"Nothing is impossible!" Yang Xuan and Yuan Shen's voices sounded from between heaven and earth at the same time, as majestic as the way of heaven.

The next moment, the cage contracted, and blood spurted out of Xiao Hanyu's mouth.

After a few breaths, the heavens and the earth returned to normal, the black and white colors disappeared, and the lightning and chains disappeared between the heavens and the earth.

Hanyu floated quietly in front of Yang Xuan, with a little blood on her snow-white clothes, like plum blossoms in the snow.

"It's impossible to ......," she muttered to herself, uttering the last three words of her life, and slowly closed her eyes.

She died, at the moment when she thought she was the most invincible, she died at the hands of Yang Xuan.

Until the last moment before she died, she couldn't believe that she really died here, in Yang Xuan's hands.

The space shattered, and the world of ice and snow dissolved into nothingness, revealing the Ice and Snow Shrine full of blood and fire.

The battle was not over yet, and the screams and shouts of killing rang out to the sky.

The Ice Palace is one of the four god domains, and even if there is no Heaven and Man Realm in charge, it is still a behemoth.

Even if Yang Xuan has a million corpse soldiers, it will not be able to be destroyed in a while.

But it didn't matter, because Yang Xuan had already raised the corpse in his hand and showed him in front of everyone.

"Xiao Hanyu is dead!"

The sound was not loud, but it spread everywhere.

The battle came to a strange standstill, and everyone stared blankly at Yang Xuan in the air and the corpse in his hand.

The rest of the matter was very simple, as soon as Xiao Hanyu's body appeared, the Ice Palace collapsed.

Having lost the Heavenly and Human Realm, the so-called Four Divine Domains is just a joke.

On this day, April 22, it is forbidden to marry, bury, and open the market.

However, Yang Xuan buried the Ice Palace, burying a huge Ice and Snow Divine Palace thousands of meters below the ground.

Since then, there has been no Northern Xinjiang Ice Palace in the world.

Wave millions of troops and attack the Divine Domain.

Yang Xuan did it.

As soon as the news came out, the world exploded, but what followed was silence.

Disappearing to the east, the Lingxiao Treasure Hall remained silent.

I heard that after Di Lingxiao got the news, he stared at the only black spot on the chessboard for a long time.

When the news reached the northwest, Tianchi Yimai also remained silent, Xie Zhengyi just sighed, and there was no follow-up.

Not long after, a name came out - the first person in the world.

Yang Xuan has become a veritable first person in the world.

The Xianmen, which has Yang Xuan in charge, has become the number one force in the world, and the warriors are competing to participate.

Just when the world was boiling because of the destruction of the Ice Palace, Yang Xuan stared at the key to opening the sky in a daze.

The so-called key to opening the sky is really just a key, or rather, like a key.

To be exact, it's just a rotten piece of wood like a cross, and I really don't know what it does.

Yang Xuan now has two Open Heaven Scriptures, one Open Heaven Key, and the remaining Open Heaven Scripture, but they are in the Holy Mountain.

Therefore, Yang Xuan's next stop is to return to the Holy Mountain.

However, before returning to the Holy Mountain, he had to go back to the former site of the Yang family in Taiping.

The so-called no wind and no waves, no wind in the air, since the news that the Yang family has a Jiulong furnace can be spread, there must be a reason.

Taiping City.

Yang Xuan turned into an ordinary scholar, walking in the streets and alleys.

Revisiting the old place, but the feeling that the thing is artificial, is extremely bad.

Huang Ji ready-to-wear is still there, but the boss has changed, Yang Xuan doesn't know it, and the only thing that still has an impression is the small Xuan character on the signboard.

Thirty years have passed, many things have changed, many people have also changed, some die, some live, just like the four seasons, although there is spring this year, but the peach blossoms that compete for beauty are by no means the fragrance of last year.

In front of Yang's house, it is heavily guarded.

This is Yan Feiwen's order, even if the Yang family is no longer there, he has always ordered someone to guard the Yang family and clean it from time to time.

