Chatper 377 (1/2)
"Dead, the two powerhouses in the Divine Power Realm will be wiped out in the blink of an eye!"
"This, this is the ultimate divine power, the sword in his hand must be a divine weapon!"
"The divine weapon at least has to be controlled by someone who is in the Destruction Realm. Ordinary people can't use it at all. With his cultivation base, how could it be possible to exert extreme power!?"
Below, the dozen or so people who had previously chased Yang Xuan were trembling all over, their faces full of horror, and they didn't take Yang Xuan seriously at all.
This kid is really too evil, not to mention carrying an artifact on his body, he can still wield extreme power.
It's ridiculous that they didn't know anything about this, and just now they were thinking of capturing Yang Xuan in exchange for the Qibao Rebirth Pill from the Yin Ghost Sect.
Thinking about it now, the hearts of their feet were unstoppable, and the lips of a few cowards were trembling.
Yang Xuan turned around, looked down at a dozen people, and snorted coldly, "Go away!"
"Escape!" With an exclamation, all the people, regardless of their cultivation level, all retreated like crazy.
Some people were so frightened that they mixed garlic under their feet, and they became a rolling gourd on the spot, and they were extremely embarrassed.
"A bunch of rubbish, if the young master has the cultivation base of the Fate Realm, how can you escape." Yang Xuan's eyes flashed away, ignoring those who escaped, and asked with concern: "Boy, are you alright? ?"
"Brother Purgatory, don't sleep, if you sleep, no one will play with the baby in the future." The baby also shouted, with a cry in his voice.
Unfortunately, there was no response from the Purgatory Sword.
Yang Xuan understood that the purgatory boy had consumed too much spiritual power and had fallen into a deep sleep, so he comforted: "Baby don't cry, your purgatory brother will wake up soon."
"Really?"
"Well, Brother Yang promises you."
After calming the baby, Yang Xuan's eyes became sharp, and he shouted: "Chen Hanlin, aren't you trying to kill me, I'm here waiting for you, if you have the guts, come and try to kill me right away."
The shout was like thunder, shaking the world.
Going up and down the ladder, the crowd gasped, unable to calm down for a long time.
Because, just now, they all clearly felt a supreme divine power, and the experienced warriors of the older generation had already guessed that it was the ultimate divine power that erupted from the divine weapon.
In Zhongzhou, artifacts are rare. Almost all artifacts are mastered by the top ten super sects. They belong to the background of the major sects and are not easily used.
But now, a boy of the third level of Heaven and Human Realm actually possesses an artifact.
Through the terrifying divine might that kills everything, many people know that the artifact in Yang Xuan's hands is not simple, and it is very likely that it is a mid-grade or even high-grade artifact, which is unimaginably powerful.
"Blushing, can you control the divine weapon with your cultivation base? From the old man's point of view, it should be the ultimate divine might that the tool spirit consumed a lot of spiritual power just now."
A sneer came from Chen Hanlin.
He looked up and could faintly see Yang Xuan on the jade steps a few hundred feet away.
"Whether it's a bluff, you'll know after a try." Yang Xuan's face was full of murderous intent.
"Quickly retreat." Chen Hanlin turned and walked away, running fast. He didn't think Yang Xuan could mobilize the divine weapon, but the divine weapon had a spirit, and a single tool spirit could at least give out two extreme divine might if he slept hard.
"Let's go too." Zhangsun Yan was taken aback when he saw Yang Xuanyou kill him without fear, and followed Chen Hanlin to retreat.
The remaining Yinguimen warriors were stunned for a while, and they flew back one after another.
Just a joke, Yang Xuan can have a divine weapon, no matter how many they are, they can't stop the divine might.
"A group of cowardly bastards, just to scare you." Yang Xuan smiled disdainfully in his heart, turned around and ran towards the ladder.
After half a minute like this, Chen Hanlin finally realized that he had been deceived. He exploded his lungs on the spot and shouted, "Stop and chase after this old man."
However, after such a delay, Yang Xuan had already reached the top.
Here is a huge platform, tens of thousands of feet above the ground.
As Yang Xuan guessed, there was a teleportation formation in the center of the platform.
Without delay, Yang Xuan jumped onto the stage.
hum!
The formation was running, black light flashed around him, and Yang Xuan found himself entering a void crack.
But the strange thing is that there is no Void Turbulence and Void Storm in this Void Fissure. As far as the field of vision can see, it is dark.
Whoohoo! ! !
Falling all the way down, Yang Xuan couldn't control his body at all. Fortunately, there was no danger here, which made him secretly relieved.
After a cup of tea, light appeared below.
Looking down, a white mist came into view.
"Is it a void storm, no, there is no aura fluctuation, it should not be a void storm."
As his thoughts flickered, Yang Xuan fell into the mist with a thud.
These mists are very strange, Yang Xuan only felt his soul tremble, and found himself in an endless desert.
Looking up, the sky is full of yellow sand, especially desolate.
"Boom..." Just when Yang Xuan mistakenly thought it was safe, a giant python suddenly rose into the sky from under the yellow sand in the distance.
This is definitely an ancient vicious python, a hundred zhang long and several zhang thick, with gray-black scales all over its body, and each scale has a ferocious barb.
This vicious python was so terrifying, it opened its bloody mouth, and spit out a disgusting smell, forming a terrifying hurricane. Several sand dunes dozens of feet high were swept up into the sky on the spot, and many mixed The hard rocks in the yellow sand were twisted into powder in an instant, and the scene was terrifying.