True Immortal of the Netherworld

Chapter 995 Xu Yang Out of Control

An hour ago, on a higher hillside a few miles away from Yu Daomen's Red Feather Peak.

The man in purple robe stood alone on the hillside, the moonlight hiding a long shadow behind him, as if he came from the dark place.

And from this position, you can just peek into a corner of the Shuxiang Mendi altar surrounded by the seven peaks of Yudao.

The barrier light shield outside the Shuxiangmendi altar emits fluorescent light, which is particularly eye-catching in the night, seemingly bright and upright.

At this moment, the purple-robed man held a fist-sized crystal ball in his right hand, and the figure of the demon high priest Zi Qiluo was reflected in the crystal ball.

"The High Priest has broken free from the seal of the Prison of Stars. As long as she finds the exit, with her strength, no one can easily stop her. I have arranged people to support the outside. As long as the High Priest returns, we can easily open the barrier across the Western Region. The space seal between the Western Region and the Northern Territory will return to the Central Yuan Continent and its re-emergence is not far away.”

In the sky, someone is unknown, using the moonlight to shepherd the clouds. The flowing clouds intermittently cover the moon's brilliance, casting a mottled night sky.

Under the mottled night, the man in purple robe stared motionlessly at the crystal ball in his hand.

At this time, the man in purple robe suddenly raised his head, glanced in the direction of the Shuxiangmendi altar, then took a big step forward, paused, and then looked down at the crystal ball in his hand.

In the image reflected in the crystal ball, Zi Qiluo's body was wrapped in a cocoon of purple light, pulled up into the sky by the star light threads, and was sealed again among the purple stars.

The right hand of the man in purple robe holding the crystal ball kept shaking.

"I didn't expect that the high priest would be re-sealed. It's impossible to rush into the star prison to save people now." The man in purple robe looked up and looked in the direction of Yu Daomen.

At this moment, flames of war were igniting around the seven peaks of Yu Dao Sect, and the flames of war lit up the night sky in the distance. There were sounds of violent magical battles one after another.

"The plan failed." The purple-robed man shook his head, "Even without the high priest, it can't stop the re-emergence of the demons in the Western Regions..."

The figure of the purple-robed man disappeared in a cloud of purple wind.

...

Ten miles outside Baiyu Peak.

Xu Yang was stabbed by the purple golden scorpion's hooked tail, and was poisoned by the scorpion, causing the demonic blood in his body to run rampant.

But this time, the rampage of Yuanmo blood in Xu Yang's body was even more terrifying than before.

Thanks to the help of scorpion venom, the violent power of Yuan Demon's blood filled every inch of his body like a huge wave.

Even if Xu Yang possessed the dolphin brain splitting technique, the left and right halves of his brain were destroyed one after another, and his original will was overwhelmed within two breaths.

"Who am I? Powerful power!" Xu Yang lowered his head and looked at his hands. There were a few purple magic lines on the surface of his hands. The gurgling purple magic energy emanating from the surface of the skin was the materialization of the power of the Yuan Demon. He was personally I felt an extremely powerful force roaring inside my body.

"Xu Yang, get off this monster. You are just an inferior beast. In front of my majestic six-star monster, you should lie on the ground and be trampled and punished by me at will." Zijin Scorpion saw that Xu Yang was out of control and knew that Xu Yang had been tricked, so he yelled.

According to Zijin Scorpion's estimate, Xu Yang's body would transform into a monster after being poisoned, and he would fall into a state of ignorance.

In the Yuan Demon Realm where the Purple Gold Scorpion is located, all kinds of monsters have distinct levels. Especially the realm beasts with stars on their foreheads have a status far above ordinary monsters. When ordinary monsters see a realm beast, they are like a sheep seeing a tiger. They will be so frightened that their legs become weak and unable to walk, and become a meal.

Xu Yang was startled for a moment when he heard Scorpion's words beneath him.

Thinking: "Am I a monster? No! I am a member of the extremely noble demon king clan."

Xu Yang lowered his head and looked at Scorpion. The demonic energy between his brows turned and a clear demonic swirl mark appeared. And his amethyst-like pupils flashed with fierce light, "Despicable low-level monsters are worthy of shouting with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yang made a tiger claw shape with one hand and grasped it downwards. On the fingertips, circles of purple magic swirls were spit out, and the powerful power of the demon was roaring like a storm.

Poof!

Xu Yang's five fingers were as sharp as magic weapons, embedded directly into the shell of the scorpion's body, and waves of purple demonic energy rolled around the wound.

"Ouch, it hurts." The Purple Gold Scorpion shouted, and then he realized something.

"Impossible! This Xu Yang actually has the blood of the Yuan Demon Royal Family in his body. In the Yuan Demon World, the blood of the Yuan Demon Royal Family is the most noble existence. It is said that people from the Yuan Demon Royal Family usually take the monsters from the bodies of the realm beasts. The pills are eaten as candy. Those who try to resist the rule of the Yuan Demon Royal Family will have their souls ripped away and thrown into a devil's prison, where they will suffer forever without being able to stand up." The more the Purple Gold Scorpion thought about it, the more frightened it became, and he endured the pain on his neck. Xu Yang was scratched in severe pain, and his whole body was shivering.

The Scorpion at this moment is like a sheep whose throat is clamped by a vise.

At this time, Yao Jun in the distance had already discovered the changes in Xu Yang's body.

"Xu Yang, what's wrong with you?" Yao Jun shouted and rushed forward.

Flooded with Yuanmo's blood, Xu Yang temporarily lost his memory. His purple eyes reflected a woman in white running towards him with a long sword in her hand.

