Cultivator In Martial God World

The woman's name is Yu Hanrong, Elder of the Ice Palace, and the Second Rank cultivation base of the imaginary god.

As a god expert, she has fought all her life. I don't know how many enemies died under his hand, but at this moment, she was stunned.

Fire, crimson flames everywhere.

A huge flame rose up, drowning the woman, and swallowing the Void.

"he he he !" Yang Xuan's laughter came from the flames, strange and bloodthirsty.

"Die! I will burn your souls in the black flame, so that you will die in pain."

Yu Hanrong, who has been surrounded by flames, seems to appear in front of his eyes After a sea of ​​corpse mountains and blood, a strong smell of blood came from the dazzling red, and her body began to tremble.

"This impossible, this impossible!"

Next moment, Yu Hanrong yelled crazily, full of fear and disbelief: "How can you have such a high cultivation? Base, this is impossible."

The flame swallows the sky, and Yang Xuan, standing volley in the flames, appears next to nine crimson giant dragons, baring fangs and brandishing claws, choosing people and devouring them.

Yang Xuan's face is full of ferociousness, and his eyes have become red, red like blood.

bang!

A giant dragon suddenly left Yang Xuan's side, opened his bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl, and swallowed it directly towards Yu Hanrong.

"No, you can't do this." Yu Hanrong yelled frantically, his voice full of fear, no longer the calmness he had before.

She would never have imagined how terrifying Yang Xuan was before she actually played against Yang Xuan.

At this time, she knew, but it was too late.

At the moment before she died, there was an unprecedented trace of regret in her heart.

If...

There is no if, this world, if there is no if, Yang Xuan would not believe if.

Yu Hanrong is dead, skeleton doesn't exist, but the flame in Yang Xuan's eyes has not dissipated.

He grabbed the discipline from the ground. After a piece of Spiritual Qi was put into his body, he, who was already on the verge of death, opened his eyes again.

"What's your name?" Yang Xuan's voice seemed to come from beyond the topmost clouds, cold and bloodthirsty.

Disciple's spirit is a bit trance, and the involuntarily replied: "My name is Kong Ankang."

"Speak the most sincere technique." The nine giant dragons hovered behind Yang Xuan, making him feel like Heavenly God.

Kong Ankang was awake for a moment. He opened his eyes, but what he saw were Yang Xuan's eyes that had become completely black.

Next moment, the darkness expanded infinitely, enclosing Kong Ankang.

After a while, Yang Xuan threw Kong Ankang's body on the ground.

Honesty!

The sincere technique he got from Kong Ankang made his eyes sparkle.

The way of sincerity can be known beforehand.

This is another cultivation technique involving Great Dao of Heaven and Earth that he obtained after borrowing the sword technique.

This kind of supreme technique has nothing to do with cultivation or Martial Dao. It is a direct application of "Dao"!

Like the sword technique, the person who creates the most sincere art is truly peerless genius.

From the infinite possibilities, pick up the shadow of time, so as to spy on the future, the most sincere cultivation to the most profound place, I am afraid that it is really possible to know beforehand.

After the long put out a breath, Yang Xuan's eyes are full of killing intents.

He will let Beijiang Ice Palace blood flow into a river and let her be removed from in this world.

He will let everyone know that his Yang Xuan's reverse scale is untouchable!

"Bold fanatics, don't let go of Your Majesty!"

The silhouette swayed outside the great hall, and the guarding forces of the entire Imperial Palace came here, bringing the emperor’s bedroom Surrounded by water.

Yang Xuan waved his sleeves, and the corpse and blood on the ground disappeared, and before the army rushed in, he had already turned into the appearance of Xiang Donglai.

Boom!

The door of the great hall was smashed open, and countless loyal soldiers rushed in regardless of life and death.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty! Are you okay?" The general who took the lead in rushing in looked at Yang Xuan dumbfounded.

Yang Xuan nodded, said: "Retreat, the culprits have retreated, strengthen the guard in the palace."

After the soldiers retreated, Yang Xuan quietly left the Imperial Palace.

