneer on his face, looked at the black cloud in front of him, but did not speak.

The black cloud continued to tremble, and another voice came out: "You killed my Holy Mountain dísciple and plundered the Supreme Treasure Soul Suppression Stone. You are already unforgivable, so you don’t immediately kneel down and beg for mercy and say absorption. Soul Spirit’s method, maybe I can still intercede for you and save my life."

Yang Xuan smiled: "A guy who doesn’t even dare to show his life is worthy of talking about my life?"

There is anger in the voice: "Bai Qi, I think you are young and have the heart to show you a way out. You should not refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit."

While speaking, the black cloud began to vibrate violently, hiding the sky and covering the earth imposing manner radiating from the black cloud, like a mountain and a huge mountain.

Yang Xuan showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and then pointed it out.

He did not point at the black cloud, but in the sky behind him.

Fingertips linger with death, life toward death, Death Tribulation refers to.

ka-cha!

Following Yang Xuan’s a finger pointed, in the sky behind him, there was a crisp sound of wood cracking. Then, a silhouette wearing a black robe appeared, but still Can't see his face clearly.

"You can see through the method of hiding in this seat." The man said in a low voice.

Yang Xuan didn't say a word, with his hands like a mountain, he grabbed the man.

The man moved slightly, avoiding Yang Xuan’s attack, and then opened the mouth and said: "Bai Qi, you know that you are now in a desperate situation. Only I, Holy Mountain can protect you. You are thorough, and you don’t want to persist in your own wrong doings."

Yang Xuan sneered: "Desperate? What is desperate?"

The person’s voice was cold: "You poisoned a million People, beheaded Zuo Qinghou, offended the prince of the Great Shen Empire. It is already dead end. Now only I, Holy Mountain can save you, you have to think clearly."

There is not a trace of expression on Yang Xuan's face. The change is just coldly said: "It’s your Holy Mountain who poisoned millions of people."

That person didn’t mean to deny, and his voice was still cold: "Even if it is, so what, now everyone I think it’s what you did, and you can’t argue with a hundred words."

"It's actually simple." Yang Xuan coldly said: "As long as you kill Holy Mountain, you don't need to explain at all."

The man laughed Now, the voice is full of ridicule: "mantis trying to stop a chariot, not knowing the immensity of Heaven and Earth, don’t think that killing a Zuo Qinghou will be able to blow up the atmosphere. In my Holy Mountain’s eyes, Zuo Qinghou is no more than an ant. You don't know how Holy Mountain exists."

The expression on Yang Xuan's face remains unchanged. He seems to have simply not heard the sound coming from the dark clouds.

Seeing that Yang Xuan didn’t speak, the person’s voice became cold: "Since you persist in your own wrong doings, you don’t have to say, take you to Holy Mountain, cramp and peel, and you will naturally get you The secret."

As soon as the voice fell, the man shot directly, and a dry black palm stretched out from the sleeve of his shirt and grabbed it to Yang Xuan.

With this catch, the black shadow on the man's hand was shrouded, and the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, as if the two suddenly fell into the Extreme Cold world.

In an instant, wail like ghosts and howl like wolves faintly appeared between Heaven and Earth, and countless sharp howlings pierced the eardrums, which made people want to cover their ears.

Yang Xuan's eyes were half-squinted, facing the man this move, he was sneaked, and then shot directly.

The fist is like a volcanic eruption, and the surrounding air seems to suddenly become extremely dignified, like a huge mountain falling from the sky, destroying heaven extinguishing earth.

But Yang Xuan's this fist didn't hit the person in front of him, but hit the black cloud behind him.

bang!

The volcano erupted and the sky collapsed.

"How is it possible?" There was a strong shock in that voice. It seemed that Yang Xuan could not believe that Yang Xuan could distinguish his attack mode.

single fist smashed out, the black cloud in front of him trembled, but it was the person behind him who disappeared.

next moment, the black clouds dispersed and turned into dark shadows in the sky, screaming like a tsunami, and rushed directly towards Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan smiled and sneered.

When the person shot, the black bead in his body was already trembling slightly, and when the black cloud dispersed and turned into a dark shadow in the sky, the fluctuation of the black bead in his body suddenly increased.

Yang Xuan closed his hand, stood with his hand held down, and looked at the dark shadows all over the sky with a sneer.

The black bead fluctuates, and the next moment turns into a vortex.

In an instant, the dark shadows all over the sky retreated, making a sound of horror.

But it is too late. When the black bead fluctuates, it is already too late.

So, when in the sky reveals an old man with an ugly look and uncertain eyes, the dark shadows in the sky have all been sucked into the body by Yang Xuan.

"Bai Qi, get ready to meet the anger of my Holy Mountain."

The man left his last sentence, and dissipated in place just like the previous saints.

Yang Xuan divine sense swept through, I have to say that the move used by the people of Holy Mountain to escape is really no trace, too weird.

At this time, the black bead in the body has completely silent.

Yang Xuan thought for a while, or leave here first, and then study the Soul Suppression Stone in the storage ring.