Gradually, Yang Xuan's body quickly heated up, and his skin was red, as if he could ooze blood, which was caused by the surging of qi and blood caused by too much pain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ:6d

Yang Xuan was panting like a cow, sweating profusely, and the sweat was even mixed with a little blood.

Discovering this, he hurriedly closed the pores of his whole body to avoid the loss of qi and blood.

These blood threads contained a little bit of the energy of the Immortal God Water, and naturally they couldn't be wasted in vain.

At this moment, despite the turmoil of qi and blood in his body, it was still within his bearing, and he always maintained the posture of Xuanwu Strength, and worked hard to refine the six intestines, striving to be able to practice the intestines today.

Time passed bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, he had been cultivating for three hours.

At this moment, as the last bottle of Immortal God Water was refined, his six internal organs vibrate, causing his five internal organs to resound and clang.

Opening his eyes, Yang Xuan's eyes burst out, he took a deep breath, and then exhaled, only to feel that his breathing was getting smoother and smoother, and his whole body was full of great strength.

At this time, his internal organs are as hard as iron, but he does not lose his toughness, and when he exhales and breathes, his body will have a special rhythm.

Yang Xuan sighed: "Finally, the cultivation is complete, and then I can find a time to retreat and cultivate the Eight Gates of Life and Death." ”

There are eight doors of life and death, each of which is accompanied by a corresponding danger, although the door of life is the easiest to open, but if you are disturbed, it is still a trivial matter to abandon the previous efforts, and a bad one will lose control of your blood and blood, explode and die.

"Try your strength!" Yang Xuan sank into the dantian and punched out with a slam punch.

"Boom!" There was a dull loud noise, a vacuum appeared, and the entire practice room was violently windy, and the movement was extremely loud.

"Very good, the fist power has really reached 20,000 catties!" Yang Xuan was excited, now he was sure to defeat Jin Ming by relying on the war puppet, but it was a little difficult to kill Jin Ming, after all, the other party was a descendant of the ancient divine beast Golden Winged Dapeng, with Dapeng Golden Wing, he could escape if he couldn't beat it.

Shaking his head, Yang Xuan muttered to himself, "The Xuanwu Strength Technique has come to an end, and the eight gates of life and death in the future, the Birth Gate, the Rest Gate, the Du Gate, the Injury Gate, the Jing Gate, the Shock Gate, the Open Door, and the Death Gate, each of them needs to be fearless, bold, and great opportunity to get through, and finally become holy in the flesh." ”

As he spoke, his eyes showed a look of anticipation, hoping that one day he would be able to surpass the master and the king of war and open up all the eight gates of life and death.

"There's no hurry now, when I return to the Sword God Palace, I'll use the real dragon fruit to open the birth gate. Wiping the sweat from his face, Yang Xuan walked out of the practice room.

"You cultivator maniac has finally given up. Xia Yuwei said with some disgust, she just heard movement in the practice room, so she was already waiting outside, and when she saw Yang Xuan, who was sweating profusely, came out, she immediately handed over a clean towel.

"No, I'm going to take a shower. Yang Xuan shook his head, gently grabbed Xia Yuwei's jade hand, and silently felt the delicate skin of the beauty, the touch was indescribable, what I really wanted to say can be summarized in three words.

Very cool!

Yang Xuan stared at Xia Yuwei who was close at hand, wearing a lilac Luo skirt, tall figure, delicate facial features, picturesque eyebrows, eyes like autumn water, and a mature beauty.

Maybe she had just finished her cultivation, her whole body was drenched in sweat, her skin was flushed, and she looked indescribably bright and moving.

Yang Xuan's heart was hot, and he swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and seeing him looking at him stupidly, Xia Yuwei's heart was both shy and sweet, she reached out and nodded his forehead, and snorted, "Idiot, have you seen enough?"

"It's not enough, Sister Yuwei is so beautiful, I can't get enough of it in my life. Yang Xuan's ability to coax women is a must, and he smiled with a salivating face.

"Rhetoric, you must have said the same to other women?" Xia Yuwei said with a fire-like cloud on her jade cheeks, biting her lips.

"A good wife has wronged her husband, what I said is true, from the bottom of my heart. Yang Xuan stretched out his hand and gently touched Xia Yuwei's willow waist, rubbing her back lightly, while gently blowing hot air in her ear.

"It's so itchy, you, don't do that. Xia Yuwei sighed, her body trembled uncontrollably, her heartbeat accelerated several times, and she grabbed Yang Xuan's arms with both hands to prevent him from touching her back.

Yang Xuan didn't speak, lowered his head, kissed her delicate two lips, and covered her voice all in his mouth.

Xia Yuwei was still a little struggling at the beginning, but after a while, it was difficult to resist the fiery enthusiasm of a lecherous man.

For a long time, the lips parted.

Yang Xuan whispered affectionately in Xia Yuwei's ear, "Good wife, look at you, you're also sweating, how about we take a mandarin duck bath?"

Xia Yuwei heard him call herself his wife, and her pretty face became more and more ruddy, but when she heard that she was going to take a mandarin duck bath, she was suddenly embarrassed, her heart was pounding, and she whispered, "You are so dishonest, I will accompany you to wash ......"

The latter words are really hard to say.

"Haha, what's the shyness, let's take a shower together and don't do anything else. Yang Xuan laughed, picked Xia Yuwei up by the waist, and rushed towards the bathroom.

