Yangzhou, the rivers and lakes spread the legend of Xu Xuan.

The first time it became famous was the total annihilation of the Taibai Sword Sect, the second time it was a secession party, and then the Demon Sect and Song Qing were killed.

Under the public opinion of the two factions of good and evil, Taoism has been completely shaped into the image of the devil who does not recognize the six relatives.

Later, the Demon Shuai, the Demon Sect, and the Xuanmen of the Righteous Path were killed one after another, which further deepened this impression.

Although the people in the rivers and lakes have a bad impression of them, Xu Xuanqiang still knows whether he is strong or not.

For a time, there were various legends about the decisive battle between the North and the South Demon Sect and the establishment of orthodox belonging.

Originally, Xu Xuan expected to keep it secret, even if he rode a horse, he tried to take the wilderness or remote official roads.

But when I came to Yangzhou, I found that I had to cross the river, either fly over in full view of everyone, or take a boat.

The quality of the dragon scale horse is too good, and it is the top "car" of heroes in this era, so Xu Xuan did not insist on pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Inside the inn.

Gu Hanwei unveiled her veil, revealing a dignified but gorgeous face, her long hair hanging down her waist, and the maid combing her hair behind her.

"It's unbelievable that we're in the same boat with such a character, miss, he's so young." The maid became a nymphomaniac.

"It is rumored that Xu Zhenjun has the ability to live forever, maybe he is a few hundred years old." Gu Hanwei's eyes smiled like a crescent moon, and she teased the maid.

In fact, she was also very surprised, Kou Zhen and Lu Jing were basically about thirty years old, while their master looked like he was in his early twenties.

It reminded her of a man......

Tianluo Mountain, whose real name is Yin Mountain, is in the place where yin qi gathers in feng shui, the whole mountain is basically not directly illuminated by the sun, and the mountains are rich in vegetation and ancient ferns.

In the darkest valley lies a palace.

At this time, hundreds of disciples gathered here and divided into several teams to patrol.

In the main hall, the Demon King leaned lazily on his seat, and under the iron mask, there was a pair of pitch-black purple pupils, which was a sign that the Heavenly Demon Gong had cultivated to the highest depths.

The elders below, the first seat, and the hall master did not dare to look into his eyes.

The name of the demon king is not false, cultivated to a high level, the eyes can affect people's spirits, as long as you look at the demon king, you can't help but fall into it, and even be controlled.

"Xu Xuan is here, Demon King, should we not send a master to surround and kill him in advance?"

"It's okay, don't move the peripheral forces, maybe it's a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain, and we can be on guard internally."

"Also, there are a lot of outsiders outside who are ready to watch the excitement, should we drive them away?" The crowd asked.

"Kill them all, mix the fish and dragons, don't let those who have a heart make trouble."

Soon, the high-level people were in charge in person, and the patrols were more intensive than before, without any patrol space.

At the same time, the butcher's knife began to be used against some of the surrounding forces.

After killing several groups of people in a row, it finally stopped.

Heavy mechanisms are laid here, poisonous smoke, crossbow arrows, fire and thunder, falling rocks, and there are people at every sentry post, as long as there is the slightest movement, it will immediately alarm the elite of the whole faction.

After everyone arranged it, the demon king came to the back mountain in a flash.

It's spacious, and there's an artificially carved out a clearing in the middle of the woods, and in the middle of the clearing is a thatched house.

The trees next to them are very large, at least there are two people hugging each other, and the demon king Zhu Yuan stroked the traces on the trees with his hand, which is the scar left when he practiced martial arts with his senior brother, even if decades have passed, there are still traces of time left on it.

There are traces of them from childhood to adulthood, and this place has been sealed, and time seems to have been frozen here.

Pushing open the door, smoke and dust were everywhere, and Zhu Yuan sat on a dusty chair, not knowing what to think.

The story is very simple, a senior brother with extremely high talent but bad heart; A gifted and down-to-earth little junior brother.

In order to pursue higher power, the senior brother collected the magic skills of various factions, and finally killed the master, stole the secret methods of the sect, and escaped.

And the little junior brother with mediocre talent has been sticking to it to this day.

The story is very old-fashioned, and it belongs to the old passages in the script, but this is human nature.

"No matter who dares to break my Taoism, I will kill God when he comes!"

Wow!

A violent wind rose in the room, and wisps of pitch-black true qi came out of the body, and the purple-black magic pupils seemed to contain hell.

"If you can't beat it, I'll use that trick against you!"

Zhu Yuan looked into the distance, and seemed to meet Xu Xuan in the dark.