Hiding his figure, Yang Xuan directly entered the Yang family.

The empty courtyard and room reveal a bleak smell, although there are no weeds, although there is no dust, but there is no life.

Taking a look, Yang Xuan couldn't help but feel a sigh in his heart, thinking back to the past, there was naturally an indescribable melancholy echoing in his heart.

After taking a deep breath and throwing out the inexplicable emotions in the dark, Yang Xuan went straight to the back mountain.

If there is anything suspicious in the Yang family, it is the broken bowl that Yang Xuan used to lie back then.

Yang Xuan didn't delve into it that day, but now that he thinks about it, a broken bowl was solemnly placed on a stone platform, and the scene was too strange.

The back mountain was in sight, and along the winding path, Yang Xuan returned to the place where he once was.

The lake is still there, the breeze gusts, causing layers of ripples, the shore is overgrown with weeds, and insects and snakes are infested from time to time.

The people sent by Yan Feiwen never thought that this was the place where Yang Xuan had many memories.

Looking for the memories of thirty years ago, Yang Xuan pushed aside the weeds that were one person tall and found the swarthy hole.

After jumping out of the cave, Yang Xuan found that the broken bowl was gone.

I don't know if it was taken away by others, or if it was taken away by the way when the Yang family evacuated.

I'm afraid the latter is more likely.

However, Yang Xuan's gaze fell on the stone platform and looked at it for a long time.

From the stone platform, he felt something strange.

Rumble!

He slapped it out, and after the stones flew away, a copper furnace suddenly fell out of the stone.

Picking up the palm-sized copper furnace, Yang Xuan probed his divine thoughts into it.

The next moment, there was a strong look of shock in his eyes.

There is no sky, no earth, and there are red flames everywhere, licking the void, burning, jumping, and wandering.

Nine dragons weaved through the flames, spitting flames and roaring with earth-shattering roars.

It turned out to be a small world full of dragons and flames.

Nine Dragon Furnace!

Unexpectedly, the Nine Dragon Furnace, which could not be found in the Ice Palace, was quietly hidden in this stone, and I don't know how many years it had been lying there.

Yang Xuan looked at the broken stone on the ground, the outside of the stone was gray and stained with soil, but inside the soil, it showed a milky white, and there seemed to be some strange power dancing in it.

Yang Xuan remembered something.

After waving his arm and putting the scattered stones on the ground into the storage ring, Yang Xuan took the Nine Dragons Furnace and rose to the sky.

Although he still doesn't know how to use the Nine Dragons Furnace, he knows better than anyone else the truth that the so-called heaven is not subject to it.

Since the Nine Dragons Furnace appeared in the Yang family, then he would never get it again.

A few days later, at the port of Shengshan Mountain, Yang Xuan fell from the sky.

"See the Holy Son of the Blue Heavens!" Everyone in the port stopped all the work in their hands and knelt respectfully in front of Yang Xuan, as far as the eye could see, no one was standing.

The deeds of Yang Xuan's stepping on the sky, Pingtian Pond, and Ice Destroying Palace had already been transmitted back to the Holy Mountain, how could they not know?

Looking at the man who was dressed in white and standing quietly, all the people in the Holy Mountain had endless respect and fear in their hearts.

Respect is Yang Xuan's cultivation and Yang Xuan's achievements.

Fear is his means.

Destroying people at every turn, this kind of cruel and ruthless means, even the people of the Holy Mountain who don't take human lives seriously, will tremble.

The most luxurious of seagoing ships set sail with their horns, and their bows cut through the waves, creating a long ripple on the surface of the sea.

On the giant ship, Yang Xuan stood on the bow of the ship, and suddenly asked, "Is the Blood Corpse Ancestor here?"

The man next to him said, "Lord Blood Corpse hasn't left the Holy Kingdom for many years. ”

Yang Xuan's eyes showed a hint of coldness, and he didn't speak again.