Cultivator In Martial God World

In another place in Forgotten Land, Yang Xuan fell from the sky.

"peng!"

Zhu Xinghe, who was concealed by Yang Xuan, fell from the air, fiercely fell to the ground, symbolizing the emperor’s crown, and also rolled down. Aside.

But he didn't gnaw, just stood up silently and looked at Yang Xuan without saying a word.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you?" Yang Xuan said indifferently.

Zhu Xinghe is silent.

The moment Fire Dragon struck, he thought he was dead, but he didn’t know that Fire Dragon just swallowed him in, and then he fell into darkness, hearing nothing, nothing Invisible.

It wasn't until Yang Xuan threw him out just now that he realized that he was already not in Imperial Palace, or even already not in Sun Moon City.

"Because you are just a rubbish, killing you, I think my hands are dirty." Yang Xuan looked at him, indifferently said, without even the slightest sarcasm, just narrating a fact.

Zhu Xinghe's face showed anger. He stared at Yang Xuan firmly, and said every word: "I am not a waste, I am the emperor of the Great Ming Empire, I am Zhu Xinghe. "

Yang Xuan smiled at the corner of his mouth and repeated his words: "You are just a trash."

"I am not, I killed you." Zhu Xinghe's eyes looked like To spit out fire, he raised his fist and rushed towards Yang Xuan.

Boom!

Yang Xuan kicked him to the ground with one kick, and added: "Trash!"

Zhu Xinghe got up from the ground and turned to Yang again. Xuan rushed over.

Yang Xuan kicked him to the ground again.

After seven or eight times, Zhu Xinghe had blood on the corners of his mouth. He had completely lost his strength, but he was still struggling to stand up and attack Yang Xuan again.

"You said that you are not a waste. I have not used any cultivation base. You are not my opponent. Not a waste is what?" Yang Xuan dropped his big foot, fiercely stepping on his face. superior.

Zhu Xinghe's face began to deform under Yang Xuan's feet, but he was still struggling and wanted to stand up.

Yang Xuan let go of him and watched Zhu Xinghe struggle to stand up, trying to charge him again.

"In fact, your ideal is very good." Yang Xuan suddenly arrived.

Zhu Xinghe was taken aback.

"Do you want to realize it?" Yang Xuan slightly smiled, said.

Zhu Xinghe is silent, do not understand what Yang Xuan means.

At the same time, a sentence floated into Zhu Xinghe's ears.

"The ideal is good, but to realize it, there is only one possibility."

"What is possible?"

Zhu Xinghe looks at the back of Yang Xuan Asked, with blood on the corners of his mouth, but asked involuntarily.

"When you stand in the Peak of this world, then naturally you can do what you want to do." Yang Xuan said indifferently.

Zhu Xinghe was taken aback, his eyes flashed with strange light, but they dimmed again.

"Actually, your natural waste is not a problem to me."

Yang Xuan's next sentence fell in Zhu Xinghe's ears, like thunder.

It hurts!

The severe pain hit Zhu Xinghe's whole body, like uncovering the scars that had been covered in dust for a long time.

"Natural waste body, it is difficult to practice martial arts!"

"Look at it, this is our waste brother, he is born waste body, haha, waste."

"Born in the Great Ming Empire, a waste, dare to pretend to inherit the throne?"

"Star River...you...I am your big brother, you...hello Poison..."

"Star River, you...you dare to plot against me, you...damn..."

...

Sentence The words, a silhouette flashed in front of Zhu Xinghe's eyes, causing him to have a splitting headache and anguish.

"I am not a waste!" Zhu Xinghe has red eyes, gnashing teeth and face looks sinister.

"You are the trash, you all go...and die." He halted every word, bloodthirsty and crazy.

He is a natural waste body, but he is also the only person in the history of the Great Ming Empire to ascend the throne as a mortal.

For so many years, he has run the Great Ming Empire cautiously, like walking on thin ice, so that the people of the Great Ming Empire can live and work in peace and contentment. Two words do not want to live.

Waste!

So he hates, he hates all those who practice martial arts in the world.

"Will you let me practice martial arts?" Zhu Xinghe looked at Yang Xuan, and broke out a few words between his teeth.

"No!" Yang Xuan's words seemed to pour a bucket of cold water on him, so that the flame of hope he had just ignited was directly extinguished.

Just when he was about to break out, Yang Xuan's words pulled him back from the fringe of madness.

"But the world is not the only way to get to Peak by practicing martial arts. My Immortal Sect cultivation technique can still be used."

"Now you have two choices." Yang Xuan looked at him and slowly said: "One, I will not kill you, I will send you back, and you will continue to be your emperor."

paused, he said again: "Second, give up on you The emperor’s position has since changed and joined me Immortal Sect, I will tell you Immortal Sect cultivation technique."

"I will give you one day to consider, and after one day, I will come here." Yang Xuan said After that, I took out some dry food from the storage ring and threw it at Zhu Xinghe's feet, then turned and left.

Yang Xuan went back to Meng Qingqing and found that Meng Qingqing’s cultivation was on the right track, so he didn’t have to worry about it.

One day passed by. When Yang Xuan returned to Zhu Xinghe, he found that Zhu Xinghe was still standing in place, seemingly motionless.

"How are you thinking about it?" Yang Xuan showed his figure and asked.

Zhu Xinghe stared at Yang Xuan and suddenly asked: "There is no free lunch in the world, what do I need to do?"

Yang Xuan nodded: "It seems that you have made a choice. I, Immortal Sect aloof and remote, disdain for secular forces, but sometimes it’s not possible without secular forces, so I need you to develop my Immortal Sect’s secular forces in secret. It’s not difficult for you."

In fact, Yang Xuan has always had an idea, that is, to turn the fictitious into reality.

Make the imaginary Immortal Sect come true, and it truly stands in the Peak of this world.

However, in this respect, Yang Xuan is not suitable for himself. Others such as Xiao Qiao'er and Meng Qingqing do not need to be considered at all.

So, after seeing Zhu Xinghe's meridian who was born and blocked that day and the amazing Metal Element innate talent, he came up with the idea of ​​accepting Zhu Xinghe as a disciple.

He doesn't have the time to create a force from nothing, but Zhu Xinghe, who has been an emperor for a lifetime, can.

Zhu Xinghe was silent. After a while, he suddenly knelt in front of Yang Xuan and respectfully knocked his head three times.

After he got up, Yang Xuan's Divine Consciousness had penetrated his body.

There is nothing wrong with Zhu Xinghe. Like him, Zhu Xinghe belongs to the born blocked meridians and cannot practice martial arts at all.

However, the group of rays of light and the group of Metal Element Spiritual Qi in his body were discovered by Yang Xuan when he first stepped into the great hall.

Yes, this Zhu Xinghe turned out to be a very rare Metal Spirit Root, and the innate talent is so strong that it is countless times higher than Xiao Qiao'er and Meng Qingqing.

At this point, from the fact that he has no cultivation or any cultivation cultivation technique, his body can absorb Metal Element Spiritual Qi on its own and condense into a group, it can be seen how amazing his innate talent is.

Even, Yang Xuan can assert that once Zhu Xinghe learns the cultivation cultivation technique, his cultivation speed will be extremely terrifying if the resources are sufficient.

Yang Xuan is playing with fire!

However, he just wants to see how much a waste like him can bring to this world after setting foot on Peak.

Perhaps, with Zhu Xinghe's temperament, it is very likely that Yang Xuan will backlash after successfully cultivating it, but why is he afraid?

If even a little Zhu Xinghe can't handle it, then he simply committed suicide.