That move is naturally the same end of the move, the lethality of this exercise can cover a radius of thirty zhang, and many great masters dare not easily compete with themselves.

This kind of trick is naturally not a secret, but something that both good and evil schools know.

After all, if others know that you have this ability, others will be jealous in their hearts; Otherwise, if you don't know how to use it, the other party will regret it before you die, and you will regret it yourself, leaving only the others who are happy, isn't this very funny behavior?

After making up his mind, the Demon King returned to the secret room to practice.

The secret room is very simple, a futon, a painting, this is a picture of the ascension of the gods.

If Taoism is a responsibility, then immortality is a lifelong pursuit.

As the saying goes, it's not a family, you don't enter a family, two apprentices accepted by a master, even if they have different personalities, there are some characteristics that must be exactly the same, that is, the pursuit of immortality.

Unlike the unscrupulous means of his senior brother, Zhu Yuan's method of pursuing immortality is hard training.

For decades, he stayed at home, devoted himself to cultivation, and successfully touched the path of spiritual influence on reality.

Maybe after reaching the Great Grandmaster, his ability will become stronger.

The other side.

Xu Xuan walked in the mountains and forests, and looked at the past from the top of the mountain, and it could be seen that there were palaces at the bottom of the valley.

There is no easy way to get out of the valley, and the shortest place has more than ten zhang, and if you want to enter and exit the valley freely, you need extremely high light skills, so the people who live here are probably the elite disciples of the elite.

There are towers around the palace, which are supposed to be sentinels against the outside world.

The disciples took turns guarding the twelve floors, and there was no slackness, these people were the elite of the elite, and there would be no such napping.

At this time, the disciple saw a flower in front of him for some reason.

When he came back to his senses again, he saw a man in white appear in the open space in front of him.

"Xu Xuan!! Xu Xuan is here!! ”

As a well-organized sect, he naturally has an understanding of Xu Xuan's portrait.

The horn sounds!!

At the same time, the arrow tower shoots a rain of arrows that cover the sky like rain.

Bell Bell ......

Only a clanging sound was heard, and Xu Xuan's body was covered with golden light, and all the arrows were bounced away.

The sound of the trumpet alarmed the entire sect.

Under the dim evening sky, hundreds of figures rose and fell, surrounding Xu Xuan.

The weird light skills and powerful martial arts of the Yinshan faction, in the modern era of the previous world, can wipe out all the high-level of a small and medium-sized country, and this is still not counting the situation where the demon king personally took action.

Now they are all used to deal with Xu Xuan, which shows how much they attach importance to Xu Xuan.

In the amazed gaze of everyone, Xu Xuan flew to the sky and looked at everyone from a distance of thirty zhang from the void.

Wow!

On the other side, a figure also flew out and looked at Xu Xuan.

It was a man in an iron mask.

"You're the Demon King? It's really extraordinary. Xu Xuan looked at Zhu Yuan curiously.

This person doesn't actually know how to fly, and it's not a spell, but there is a force field under this person's feet, which is equivalent to an invisible stone.

This invisible force field should be the Demon King's exercise, and even Xu Xuan has this kind of force field around him.

Of course, it's useless to yourself, if you change to other martial artists, I'm afraid it will be a nightmare, as if you were thrown in water, and the harder you work, the more you consume it.

Zhu Yuan said: "Pretend to be a ghost!" If you're here today, don't think about leaving. ”

With that, his eyes gradually turned purple.

A sharp spiritual force stabbed towards Xu Xuan.

This is a type of eye killing.

This mental power is much more powerful than the so-called sighting.

Of course, it is still a lot worse than Xu Xuan's divine thoughts.

Xu Xuan didn't speak, and his eyes also turned deeper purple.

The moment he touched the divine thought, it was like looking directly at the sun, and the whole person appeared blank in an instant, and then his head hurt sharply, and blood spurted out from his seven orifices.

"Ahh

Zhu Yuan screamed out in pain, his move was broken, and the whole person fell.

"Demon King!!"

The elders catch the Demon King in the air.

"Impossible!!" The Demon King's eyes were bloody, and he couldn't believe it, looking at Xu Xuan in the sky.

He was defeated with a single move.

At this time, Xu Xuan in the sky was more like a demon king.

His long hair fluttered in the wind, his robes were hunting, and his eyes were purple like the pupils of legend.

If you look closely, the pupils are still double-layered.

"Heavy pupils?" The Demon King was terrified in his heart, this is the eye of the legendary saint.

Who the hell is this person? Is this the legendary true king?

It seems that there is only one trick to use.

(There's another chapter around seven or eight o'clock.) Today is still three chapters. ）

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