Not long after, he came back again, shaking his hand, and a person appeared in front of him.

"Ancient Peak Country is handed over to you." Yang Xuan asked lightly.

"Observe Oracle!" The man knelt on the ground, not daring to lift his head.

Yang Xuan no longer talks nonsense, he pointed at the center of his eyebrows.

After a few breaths, the emperor of Ancient Peak Country, Xiang Donglai, no, Gu Donglai appeared in front of him.

This person is an Underworld Sect person, a false god cultivation base, used to guard the Ancient Peak Country, no matter how good it is.

Yang Xuan settled down a few more words, and then disappeared in the great hall.

Three hundred miles away in Ancient Peak Country, the galloping Yang Xuan shook his body and stopped.

His face gradually became serious.

He stood quietly in the sky, seeming to be stunned, and he seemed to be feeling something.

No wind, no sound.

The sun fell, but there was no warmth, giving people a cold feeling.

Time passed, Yang Xuan still did not move, but beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

I don't know how long, suddenly a gust of wind blew past the ends of his hair.

"We have been waiting for you for a long time." An old voice came from in the sky.

A pair of hands suddenly appeared in the void in front of Yang Xuan's eyes, and he tore it outward. One of the voids was instantly torn, revealing a big black hole.

Next moment, an old man walked out from in the sky.

Yang Xuan still did not move, and the feeling of being imprisoned still did not disappear.

Tore the void with bare hands, this is...

True God Realm.

Looking at the unique and extremely unique pattern on the old man's dark red clothing, Yang Xuan took a deep breath.

He already knows the identity of the visitor.

"Old Ancestor?" he asked.

The old man is nodded, and the void crack disappeared behind him: "old man blood corpse, I have seen the green Heavenly Saint."

Yang Xuan did not speak, he didn't expect to be here, Met the blood corpse Old Ancestor.

"His Royal Highness, don't be surprised." The blood corpse Old Ancestor seems to know what Yang Xuan is thinking. Said with a slight smile: "His Royal Highness has been too busy lately, running around. The old man also ran several times. Kong, this intercepted your Highness here."

He paused for a while, and he seemed to sigh: "To move in the void is too costly. If it weren’t for the old man to rush to see your Highness, it’s not I will use Void Displacement several times."

"Void Displacement?" Yang Xuan asked.

The blood corpse Old Ancestor does not have the kind of baleful aura in his name. Instead, he explained like a kind old man: "That is something that can only be mastered by the promotion of True God Realm. His Royal Highness has not yet been promoted to True. God Realm, naturally I don’t know."

"Are you here to kill me?" Yang Xuan asked suddenly.

Old Ancestor of the blood corpse nodded, said: "Yes, your Royal Highness and our corpse hall are too vengeful, coupled with excellent talents, and the cultivation speed is amazing. If your Royal Highness inherits the position of the saint in the future, My life in the corpse hall must not be so easy. It’s better to kill your highness and have a death ends all one's troubles."

Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed: "Kill me, you are not afraid of the saints coming down."

Sin comes down."

"Naturally not in Holy Mountain, but outside, let's say otherwise." The blood corpse Old Ancestor still smiled: "The dead blue Heavenly Saint son is naturally worthless. "

Yang Xuan shook hands and said, "What if you can't kill it?"

The blood corpse Old Ancestor smiled, he shook his head and said: "You don't understand, it is impossible to kill Nope."

"What if?" Yang Xuan's fingers began to tremble slightly.

"Nothing in case." The blood corpse Old Ancestor smiled and shook his head: "As a virtual you, you don't understand what is true."

Yang Xuan didn't ask any more, he just He took a deep breath again, and then vomited out slowly.

He knew that he might have to face the most dangerous battle since his debut.

Spiritual Qi surged wildly, Yang Xuan's eyes seemed to become golden.

"What is true?" He paused every word.

In the sky, a golden moon of incomparable gigantic suddenly appeared.

"Is this true?" He stared at the blood corpse Old Ancestor.

next moment, he flicks with the finger.

Huh!

Jinyue is like a hook, whizzing at the blood corpse Old Ancestor.