Chapter 3!

Chapter 455: Ancient Demon Saint Son

On the edge of the broken stone cliff, Xuanyuan sat quietly for ten days, motionless, and realized the mystery of "The Great Immortal Art of Devouring the Five Elements". A god that was exactly the same as him floated behind Xuanyuan, carrying the waves in the air, and the breath of the five elements spiritual objects surging, cycling and forming a five elements reincarnation...

Suddenly, Xuanyuan and the god behind him opened their eyes together, and two five-colored lights rushed out of the distance. The mysterious five elements flowed in a rhythmic manner, giving people a feeling of being integrated with the natural world.

Xuanyuan stood up, let out a long breath, exhaled like a sword, and directly cut off the residual stone not far away from him. Yin Zhenluo plowed a trace on the ground in one breath, but now he was able to cut off the residual stone. Xuanyuan felt very satisfied.

"How is it, have you broken through?" The voice of the old man greedy was heard.

Xuanyuan thought:

"How to say it, I can only say that I have a greater understanding of the "Five Elements Devouring Great Immortal Art". The magical powers combined with the power of three five elements are not very easy to grasp, but they are not impossible to do. You can try it."

"Haha, OK." The greedy old man smiled and already knew how far Xuanyuan had progressed. Basically, as long as Xuanyuan had this attitude, it means there was no problem.

During these ten days, no one came to assassinate Xuanyuan again, very calm, as if waiting for something. The news that Xuanyuan was assassinated by a strong man had been circulating in the "Doulong Immortal Palace". Many people were pointing in innuendo, pointing directly at the "Sword Immortal", "Huawu Immortal Lord" and "Elder Ruyi".

In the process of protecting Xuanyuan, the "Five Elements Immortals" also made great progress. All five people quietly entered the realm of the Six-turn Fighting Immortal.

"Brother Xuanyuan, you have finally woken up." Mo Chou saw the god behind Xuanyuan merge into Xuanyuan's body, and then jumped to Xuanyuan's side. He wrapped his hands in Xuanyuan's arms and pointed to the rebuilt flower bed. His face was planted with strange grass, which was so beautiful that he was full of vitality:

"Brother Xuanyuan, look, this is what I planted myself these days. Is it good-looking?"

"Well, it looks good." Xuanyuan smiled slightly, waved his hand, and the 'Bi Luotian Water' sprinkled down, nourishing the strange strange grass in the flower garden. These strange strange grass bloomed even more brilliantly at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, Xuanyuan felt a little moved in his heart. Even though these flowers could be replanted, they would no longer be the same.

"Wow, Brother Xuanyuan is so amazing. No wonder Sister Zhixuan wants you to help her nourish the flowers and plants." Mo Chou's eyes were bright, and he looked at the blooming flowerbed, as if he felt what Xuanyuan was thinking. A trace of gloom flashed in Mo Chou's eyes and he whispered:

"Mochou didn't even think about it, it was all those bad people."

Xuanyuan smiled and forgot that this girl was the "Thousand Spirit Body" and the response to people's hearts was extremely sensitive. She touched Mo Chou's long hair, which led to the topic:

"Have you been comfortable here these days?"

"You said, I'm worried all day long, I'm afraid that someone will come to assassinate you, it's strange that I feel comfortable." Huang Yuechan rolled her eyes and said angrily:

"Isn't it just practice? Isn't it enough to practice in the palace? I have to show my eyes on the edge of the cliff, and I hope that people can't recognize you, and I don't think about how many people are worried about you."

"Yes, Mochou is very worried." Mochou nodded, agreeing with Huang Yuechan for the first time.

Xuanyuan touched his nose embarrassedly without refuting anything. At this moment, an extremely terrifying demonic energy rolled in. Xuanyuan frowned, and then Fang Yuyou fell from the sky.

Fang Yuyou looked a little unnatural and said:

"The Qingyi from the 'Transun Immortal Demon Mansion' arrived three days ago. The 'Ancient Demon Saint Son' of the 'Ancient Demon Sect' had just entered the 'Doulong Immortal Mansion' and said he wanted to find you. The speed was really fast."

Fang Yuyou briefly explained to Xuanyuan the major events that have happened in the past few days. Xuanyuan nodded and looked at the blue sky. The surging demonic aura rushed over, and the fighting spirit rose. It was obvious that he was here to find trouble.

Xuanyuan held his head and chest up. Since someone came uninvited, he could not see him. From the sky, the thick demonic energy was very ferocious, and the faces of various strange beasts were transformed into the faces of demons, which could be said to be a scattering of demons.

A man walked out and saw the man with purple hair rolling, his eyes were full of blood and extremely handsome, which made ordinary women in the world crazy. He was wearing a black magic robe, and the magic robe embroidered with an ancient demon, giving people a vicissitudes and desolation, but it had an indescribable shock.

He fell from the sky and came alone, and it was the "Ancient Demon Sect" and the "Ancient Demon Saint Son".

In his blood pupils, blood was flowing, and he stared at Xuanyuan directly. His voice was very slow and light, but there was an amazing demon sound hidden directly into Xuanyuan's sea of ​​consciousness. It was like thunder thunder rising from the ground. A terrifying demon head evolved out, roaring in Xuanyuan's sea of ​​consciousness:

"You are Xuanyuan?"

