Eternal Demon King
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"drink!"
Yang Xuan snorted and threw a punch.
Boom!
The air in front of him boiled, and then a large area exploded. Even with a casual punch, Yang Xuan felt that his physical strength had skyrocketed a lot.
Ten thousand jins of great strength, how powerful, with a full punch, it is enough to kill the lowest monster in seconds.
"Haha, power, this is the real power!"
The wild laughter resounded in all directions, and Yang Xuan was overwhelmed with excitement. He had an urge to slaughter the world and spread the land.
boom! boom! boom!
He looked crazy, and waved his fists tirelessly, venting the power of this riot. Every punch could explode with unparalleled power, and the space in front of him trembled violently.
But the good times didn\'t last long. In less than ten seconds, he trembled all over, and a sharp pain like tearing came from his soul.
"what!"
He screamed on the spot and rolled around until he couldn\'t bear it and passed out.
...
"Woooo, Big Brother Yang, you, you finally woke up?"
I don\'t know how long, just as Yang Xuan opened his eyes, he heard Fang Qingxue\'s cry.
When his vision gradually became clear, he found that he had returned to his residence, and now he was lying on the wooden bed, while Fang Qingxue was sitting beside the bed, with a pear blossom and rain on his face, so pitiful.
"Xue\'er, don\'t, don\'t cry, am I fine?" Yang Xuan opened his mouth, pulled Fang Qingxue into his arms stiffly, hugged her slender waist tightly, and gently wiped the corners of her eyes with his hands Sparkling tears.
He didn\'t know how long he had been in a coma, but he felt as if his soul had been exiled to a lonely place, as if it had been isolated from the outside world for thousands of years, 10,000 years.
"Wuwu, Brother Yang, you, don\'t you feel any discomfort in your body?" Fang Qingxue said while crying, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Oh, no, I feel good." Yang Xuan smiled, but his heart palpitated. He clearly remembered that he used the dark martial arts, and then passed out in pain, and his soul came to a strange space.
There, there is no bounds, no sky, no earth, no sun, moon and stars, not even a sound, and there is only a cold and silent darkness.
He was drowsy, wandering around, without the slightest concept of time.
In the long years, he is like a rootless grass, I don\'t know where to come from and where to go back.
Until one day, his soul trembled slightly and regained a little clarity, and his soul was able to escape from that horrible lonely place.
"Is it really okay?" Fang Qingxue asked while wiping her tears, obviously still not believing.
"Of course, I lied to you as a puppy."
Yang Xuan patted his chest and said, surprised in his heart, he did not expect that he would actually awaken the dark martial arts.
Yang Xuan is no stranger to dark martial arts. He just awakened this kind of martial arts in his previous life, and it was precisely because he transitioned to using dark martial arts that his temperament changed greatly and he became addicted to murder.
"I, I knew Big Brother Yang would be fine." Fang Qingxue was finally relieved.
"By the way, Xue\'er, how long have I been in a coma?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Two days."
Fang Qingxue couldn\'t hold back her tears again. These two short days were a torment for her. She was deeply afraid that Yang Xuan would never wake up again.
"It\'s only been two days."
Yang Xuan heaved a sigh of relief. He was afraid that several decades had passed since he woke up. He was deeply afraid that at that time Fang Qingxue had lost his face and had gray hair. He was even more afraid that his father, Yang Tian, had turned into a pile of loess. , he can no longer be filial.
Thinking of this, he was sweating coldly all over his body.
The dark martial arts is too weird, he has already decided that he will never use it in the future.
The reason is very simple. His soul no longer wants to be exiled to that dark, cold and lonely place. The feeling is difficult to describe with pen and ink. At the same time, he is also worried that the excessive use of dark martial arts will greatly change his temperament. In the end, he became the devil who everyone shouted to kill.
"Brother Yang, you should be hungry. I\'ll bring you some porridge."
After leaving a sentence, Fang Qingxue ran away quickly.
...
The news of Yang Xuan\'s awakening spread throughout the entire Qixuanmen\'s outer gates. It wasn\'t from Fang Qingxue, but Han Fang and Gu Yunfeng who came to check every day.
After discovering that Yang Xuan woke up, the two were extremely happy, and Han Fang patted Yang Xuan on the shoulder, laughing and saying that if he didn\'t die, he would be blessed.
