Yang Mucheng carried his hands on his back and stood proudly on the burial dragon mountain. How could he have experienced a great battle? There was not a trace of dust on his body, and there was no scene of panting and red face. On the contrary, it was Beixuan Zhenren, who was already angry and corrupt, and his body was almost transparent.

Even Liang Xiao and the others couldn't feel his breath.

"And the last punch, and you'll be completely dead!"

Yang Mucheng looked at Beixuan Zhenren lightly.

This relaxed tone was like this once world-famous Xuanye Realm powerhouse, in front of him, like a chicken and a dog, it was not worth mentioning at all.

Beixuan Zhenren was also afraid.

He used to be a powerhouse in the Xuanliquid Realm, and he didn't know how many spells and talismans he was proficient in. But Yang Mucheng didn't give him time to release at all, and as soon as his body condensed, it was completely shattered. So much so that it is very difficult to maintain this ghost body now.

"If you want to kill me, it's not so easy to ......"

Beixuan Zhenren let out a roar of rage, and blasted towards Yang Mucheng with all his strength. At the same time as rushing out, the transparent body shook violently, transforming into thousands of black butterflies and frantically drilling towards Yang Mucheng's body.

This scene is too fast.

It's a long story, but it's only a fleeting moment.

Liang Xiao and the others only felt a gust of wind sweeping, and when they looked ahead again, they found that the black butterflies in the sky had suddenly disappeared at this moment!

"This ...... What's going on?"

"Is Bei Xuan Zhenren dead?"

"Look!"

A cry rang out.

But I saw that a black mist shrouded Yang Mucheng's body, and every trace of these black mist seemed to be infused with the consciousness of Beixuan Zhenren, turning into thousands of strands that continued to seep into Yang Mucheng's pores.

With the infiltration of black mist, Yang Mucheng's body was covered with black gas, becoming extremely gloomy!

"Bring me this body!"

Beixuan Zhenren let out a roar of rage.

His heart was already furious...... was actually forced by a hairy boy to use the 'Heavenly Demon Disintegration ~ Law'. Doing so, although it would make his strength regress from the Xuan Liquid Realm to the Xuan Qi Realm, but now in order to occupy Yang Mucheng's body, he has nothing to care about.

"This body is stronger than my physical body at its peak!"

"What's the point of losing a little cultivation, after I control him, I will reach a higher achievement!"

"What ......"

Bei Xuan Zhenren suddenly let out a burst of exclamation.

He only felt that a huge suction force had been generated in Yang Mucheng's body, as if a black hole was hidden in his body, forcibly absorbing all his divine souls and completely crushing them!

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no way to go to hell!"

Yang Mucheng shook his head, revealing a hint of mockery. This Beixuan Zhenren actually wanted to forcibly occupy his body in such a weak situation. His primeval heaven-swallowing technique, is it an idle exercise?

Rumble!

His eyes widened angrily, and the Ancient Heaven Swallowing Technique burst out at this moment. The already terrifying suction suddenly exploded at this moment. A hurricane appeared, spreading more than 100 meters in the blink of an eye, sweeping away all the places outside the Burial Dragon Mountain. Countless weeds, stones were swept up by the hurricane. Even the towering ancient trees were uprooted and swept into the sky by a hurricane!

"No!"

Beixuan Zhenren let out a roar, he frantically wanted to pull the divine soul out of Yang Mucheng's body, but this force was too strong, so strong that he could barely resist.

"Oh my God......"

Liang Xiao, Bai Zhong and the others looked at the hurricane that swept into the sky in amazement, as well as the Beixuan Zhenren who appeared in the hurricane. No matter how the other party struggled and resisted, under this shocking suction, Yang Mucheng was swallowed into his abdomen like a long whale absorbing water, and there was no trace of it!

Quiet!

Dead silence!

In the entire burial of the dragon mountain, only Yang Mucheng was left.

"Are you Yang Mucheng or Chen Beixuan?" asked Liang Xiao in a trembling voice.

