Thundered!

Under the shocked gaze of countless people, Yang Mucheng was like a tiger entering a flock, and wherever he passed, almost no one of the eight-headed demons could stop his steps, but he was easily killed.

"Is he really a warrior in the mortal world?"

Someone asked in a trembling voice, swallowing saliva.

In their eyes, the warrior of the mortal world is a joke. Without teaching and training, how powerful would such a martial artist be? This is almost an iron law in the martial arts world. But now Yang Mucheng's performance has completely broken this iron law, letting them know that there are absolute powerhouses in the mortal world!

"If Yang Mucheng was born in the martial arts realm, I'm afraid he would have already reached the Xuanye realm by now!"

Someone shuddered.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but nod.

There are many things in the martial arts world that the mortal world does not have. For example, the Heavenly Spirit and Earth Treasure...... In the mundane world, a hundred-year-old blood ginseng and a thousand-year-old snow lotus are extremely rare. Even if it was obtained, it was given to the emperor as tribute by the commoners.

But in the martial arts world, these things are at your fingertips. Even if it was an extremely precious thousand-year-old snow lotus, it was just a mid-grade spirit grass in the spirit level, and the half-step Xuanqi martial artists present couldn't look down on it at all.

It is precisely for this reason that there are few masters in the mundane world.

"Yes, if there are enough resources for him, the Xuanye Realm will not be a problem. Oh, my God...... How exactly did he cultivate, even if he started cultivating after beating his mother's womb, it was incredible!" Someone clenched his fists.

"If he hadn't admitted it himself, I would even think he was a disciple in some higher-level martial arts realm!" someone shook his head.

And at this time.

Bei Xuan Zhenren was equally shocked.

"How can there be such a powerful person in the world......"

"Qi and blood, strength, internal strength! When I was as old as him, I only had the early stage of horizontal refining!"

Beixuan Zhenren is known as a genius in the martial arts world, and at the age of 100, he has reached the Xuanye realm. It has even become a legendary myth in the martial arts world, but ...... His pride for hundreds of years was ruthlessly crushed because of the appearance of this young man.

The eight-headed demon has only one left in an instant.

"Come back!"

Beixuan Zhenren frowned and shouted angrily.

Hearing this, the snake demon almost couldn't wait to flee towards the location of the bronze coffin.

"Want to escape?"

Yang Mucheng's eyes widened angrily, and his right hand grabbed forward. A huge force surged in the void, and a golden palm directly held the big demon in his hand. He squeezed it lightly, and the big demon was killed on the spot.

So far.

The qi and blood of the eight-headed demon were all taken away by him.

"Good boy, it was really unexpected for me...... I didn't expect that even these Eight Demon Arrays couldn't help you!It seems that I can only take action myself......"

On the bronze coffin, the black shadow of Beixuan Zhenren was turbulent.

"What?"

"Beixuan Zhenren wants to do it himself?"

"His body has been destroyed, can he still fight?"

In the horror of everyone, Beixuan Zhenren walked down from the bronze coffin step by step. His body seemed to have turned into an infinite black hole, and the black smoke in the entire Burial Dragon Mountain was rushing towards his location at this moment.

And as he stepped out step by step, the originally vague and hazy figure gradually became condensed at this moment.

Bei Xuan Zhenren carried his hands on his back.

Under the bronze coffin, there seemed to be an invisible staircase, allowing him to walk slowly. At the same time, with each step, the momentum on his body increased by one point. The several half-step Xuanqi martial artists behind Yang Mucheng were already pale under this terrifying momentum and knelt on the ground.

"Although my body is completely destroyed, and my strength is not as strong as it was at its peak, it is enough to kill you. ”

Beixuan Zhenren looked at Yang Mucheng quietly, his gaze was condescending, and he couldn't be beaten.

"I destroyed your soul first, and then I took your body...... I advise you, or don't resist, lest you be scorched by my fire of the Occult and end up in a fate that is worse than death! Perhaps, I am in a good mood...... I can also reward you with a body and let you follow me as my slave!"

"Do you have what it takes to occupy my body?"

Yang Mucheng slowly raised his head, looked at Beixuan Zhenren, and grinned.

"Arrogance!"

Beixuan Zhenren frowned slightly, and slapped it with a palm.

His palm, just like when he killed the thin old man, a white and shallow palm print flew out directly, breaking the air, and pulling out a twenty-meter-long white wave of air in the open space, towards Yang Mucheng.

"Didn't he want to occupy Yang Mucheng's body?"

"You don't understand, the time of the seizure is a confrontation between the spirits. Beixuan Zhenren did not injure Yang Mucheng, severely damaged his soul, and when he took away his body, he would be counterattacked by Yang Mucheng...... Bei Xuan Zhenren doesn't want to make the slightest mistake!" Liang Xiao gritted his teeth and said.

Everyone looked at this scene with horrified faces.

They wanted to help Yang Mucheng, but they couldn't do anything. The momentum of Beixuan Zhenren was too strong, and the eight of them were all suppressed here and kneeling, unable to move.

Although they knew that the chances were slim, they still hoped that Yang Mucheng would be able to turn defeat into victory, otherwise, let Beixuan Zhenren succeed, but they were afraid that they would have to die here!

"Hey, hey!"

When this white and shallow palm print roared, Yang Mucheng laughed suddenly.

He clenched his fists, and the aura in his body actually grew wildly at this moment, and a wave of sky-high qi burst out from his body, sweeping in all directions. Even Liang Xiao, Zhang Jiao and others, who were kneeling behind Yang Mucheng, were directly swept away by this wave of qi, and were swept out of the ground seven or eight feet away, and fell heavily to the ground.

"It's!"

"Impossible......"

"His cultivation!"

The people who were lifted off didn't even bother to get up, and hurriedly looked at Yang Mucheng. This familiar momentum made all of them widen their eyes in disbelief.

Xuanqi Realm!

This is the real Xuan Qi Realm!

"What about the Xuan Qi Realm? Even if you break through temporarily, this palm will definitely be able to beat you to death......

Bei Xuan Zhenren sneered disdainfully, and he glanced at Liang Xiao and the others.

"After you pass out, I will kill these people again, and I can take your body! When the time comes, I Beixuan Zhenren will return to the world! Hahaha......"

A smile just appeared on Beixuan Zhenren, but this smile instantly solidified on his face.

In the incredulous gaze of the crowd.

I saw that Yang Mucheng's face was indifferent, and his right hand slapped at random, as if to drive away an annoying fly, and slapped it on the pale white palm print. At the same time that his fist touched the palm print, the light white palm print exploded directly, and countless clouds and white waves actually deviated from their original position, like a tumbling wave that slapped towards Beixuan Zhenren!

"How is that possible!"

Seeing this scene, everyone let out a burst of exclamation.

(End of chapter)