"Who I am, you are not qualified to know. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Yang Xuan sneered, his body disappeared from the spot, and instantly appeared in front of the horse-faced man, and he struck with a thunderous punch, with a booming roar.

The horse-faced man was shocked, and the spirit knife in his hand was violently blocked, and it hit Yang Xuan's fist with a bang, but Yang Xuan's physical defense was strong, and he collided with the spirit knife, but there was no.

Kick, kick, kick!!!

The horse-faced man retreated seven or eight steps in succession, and the huge force of Yang Xuan's fist shook his hands.

"How is that possible!?" The others all couldn't believe it, was this still a human, and blocked the spirit knife with a flesh and blood fist, not to mention, and shocked their boss back.

"Kill!" Yang Xuan abandoned the horse-faced man, his body shook, and his fist attacked, directly exploding the head of a man in the Nine Heavens of the Vientiane Realm.

At the same time, he kicked out, kicking out another man at the peak of the Vientiane Realm, his strength was too great, the man had not yet landed in mid-air and disintegrated, his body exploded with a bang, and flesh and blood flew wildly.

Bang bang bang!

Yang Xuan's body was like lightning, he didn't stop, he continued to kill, his moves were simple and fierce, where his body passed, fist shadows flew, blood splashed, no one could stop him, the rabbit rose and fell, several Vientiane Realm martial artists were all wiped out, all of them died miserably, shocking.

"Now, it's your turn. Soon, Yang Xuan walked towards the horse-faced man, with a murderous aura, as if a killing god had been born.

"You monster!" the horse-faced man screamed in fright, without any hesitation, turned around and left, flying away with all his might, he was already frightened, and just wanted to stay away from Yang Xuan, a kid like a demon king.

"Are you able to go?" A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Yang Xuan's mouth, urging the blood wings to flash suddenly, and a fist smashed into the vest of the horse-faced man, who sprayed blood wildly, and his body flew out sideways, smashing into a mess of stones.

Yang Xuanlong walked in pursuit of the tiger.

"Brute, Lao Tzu slaughtered you. Unable to escape, the horse-faced man also let go, pounced like an angry lion, turned his right hand into a palm knife, slashed at Yang Xuan's neck, and his left hand bent his fingers into a grasp, grabbing Yang Xuan's left chest.

"Robbers are robbers, and sure enough, they are deadly. Yang Xuan sneered, leaned forward with both hands, banged twice, firmly grasped the palm knife and claws, twisted violently, and suddenly there was a sound of bone cracking.

The horse-faced man looked miserable, the severe pain made his face distort, and his right leg kicked frantically towards Yang Xuan's lower abdomen.

"Sure enough, but you're too weak. Yang Xuan's eyes were cold, and he grabbed the other party's left knee first, making a clicking sound.

"Ahh

"Don't blame me for being ruthless, blame you for messing with people you shouldn't mess with, remember your eyes shining in the next life. The words were still there, and Yang Xuan used his hands to tear the horse-faced man into two pieces.

Tearing apart his life with every gesture shows how terrifying Yang Xuan's physical strength is.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is now a humanoid killing weapon, even if he does not urge the true yuan, he can crush ordinary Heavenly and Human Realm martial artists.

……

All the way forward, there are giant snakes with large mountain peaks, and there are also giant bears with red bodies, these are all ancient relics living in the lava mountain range, their strength is strong, and they are terrifying to a region, but fortunately, Yang Xuan's perception is strong, and there is a shadow cloak, all of which are far away.

In such a small half a day, Lu also saw many strong people passing by in the sky, rushing to the depths of the lava mountains.

Yang Xuan understands that the Demon Emperor's mausoleum is ahead, where opportunities and crises coexist, and whether he can get any treasure depends on luck.

Walking not fast or slow, Yang Xuan sensed that he released his full strength, he was afraid that he would run into Yan Ruyue and Jin Ming halfway, and it was okay to meet Yan Ruyue, the demon girl would not kill him after all, but if he met the domineering Jin Ming, the result would be different, and he estimated that he would have to use the shadow cloak to escape in embarrassment.

"Jin Ming!" Yang Xuan gritted his teeth, firmly remembered the name, and only waited for the cultivation to go, and would go to seek revenge.

Time flies, and after two hours, the scene ahead changes, and a boiling magma lake comes into view, and the heat is pressing.

"Everyone, the Demon Emperor's mausoleum is buried in the depths of this magma lake, let's go over. ”

"There won't be danger ahead?"

"There must be danger, but if you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger?"

"That's right, we have come here after a lot of hardships, how can we go home, no matter how you say it, we have to fight. ”

In the open space on the shore of the lake, there was a lot of noise, and when Yang Xuan came here, he was surprised to find that it was already crowded with people, gathering ten thousand warriors.

These people have scattered cultivators, there are masters from the Bajian Sect, Qingyun Sect, Yunlan Villa and other sects, in addition to many martial arts families outside the dark forest, in short, there are people of three sects and nine streams.

However, no matter what the origin, the people who can come here have one thing in common, that is, the cultivation is high enough.

After glancing around, Yang Xuan found that the lowest cultivation of the crowd also had the Five Heavens of the Vientiane Realm, and the highest cultivation had even reached the peak of the Destiny Realm.