Xuanyuan's body shook sharply and his face turned pale. Even with his current strength, he still couldn't stand this temptation. He felt that the sky was spinning. The "Ancient Demon Saint Son" was too strong. It gave Xuanyuan the feeling that he even surpassed the "Dragon Saint Son".

Xuanyuan felt a sweet throat. When a mouthful of blood was about to be vomited, Xuanyuan swallowed it back. Xuanyuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly:

"Yes, what's the matter with me in the 'Ancient Demon Holy Son'?"

"Very good. With your current strength as a seventh-grade Doudi, you can withstand my greetings. You are proud enough. Even if you are a Douxian, someone will become a fool by my greetings. You are demented all your life and even die directly. You are indeed a little powerful. But I advise you to leave the little princess Shihua as soon as possible. You are a human race, and you and her will never be able to do anything. Don't be foolish. Today I'm just here to give you a few advice." The "Ancient Demon Holy Son"'s voice is gentle, his expression is calm, he does not discriminate against Xuanyuan, and he even has some praise.

"Rareless, dare you attack my junior brother Xuanyuan?" Feng Li stepped out, and the "Jidao Tianfeng" swept across, boom, boom, boom, the seal in Zifeng Li's body broke through layer by layer, and strands of the "Jidao Tianfeng" breath became extremely sharp. The demonic energy rolling in the sky was accidentally shattered into pieces. The expression of the "Ancient Demon Saint Son" changed, and he looked at Feng Li, and said without hesitation:

"Feng Rift, 'Ji Dao Tianfeng', Fengxian', reincarnation is indeed extraordinary. Unlocking the seal is even enough to kill the immortal, but I still want to say, if you can't kill me, you will only die in the end."

Xuanyuan felt nervous, and he waved his hand quickly and said:

"Brother Fengliu, I can handle this matter. The visitor is a guest, and the guest is rude. As the main person, we should be tolerant."

Feng Li glanced coldly at the "Ancient Demon Saint Son", and his breath began to converge and he didn't say anything.

Xuanyuan looked at the "Ancient Demon Saint Son" and chuckled:

"I have nothing to do with you whether I leave Shifu or not. Moreover, your Tao is completely different from the Tao of Shifu. No matter how strong you are, you cannot get along with Shifu."

The 'Ancient Demon Saint Son' looked smiling, and he didn't care about Xuanyuan's words, and said self-righteously:

"The little princess Shi Hua just thinks that the people of the human race are fun. When they see them suffering, they want to give them mercy. We can all understand that doing good deeds is a good thing, and no one will object, but you have to remember that the human race is the human race, and the demon race is the demon race. Even if there is no war, it is impossible to become friends. Xuanyuan, you are very young, and there are many women around you who are in love with you. Shi Hua is the saint who I have no demon race. Don't get involved in her. Today I am here. If it is the demon coach, he will not be like me."

"'Ancient Demon Saint Son', Sister Shi Wu will never like you for someone like you." Mo Chou looked at the 'Ancient Demon Saint Son' and said this sentence seriously.

The 'Ancient Demon Saint Son' looked at Mochou and asked:

"'Body of Thousand Spirits', why do you say that?"

"Just this." Mo Chou took out a piece of green jade from his arms, and the bloody eyes of the "Ancient Demon Holy Son" shrank:

"'Void Jade', this is the closest thing of the little princess Shi Wu, how could it be in your hands?"

"This is given to me by Sister Shifu. I know Shifu more than anyone else. Sister Shifu knows what happened today. Sister Shifu asks me to tell you that in this life, she will only let Brother Xuanyuan protect her. She hopes that the human race and the demon race can live in peace. It is not like you said, but just thinks it is fun. If you dare to hurt Brother Xuanyuan again, she will return to the demon race and let the ancestor demons come to you." Mo Chou's voice was very green, and the green jade light incited her, and she did not lie.

The "Ancient Demon Saint Son" looked exactly the same and was very proud. Even when he heard Shi Wu's words, he never gave up his thoughts. He soared into the vast demonic energy and left, leaving only one sentence:

"Xuanyuan, please do your own thing. If you want Shi Wu, you will defeat me first and I will wait for you."

The "Five Elements Immortals" were very silent and didn't say anything. They knew that Xuanyuan had to face this matter himself. They couldn't get in the way. Feng Li was full of murderous intent and wanted to chase him and tear him up the "Ancient Demon Saint Son".

Xuanyuan's injury was almost healed in less than a moment. Now Xuanyuan has only one thought, that is, he is still too weak.

The "Ancient Demon Saint Son" is the saint of one of the demon clans. He is so powerful that he can see the whole leopard at a glance. The "Dragon Saint Son" naturally has his own methods, but because of his fellow disciples, he has never attacked Xuanyuan.

"Xuanyuan, are you okay?" Yin Zhenluo walked forward and said softly.

"It's okay, what can I do? They are all more than me who have practiced for many years. I have practiced for about three years. Time will prove everything. With my own strength, since Master Wu chose to be her Taoist protector, I will not give up on her." Xuanyuan Keng said with force.

Everyone was silent.

In the next period of time, all the geniuses in Dongzhou arrived one by one.

The battle between Xuanyuan and Jiang Yitian is imminent.

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