After the two left, the sect master Yan Changkong also came. His purpose was obvious. One was to visit, and the other was to ask Yang Xuan if he had awakened his martial soul.
To this, Yang Xuan answered very simply, saying that he had awakened, but he couldn\'t use it yet.
Many people had awakened their martial spirits and could not use them immediately. His answer did not make Yan Changkong suspicious, and he left after instructing him to cultivate well.
Afterwards, Shi Yu and Mu Qingyu both came.
Shi Yu didn\'t say anything, and came up to give Yang Xuan a very enthusiastic bear hug, but Mu Qingyu didn\'t have a good face when he saw that Yang Xuan really woke up, and snorted coldly: "It\'s fine if you don\'t die, otherwise I\'ll find him. Who will take revenge?"
"Uh, do I have a grudge against you?" Yang Xuan scratched his head and asked knowingly.
"Do you have any grudges, you know that." Mu Qingyu gritted his teeth, threw a few words and left.
Seeing this, Shi Yu couldn\'t help laughing: "Brother Yang, Mu Qingyu is the most vengeful person. If you provoke her, the future will not be peaceful."
"Hey, can she beat me?"
"Cough, of course you can\'t beat it, but you have eaten the Fortune Pill, and now even if you face Li Yunfei, you can easily win."
"By the way, what about Li Yunfei, is his injury healed?"
"Well, okay, I left the sect yesterday and went to practice outside."
"So desperate!?"
"Can you not work hard, he wants to surpass you!"
"Beyond me? He\'s afraid it will be difficult for him to do it."
In the journey of cultivation, both the law and the wealth are indispensable. It is difficult to achieve success only by hard work, and there must be great opportunities.
Just like Yang Xuan, he ate the Good Fortune Pill, his body was greatly transformed, and even his internal organs became stronger.
At this moment, he could even feel the powerful beating of his heart, and his whole body was full of blood. Although he hadn\'t calculated it yet, he knew very well that with one punch with all his strength, he would definitely be able to explode with 3,000 jins of strength, and his real strength had greatly increased. .
This is not to mention, because the physical body has been transformed, he will soon be able to break through to the fifth layer of the quenching body.
Yang Xuan snorted and threw a punch.
Boom!
The air in front of him boiled, and then a large area exploded. Even with a casual punch, Yang Xuan felt that his physical strength had skyrocketed a lot.
Ten thousand jins of great strength, how powerful, with a full punch, it is enough to kill the lowest monster in seconds.
"Haha, power, this is the real power!"
The wild laughter resounded in all directions, and Yang Xuan was overwhelmed with excitement. He had an urge to slaughter the world and spread the land.
boom! boom! boom!
He looked crazy, and waved his fists tirelessly, venting the power of this riot. Every punch could explode with unparalleled power, and the space in front of him trembled violently.
But the good times didn\'t last long. In less than ten seconds, he trembled all over, and a sharp pain like tearing came from his soul.
"what!"
He screamed on the spot and rolled around until he couldn\'t bear it and passed out.
...
"Woooo, Big Brother Yang, you, you finally woke up?"
I don\'t know how long, just as Yang Xuan opened his eyes, he heard Fang Qingxue\'s cry.
When his vision gradually became clear, he found that he had returned to his residence, and now he was lying on the wooden bed, while Fang Qingxue was sitting beside the bed, with a pear blossom and rain on his face, so pitiful.
"Xue\'er, don\'t, don\'t cry, am I fine?" Yang Xuan opened his mouth, pulled Fang Qingxue into his arms stiffly, hugged her slender waist tightly, and gently wiped the corners of her eyes with his hands Sparkling tears.
He didn\'t know how long he had been in a coma, but he felt as if his soul had been exiled to a lonely place, as if it had been isolated from the outside world for thousands of years, 10,000 years.
"Wuwu, Brother Yang, you, don\'t you feel any discomfort in your body?" Fang Qingxue said while crying, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Oh, no, I feel good." Yang Xuan smiled, but his heart palpitated. He clearly remembered that he used the dark martial arts, and then passed out in pain, and his soul came to a strange space.
There, there is no bounds, no sky, no earth, no sun, moon and stars, not even a sound, and there is only a cold and silent darkness.
He was drowsy, wandering around, without the slightest concept of time.
