Chatper 1741 (1/2)

"Senior's skill is good fortune, and his reputation is very famous in the past. Naturally, he is not afraid of a few underworld gods."

Yang Xuan said with a smile, with the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Sutra of Life and Death, he believed that the Daoist withered would be able to comprehend the avenue of life and death in a few days, successfully break through the bottleneck, and step into the legendary world of immortality.

Hearing his words, Daoist Ku shook his head and snorted: "Don't talk about flattery, although the old man is not afraid of a few underworld gods, but if you add your oil bottle, it will be difficult to completely fight against each other. Let go of your hands and feet."

"Am I a tow bottle?"

Yang Xuan touched his nose and laughed dumbly. He dared to feel that he was nothing in the eyes of Daoist Ku, but he couldn't blame him. After all, he only had the cultivation of the Immortal King Realm now.

Cultivation determines everything, and perhaps in the eyes of people like Ku Daoren, only the emperor realm powerhouse can barely be regarded as a master.

Daoist Ku glanced at Yang Xuan and said lightly: "I know that you have hidden your strength, and your real strength is definitely not weak, but no matter how strong you are, can you still deal with the underworld gods?"

"Ahem, the Ming clan is good at fighting, and the strength of the underworld gods of the Ming clan is not inferior to the Great Sage of the Immortal Dao, and even stronger than the ordinary Great Sage of the Immortal Dao. The junior is indeed not an opponent, but if the junior tries his best, he will Not without a fight.”

Yang Xuan coughed dryly, a bit of arrogance in his voice.

"Oh, is that so? It seems that the old man is still underestimating you. If possible, the old man would like to see your methods."

Withered Daoist narrowed his eyes.

"Let's forget it. With a senior like you here, where do you need the younger generation to take action? The younger generation will not show off in front of you."

Yang Xuan said haha, he wouldn't waste his energy if there were free thugs, and he didn't want to reveal all his cards prematurely.

"What a sly boy."

Ku Taoren laughed and scolded, although he didn't know Yang Xuan's trump card, but he also understood that Yang Xuan was a genius in the sky.

"Okay, come here quickly, if you are too far away, the old man may not be able to protect you in the next fight."

The Daoist withered waved his hand, and it was okay to meet the cultivator of the immortal way, but when he encountered the god of the underworld, there was bound to be a fierce battle, and it was unavoidable.

"Junior knows."

Yang Xuan nodded, and approached the Dry Daoist in a flash. With his current cultivation base and strength, he might be able to compete slightly against the last Underworld God. Even if he couldn't defeat it, he would leave with confidence.

But if he faced a few underworld gods, he would have no choice but to fight to the death.

"Hmph, the Heart Demon Palace is the holy land of our clan. Since the two of you dare to come, you don't need to go out anymore."

At this moment, several figures roared from afar.

Yang Xuan fixed his eyes and narrowed his eyes slightly.

There were four people in total, an ugly-looking old man with scorpion tails, a sturdy dragon-headed man, a glamorous and enchanting woman with snake eyes, and a middle-aged man surrounded by black fire.

"It is said that there are eight underworld gods in the underworld, you must be some of them, right?"

Daoist Ku opened his mouth, his body was dead without restraint, the whole person was like a god of death, and the radius of a hundred miles was turned into a dead area, without the slightest vitality.

"Who is Your Excellency?!"

The snake-eyed woman shrank her eyes, and unconsciously used her power to resist the invasion of death energy, while the scorpion-tailed old man, the dragon-headed man, or the middle-aged man also released the power to protect themselves.