"Is a woman with a sharp snow sword here to kill me? No one can challenge my authority."

Xu Yang whispered to himself, raised his right fist, and punched it out from the air.

Punch out!

Magical power!

The surface of the fist spurted out violent demonic wind, twisting and turning into the shape of a purple lion's head, with an angry mouth and a snarl of teeth, domineering and merciless.

Yao Jun rushed towards Xu Yang's position, almost unprepared, thinking in her heart: "Damn poisonous scorpion, what have you done to Xu Yang? I'm going to kill you."

Yao Jun never thought that Xu Yang, who had just saved her life, would suddenly attack her.

"No, Xu Yang lost consciousness under the influence of the scorpion venom and fell into a rage." When Yao Jun reacted, she was obviously half a beat late.

She had no time to dodge, but instinctively swung the White Feather Sword in front of her. With a push of magic power, a ball of flying snow rolled up on the surface of the White Feather Sword.

Boom!

The purple wind exploded, and its sound was like the roar of a demon beast.

In the rolling of demonic energy, Yao Jun's slender body was lifted into the air like a feather and thrown out fiercely. She fell directly to the ground a hundred feet away, with the White Feather Sword still in her hand, but she fainted.

Seeing this, the surrounding White Feather Peak disciples waved their swords and quickly surrounded her.

"Xu Yang has become a demon."

"Xu Yang was stung by a scorpion just now."

"He has become a demon."

"He injured Miss Yaojun."

"How can such a person be worthy of Miss Yaojun."

"Stop him, don't let him continue to hurt Miss Yaojun."

......

A group of Baiyufeng disciples shouted, and the identities of friends and enemies changed instantly.

In a hurry, many Baiyufeng disciples simply used the flying sword technique to slash at Xu Yang.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

The tails of dozens of flying swords dragged out a stream of cold air, attacking Xu Yang from different directions like snow meteors.

It happened suddenly.

Seeing this in the distance, Qionghua Jun was immediately angry and had to forcibly stop his healing.

Qionghua Jun held the Chasing Snow Sword in one hand and stood up. Due to the forced cessation of healing, coupled with anxiety in his heart, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth for a long distance, and his body swayed and almost fell.

"Disciples of Baiyu Peak, stop now. Don't attack Xu Yang for the time being." Qionghua Jun forced himself to stabilize his body and shouted loudly.

Qionghua Jun quickly made a judgment that it was not appropriate to attack Xu Yang first at this time. But she spoke too late.

The dozens of flying swords slashed by the disciples of Baiyu Peak had already arrived in front of Xu Yang.

Xu Yang, who was sitting on the scorpion, was not afraid at all. A cold light flashed in his purple crystal eyes.

"Are these guys going to kill me too? A bunch of ants."

After the words fell, Xu Yang straightened his chest, spread his arms, and shook his whole body.

Suddenly, a monstrous demonic energy burst out from Xu Yang's body. The demonic energy rolled and turned into a huge purple lion head.

Ao——, the wrath of the lion king.

The ten-foot void around Xu Yang could not bear the burden, and black space cracks appeared one after another. A powerful Yuanmo barrier protected Xu Yang's body.

"Lion Demon Barrier!"

The flying swords that slashed over were like a flock of small flying birds hitting a hard mountain.

Dangdangdang, dangdangdang.

With a series of rapid sounds, the swords were either damaged or broken and fell to the ground.

"Anyone who wants to kill me will die." Xu Yang shouted furiously.

Then, Xu Yang swung his fists out wildly.

One after another, fist shadows fell from the sky like purple fire meteors.

Boom boom boom, boom boom boom.

The area of ​​hundreds of feet was full of purple meteor fire rain.

For a moment, the earth collapsed, the purple wind roared, and the purple fire raged.

Many disciples of Baiyu Peak were caught in it, and their bodies turned into ashes in the purple magic fire. Their situation was extremely miserable.

Just before Xu Yang made his move, Qionghua Jun had already realized the seriousness of the matter, "How could this happen? The Yuanmo bloodline in Xu Yang's body is out of control."

Qionghua Jun's figure flashed, and he turned into a roll of white snow and came to the unconscious Yao Jun. He picked Yao Jun up and held the almost translucent Lingfeng Sword in his hand. The unique sword domain power of Lingfeng Sword instantly blessed her.

A pair of snow wings like a white crane appeared behind her.

"Sword Escape-Crane Wing Lingfeng!"

At the moment when the power of Xu Yang's fist was affected, a white crane Dharma image appeared around Qionghua Jun's body, flapping its wings, rolling up the flying snow, and disappearing.

Qionghua Jun and Yao Jun's figures just disappeared from the spot, and a violent fist wind hit them, the ground collapsed, and the purple fire burned the soil and rocks into a charred mess.

......

In a hall on the Lanyu Peak of Yu Dao Sect.

Lan Xingjun frowned, his eyes looking at a gilded lamp in front of him. The shape of the lamp is a kneeling bronze man, holding a cluster of white lights in his hands.

The lights are bright, reflecting the image in front of Baiyu Peak. In the image, the violent Xu Yang is killing people, and the disciples of Baiyu Peak around him are either dead or injured.

Seeing this, Lan Xingjun slightly closed his eyes and whispered: "It's just as I worried. In the Zhongyuan Realm, people with Yuanmo blood in their bodies are always the biggest threat. This Xu Yang can't control the Yuanmo blood in his body. Before he is used by the Western Region Demon Clan, the best way is to wipe him out..."

The next moment, Lan Xingjun's figure disappeared in a blue starlight.

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