"What do you say?"

Yang Mucheng smiled faintly.

With a glance, he landed on Chen Beixuan's bronze wooden coffin, and waved his right hand at will. I only heard a 'bang', and the coffin was suddenly opened. Everyone hurriedly looked, and the bones of Beixuan Zhenren completely turned into a pile of gray smoke as soon as the coffin was opened.

"Huh?"

"What is this?"

Inside the coffin, a book made of gold leaf caught his attention. With a move of his right hand, the cheats suddenly flew into his palm.

"Flowing Fire Red Pupil"

"This is a martial art of the lower grade of the Xuan Rank, which is divided into three parts: upper, middle and lower. "Flowing Fire Red Pupil" is the lower part, and there is only a lower grade of the Xuan Rank. In the middle is "Red Fire Demon Pupil", which belongs to the middle grade of the Xuan Rank. The lower part is the Pupil of the Fire God, which belongs to the upper grade of the Xuan Rank!"

Liang Xiao also reacted, it should be Beixuan Zhenren who was completely devoured.

"It's a remnant again!"

Yang Mucheng frowned, his mind moved, and he learned "Flowing Fire Red Pupil".

"Although it is a remnant, the lethality of this martial art is enough to rank in the top ten in the lower grades of the Xuan Rank. The power is even more terrifying than the average Xuan-rank mid-grade martial arts...... Otherwise, Beixuan Zhenren would not have sealed it in the coffin. It's just that this "Flowing Fire Red Pupil" is a rare seven-trick martial art, and it is extremely difficult to practice!"

Liang Xiao shook his head.

Difficult?

Yang Mucheng's eyes widened, and his eyes were like stars. I saw two clusters of flames quickly jumping out of his pupils, burning more and more vigorously, and in an instant, they were all over his eyes, and finally they erupted surgingly, like two fire dragons extending infinitely, and shot on the bronze coffin.

"Boom!"

There was a crackling sound, and the bronze coffin shattered.

"Not bad!" Yang Mucheng retracted the red pupils of the flowing fire, and his eyes recovered as before. "The power of this martial art is comparable to that of the True Martial Thirty-six Style, and it is still in the eyes, if it suddenly attacks, the opponent will be unable to guard against it. As long as the internal strength is strong enough, even a martial artist in the Xuan Qi Realm will be burned to ashes by the fire of these eyes. ”

"It's a pity, it's a remnant!"

Yang Mucheng sighed.

He was now in dire need of Xuan-rank martial arts. This "Flowing Fire Red Pupil" can be regarded as one, and "True Martial Thirty-Six" can only be regarded as half at most. In the tomb of this Northern Xuan Zhenren, there are many top-notch martial arts of the Yellow Rank, but there is only this one of the martial arts of the Xuan Rank.

It seems that in the martial arts world, there are not many Xuan-level martial arts.

"I still have a few tasks to complete, and after I complete them, I may be able to get a few Xuan-level martial arts!"

Yang Mucheng thought in his heart, and then he set his eyes on the remaining half-step Xuanqi martial artists.

Originally.

Entering the tomb, there were more than 100 half-step Xuanqi martial artists, and now there are only seven left.

"What are your plans in the future?" Yang Mucheng asked lightly.

Zhang Jiao has been subdued by him, and he asked Liang Xiao and a few people in this sentence.

Liang Xiao arched his hand and said: "Master Yang, we are disciples who have been expelled by the Canglan Sect, and we have long since lost our place. If Brother Yang doesn't dislike me for being guilty, I'm willing to follow you!"

In the martial arts world, there is no distinction between the young and the old, and those who reach the level are the first.

Yang Mucheng reached the Xuan Qi realm, and his cultivation was above them. Liang Xiao called 'Master Yang', which is also natural.

Several other half-step Xuanqi martial artists are also you look at me, I look at you, and hurriedly bowed towards Yang Mucheng. Said: "We are willing to follow Master Yang!"

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(End of chapter)