Chatper 68 (1/2)

"Crack!"

The inner armor of Cao Yan's top-grade treasure could no longer be carried, and was shattered by Yang Xuan's punch, and his chest collapsed in a large piece.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Cao Yan flew out on the spot, blood staining the sky.

"Is this the spirit of entering the devil, it can greatly improve the physical strength!"

Su Ziyao and the others were stunned. Yang Xuan's physical strength made them very uneasy. They couldn't imagine any other martial spirit in the world that could greatly improve their physical strength like the magic spirit.

This kind of giant force, let alone Cao Yan, several Cao Yan can't stop it.

"hiss……"

Li Yunlong, a group of masked men in black, widened their eyes and sucked in cold air. His fist shattered, how amazing it was.

At the same time, they were very frightened. Yang Xuan's fist could shatter even the inner armor of a high-grade treasure. If his fist fell on them, they would have no life, and they would be shattered immediately.

"boom!"

At this moment, Cao Yan fell to the ground from midair, and with a wow sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood again.

He was in pain everywhere, but he didn't say a word, just barely raised his head and looked at Yang Xuan with a look of horror.

In the face of this force, he has no power to contend.

Rao is so, he eased his breath, still struggling to get up from the ground.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Alright, it would be boring if you just died like this."

Su Ziyao was speechless for a while, listening to his tone, he seemed to wish Cao Yan didn't die, so that he could continue playing.

Yang Xuan was really playing. After his enchantment, his strength improved by leaps and bounds. Even though he beat Cao Yan to half death just now, he didn't use all his strength. If not, Cao Yan would have died long ago.

"Damn, you, what kind of martial spirit are you, to make your body become so tyrannical!"

Cao Yan roared, his eyes were both fearful and frightened. He had fought against a warrior who had awakened the Shiyan martial arts. This Shiyan martial arts could cover the body with thick rocks, greatly improving the body's defense and strength, but Shiyan martial arts. Yan Wuhun is strong, but it is not as good as Yang Xuan's Demonic Wuhun.

The spirit of entering the devil is too perverted, and the increased physical strength makes Cao Yan feel desperate.

"Hey, physical strength, you underestimate my magic spirit."

Yang Xuan grinned, suddenly raised his right hand, the palm of his hand shone with light, and with a puff, a black flame appeared.

"Black flames!"

Everyone's eyelids jumped wildly, who felt the terrible lethality contained in this black flame.

"You, what kind of flame are you?"

Cao Yan's heart skipped a beat, and the fear in his heart was unbearable.

This black flame is the size of a palm. Although it is not big, it is extremely strange. The flames emit endless negative emotions, as if it is not a flame, but an evil fire formed by all the sins in the world.

"Hey, this is the magic flame. In addition to burning your body, it can also burn your soul, causing you to suffer until death."

Yang Xuan laughed grimly. After entering the devil, not only did his physical strength skyrocket, but his vitality also underwent a qualitative change, turning into a purer devilish qi.

Even though he is just entering the Primordial Condensation Realm for the first time, the quality and quantity of demonic energy are comparable to that of an ordinary True Astral Realm martial artist.

Boom, boom, boom...

At this time, a stream of demonic energy was converging into a stream in the meridians in his body, flowing and rushing, making a thunderous roar.

If it is said that the fire energy flowing in his meridians before entering the devil is a stream, then after entering the devil, the devil energy in his meridians is a river, surging and mighty, like a real dragon cub roaring in the sky.

And as the demonic energy circulated in the meridians, an invisible vortex appeared around Yang Xuan's body.

The vortex rapidly rotated counterclockwise, and the vitality of the heavens and the earth was immediately attracted, and then the sea madly passed through the vortex, poured into Yang Xuan's body, and merged into his demonic energy, making his demonic energy continue to flourish, as if forever. will not run out.

This is the power of magic, which not only greatly increases the strength of the physical body, but also changes the nature of the vitality in the body, turning it into a more domineering demonic energy.