"Wrongdoer, slow down. Xia Yuwei was ashamed and buried the head of the mantis in his arms.

After a shared bath, the endless dark fragrance floated, although Yang Xuan was itchy and unbearable, but after all, he didn't eat Xia Yuwei whole.

……

In the early morning of this day, the morning glow was shining.

Yang Xuan and Xia Yuwei were obsessed with each other, so he entered the practice room, preparing to refine and create fossils to improve his cultivation, he got more than a hundred fossils from the Xiahou Feng Storage Ring of the Xiaoyao Sect Sect, and he consumed dozens of them when he came to the state from the Dongming Sea, and now there are still about thirty pieces left.

Although it was said that every time the Heaven and Man Realm was raised, it was necessary to absorb a large amount of vitality, but in Yang Xuan's opinion, if he could refine these thirty or so pieces of fossils, his cultivation should be able to reach the Heaven and Man Realm Three Heavens.

While Yang Xuan was pondering, the purgatory boy's voice came, "Boy, someone has come to trouble you." ”

"Who?"

"Song Boming. ”

"Oh, where is he?"

Yang Xuan's eyebrows were slanted, and the corners of his mouth were covered with a cold smile, covered by the Dragon Clan's Supreme Dragon Youlan, he was now wishing that Song Boming would come to him for revenge.

"Outside the Drunken Immortal Building, but he has changed his appearance, you may not be able to recognize him. The Purgatory Boy said.

"Hehe, is it necessary for me to recognize him?" Yang Xuanyin smiled sympathetically.

"Your kid is really full of bad water, are you going to borrow a knife to kill someone?" The purgatory boy is a personal essence, so he naturally understands what Yang Xuan wants.

"Of course, there is the supreme of the dragon clan, unless Song Boming doesn't do it, otherwise he will definitely die. Yang Xuan said, went out of the practice room, and after instructing Xia Yuwei to practice hard, he went out of the guest room alone, and met a few barbarians on the way, but he didn't let them follow, and went all the way down the Drunken Immortal Building and came outside.

Outside the drunken fairy building, the traffic is busy, and people come and go.

Yang Xuan stretched his waist in the face of the rising sun, and did not go to find out Song Boming's location, but wandered around the spacious street along the flow of people, quietly waiting for Song Boming to make a move.

Song Boming was very careful and did not rush to make a move, probably because he was worried about Di Tian and the others in the Drunken Immortal Tower.

"Almost. Yang Xuan thought as he walked, he was now several miles away from the Drunken Immortal Tower, and knew that Song Boming might break out at any time.

"Yang Xuan'er, your time of death has arrived!" As Yang Xuan pondered, an angry shout came, and a body lightning swept by.

The speed of the person who came was extremely fast, and a big hand reached out, causing a void roar, and grabbed Yang Xuan's neck with lightning speed.

"What's going on!?"

"Obediently, isn't that Yang Xuan, who was actually captured. ”

"Who is that person, who is so blatantly attacking Yang Xuan, aren't you afraid of the Sword God Palace's retaliation afterwards?"

"The cultivation of the peak of the Fate Fall Realm, if I guess correctly, he should be Song Boming, the Marquis of Jinyang of the Great Jin Kingdom. ”

"It turned out to be him, it seems that he is seeking revenge!"

"Of course, his son Song Yun was killed by Yang Xuan, how could he give up?"

When the nearby crowd was in an uproar and talking, Yang Xuan was still held by Song Boming without changing his face, and said lightly, "If you don't come to me for revenge, you may be able to live for three or five more years, but since you are here, then it is better to leave your life here today." ”

"Haha, you are still cheap when you die, little brute, you have to figure out the situation, you have been captured by me now, I only need to exert a force, you will be in a different place, and you will die. Song Boming laughed angrily, his expression was hideous, and his eyes were murderous.

He hated Yang Xuan so much, and when he heard the news that Yang Xuan was in the City of Chaos, he rushed to come day and night.

"Yes, then you can do it. Yang Xuan is still so calm and relaxed.

This made Song Boming frown, a little incomprehensible, but thinking of his son Song Yun's tragic death in the hands of Yang Xuan, his eyes widened angrily, full of hatred and killing intent exploded, and he roared, "Evil animal, my son was brutally killed by you, and I was also ruined by you, even if it is death, I will pull you on your back and die for Lao Tzu." ”

After that, crush Yang Xuan's neck.

"In this city, whoever dares to touch Yang Xuan, this kid, will not be spared. ”

Suddenly, a cold snort sounded like thunder throughout the chaotic city, causing a great earthquake, and many people heard that this voice came from the cold-faced Venerable who killed without blinking an eye under the Supreme List, and their hearts trembled involuntarily.

No one expected that the cold-faced Venerable would protect Yang Xuan like this.

Here, as the cold snort came, Song Boming was like being struck by lightning, vomiting blood in his mouth, and the big hand that grabbed Yang Xuan's neck also became weak and weak, and Yang Xuan easily broke free.

"Get on your knees. Yang Xuan snorted coldly and kicked Song Boming's right knee.

Click!

The crisp sound of bone cracking came, and Song Boming stood unsteadily, kneeling on one knee, and his painful face was distorted.

"Bang!" Yang Xuan's expression was cold, he didn't give up, and kicked Song Boming's left knee with another kick.

Thump!

Song Boming's left leg was weak, his knees touched the ground, and he knelt in front of Yang Xuan.

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