Chapter 884: The Boy Mighty

The purgatory boy's face was pale, panting like a cow, and his thin body was also shaking, flickering bright and dark, obviously at a disadvantage in the confrontation with the golden-robed old man. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

This is also normal, after all, the spirit body has not been reshaped, and it is still possible to deal with an ordinary emperor with the spirit body alone, but it is difficult to compete with an old emperor like the old man in the golden robe.

Looking at the purgatory boy, the golden-robed old man's eyes flashed, and he said: "The spirit is extremely strong, but the body is between the virtual and the real, and the old man is becoming more and more curious about your origin." ā€œ

"Don't snoop on me, you can't see through me. ā€

The purgatory boy snorted coldly, he is the supreme creation instrument spirit, which is by no means comparable to ordinary instrument spirits, unless the golden-robed old man is an existence beyond the emperor, it is impossible to see his details. Re-read, the update is the fastest.

"I'm not old, and my tone is really not small, don't think that if you take my palm just now, it's so amazing. ā€

As the golden-robed old man spoke, he released a wave of imperial power and directly suppressed the purgatory boy.

The purgatory boy looked fearless, but raised his head and said lazily: "Old shameless thing, if you are still an emperor, will you only bully the small with the big and oppress people with power?"

"Ignorant child, old man, no matter whether you were a human or a demon in your lifetime, or some other alien, you have to die today. ā€

The golden-robed old man has practiced for tens of thousands of years and rarely gets angry with others, but today his great-grandson was first killed, and now he was provoked by a child in front of him, and it was difficult to keep calm for a while.

"Come on, grandpa is standing here, waiting for you to kill. ā€

The Purgatory Boy beckoned, looking like you can do anything about me.

"Look for death!"

The golden-robed old man shot out angrily, a sharp and pressing golden light, like a terrifying golden ocean, which distorted the void and surged towards the purgatory boy.

"Broken!"

With a wave of his hand, the purgatory boy emitted billowing black gas, and the black gas that rose to the sky condensed but did not disperse, reaching yin and evil, as if it could corrode all things, and bombarded the golden ocean.

"Boom"

The violent energy escaped, forming a violent wave of qi, and at this moment, it was like a huge star bursting open, eclipsing the heavens and the earth.

"Retreat!"

Yang Xuan grabbed Mu Lingxue and retreated again and again.

"Master, why don't you take me away, woo, people are so pitiful. ā€

Butterfly Emperor was squeamish, his face was full of grievances, but there was a trace of horror in his eyes, and he retreated with Yang Xuan almost at full speed.

Even so, the three of them were swept away by the raging air waves, and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.

Especially Mu Lingxue, if it weren't for Yang Xuan grabbing her, I am afraid that she would have fallen to the ground softly, Rao is like this, and her body is also shaky and very weak.

"How's it going, is it badly hurt?"

Yang Xuan took advantage of the situation to hug Mu Lingxue, just caring about Mu Lingxue's injury, but he didn't care about his own injury.

"Out of the way, ahem......"

As soon as Mu Lingxue spoke, she coughed up blood even again, and at some point, the light veil on her face had already fallen off, revealing a delicate and beautiful face, which was not inferior to the Butterfly Emperor on the side.

"Come, take this thing quickly. ā€

Yang Xuan couldn't appreciate this beauty, and hurriedly took out a jade bottle from the storage ring, although there was only a little milky spring liquid in the bottle, it was a priceless fountain of life.

For a long time, it was not too badly injured, and Yang Xuan himself was reluctant to use it.

"What is this?"

Mu Lingxue's eyes rolled, with a little curiosity.

"Whatever it is, open your mouth and drink it. ā€

Yang Xuan urged.

Mu Lingxue was stunned, but finally took the jade bottle and poured a drop of the fountain of life into her mouth.

"Master, don't you have my share, and people are not lightly injured!"

On the side, the Butterfly Emperor looked at Yang Xuan pitifully, even if it was just a light sniff, she also smelled the powerful life qi.

This is the fountain of life, a drop can give birth to life and death, and bring people back to life, ordinary people can greatly prolong their life by taking a drop, and it is not a problem to live for 1,800 years.

"If you are not seriously injured, don't waste it, give, reward you with a sugar pill to satisfy your hunger. ā€

Yang Xuan glanced at the Butterfly Emperor and casually threw a healing pill into her mouth.

"So sweet, thank you hosts. ā€

Butterfly Emperor grinned, stood on tiptoe, and quickly kissed Yang Xuan on the face.

"You, what are you doing!?"

It was Mu Lingxue who spoke, and when she saw that the Butterfly Emperor suddenly kissed Yang Xuan, she felt very uncomfortable.

"Ah, is Madame jealous? Sorry, Fluttershy is just grateful to her master, and she doesn't think anything wrong. ā€

Butterfly Emperor covered his mouth lightly, his expression was very exaggerated, Yang Xuan even saw a bit of banter in her eyes, and he was angry and funny for no reason, and said: "I'm a clean person, your joke is a bit big." ā€

The master is angry, and Fluttershy doesn't dare anymore. ā€

The Butterfly Emperor is timid and authentic.

Yang Xuan knew that this girl was pretending, so he was helpless and speechless, so he turned to Mu Lingxue and smiled, "That, Ling Xue, don't mind, it's impossible for her to follow me." ā€

"Really!?"

Mu Lingxue will be suspicious, the Butterfly Emperor is not ugly, not only is he not ugly, but he is also very beautiful, it is difficult to guarantee that Yang Xuan will not be tempted by him.

"Why is it impossible, doesn't the master think I'm not pretty enough?"

The Butterfly Emperor was not happy and deliberately moved his body closer to Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan lowered his head slightly, and he could see a touching face, and he was speechless for a while.

"None of the men are good. ā€

"Ling Xue, you misunderstood me, or I swear to the sky!"

"No, I don't believe it. ā€

Hearing this, Yang Xuan wanted to say something, but he heard a loud roar in the distance, needless to say, he knew that it must be the purgatory boy who was fighting with the old man in the golden robe.

"No, this place is dangerous, you two go first to avoid it. ā€

Feeling the constant terrifying waves of qi attacking, Yang Xuan quickly took out the Purgatory Sword and sent Mu Lingxue and the Butterfly Emperor into the space inside the sword.

"Before you condense your physical body, you can hold on to the old man for so long, I have to say that your little doll was really strong when she was alive. ā€

"Old Zamao, don't force the master, otherwise you will look good. ā€

"Where to go?"

"Stinky boy, give me the sword. ā€

"Good!"

Yang Xuan immediately let go of his big hand, and the Purgatory Sword immediately turned into a streamer, which was instantly ingested into his hand by the Purgatory Boy.

"The tiger is not powerful, and I am really a sick cat. ā€

With a sword in hand, the temper of the purgatory boy has changed.

If he was a little arrogant and evil before, but at this moment, he has become very solemn and serious, giving people an illusion, as if he is not a child, but a peerless powerhouse who stands up to the sky.

"You!"

The golden-robed old man was taken aback, and then his gaze was fixed on the purgatory sword held tightly by the purgatory boy in his hand, "This sword is ......"

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