Chapter 1289: The Temple Opens, the People of the Demon Race
Yang Qingxuan stared at Zhong Jie, the fear in his heart was extremely deep, there was no reason for this jealousy, it was the innate martial artist instinct.
"Haha, this, you have the ability to go to the top 100!"
Pan Fatzi glared at Zhong Jie with a mocking face.
Zhong Jie's eyes flashed, staring at him, Pan Fatzi suddenly trembled all over his body, and couldn't help but "kick and kick" and take a few steps back, endless fear spread in his heart, "You ......"
Fortunately, Zhong Jie didn't mean to really do anything, so he instantly retracted his gaze and said coldly: "I like to talk to strong people, as for you, you are not qualified to talk to me yet." ”
Pan Fatzi's face turned pale, and when he remembered what Yang Qingxuan had said, his heart was even more shocked.
At this moment, the light above the canopy suddenly shifted, and one of the eyes of the skeleton bird statue suddenly lit up with a red light, and gradually became grand.
The powerful red light shone out, and at the same time, it also projected the phantom of a hundred-foot-high hall, and the pitch-black spire went straight to the sky, absorbing infinite resentment and demonic energy under the void, and finally condensed.
The entire abandoned battlefield began to tremble, and the rich demonic qi spread out in all directions, and the sound of a bell-like magic rang through the heavens and the earth.
The hall was like a demon, and the momentum was oppressed, like a huge mountain blocking the front.
"The Demon Temple!"
Everyone's hearts were shocked, and they stared at the scene in front of them in horror and fiery.
"Temple!"
Zhong Jie roared excitedly, laughed and walked away.
Every step of the way resonates with the surrounding frequencies, like a part of this ruined scene in the sunset, completely blending in.
Yang Qingxuan's face changed slightly, and he looked at it with fiery eyes.
I saw Zhong Jie's back growing larger under the fiery eyes, slowly turning into a tall figure, covered with blue scales, with sharp horns on his head and two bone wings behind his back.
The black demonic qi turned into a shadow, attached to Zhong Jie's body, swaying incessantly, as if he was about to struggle out at any time and slaughter all beings.
"Demon!"
Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank, and he withdrew his fiery eyes, and the uncontrollable shock in his heart, "He turned out to be a member of the Demon Clan!"
Shocked, Zhong Jie had already stepped inside.
Yang Qingxuan said: "Let's go!"
Pulling Pan Fatzi and galloping away.
As soon as Yang Qingxuan left, the remaining martial artists suddenly felt that the pressure had dropped sharply, and they breathed a sigh of relief one by one.
Even Gong Yiqing felt relaxed for a while, touched the cold sweat, and hurriedly followed.
Soon, the warriors on the desert were empty, leaving only twenty-two people struggling and wailing on the ground, and Gu Lan with a stunned face.
The disciples of the family who were previously high-spirited and arrogant could only lie on the ground.
In addition to the serious injuries, there was also the shattering of a bright future, which made them feel hopeless, and some of them wept bitterly, went crazy, or simply fainted.
As soon as I entered the main hall, I immediately felt a vague and oppressive atmosphere.
It was as if the entire hall was shrouded in an invisible field energy, which was extremely uncomfortable.
According to legend, demonic qi is an existence with a higher level than aura, so the demon clan has been spanning several eras, and they are all immortal overlords. ”
Yang Qingxuan: "No matter how you don't destroy it, you will be destroyed, let's find Hua Hua Qingling and Lance first, and then kill the evil spirit to earn points, and don't worry about other things." I feel that this hall is not simple, and if you are not careful, you may get into trouble. ”
Under the attack of demonic energy, Pan Fat Man was also a little scared, and said, "Okay." ”
The main hall is like a sanctuary, with roads leading to the backyard on both sides.
The backyard, on the other hand, is vast and boundless, with buildings connected by countless corridors, and I don't know how wide it is.
The two casually found a few passages to walk, and soon got lost.
Or maybe there are no roads in this temple at all, or there are roads everywhere, like a cloister like a Go grid, which can be passed anywhere.
Pan Fatman's head was big for a while, and he wailed: "This is troublesome, this place is like a labyrinth, how can I find it?"
Yang Qingxuan was silent, and the two ran into a room, which was full of ordinary demons' daily necessities, carved with various beautiful patterns, very exquisite, it seemed to be a woman's house, but it was already beautiful.
Even a few bonsai plants have become fossils.
Pan Fatzi stared at a bonsai for a while, and exclaimed: "This is a kind of Fengsheng wood, which has long been extinct." If you keep it now, you can change it to a Dao Wen Dan!"
Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, seeing that the bonsai was just a piece of dead wood, and it was still very tortuous and ugly, and he didn't expect it to be so valuable.
"It seems that this temple is indeed not simple, the two clans have been fighting for millions of years, and there must have been high-level demon clans living here for a long time. ”
Yang Qingxuan swept around with fiery eyes and said, "There were just people here yesterday. ”
He pointed to the door and said, "Although the footprints are very slight, they do exist, and after walking around the house, I went out after finding nothing good, judging from the scale of the feet, it should be a man." ”
Pan Fatzi exclaimed: "Boss, your spiritual powers are so powerful, then quickly look for the footprints of women, most of them are Huaqing them." You must know that among the thousands of strong warriors, there are not many women. ”
Yang Qingxuan smiled bitterly: "It's so big here, I just finished a fight, and I can't use the true yuan for a long time." ”
Pan Fatzi hurriedly took out a few pills and gave them to Yang Qingxuan to swallow.
Among them is also a Spiral Dragon Pill.
Yang Qingxuan's eyes lit up, and he said, "Dead fat man, good things are hidden." ”
Pan Fatzi cried with a sad face, and said: "This is the Xuanlong Pill, not fried broad beans, except for the Star Palace, it is impossible for any force in the world to eat it as broad beans." ”
As he spoke, Yang Qingxuan had already swallowed all those pills, and sat down to run the True Yuan Pranayama.
Because there was demonic energy lingering all around, it greatly affected the cultivation speed.
Yang Qingxuan simply took out the best spirit stone, and while absorbing it, he chewed and ate it with a "click".
Only those who cultivate the physical body can play like this.
Pan Fatty's eyes were straight.
It didn't take long for Yang Qingxuan's physical energy to recover, and he immediately let out a long roar, his true qi was extremely abundant, and his cultivation also felt stable and improving.
Under the siege of twenty-three strong men, the physical body was extremely suppressed, and finally relied on the war halberd void light to break through the barrier, and the strength of the physical body increased very rapidly.
"Let's go. ”
Yang Qingxuan's eyes flashed with golden light, and he searched the temple.
A pair of footprints on the ground are clearly distinguishable in my mind.
Suddenly, there was a faint wail ahead, like the low hissing of the wind as it passed through the mouth of the cave.
At the door of a house, seven or eight demon spirits floated out, with green fire in their eyes, floating towards the two of them.
"Demons? ”
Yang Qingxuan stepped forward, the five fingers of his right hand were clenched, and the flames of "Teng" expanded, and Nanming was separated from the fire sword and slashed away!
"Whew!"
A line of fire was drawn in the air, separating the void.
The eight demon spirits all howled, and they were cut off by the waist, and then their bodies continued to fade, turning into the demonic qi between heaven and earth and dissipating.
And one of the demon spirits, after it broke, condensed a black soul stone in its body, and was instantly devoured by the Soul Devouring Golden Demon flying out of Yang Qingxuan's shoulder.
"If you get a soul stone, you will get 0.1 point. ”
(End of chapter)