Chapter 1292 The Deal of Ghost Venerable, Half-Step Realm King

Yang Qingxuan slashed with his right hand, and the sword shot three thousand fires away.

The sword energy of fire slashed randomly at the charging evil spirits, bursting out wailing and roaring one after another.

Fatty Pan was already trembling with fright, and stuck behind Yang Qingxuan.

Fortunately, at the same time as Yang Qingxuan made his moves, a barrier of fire opened up all over his body, preventing ordinary devil energy and devil spirits from invading. Only then did Fatty Pan gradually adapt to the environment.

The Soul-devouring Golden Demon on Yang Qingxuan's shoulders flickered in the air, almost at the speed of teleportation, and swallowed three soul stones, adding 0.3 points.

Yang Qingxuan made another sword strike, without any fancy, and slashed straight away.

"laugh!"

The demon spirit at the early stage of the emperor's position screamed, and was cut into two pieces. A raging fire ignited at the cut, and was quickly burned to nothing.

The moment the demon was split open, there was a flash of golden light, and a soul stone was swallowed by the soul-devouring golden demon.

"Get a middle-grade soul stone, and get one point."

A voice sounded in Yang Qingxuan's mind, he exhaled heavily, and said, "Damn it, I finally scored one point."

Soon, all the demon spirits in the hall were wiped out.

Yang Qingxuan's total score increased to 4.9 points.

"Walk."

The two of them didn't hesitate at all, and immediately rushed to the next hall.

Even in the corridor outside the hall, there were monsters rushing out from time to time, and all of them were dealt with smoothly, but nothing broke out.

At this moment, Yang Qingxuan looked around and found several figures rushing in from the outer courtyard.

Among them is the shadow of Gong Shuqing.

It seems that none of these thousand strong fighters are vegetarians, and they must have their own strengths.

Yang Qingxuan suddenly trembled all over, showing a panicked expression, and a familiar and cold voice came from his ear, full of sarcasm and jokes:

"Tsk tsk, boy, are you going to hell? Why are you surrounded by mouth-watering delicacies? Jie Jie Jie Jie."

Yang Qingxuan's complexion changed drastically, he hurriedly stood upright, and made a single-handed tactic, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

The soul imprint flickered between the eyebrows, and a sword imprint emerged, exuding a bright and dark glow, and a seal formula rose in his hand, submerging into the soul imprint, arousing circles of sword intent.

"Jie Jie, what's the matter, check the Martial Soul Seal? Haha, it looks like you're afraid of me."

That voice came from the Taixuan Sword Tomb, filled with endless contempt and ridicule.

Yang Qingxuan snorted, he was indeed checking the Martial Soul Seal just now, and found nothing abnormal, so he was relieved.

The Martial Soul Taixuan Sword Tomb is a kind of fusion of sword intent, and it is also the entrance to Taixuan Heaven - the land of the soul of the sword.

That voice came from the Taixuan Sword Tomb, it was Guizun's voice.

On one of the sword tombs, the ghostly aura exuded by the Hundred Ghosts at Night Xing refracted evil rays of light. The grooves were like blood flowing, and there were thousands of ghosts lingering and roaring around. The sound of the sword, the hostility runs through the world.

"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you, Jie Jie Jie Jie, I was counting on you to let me out."

Ghost Venerable's voice came from inside the sword, and he said slowly: "I sensed that you are surrounded by evil spirits and resentful souls. I thought you were going to hell."

Yang Qingxuan said: "You didn't go to hell, how can I have the qualifications."

"Jie Jie Jie Jie."

Gui Zun sneered and said: "I wish I could go to hell and eat all the ghosts in it. Not only can I return to the ghost emperor's real body, but I can also become the king of hell."

Yang Qingxuan resisted the shock in his heart. Guizun, as one of the sword souls, can actually sense his body directly through the martial soul seal, which is far more than many other sword souls.

I don't know if it will go wrong if it continues like this.

"To be honest, I haven't nourished for a long time. I feel that the environment around you is good and suitable for me. Give me some nourishment. In this sword mound, in the barrenness of time, it is really boring."

Gui Zun said leisurely, his voice filled with a kind of sigh and helplessness.

Yang Qingxuan said coldly: "You are telling a joke, you have been deliberately trying to kill me, let you out, am I not asking for death?"

Gui Zun said: "I just want to cut off the shackles of Tai Xuantian and regain freedom. Your sword spirit and martial soul are just the entrance of Tai Xuantian. Killing you is one of the ways for me to regain freedom, but it is not the method. Everything. You can remove the brand of Tai Xuantian from my body, and I can also be free."

Yang Qingxuan sneered and said, "Sorry, my ability is limited."

Gui Zun was silent for a while, and said: "You can do it. I want to regain my freedom. This is not a bad thing, I hope you can help me. In return, I am willing to kill a few enemies for you."

Yang Qingxuan said: "The idea is very good, and I'm a little moved, but I don't trust you. Also, my opponent is the number one person in this star field, and you can't kill him."

Gui Zun was stunned for a moment, and said: "Judging from the energy level of this star field, the first person should have the power close to the Lord of a Thousand Worlds. I am indeed not an opponent at the moment. But one more helper is better than you It’s okay to fight alone. You have just stepped into the early stage of Dao Realm, and if you meet an opponent, you will die with one palm.”

Yang Qingxuan's face fluctuated, and he seemed a little moved.

After all, the person he was going to face was the current Human Emperor. In the whole world, no one would dare to say that he was the Human Emperor's opponent.

Since Ghost Venerable was revived in the small six paths of reincarnation formation last time, he has the power of a half-step realm king, and it is very likely that he has stepped into the realm king at this moment.

If there is one more helper at the Realm King Realm, it will be more sure to fight against the Emperor.

It's just... how can I trust him?

This Ghost Venerable looked like the most evil and evil thing. If there is no strong force to restrain it, it is simply not enough to rely on verbal promises.

Yang Qingxuan's face was gloomy and uncertain.

Seeing him not moving for a while, Fatty Pan couldn't help but wondered, "Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Only then did Yang Qingxuan come back to his senses, and said: "It's okay, let's go, continue to kill demon spirits."

At this time, at the end of the corridor, endless demonic energy surged over, and a demon spirit was transformed into a huge monster, like a dwarf dragon, with a bloodthirsty red light shining in its eyes, and purple awns emitting from its two claws .

Yang Qingxuan's eyes lit up, and he said, "A demon spirit in the mid-stage of the emperor's throne!"

Looking at the ferocious appearance of the demon spirit, it is very likely that a middle-grade soul stone will burst out.

Yang Qingxuan raised his hand and stabbed with a sword.

The fire light radiated from the sword energy, in the shape of a crescent moon.

But before he touched the demon spirit, he saw that the demon spirit's body seemed to be solidified, and then his face showed pain, and his whole body came down from the top of his head, with cracks appearing.

"Boom!"

The demon spirit shattered like porcelain, revealing a mid-grade soul stone, which was swallowed by a soul-devouring golden demon in an instant.

A delicate and petite face appeared behind the demon spirit, and he was even a little shy. Seeing Yang Qingxuan's stabbing intent, surprise flashed in his eyes, "Sword Martial Soul?"

Then he raised his hand and slapped Yang Qingxuan's sword energy into pieces.

"boom!"

The palm wind and sword energy collapsed, turning into a circle of aftermath and dissipating.

Yang Qingxuan's face darkened, staring at the boy, he actually snatched his demon spirit away.

At this time, the fat man stepped forward and scolded angrily: "Wow, what a kid, dare to snatch our boss!"