Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

Chapter 59
The mist released by the blood-drinking sword was dissipated by the airflow from the pores of Yang Xuanzhen's body in less than a moment.

"This is impossible!"

Looking at the scene below, Mr. Skeleton's pupils shrank violently, and his face was full of astonishment.

It should be known that this kind of evil mist is a fusion of seven miasmas of the world, including black devil miasma, yin and cold miasma, blood poison miasma, ghost miasma, five air miasma, bone-eating miasma, and ghost miasma.

These seven kinds of poisonous miasma were meant to restrain each other, but because of the magic power of the monks in the mystical realm, they were forcibly mixed together.

Therefore, it becomes violent and insidious.

The tenth level of the ordinary physical body, the master of the supernatural transformation realm will be polluted, lose his mind and become a puppet, without exception.

But now, Yang Xuanzhen can resist the erosion of the seven kinds of poisonous miasma from the inside only by relying on his mortal body, which is beyond common sense.

How can he not make Mr. Skeleton unbelievable?
"What kind of martial arts are you practicing!" Mr. Skeleton's face changed several times, and he questioned Yang Xuanzhen.

At this moment, he finally realized a serious problem, he kicked a hard iron plate,

And this iron plate, in addition to making him unshakable, may even backlash against him.

Thinking of this, Mr. Skeleton didn't dare to stay any longer, and immediately activated the skeleton robe on his body, emitting bursts of black light, turned around and glides away towards the distance.

He just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

At the same time, he still didn't forget to control the blood-drinking sword, turned around and killed Yang Xuanzhen, trying to entangle him and buy him a chance to escape.

"I only want to escape now, it's too late."

However, Mr. Skeleton's wishful thinking was doomed to fail. Yang Xuanzhen's speed was too fast. His tall body stepped forward, as if stepping over his father and chasing the sun. After a few vertical leaps, he came under Mr. Skeleton.

"Go away, my son."

The Skeleton Master's face tensed in mid-air. Immediately, he flicked his right index finger. Immediately, the blood-drinking sword surged horizontally and vertically.

Buzz!
The blood-drinking sword kept trembling, and the tip of the sword spat out the cold blood light, as if the scythe of the god of death came to the world, wanting to choose people and get addicted.

"Forget it, I'll break your biggest reliance, and see if you don't have this flying sword, what else do you use to fight with me?"

Feeling the sharp sword light coming towards his face, Yang Xuanzhen's eyes were cold.

Suddenly, his big palm-like hand stretched out, like a huge mountain across the sky, facing the flying sword.

Clang!

The moment the flying sword came into contact with the fleshy palm, sparks were immediately aroused, as if two hammers were constantly colliding, clanging and clanging.

"you!"

This time, Mr. Skeleton's face was extremely ugly, but the next moment, something happened that made him even more unacceptable, making his expression completely frozen.

I saw Yang Xuanzhen grasping the five fingers suddenly, just like an eagle grasping a chicken, grasping the blood-drinking sword that was jumping in the palm of his hand.

No matter how he struggles, how he bursts out bright blood light, it will always be of no avail.

"Go to hell."

After doing all this, the soil under Yang Xuanzhen's feet suddenly exploded, and his whole body was like an angry dragon soaring into the sky, shooting straight up into the sky.

At the same time, he blasted out both fists together, like two cannonballs, heading straight for Mr. Skeleton's head.

"No, you can't kill me. I'm the son of Prince Wu Sheng, the elder of the Blood Shadow Demon Sect, and I'm also the sixth-generation great-grandson of the Jade Blood Patriarch No. 30. Do you know who the Jade Blood Patriarch is? He is the third level of the Longevity Secret Realm, Dongtian The invincible legend of the realm, and above him, there is a more powerful existence, if you dare to hurt me even the slightest bit, you will surely suffer forever, and even the Supreme One Sect cannot save you!"

Feeling that Yang Xuanzhen was getting closer, Mr. Skeleton was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, and he let out a hysterical wail.

"Noisy!"

However, upon hearing Mr. Skull's words, Yang Xuanzhen's brows sank, and the aura exuding from his body became even more domineering.

Since his debut, every enemy he has encountered has to chatter before he dies. It is really annoying to say such similar words.

Moreover, for such a demon as the Blood Shadow Demon Sect, daring to threaten the No. [-] Taiyi Sect in the Immortal Dao is purely insane.

Bang!
Accompanied by a muffled sound, the black light emitted by the skeleton robe on Mr. Skeleton's body did not have any effect, and was directly broken by Yang Xuanzhen.

Immediately, under his horrified gaze, Yang Xuanzhen's fist the size of a millstone slammed down on his head.

Pfft!

The next moment, Mr. Skeleton's head was torn apart like a watermelon, turning into a rain of blood.

He didn't even have time to utter a pitiful scream before he died under Yang Xuanzhen's fist.

And its headless corpse also fell to the ground following Yang Xuanzhen, and the blood-drinking sword also followed the master's execution and stopped moving.

After doing all this, Yang Xuanzhen's body, which had doubled in size, crazily shrunk and returned to its normal state due to the size and size.

This method of transferring Qi and blood consumes one's own vitality extremely. If it is performed by an ordinary ten-level magic transformation master, it will definitely be difficult to last for a long time.

And after the incident, he will inevitably fall into a period of weakness, unable to continue fighting, at least half a month of rest, and taking various panacea to replenish vitality, in order to fully recover.

But Yang Xuanzhen is not an ordinary master of magic transformation, his body is almost strong to a limit, with a little wear and tear, for him, it is not enough to fall into a period of weakness.

"Brother Yang."

Seeing the death of Mr. Skeleton, Sun Hai in the distance hurried over and saluted respectfully.

Immediately, he was familiar with the road, and felt the corpse on the headless corpse of Mr. Skeleton.

Regarding Yang Xuanzhen's actual strength, Sun Hai was completely numb from shock.

During this period of time, it can be said that he used up all the shock and inconceivableness of his life.

And Yang Xuanzhen's image in Sun Hai's mind can only be described in one sentence, it is lofty, unfathomable and unattainable.

Even if Yang Xuanzhen told him now that he was a cultivator in the Mystical Ability Realm, Sun Hai would not have the slightest doubt.

Soon, Sun Hai took off Mr. Skeleton's spiritual weapon robe, besides that, there was a black leather gourd, all of which were handed to Yang Xuanzhen.

"Sha Yuan Pill."

Yang Xuanzhen poured out a dark red pill from the gourd, looked it over a little, and a strange color appeared on his face.

This Shayuan Pill is at the same level as Baiyang Pill, both of which are human-level high-grade, but their refining techniques and materials are extremely cruel, and it needs to absorb the blood essence of a large number of living beings to achieve it.

Even when some demonic monks practiced alchemy, they directly threw a large number of living people into the alchemy furnace, so that the resentment, hostility, and hatred exuded by them before they died would all be melted into the Shayuan pill.

As a result, its medicinal properties are increased dramatically.

"That's over, I'll go to that castle."

Yang Xuanzhen put all the trophies into the storage magic weapon, and gave Sun Hai an order.

Immediately, he took the lead towards the castle in the mountains in the distance.

As for the remaining demon army, they have already collapsed, and Yang Xuanzhen didn't bother to chase them down.

Nowadays, it is still important to search for resources.

(End of this chapter)