"Is the little brother a person?" At this moment, a man at the peak of the Vientiane Realm came to Yang Xuan.

"Hmm. Yang Xuan nodded.

"Tsk, little brother is really amazing, but this magma lake is huge, and the road is not expected to be too peaceful, how about you join my team?"

"No need, I'm a loner and don't like teaming up. ”

After that, Yang Xuan didn't care about the displeased man, and came to a clearing alone to meditate and breathe.

All the way here, he also consumed a lot of true yuan, and he had to restore the true yuan to a full state.

"Everyone, without further ado, let's go. ”

"Let's go. ”

At the same time as Yang Xuan was breathing, many martial artists rose into the sky in groups and flew towards the depths of the magma lake.

In half an hour, there were only a few hundred people left on the shore of the magma lake, and they were all low in cultivation, hesitating to go deeper.

"Who is that kid, who dares to fly over this magma lake alone, isn't he afraid of dying on the road?"

"Damn, support the bold, starve the cowardly, that kid dares to go over to the six heavens of the Vientiane Realm, and I have no reason to retreat. A big man at the peak of the Vientiane Realm roared loudly and soared into the air with a spiritual weapon.

……

The magma lake was hundreds of feet high in the sky, Yang Xuan's sword flew, his black hair flew, and he flew forward with the large group of martial artists, and the road did not encounter any danger.

This is not strange, this piece of heaven and earth is filled with a terrifying force field, like a hundred thousand mountains pressing on the top, overwhelming people, no matter how high or low everyone is cultivated, after entering this rock lake, they are sweating profusely, feeling uncomfortable, and they almost want to turn around and flee after suffocating.

This force field was obviously emitted by the corpse of the Demon Emperor.

This is a powerful supreme realm, even if the demon emperor has been dead for an unknown number of years, this supreme realm has never disappeared, and it has not even weakened by half a point, which can be called immortal.

Yang Xuan's face turned pale, his head was sweating profusely, and he flew forward slowly, and the deeper he went, the more intense the fire energy between heaven and earth became, exuding a blazing high temperature.

With a stick of incense, he finally flew over the magma lake and came to the opposite shore.

Here, the mountains are majestic, endless, and in the deepest place, the fire is soaring into the sky, illuminating this piece of heaven and earth, dazzling, like a red sun, pointing out the direction to many warriors, everyone breathed on the shore, and they all flew towards the place where the fire was, and Yang Xuan was no exception, driving a Pinfei sword and flying over.

The Purgatory Sword is an artifact, although it doesn't look good, but there are many capable people in the world, if someone sees that he has an artifact, then he is in danger.

"Boom!"

After flying all the way for more than ten miles, a muffled sound came, as if the heart was beating, strong and powerful.

Knock knock, knock knock, knock knock!!

At the beginning, the muffled sound was still very weak, but as it continued to move forward, the muffled sound was like a war drum, earth-shattering, extremely terrifying, Yang Xuan urged the True Yuan Protector, and he also felt uncomfortable.

"Boom!"

Every half minute, the muffled sound resounded through the world.

Soon, another muffled sound came, Yang Xuan's body trembled, and his soul seemed to have been hit hard, almost collapsing.

"Damn, what kind of sound is this, how can it be so terrifying!?"

"No, we can't move forward, otherwise this voice will definitely kill!"

"Guys, don't you think the sound sounds like a heartbeat?"

"It's really similar, it's difficult, could it be that the Demon Emperor hasn't died yet!?"

"What, don't be kidding, how could the Demon Emperor not die!?"

High in the sky, many warriors screamed in surprise, and they all stopped, and they no longer dared to cross the thunder pool for half a step, and many people were suspicious, worried that the demon emperor was not dead.

A generation of ancient demon emperors, if they really didn't die, it would be an absolutely terrible event.

"Could it be that the Demon Emperor is really not dead!?"

Yang Xuan's expression was solemn, he also felt that the voice was a heartbeat, and hurriedly took the sword and landed on the top of a mountain that was thousands of feet high.

There is no vegetation on this side, it is very open, and hundreds of warriors have also come here one after another, all looking into the distance.

For a moment, everyone opened their mouths wide, their eyes were full of surprise, and they looked incredulous.

I saw that twenty or thirty thousand zhang away, nine thousands of zhang high giant peaks were located in one place, surrounded in a circle, and the stars were clustered like the moon in the hanging ancient hall of the center.

The ancient hall is not majestic, suspended in the air of two thousand zhang, there are tens of thousands of square meters, the whole body is red, emitting ten thousand zhang of brilliance, shining in ten directions.

Knock knock! knock knock!!

The muffled sound like a heartbeat and a war drum came from the ancient hall, every half a minute, without interruption, and it was shocking.

"Hanging Ancient Palace, is that the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum!?"

"You can't be wrong. ”

"From ancient times to the present, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the Demon Emperor's mausoleum is almost immortal, and I don't know what material it is made of?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be Huo Yaojing, a fist-sized piece, worth a million lower grade Yuan Stones. ”

"Hey, isn't it as expensive as you say!?"

"No, it's not expensive at all, do you know what Huo Yaojing is, it is the best Yuan Stone, or the best Yuan Stone with a single fire attribute, for a martial artist who cultivates fire attribute exercises, the value is incalculable. ”

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