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Yang Xuan pouted and glanced at Li Wanshan disdainfully.

"This person, leave it to my son, I know he is useful to you."

Dao of the Underworld Demon.

"Thank you father for your accomplishment."

Yang Xuan put away the ghost avatar, stepped in front of Li Wanshan, pressed his palm directly on its heavenly spirit, and forcibly performed the black luck technique, killing people and taking luck.

Li Wanshan's cultivation base is not bad, and he is full of strong luck, how much is it useful to him?

If you can plunder his luck this time, it will be much stronger than plundering the luck of ten Anro, and maybe one of the nine cauldrons of luck will be filled.

"The villain knows he's wrong, beg the emperor, forgive me..."

Feeling the loss of his luck and the severe pain from his body and soul, Li Wanshan felt a great fear in his heart.

"It's okay for you to be disrespectful to me, but you should never have bad feelings for my son, so today, you must die."

The Underworld Demon Emperor said mercilessly.

"My ancestors have followed the emperor all his life, died for the emperor, and made great achievements in battle. I didn't expect the emperor to be so ruthless today, and he didn't miss the old feelings at all."

Li Wanshan roared up to the sky, his heart was both angry and full of unwillingness.

He was killed and robbery that year, and the remnant soul slept in the magic stone for endless years.

Who would have thought that as soon as he was able to recover this time, he was about to die, and he was so aggrieved that he couldn't even struggle.

"It's me who killed you, it has nothing to do with my father, die!"

Yang Xuan's expression was indifferent, and strands of black energy poured out of his palm continuously, covering Li Wanshan's body. After a while, Li Wanshan completely turned into nothingness under his palm.

"The ancestor of the Li family was a general by his father's side. He died on the battlefield with his father, and shed the last drop of blood. His heart is full of the sun and the moon. However, his descendants have forgotten the legacy of his ancestors."

The Great Demon Emperor sighed faintly, and said to Yang Xuan: "The technique of black luck is the famous skill of the Black Emperor of the ancient times, and the nine divine cauldrons in your soul can enable you to cultivate your destiny and fulfill your destiny. Dao, presumably also originated from an immortal Dao master who cultivated both Buddhism and Dao.

After speaking, he couldn't help but exhort: "When you go to the Immortal Realm in the future, you need to be careful about the gods and goddesses. This clan is hypocritical and insidious, and they are enemies with my clan. If you know that you are my son, you will definitely use all means. against you.

In addition, there is a talisman here for my father. This talisman is called the Talisman of Life and Death. It was a gift from a former friend of my father. It can help you resolve a murder. You should keep it carefully and use it carefully. "

While speaking, a pitch-black talisman flew over and landed firmly in Yang Xuan's hands.

Needless to say, this is the life and death talisman, which has the supreme power to reverse life and death, and its value is limitless.

"Is Father going to leave?"

Yang Xuan was shocked, and subconsciously took the life and death talisman, his eyes were full of gratitude and reluctance.

"Yeah, I'm leaving, this remnant thought is stored in a drop of life essence and blood for my father, and it won't last long, but now, this drop of life blood essence has been integrated into your blood, and the remnant will naturally reappear. cannot last forever."

The blood essence of life is very precious. The reason why the remnants of the Great Demon Emperor remain in the statue for a long time depends on this drop of blood.

"You are much stronger than being a father. Live well."

The residual thoughts of the Great Demon Emperor were quickly extinguished, leaving only one sentence echoing in Yang Xuan's mind, which has not been dispersed for a long time.