In the long years, he is like a rootless grass, I don\'t know where to come from and where to go back.
Until one day, his soul trembled slightly and regained a little clarity, and his soul was able to escape from that horrible lonely place.
"Is it really okay?" Fang Qingxue asked while wiping her tears, obviously still not believing.
"Of course, I lied to you as a puppy."
Yang Xuan patted his chest and said, surprised in his heart, he did not expect that he would actually awaken the dark martial arts.
Yang Xuan is no stranger to dark martial arts. He just awakened this kind of martial arts in his previous life, and it was precisely because he transitioned to using dark martial arts that his temperament changed greatly and he became addicted to murder.
"I, I knew Big Brother Yang would be fine." Fang Qingxue was finally relieved.
"By the way, Xue\'er, how long have I been in a coma?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Two days."
Fang Qingxue couldn\'t hold back her tears again. These two short days were a torment for her. She was deeply afraid that Yang Xuan would never wake up again.
"It\'s only been two days."
Yang Xuan heaved a sigh of relief. He was afraid that several decades had passed since he woke up. He was deeply afraid that at that time Fang Qingxue had lost his face and had gray hair. He was even more afraid that his father, Yang Tian, had turned into a pile of loess. , he can no longer be filial.
Thinking of this, he was sweating coldly all over his body.
The dark martial arts is too weird, he has already decided that he will never use it in the future.
The reason is very simple. His soul no longer wants to be exiled to that dark, cold and lonely place. The feeling is difficult to describe with pen and ink. At the same time, he is also worried that the excessive use of dark martial arts will greatly change his temperament. In the end, he became the devil who everyone shouted to kill.
"Brother Yang, you should be hungry. I\'ll bring you some porridge."
After leaving a sentence, Fang Qingxue ran away quickly.
...
The news of Yang Xuan\'s awakening spread throughout the entire Qixuanmen\'s outer gates. It wasn\'t from Fang Qingxue, but Han Fang and Gu Yunfeng who came to check every day.
After discovering that Yang Xuan woke up, the two were extremely happy, and Han Fang patted Yang Xuan on the shoulder, laughing and saying that if he didn\'t die, he would be blessed.
After the two left, the sect master Yan Changkong also came. His purpose was obvious. One was to visit, and the other was to ask Yang Xuan if he had awakened his martial soul.
To this, Yang Xuan answered very simply, saying that he had awakened, but he couldn\'t use it yet.
Many people had awakened their martial spirits and could not use them immediately. His answer did not make Yan Changkong suspicious, and he left after instructing him to cultivate well.
Afterwards, Shi Yu and Mu Qingyu both came.
Shi Yu didn\'t say anything, and came up to give Yang Xuan a very enthusiastic bear hug, but Mu Qingyu didn\'t have a good face when he saw that Yang Xuan really woke up, and snorted coldly: "It\'s fine if you don\'t die, otherwise I\'ll find him. Who will take revenge?"
"Uh, do I have a grudge against you?" Yang Xuan scratched his head and asked knowingly.
"Do you have any grudges, you know that." Mu Qingyu gritted his teeth, threw a few words and left.
Seeing this, Shi Yu couldn\'t help laughing: "Brother Yang, Mu Qingyu is the most vengeful person. If you provoke her, the future will not be peaceful."
"Hey, can she beat me?"
"Cough, of course you can\'t beat it, but you have eaten the Fortune Pill, and now even if you face Li Yunfei, you can easily win."
"By the way, what about Li Yunfei, is his injury healed?"
"Well, okay, I left the sect yesterday and went to practice outside."
"So desperate!?"
"Can you not work hard, he wants to surpass you!"
"Beyond me? He\'s afraid it will be difficult for him to do it."
In the journey of cultivation, both the law and the wealth are indispensable. It is difficult to achieve success only by hard work, and there must be great opportunities.
Just like Yang Xuan, he ate the Good Fortune Pill, his body was greatly transformed, and even his internal organs became stronger.
At this moment, he could even feel the powerful beating of his heart, and his whole body was full of blood. Although he hadn\'t calculated it yet, he knew very well that with one punch with all his strength, he would definitely be able to explode with 3,000 jins of strength, and his real strength had greatly increased. .
This is not to mention, because the physical body has been transformed, he will soon be able to break through to the fifth layer of the quenching body.