Gradually raising his head, Ye Yang wiped his tears and looked at the horrific scars on Yun Xiaoxi's shoulders.
He couldn't help but murmured: "Xiaoxi, what have I done?
I almost killed you, right?"
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Yun Xiaoxi shook her head hurriedly and forced a smile: "No, no, you defeated the two great protectors Youquan and Xuanming.
Ziyu, you did a great job."
"No" Ye Yang turned around and looked at the desolation up and down Shura Mountain.
The True Fire Sword cut a terrifying vertical and horizontal sword network on the earth, almost tearing the earth apart.
It was unbelievable that this almost god-demonic power would come from With his own hands, Ye Yang couldn't help but tremble all over, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "The God of Fire has transformed into the third level.
What on earth is this?
What's the use of a power that can't be controlled by oneself?"
As he said that, Ye Yang looked at Yun Xiaoxi and said, "Can I give up my identity as a Vulcan warrior by draining the blood of the Vulcan clan in my body?"
"What do you want to do?"
Yun Xiaoxi opened her beautiful eyes.
Ye Yang murmured: "I will transform next time.
Once I can't control myself, I will kill you, Tianhe, my second uncle, and everyone.
I can't take risks.
I I can’t let my hands be stained with your blood, and I can’t destroy the people I cherish most with my own hands.”
With that said, Ye Yang raised his head and said: "Xiaoxi, let's go.
I'm going to save Sister Zengxuan.
I know that there is still a powerful aura hidden in the Shura Hall.
It's so powerful that even my third transformation You may not be able to withstand it, so you leave quickly, I must save Sister Zengxuan from here."
Yun Xiaoxi pursed her red lips and said softly: "I won't leave, Ziyu, I won't leave."
"you" At this moment, the earth suddenly shook, and the entire Shura Mountain was shrouded in boundless blood.
A blood-red formation floated, covering the earth.
In the center of the formation, there was a huge dark black box, like a huge metal coffin "That is" Yun Xiaoxi was at a loss.
However, Ye Yang's eyes were sharp and he shouted: "Sister Zengxuan's breath actually came from that black thing.
Oh my God, they locked Sister Zengxuan in that room."
Yun Xiaoxi was shocked: "Could that be the legendary Shura Temple's divine weapon, the Locked God's Coffin?"
"God-Locked Coffin" "Well, it's an artifact made of meteorite iron from the sky, imbued with the true power of Fuxi Taixu.
After Taixu Sect split into two factions, Shura Hall and Qingyou Sect, the locking coffin was stolen by Shura Hall.
According to legend, , The God Locking Coffin is a super powerful sealed space.
Once locked in the God Locking Coffin, you will never be reincarnated.
Even gods cannot escape."
Yun Xiaoxi's beautiful eyes were full of horror and said: "Ziyu, even if we can enter the God Locking Coffin, we can't come out again.
What should we do?
What should we do?"
Ye Yang shouted softly, holding the True Fire Sword, pointing the sword's edge straight into the sky, and shouted: "Who on earth put Sister Zongxuan in the God Locking Coffin, get out of here?"
At this time, a distant and deep voice came: "Young man, you are the descendant of the Vulcan clan.
Haha, the legendary leader of the six guardian warriors is truly worthy of his reputation.
He was actually able to defeat my two guardians and defeat the four great guardians."
Elder, how can I, the Lord of Shura Hall, thank you?"
"What" Yun Xiaoxi looked up at the sky, only to see thunder and thunder in the sky, dark clouds, and strong winds.
In the strong wind, a red-black figure stood there, motionless, unable to see his face, and his whole body was shrouded in a black robe.
However, That almost divine power was enough to scare away Yun Xiaoxi and Ye Yang.
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"Oh my god, is this the master of Shura Hall, Xuan Lian, who is known as the most powerful person in the world?"
"Xuanlian" Ye Yang was shocked.
In the air, Xuan Lian couldn't help but laugh: "You are indeed the most proud disciple of Qingyou Sect's Fox Moon Seat.
Yun Xiaoxi, I have been friends with you for a long time, and I can't help but covet her, who is so talented but also beautiful.
Disciple, if I, Xuan Lian, can have a disciple like you who has stepped into the third level of the starry sky at such a young age, I will definitely teach you everything I can."
Yun Xiaoxi snorted: "Didn't you accept that scumbag Huoli as your disciple?"
Xuan Lian laughed in a low voice and said: "Little girl, don't be angry.
I don't want to kill you today.
You can leave on your own.
But Ye Yang, huh, you dared to break into the Shura Palace because there is no one in my Shura Palace.
Injure my disciple, kill my Youquan Dharma Protector, I will settle this debt with you one by one."
Before he finished speaking, Xuan Lian suddenly attacked, and a huge coercion shrouded him.
Yun Xiaoxi felt his chest was heavy and could hardly raise any strength.
He could only block Ye Yang with his horizontal sword.
"court death" Xuan Lian raised his palm and slapped Yun Xiaoxi on the chest with an extremely powerful force.
Suddenly, Yun Xiaoxi vomited blood and fell away.
His whole body was like a kite with its string cut off.
In the dead silence, Yun Xiaoxi's breath disappeared in an instant.
"Creek" Ye Yang murmured, but didn't believe that the flower-like girl just disappeared.
The next moment, without warning, Ye Yang's body was filled with golden light, and his eyes were once again covered with blood red.
Yun Xiaoxi's Death allowed him to enter the state of transformation into a god and a demon without any hindrance.
"God damn dog thief" Ye Yang waved the True Fire Sword, and a fierce flame sword energy floated out from the distance.
Xuan Lian looked solemn, waved one palm, and with a "bang" sound, he easily deflected Ye Yang's attack.
His figure swept forward and staggered his palms to strangle him continuously.
"Bang bang bang" After three consecutive sounds, Ye Yang watched helplessly as the True Fire Sword was broken into three pieces by Xuan Lian.
Under Xuan Lian's almost divine power, the second-grade divine weapon was actually so fragile.
"Wow" Ye Yang raised his arms, flames surged, and the energy of the dragon scale storm suddenly burst out.
The entire sky was illuminated brightly.
The energy of the four flaming dragons penetrated the clouds and swept through Xuan Lian's body quickly.
"Boom boom boom" The continuous explosions were deafening, and the world seemed to be torn apart.
The storm of dragon scales continued to strangle, and no one knew whether the Xuan Scythe in the storm was alive or dead.
The transformation of gods and demons almost exhausted Ye Yang's bloodline power.
He gasped loudly.
However, under his gaze, the dragon scale storm was suddenly torn apart.
He looked at Ye Yang and shouted in a low voice: "You have such cultivation at a young age.
If you have practiced for a thousand years, it would be great.
It seems that I will not let you go no matter what this time."
"boom" With his five fingers spread out, Xuan Lian silently recited a spell, and his palm transformed into a palm of light that covered the sky and covered the earth.
He suddenly grabbed Ye Yang in his hand, and then threw it in the air.
"Lock the God's Coffin, open it" Ye Yang was extremely weak, his hair turned from dark gold to black, and he broke away from the state of transformation.
His whole body was suddenly distorted into another space.
This is the legendary God Locking Coffin.
"Pa" Falling softly to the ground, Ye Yang's eyes filled with tears and he murmured: "Xiaoxi" "Eh" Another voice sounded, and Ye Yang raised his head, only to find that on the other side of the God Locking Coffin, sitting on a pile of jagged stones, was a beautiful woman in a red dress.
Sitting there, a pair of pink bare feet were waving in the air.
She has a delicate face, like a youthful fairy.
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"Sister Zeng Zengxuan," Ye Yang murmured
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