1787: C1787 The Curious and Delayed Yang Junxiu

C1787 The Curious and Delayed Yang Junxiu

Somewhere in the Fengtian world, Yang Junxiu was hovering in the air. A strange yellow-green color appeared in her eyes. The infernal energy surrounding him was so real that even the space around him distorted.

In front of Yang Junshan, a tall and sturdy cultivator covered in a black mist remained motionless. Around him surged a dense devil aura, but he didn't seem to be at a disadvantage in his confrontation with Fairy White Tiger.

During the confrontation, the two types of baleful qi continuously clashed in the air, and even the surrounding space was constantly distorted, torn apart, shattered, and annihilated.

"Demons?"

Yang Junxiu wrinkled her brows. In terms of cultivation level, this great devil expert before her was definitely above her. He was definitely a "Three Flowers Gathering" cultivator.

"Blood descendant of the White Tiger, adopted younger sister of Yang Junshan, Immortal Elder of the Heaven-Revolving Dao Clan. I've heard of you!"

When the demon cultivator spoke, his voice seemed to carry the sound of metal clashing, as if it could directly shake one's soul.

A groan came from behind Yang Junxiu.

Yang Junxiu's facial expression changed. A tiger's roar suddenly came from behind her. A huge white tiger appeared behind her, as if it was protecting something.

The Great Luo cultivator looked at the White Tiger Dharma Idol gathering power behind Yang Junxiu. The devil aura surrounding him slightly shrank, as if it was somewhat afraid of Yang Junxiu.

Yang Junxiu also looked at him with a face full of fear, but her entire body was brimming with vigor. She was full of fighting spirit. As long as there was a disagreement, she would immediately start a fight.

Seeing this, the Great Luo demon cultivator secretly cursed, "The White Tiger race are all madmen." He opened his mouth with a sneer and said, "Since Fairy White Tiger has already saved them, are you still not going to fight for the grandmist purple gas that is about to appear at the entrance of the Primal Chaos?"

"No rush!"

Yang Junxiu did not want to be outdone and said, "As long as Fellow can hand over the person behind you, I will leave now. As for the grandmist purple gas, it is enough for my sworn brother to go and fight for it." But for the sake of a Golden Immortal, you are willing to give up the battle for the Primordial Purple Qi? "

"Immortal Yang of the Western Mountain?"

However, the moment he thought of the person behind him, his original fear completely turned into resolution. He said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, a certain family originally did not have too much confidence in obtaining the grandmist purple energy, so they are not interested. Moreover, with the opportunity right in front of them, how could I let them go?"

Yang Junxiu's face darkened, "In that case, are you insisting on meddling in the matters of my clan?"

Demon Great Luo revealed a mocking expression and said, "Your words are wrong, fairy. The person behind me is clearly a member of my demon race. What does that have to do with the Heavenly Dao Clan? As for you, Fairy, who was originally a descendant of the White Tiger, how did you manage to join the Heaven-Revolving Dao Clan? The bones of the White Tiger do not exist! "

"You are courting death!"

Yang Junxiu was enraged. Her voice was fused with the White Tiger Dharma's tiger roar, forming a mysterious sonic killing technique. It moved past the Demon race's Da Luo and went straight to one of the Demonic cultivators behind her.

The expression on the face of the Demonic Cultivator Da Luo changed. It seemed that he didn't expect Yang Junxiu to have such a miraculous "Sound Attack" technique.

However, at this moment, the expression on the face of Demon Great Luo changed, as he suddenly thought of something. He was about to cancel Yang Junxiu's attack, but he suddenly stopped and instantly retreated, taking advantage of the opportunity to grab the broken body of the Golden Immortal, who had lost her left leg and was trembling under the effect of Yang Junxiu's secret sonic attack.

However, when the demon Golden Immortal was caught by the Great Luo cultivator, his head drooped down, revealing his appearance. Although his face was stiff like a corpse, it didn't look like Ouyang Palin, the demonic cultivator who went missing with Yang Xinyu.

Just as Yang Junxiu was about to give chase, a violent spatial turbulence came from the sky above. It affected the entire Feng Tian world, causing her expression to change instantly. She also stopped in her tracks.

Yang Junxiu's expression changed, but when she saw the Demon race's Da Luo's figure about to disappear from her sight, she shouted out, "Who are you? Do you dare to leave your name behind?"

The Great Luo cultivator let out a dry laugh and said without turning his head, "Demon Lord Black Rain, Fairy White Tiger, we will meet again!"

"Black rain?"

Yang Junxiu's expression changed slightly, as if she had thought of something. She muttered to herself, "I wonder what is her relationship with the Demonic Black Nightmare Heavenly Sovereign?"

"Cough, Auntie Xiu …"

A voice came from behind Yang Junxiu.

Yang Junxiu turned around and looked at the man behind her with sparkling eyes. She said, "Why have you come to the Fengtian realm?"2

The person behind Yang Junxiu was none other than Yang Xinyu, who had disappeared during the pursuit of Ouyang Palin after suppressing the Son of Yan Luo. For some reason, the two of them had appeared in the world of Feng Tian together.

When she heard Yang Junxiu's question, she was somewhat confused for a moment. She scratched the back of her head and said, "I'm not too sure about this nephew of mine, but during the battle with Ouyang Palin, she triggered some unknown mechanism and fell into a spatial cave left behind by a powerful expert together with him."

"In that cave in space, my nephew and Ouyang Palin had both obtained some fortuitous encounters, but we continued to fight endlessly until the cave was completely devoured by us. In the end, after a huge battle, we destroyed the cave from the inside and were carried away by a turbulent wave of space.

As she spoke to here, Yang Xinyu could not help but bitterly smile as she said: "My nephew is also inexplicably tight. I do not know why he appeared in the Mighty Heaven world, but my nephew does not have the Absolute Beginning profound light."

Then, Yang Xinyu added, "My nephew's magic treasure was a bit stronger, and I took advantage of the spatial turbulence while I was being surrounded. Ouyang Palin was severely injured, and my nephew took the opportunity to cut off her left leg, and then the Black Rain Demon Sovereign suddenly appeared. I don't know what Ouyang Palin said, but he was protected by the Black Rain Demon Sovereign. Fortunately, Aunt Xiu also arrived at this time, otherwise, the consequences would have been disastrous."

Yang Junxiu nodded, and when she looked at Yang Xinyu once again, she realized that his cultivation had already reached the origin foundation of the five elements and four of them had already been cultivated to the large success stage. He was only one step away from the 'large success stage of the five elements', and could not help but smile and say, "Not bad, your cultivation has increased very fast, it seems that this time your luck is not small."

Yang Xinyu smiled bitterly and shook his head, then asked, "Aunt Xiu, where is my father? What should we do next? "

Yang Junxiu looked up at the sky, feeling the spatial ripple that had spread throughout the entire world. After pondering for a while, she said, "The Primordial Purple Clouds are coming soon, I need to go to the entrance of the Primal Chaos to help your father. I will send you to an aboriginal tribe, where your father's avatar, Yang Shou, was originally guarding.

Yang Xinyu was somewhat puzzled, "A native tribe?"

Yang Junxiu looked serious as she said, "That's right. If your father and I can obtain the Primordial Purple Qi, then these native tribes might become very important!"

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After finishing this chapter, he realized that he was completely wrong. Helpless, he could only revise it in a depressed manner.

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