The woman's name is Yu Hanrong, an elder of the Ice Palace, and a second-order cultivator of the Void God.

As a master of the Divine Realm, she had fought all her life, and she didn't know how many enemies had died under his hands, but at this moment, she froze.

Flames, crimson flames everywhere.

Huge flames rose up, engulfing the woman and engulfing the void.

"Hehehe!" Yang Xuan's laughter came out of the flames, strange and bloodthirsty.

"Die! I will burn your souls in a black flame and cause you to die in agony. ”

Yu Hanrong, who was already surrounded by flames, seemed to have a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in front of her, and in the dazzling red, there was a thick smell of blood, and her body began to tremble.

"This can't be, this can't be!"

The next moment, Yu Hanrong shouted frantically, his face full of fear and disbelief: "How can you have such a high level of cultivation, this is impossible." ”

The flames swallowed the sky, and nine crimson dragons appeared beside Yang Xuan, who was standing in the flames in the air, with teeth and claws, choosing people to devour.

Yang Xuan's face was full of hideousness, and his eyes had turned red, red like blood.

Rumble!

A giant dragon suddenly left Yang Xuan's side, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed it directly towards Yu Hanrong.

"No, you can't do that. Yu Hanrong shouted frantically, his voice was full of fear, and he was no longer calm.

Before she really fought Yang Xuan, she would never have imagined how terrible Yang Xuan was.

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

In the moment before she died, a trace of regret appeared in her heart as never before.

If......

There is no if, there is no if in this world, and Yang Xuan has long not believed in ifs.

Yu Hanrong is dead, and there are no bones, but the flame in Yang Xuan's eyes has not yet dissipated.

The apprentice was grabbed from the ground by him, and after a spiritual energy was sent 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 the clouds, cold and bloodthirsty.

The apprentice was in a trance, and replied involuntarily: "My name is Kong Ankang." ”

"Say the art of sincerity. Nine dragons hovered behind Yang Xuan, making him look like a god.

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

The next moment, the darkness expanded infinitely, enveloping Kong Ankang.

A moment later, Yang Xuan threw Kong Ankang's body on the ground.

Sincerity!

The sincerity technique he got from Kong Ankang made his eyes shine with a strange light.

The way of sincerity can be known in advance.

This is another kind of exercise involving the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth that he has obtained after borrowing swordsmanship.

This kind of supreme technique has nothing to do with cultivation or martial arts, this is a direct application of "Dao"!

Like borrowing swordsmanship, the person who creates the art of sincerity is really a peerless genius.

From the infinite possibilities, pick up that trace of time, and use it to spy into the future, and cultivate the Sincerity Technique to the highest depths, I am afraid that it can really be predicted.

After letting out a long breath, Yang Xuan's eyes were full of killing intent.

He will let the Northern Frontier Ice Palace bleed like a river, and let her be removed from this world from now on.

He will let everyone know that his Yang Xuan's reverse scales can't be touched!

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

Outside the main hall, the figures swayed, and the guards of the entire palace came here, surrounding the emperor's bedroom.

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 coming east.

Bang!

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

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty, are you alright?" The general who took the lead in rushed in looked at Yang Xuan dumbfounded.

Yang Xuan nodded and said, "Stand down, the thieves have already retreated and strengthened the vigilance in the palace." ”

After the soldiers retreated, Yang Xuan quietly left the palace.

Not long after, he returned, and with a shake of his hand, a man appeared in front of him.

"Gu Zhenguo is handed over to you. Yang Xuan asked lightly.

"By the oracle!" the man knelt on the ground, not daring to lift his head.

Yang Xuan didn't talk nonsense anymore, and pointed at his eyebrows.

After a few breaths, the emperor of Gu Zhenguo, coming to the east, no, Gu Donglai appeared in front of him.

This person is from Huangquanmen, a pseudo-god cultivator, and he is used to guard the ancient Zhen country, no matter how good it is.

Yang Xuan settled down a few more words, and then disappeared into the main hall.

Three hundred miles away from the capital of Gu Zhen, Yang Xuan's body was shocked and stopped.

His face gradually became solemn.

He stood quietly in the void, as if he was frozen, as if he was feeling something.

No wind, no sound.

The sun is falling, but there is no trace of warmth, giving people a cold feeling.

Time passed, Yang Xuan still didn't move, but beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a gust of wind blew through the ends of his hair.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. An old voice came from the void.

A pair of hands suddenly appeared in the void in front of Yang Xuan's eyes, and they tore outward with force, and one side of the void was torn apart instantly, revealing a large black hole.

The next moment, an old man walked out of the void.

Yang Xuan still didn't move, and the feeling of being imprisoned still didn't disappear.

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

True God Realm.

Looking at the unique patterns on the old man's dark red clothes, Yang Xuan took a deep breath.

He already knew the identity of the person who came.

"Blood Corpse Ancestor?" he asked.

The old man nodded, and the void crack behind him disappeared: "The old man's blood corpse has seen the Qingtian Holy Son." ”

Yang Xuan didn't speak, he didn't expect to meet the Blood Corpse Ancestor here.

"Your Highness don't need to be surprised. The Blood Corpse Ancestor seemed to know what Yang Xuan was thinking, and said with a smile: "Your Highness has been too busy recently, running around, and the old man has also been running for several days, so he intercepted His Highness here." ”

After a pause, he seemed to sigh a little: "Performing Void Displacement is too exhausting, if it weren't for the old man being in a hurry to see His Highness, he wouldn't have used Void Displacement several times." ”

"Void displacement?" Yang Xuan asked.

The Blood Corpse Ancestor did not have the evil aura in his name, but instead explained like a kind old man: "That is something that can only be mastered by advancing to the True God Realm, and His Highness has not yet been promoted to the True God Realm, so naturally he doesn't know." ”

"You're here to kill me?" Yang Xuan asked suddenly.

The Blood Corpse Ancestor nodded without hesitation, and said: "Yes, Your Highness and my Corpse Hall have too deep enmity, coupled with excellent talent and amazing cultivation speed, if Your Highness inherits the position of a saint in the future, the life of my Corpse Hall must not be easy, it is better to kill Your Highness, and come to a hundred." ”

Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed: "Kill me, you are not afraid that the sage will come down." ”

"Not in the Holy Mountain, of course, but outside, that's another story. The Blood Corpse Ancestor still smiled: "The dead Qingtian Holy Son is naturally not worth anything. ”

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

The Blood Corpse Ancestor smiled, he shook his head and said, "You don't understand, it's impossible not to kill." ”

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

"No in case. The Blood Corpse Ancestor shook his head with a smile: "As a void, you don't understand what truth is at all. ”

Yang Xuan didn't ask again, he just took a hard breath again, and then slowly spit it out again.

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

The aura was surging wildly, and Yang Xuan's eyes seemed to turn golden.

"What's true?" he paused.

Suddenly, a huge golden moon appeared in the sky.

"Is this true?" he stared at the Blood Corpse Ancestor.

The next moment, he flicked his fingers.

Call!

Jin Yue was like a hook, and slashed towards the Blood Corpse Ancestor.