Cultivator In Martial God World

Extend your hand, turn your palm from top to bottom, and then press it down.

The surrounding Void Power that Pei Ran vigorously emptied in an instant, exposed the white bear that came from the group into the void.

pa!

The sound is not very loud, it can even be said to be slight, and Yang Xuan's palm fell on top of the white bear's head like a stroke.

The white bear is stupid, completely stupid.

Then he shouted without the slightest hesitation: "Spare!"

chi!

The white bear hair turned into a flying sky like steel needles The rain even pierced the void into tiny holes.

In an instant, the big bear, originally with a beautiful pure white fur, turned into a plucked fur, like a clean fat pig waiting to be slaughtered.

"It’s too late, I’m sorry." Yang Xuan smiled and took his hand away from the top of the white bear’s head, and plucked the only white hair on the top of his head easily. It's like picking an apricot flower in the early spring season.

White Bear was trembling all over, and huge fear flooded him like a tide.

He knelt down in front of Yang Xuan without the slightest hesitation, completely ignoring his slender body at this time: "See Sir Saint."

At this moment, what he thought of However, after going back, he must smash the corpses of the few guys who did not succeed or failed.

O Sage, the person in front of you is obviously a starry saint, but he said something about the Junior of Heavenly Wolf Race, the newly promoted Great Emperor, isn't this a scam?

When did Heavenly Wolf Race come out of the saint? He didn't know at all.

Could this Sir Saint not want others to know his identity?

Will I be silenced?

Thinking of this, the fear in Bai Xiong's heart is hard to conceal.

Probably the higher the cultivation base, the more afraid of death. At least those Martial Artists with low cultivation base that Yang Xuan saw rarely beg for mercy. For example, the Caesar brother back then, they gave Yang Xuan. It left a deep impression.

On the contrary, it was the Sovereign Great Emperor he saw. One was more afraid of death. When the situation was wrong, he immediately begged for mercy and saved his life first.

This is probably the biggest irony.

"Get up, I won't kill you." Yang Xuan said indifferently.

The white bear was obviously sighed in relief, standing up and shaking, and a few seconds later, he regained his superman image.

Yang Xuan looked interesting, and asked: "Why are you different from others, don’t you need to pray?"

Baishi replied respectfully: "The returnees, After one’s own cultivation base stepped into the imperial realm, the process and time of transformation can be greatly simplified."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Yang Xuan only then understood, and said: "Let's go , Go to your Baishi star."

There are ten thousand unwillingness in Baishi's heart, but he dare not show it at all on his face. Said with a smile: "Please, Holy One."

Then Baishi led the way, and Yang Xuan followed him back to Baishixing and was invited to the castle of Duke Baishi.

Yang Xuan looked around, the castle where Duke Baishi lived was just one word: big.

The decoration is not so luxurious, it's just big.

The door, the big window, the big table, the big chair, even the drinking glasses, are all huge.

Yang Xuan thought of the silhouette of Bai Xiong connecting to heaven penetrating the earth, and he probably understood why he wanted to do everything so big.

After visiting the castle, Duke Baishi wanted to give a banquet for Yang Xuan, but was refused.

"Call the wooden dragon here." Yang Xuan suddenly thought of the wooden dragon.

Bai Shi was taken aback, did not understand what Yang Xuan meant, but did not dare to violate it, so he arranged for someone to call Mulong.

Not long after, the wooden dragon shaped like a dwarf was supported and walked in. The person who supported him was the Yun fatty.

As soon as Yun Fatty came in, he saw Yang Xuan sitting high in the first place. He was taken aback for a moment, his eyes scanned back and forth on the faces of Bai Shi and Yang Xuan, some not knowing what to do.

"My lord, the wooden dragon is here." Shiraishi respectfully said.

Without the consent of Yang Xuan, he didn't want to reveal the identity of the saint Yang Xuan, so he was only an adult.

However, this move still caused an uproar in the hearts of Yun Fatty and Mu Long.

Have they ever seen their master treat people so respectfully? You know, Master Shiraishi is a Great Emperor.

People who can make a Great Emperor respect so much, they can't imagine what kind of existence it is.

At this moment, Yun Fatty is grateful for his original decision. Fortunately, he didn't offend this adult. Otherwise, I'm afraid no one would dare to bury him if he died.

Yun Fatty is so, let alone Mulong.

Others are old enough to become Shiraishi's right-hand man, but it is impossible for them to be unreasonable.

This painting of Baishi made him feel like an ice cellar. The hatred in his heart disappeared in an instant, and he dared not even trace a trace.

Joke, a person who can make his master so respectful, can he offend a small servant?

"Mulong, you abolished your cultivation base that day, can you hate me?" Yang Xuan asked with a smile, and gestured to Yun fatty slightly nodded by the way.

Yun Fatty was flattered, and he hurriedly bent over to salute, but did not dare to lift his head.

"Don't dare, the villain doesn't dare." Mu Long hurriedly said, sweat stains appeared on his nervous face.

He really doesn't dare, it's not hypocritical.

"Hate is also white hate." Yang Xuan speak frankly, said with a smile: "But since the misunderstanding is solved, I will give you a cultivation base."

while speaking , He extended the hand pointed a finger, a light green rays of light directed at the wooden dragon.

The wooden dragon dared not hide, forcibly was shot by the green glow.

When the green glow enters the body, the physical skills originally destroyed by Yang Xuan are restored at an incredible speed, along with the cultivation base.

The wood dragon appeared in ecstasy. Without hesitation, he knelt down suddenly: "many thanks, sir."

Shiraishi looked strange, but his heart was even more shocked.

This kind of ability to give and ask, life and death depends on the heart, he absolutely does not have, and only the legendary saint can have such a means of connecting to heaven penetrating the earth.

The grateful Mu Long and Yun Fatty, who was in a complicated mood, left, and Bai Shi got up and bowed deeply: "Many thanks, Lord."

He thanked Yang Xuan for his thanks. It was Xie Yang Xuan's ignorance that the Mulong was cured.

"It's okay, sit down, I have a few questions for you." Yang Xuan waved his hand and said.

Baishi took a seat and listened respectfully.

Yang Xuan thought for a while, and asked the first question: "What on earth is the Cloud God Sacrifice?"

This probably involves the confidentiality of Black Cloud Clan. Bai Shi's face showed hesitation, but considering Yang Xuan's identity, he still said it.

"My lord, this time the Great Emperor of the Cloud God was arranged by our Black Cloud Great Emperor. Actually, it has two meanings. One of course is to pray to the Cloud God, bring down the blessings, and bless our people forever. Of course, this is just a statement. In fact, the deeper purpose is to pray for more power from Yunshen."

Yang Xuan looked thoughtful and asked: "What about the second?"

"The second one involves a rumor of my clan." Shiraishi sorted out his vocabulary before continuing: "Ancient Era, my clan once enshrines two Revered Divinities, one is the god of cloud, the other is the god of darkness, but In the long history of our clan, I don’t know why, but I have lost contact with the dark god. No matter how hard I try, clansman can no longer sense the existence of the dark god, let alone pray for blessing."