Chatper 741 (1/2)

"Hehe, taking away my body is only one aspect, and the other aspect, I need to borrow your remnant soul."

Yang Xuan grinned, seemingly smiling, but his words were full of cold murderous intent.

His eyes were cold and starry, and he looked directly at Yan Luo. Yan Luo regarded him as a prey, and how did he know that he also regarded him as a prey, and wanted to devour the demonic power in his soul to strengthen the spirit of the demons.

As long as everything goes well, he will soon be able to have the Four Winged Demons, which can quadruple his combat power in a short period of time.

With his current strength, if he quadrupled, he would have the power to fight against the last ordinary Heaven-Grasping Realm power.

Of course, he is eager to strengthen the spirit of the demon, and the more important purpose is to wake up the memory that was sleeping in the depths of the soul as soon as possible, so as to learn about the life experience before the third reincarnation.

"Lend my remnant soul?"

Yan Luo's face sank, and at the same time he was angry, his whole body couldn't help a shudder. He had a faint feeling that Yang Xuan was going to do an experiment with his remnant soul.

"You are courting death, little brat."

The corpse puppet's chest is ups and downs, and his expression is extremely ferocious. His master is a generation of ancient demon emperors, and his identity is so revered. Who would have thought that Yang Xuan would dare to peep at his master's remnant soul, this is disrespectful and unforgivable.

"What are you barking about, it's time to fight."

Yang Xuan shouted like thunder, and his body moved like a flash of light. He passed through the invisible restriction without obstruction, and came to the bottom of Samsara Peak, standing in the sky.

"Fight, fight, when I'm afraid you won't succeed?"

The strong man was furious, and his body was filled with suffocation. He looked like a mad beast, but before he could do it, Yan Luo reached out his hand and stopped him.

"Owner!"

shouted the strong man.

"Can you beat him?"

Yan Luo is not good-natured, the strong man is good at everything, and he is loyal to him, but his brain is not very good, so if he rushes up so recklessly, let alone kill Yang Xuan, he will lose his life in vain.

"I……"

The strong man was speechless. He was indeed not Yang Xuan's opponent, but Yang Xuan was so arrogant that it drove him crazy.

"I am what I am, just stay with me."

Yan Luo snorted lightly, looked up at Yang Xuan, his eyes were extremely cold, and he asked, "What's the use of my remnant soul?"

This is also the curiosity of others, no one knows what Yang Xuan wants Yan Luo's remnant soul to do.

It's just a wisp of remnant soul, what can it be used for? Could it be that Yang Xuan can devour it to strengthen his soul?

Some people think of this, and they feel cold all over their bodies. It is not uncommon to rely on devouring the souls of others to strengthen their own magical powers, but it is very rare. Yang Xuan came from an outer domain, and maybe he really practiced this poisonous secret.

"You don't have to know what to do, you just need to know, I will kill you."

Yang Xuan and Yan Luo looked at each other and responded in a flat tone.

"Not ashamed to speak."

Yan Luo was furious, raised his hand, and drew out his sword. The two movements were completed in one go. A sword energy condensed from Xuan Bing's energy reached in an instant, and approached Yang Xuan's face at a high speed.

"It's too slow to kill me."

Yang Xuan smiled contemptuously, and with a wave of the Purgatory Sword in his hand, he did not even use the divine power of the sun, and slashed directly on the sword energy.

"boom!"

The sword qi collapsed and was as fragile as a piece of paper. After opening the Jingmen, Yang Xuan's physical strength skyrocketed. This strength was supplemented by the three profound martial arts, and the destructive power increased exponentially.

"If you can't kill it or not, you have to keep fighting to see the difference."

Yan Luo shouted violently, his body swept over at a high speed, and the dragon-patterned ice sword in his hand slashed down from the sky. With an extremely sharp sword gang, the brilliance was in full bloom, and he killed Yang Xuan in an instant.

"Good come."

Yang Xuan shouted lightly, his figure flickered, and he kept swinging his sword to confront Yan Luo.

For a time, the purgatory sword and the dragon-patterned ice sword violently collided, golden light shot out, and the cold air splashed around, making the place bright and bright, and the void rumbled endlessly.

"So strong!"

Many people are amazed and are watching closely, not knowing who will live and who will die in this battle.

boom!

Suddenly, a loud bang came, and the two sides retreated.

The crowd looked intently, and was surprised to find Yang Xuan standing in mid-air, his face was neither red nor panting, while Yan Luo was pale and breathing rapidly.

Obviously, in the short fight, Yama didn't get any advantage, but faintly lost the advantage.

This is shocking, to know that Yang Xuan has just entered the realm of divine power, while Yan Luo has the cultivation of the peak of the realm of divine power, especially Yan Luo is still an ancient demon emperor.

"This son is so powerful!"

Ji Haifeng frowned, he wanted to take advantage of Yan Luo to entangle Yang Xuan, looking for an opportunity to get rid of Yang Xuan, but he did not expect that Yan Luo was repelled after a few moments.

"This is not all of his strength, we have to be careful."

Ji Hailin said with a voice transmission with a solemn expression.

"If you only have this strength, then you will surely die today."

Yang Xuan spoke lightly, staring at Yan Luo with indifference. As for the Ji Family Shuangzun on the other side, he turned a blind eye.

"Shuzi, you forced me."

Yan Luo couldn't bear it any longer, a flash of determination flashed in the depths of his pupils, and a burst of blood suddenly rose from his body.