Chatper 1775 (1/2)

"Junior, you are too crazy, you can't even think about leaving this place today."

"Hmph, the Immortal Emperor cannot be humiliated, and those who humiliate will die."

"This son's origin is unknown, and he must have a big secret. If we do it together, we won't believe that we can't deal with him."

A group of people shouted, quickly stepped on the white jade stairs, and went to kill Yang Xuan.

During this period, each of them took out the magic weapon of their own destiny, one by one, some were Qimen weapons, some were ancient bells and ancient pagodas.

On weekdays, they are aloof and seldom fight with others. Even if there is a fight, they rarely use the magic weapon of their destiny.

This is their trump card, and as a trump card, they naturally cannot act rashly.

But now, in order to deal with Yang Xuan, they took it out without hesitation. From here, it can be seen that everyone attaches great importance to Yang Xuan. After all, this is a young evildoer. But the strength of the battle is far beyond the same level, enough to pose a threat to them.

"Oh my God, there are more than a dozen magic weapons, each of which is also a magic weapon of natal life, with supreme power."

"This son is dead. If you want to blame him, blame him for being too condescending and causing public anger."

Many people didn't make a move. This was a battle they couldn't get involved in. They didn't even dare to approach, and they all retreated down the mountain in exclamation.

The pressure on Huangtian Peak is huge, and they can't bear it. What's more, at the moment when the battle is about to break out, they don't dare to stay here for a long time. If this is not good, they will be affected by the aftermath of the battle and die.

In the blink of an eye, only Li Zhanteng and Long Chen were left on the white jade stairs. Although these people did not choose to go down the mountain, they were also on guard and turned their attention to Yang. mysterious.

Everyone wanted to see if Yang Xuan could escape this catastrophe and survive the siege of so many emperors.

"Let me wait for the joint hands to use the magic weapon of this destiny, you will have no regrets if you die, junior."

At this time, Zhou Huang, the elder of the Divine Astral Sect, was approaching Yang Xuan, and he did not see any movement. Above his head, a strange treasure umbrella appeared out of thin air.

Obviously, this is Zhou Huang's natal magic weapon. It seems to be only the size of a palm, but the whole body reveals immeasurable divine light, as if a divine sun is hanging in the air, and the divine might is amazing.

At the same time, the other immortal emperors of the older generation also had their own magical treasures, such as a long whip overflowing with cold air, ancient seals as thick as mountains, pagodas, giant cauldrons, and so on.

All of them are bright and dazzling, and the breath is strong.

Although they couldn't use the magic power in the Hall of Desolation Heaven, they all practiced the desolation technique, condensed a strong desolation energy in their bodies, and using the desolation energy to activate the magic weapon can also exert a part of the power of the magic weapon.

This kind of power may not be the strongest, but they are confident that they can kill Yang Xuan together.

There are more than a dozen senior immortal emperors, and there are still five people at the peak of the emperor realm. If they can't help Yang Xuan, how can they live in this world?

I have to say that this is a group of terrifying cultivators. Once they are attacked in a group, even ordinary saints can kill them by leaps and bounds, which is hard to resist!

However, Yang Xuan didn't pay attention to it. He stared at Zhou Huang and the others with cold eyes, and said lightly, "If you want to kill me, you can't just rely on your mouth. You can just shoot."

"Kill my sect disciple, the old man wants you to pay with blood."

Because of the tragic death of his disciple Jiang Shaobai, Zhou Huang hated Yang Xuan so much that he almost didn't think about it, he sacrificed the umbrella above his head.

boom!