Chatper 1167 (2/2)
"I'm a fool, what are you? It's true that Immortal Emperor Tongtian is a bit embarrassed to leave such a test, but the so-called crisis and opportunity coexist, even if it contains great danger, I will not turn back and never regret it."
Yang Xuan said lightly.
"The ignorant are fearless. If you knew what the virtue of the old thief Tongtian was back then, you would not be so decisive."
The wild demon roared.
"Regardless of whether Immortal Emperor Tongtian is evil or evil, he is worthy of the respect of my generation of cultivators, and you, a remnant soul who was suppressed by Immortal Emperor Tongtian to the point of lingering and only babbled behind people's backs, can only make me feel Disgust, contempt, and deep disdain."
"You bastard, if I can get through this difficult time, I will search your soul, kill all the relatives, friends, and all those who are related to you behind you, leaving nothing behind."
"A dog is a dog, and the rescue will just bark there."
"Ah, I'm going to kill you, kill you..."
Rao Shi has lived for endless years, but he has never encountered such a mean-spirited junior, which makes him feel extremely mad and humiliated.
"Don't yell, I'll give you a treat when I refine the Immortal Emperor Fu Zhao."
Yang Xuan didn't talk nonsense early. After a short breath adjustment, he jumped up and jumped forward.
One mountain after another, all became his stepping stones. Although he was oppressed by immortals and demons, it was difficult to hurt him.
The fighting spirit of the immortals and demons is ultimately a force of will. If one's own will is firm enough, one can go upstream without being affected by it.
At least, in areas other than Immortal Demon Peak, Yang Xuan was not afraid of the surging immortal and demon fighting intent around him.
However, this is also a kind of tempering, which is of great benefit to one's own spirit. In the process of constantly fighting against the immortals and demons, Yang Xuan's spirit has become more and more pure and concise.
Time passed by every minute, and after about a stick of incense, Yang Xuan finally came to the bottom of Xianmo Peak.
At this moment, he is on a rock that protrudes slightly outward, and in front of him is a huge wall that is straight up. Just follow the huge wall all the way up, and finally you can reach the top of Xianmo Peak.
"Boom..."
There were bursts of roars, and Yang Xuan was not in a hurry to climb. After all, this was Xianmo Peak, the largest and most dangerous mountain in Xianmo Mountain. The whole mountain was surrounded by a trace of electric light.
Yang Xuan tentatively reached out to touch the next ray of lightning, and suddenly felt a shudder in his soul, and he wanted to collapse on the spot.
This is the power of thunder and lightning transformed by the fighting intent of the immortals and demons, which is much more terrifying than the thunder of heaven.
If it wasn't for Yang Xuan's powerful spirit, this little ray of lightning would have caused him to lose his soul and die.
"If you want to go to this peak, you must withstand thunder, lightning, wind, and trials. The higher you go, the stronger the power of lightning and wind will be. The young master must not be careless."
The voice of the Tongtian old man came from a far away place and clearly entered Yang Xuan's mind.
Yang Xuan nodded to show that he knew, but he didn't say anything. Of course he understood that Xianmo Peak was not easy to climb, but the more difficult it was, the more he wanted to challenge it.
Young people should be like this. Rao is Yang Xuan's two generations, and he still has an adventurous heart after all.
"Rich and precious are in danger. If I succeed this time, I will be able to soar to the sky and my strength will skyrocket. Even if I encounter a strongman with extraordinary transformation, I will have the strength to fight."
The Immortal Emperor Fuzhao represents the power of the entire Heaven-reaching Realm, and the power of a big world is by no means capable of being countered by an extraordinary cultivator.