Chapter 1057

"It's dead, even if the immortals come, they can't save him."

"Oh, this is not the power Jiang Mingyue should have. Even if he really killed this son today, he would only be ridiculed by the world."

"When warriors fight, what they see is the result. I can only say that this child should be unlucky."

At this moment, most people are sighing, after all, it is the holy arrow of the ancient heaven, and there is also the immortal killing will left by a generation of ancient emperors.

Who is Gudi?

That is the Lord of the Ancient Heavenly Court. He has practiced for an unknown number of years, and his strength is unfathomable and unfathomable. Even a little bit of immortal killing will can easily kill an emperor.

The emperor is still like this, let alone Yang Xuan?

No matter how strong he is, he is doomed to die.

"Yang Xuan..."

Fairy Yuechan cried out, her face full of worry, Jiang Mingyue shot too fast, and did not give Yang Xuan time to dodge.

It can be said that this is a mortal situation.

"What nonsense holy arrow is, the ancient emperor is here, and I am not afraid."

Yang Xuan shouted loudly, and the Samsara Martial Soul turned into a disc of Samsara, suspended in front of him.

"madness."

Jiang Mingyue showed disdain, and did not think that Yang Xuan's reincarnation spirit could stop his holy arrow.

The Samsara Martial Spirit is indeed very strong, and it can be called one of the strongest Martial Spirits in the world, but even the most powerful Martial Spirit must be strong enough to exert its power.

"Enchanted!"

Yang Xuan didn't even look at Jiang Mingyue, and a monstrous demonic energy surged up in vain.

The demonic energy was rising, as vast as the ocean, full of destructive aura.

"This is... the breath of the Demon Race!"

"Unbelievable, this child is actually a demon, but hasn't the demon already disappeared from the world?"

"What you said is that we can reach the heavens, and the outside world is vast, and there may not be no demons left."

People exclaimed, shocked by the demonic energy in Yang Xuan's body.

As proud as Jiang Mingyue, his face couldn't help showing a look of surprise. He never imagined that this outsider boy in front of him actually had such a terrifying identity.

Demons have been known to be tyrannical throughout the ages. Looking at all races in the world, there are very few races that can compete with Demons.

Jiang Mingyue is also an alien, with the blood of the human race and the fighting race.

Fighting clan, born to fight, have a strong desire to fight, once they fight with others, they can often break out the fighting power beyond their own potential.

However, although the Douzhan clan is strong, it is not as good as the demon clan. If the Douzhan clan was born for the battle, then the demon clan died for the battle, and they are not afraid of death when they fight. This kind of person is extremely Terrible.

"You are nothing more than relying on external force, but I am different. My strength is all cultivated by myself step by step."

Yang Xuan's eyes were extremely cold, and he didn't say much, and directly unfolded the twelve-winged demon.

After refining Shitian Demon Emperor's magic bead, Yang Xuan had already mastered the power of the twelve-winged demon.

It's just that the power of the twelve-winged demon is too violent, and the side effects are too great. He will never use it until the moment of life and death.

But now that the danger is coming, he can't control so much.

In short, he had to block this holy arrow.

The power of the holy arrow is not ordinary terror, and only when the twelve-winged demon and the Samsara Martial Spirit appear together can Yang Xuan be sure to resolve this murder.

boom!

Twelve huge black wings appeared behind him one by one, and the whole world seemed to be unable to withstand this force and vibrated violently.

That kind of power, that kind of breath that makes people feel palpitations, seems to be able to imprison and obliterate everything in the world.

"Impossible, you are actually the bloodline of the Demon King!"

Jiang Mingyue shouted, unable to keep calm any longer, the twelve-winged demon is the symbol of the demon king, and only the real demon king can release it completely.

"break!"

Yang Xuan didn't say anything, he punched with his bare hands, and the power destroyed the sky and the earth. The holy arrow sent by Jiang Mingyue was beaten to pieces on the spot.

"Who is it? Dare to destroy my holy arrow and disturb my practice!"

At this moment, a roar full of anger came from outside the Nine Heavens Clouds.

"Could it be..."

"It's not wrong, it's the ancient emperor, the master of the ancient heaven."

"My God, is the legendary ancient emperor who saw the head of the dragon coming to our little heaven!?"

The crowd was frightened and frightened, inexplicable awe, and they couldn't believe that a small holy arrow would alarm the powerful and mysterious ancient emperor.

The presence of the ancient emperor will undoubtedly shake the entire small heaven, and it is also a matter that is enough to go down in history.

"This is the ancient emperor. It's impossible to condescend to the lower realm in order to kill an outsider boy?"

Someone whispered, and the words were very shocking.

"Disciple Jiang Mingyue, see Ancient Emperor."

For a short while, Jiang Mingyue hurriedly bowed and saluted. He was too familiar with the voice of the ancient emperor, and understood that the person who just spoke was the contemporary holy master of their ancient heaven, a tyrannical existence like a living fossil.

"Hey, a little devil boy, let you move the holy arrow, but luckily you took out the holy arrow, otherwise this emperor would not know that such a scourge has come from Tongtian Realm."

In the dark, the ancient emperor spoke again, and his voice was full of fierce killing intent.

"Am I the scourge?"

Yang Xuan touched his nose, and he screamed in the sky, "Why do you say that, old man?"

"presumptuous!"

Being called an old man, the ancient emperor couldn't help but get angry, and when the ancient emperor was angry, Yang Xuan was hit hard.

puff!

He opened his mouth wide, and when the sky spurted blood wildly, there was a burning pain in his internal organs, and even his soul almost collapsed.

This is the ancient emperor, even a loud roar is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Good good."

"This kid is too crazy, he doesn't know how to restrain himself, he is doomed to die today."

Ba Wudao and You Fen Dale had expressions of schadenfreude on their faces.

Originally, they also hoped to use Jiang Mingyue's hand to get rid of Yang Xuan.

But now, even if Jiang Mingyue fails to succeed, Yang Xuan will definitely not live tomorrow, because he offended the ancient emperor, the lord of the ancient heaven.

"How to do?"

Ziyi Hou, Jian Wuming, Fairy Yuechan, Xu Yang and others changed their faces, and they all secretly worried about Yang Xuan.

There was no one around Yang Xuan, although he was seriously injured, but there was no trace of fear on his face, "A good ancient emperor, is he only able to bully the small?"

In one sentence, his voice was not loud, even a little weak, but the domineering arrogance revealed in his words made people feel shocked.

Who could have imagined that Yang Xuan was still so arrogant in the face of the dignified ancient emperor.

At this moment, the whole world was completely silent, and everyone's eyes fell on Yang Xuan almost invariably.

No matter if Yang Xuan is dead or alive today, his courage is unmatched by others, at least they would not dare to despise the ancient emperor so much.