Chapter 2751

The sun felt a strange force coming on him.

Suddenly.

The system gave an immediate warning.

"Can the system trace out where the power to spy on me comes from?"

Yang Xu asked.

Brush!

The little Kirin, the incarnation of the system, flashed in front of Yang Xu:

[Master, I sensed someone's calculation through "little destiny", and it's not just one person! The opponent's strength is too strong. Unless the master mastered "destiny", I can't trace the source of this power!]

Kirin made an accurate response.

Yangxu frowned slightly. When Ba Peng raised his eyes opposite, he saw a sudden flash of fine awn:

"This man is distracted! He dares to be so careless in the battle. It's my chance!"

His eyes twinkled, and BA Pengju made a decision almost immediately:

Originally, he planned to retreat. Now, seeing Yangxu distracted, he immediately decided to test the last one!

If you can succeed, you can seriously hurt Yang Xu and create opportunities for other demons to join hands to kill Yang Xu.

If not, withdraw immediately!

At one thought, Ba Peng raised his whole body strength to boil again, rolling gold magic gas and burning like an ancient divine fire.

"The divine flame of celestial burial devours the Xuan dome, destroys the light, and hates the demon emperor!"

"Celestial burial magic pot!"

Buzz!

PA Peng raised his blond hair, and without wind, a treasure pot wrapped with golden light flew out of his celestial cover.

When this golden treasure pot appeared on the top of Ba Peng's head, there was a golden magic gas falling down like a golden waterfall.

The powerful demons around suddenly changed their faces when they saw this golden magic gas:

"This power fluctuates...! it's so strong and pure magic gas! Ba Peng raises this guy. Did he get the magic power of the magic ancestor?"

"That magic weapon is the heaven burial magic pot! The most precious treasure of Ba nationality!"

"Ba Peng wants to be serious. Let's not miss this opportunity and work hard to destroy this Yangxu!"

A sharp flash flashed in the eyes of the demon family experts.

Aware of Yang Xu's distraction, Ba Peng is not the only one. These powerful demons, watching Yang Xu fight with them, dare to distract him. They can't help feeling despised.

They feel that their strength has been despised and insulted.

"You must kill this boy! It's great to have natural materials around you!"

The powerful demons were provoked.

"Bury the devil pot and kill it for me!"

PA Peng held up the golden magic flame, his blond hair was windless and automatic, and the golden waterfall energy dropped from the buried devil jar on his head, setting him off like a demon God.

With a big hand, hiss!

The void of the universe was like a curtain, which was torn by Ba Peng. He didn't do any complex actions. He just waved it, boom!

The celestial magic pot flew directly into the gate of space. The next moment, Pooh!

Yangxu's head was empty and directly torn.

The celestial magic pot is like an ancient magic mountain, which cuts across the ages, blocks the sky and the sun, and kills down towards Yangxu town.

This move will kill Yang Xu completely.

In all directions, all the powerful demons looked excited when they saw the blow:

"The human boy is dead! Yangxu is dying!"

"We can't be late. Kill him and rob him of his treasure!"

However, what shocked them was that they were faced with such terrible pressure and the terrible power of burying heaven magic cans.

On the face of the human youth, there was no expression fluctuation, even the calm and indifferent expression, there was no change from beginning to end.

This made the powerful demons feel something wrong.

BA Pengju noticed the difference of Yangxu in an instant:

"What's the matter? Is this boy frightened, or does he have another plot? Do I want to continue to attack?"

Just when Ba Peng raised his eyes and was so indecisive.

Buried under the heaven devil pot, the sun looked indifferent and finally smiled:

"Well, you're smart. Now you've got a chance to kill me? I'm really sorry. I have something to do this time, so I won't play with you."

Yangxu smiled as if he was telling his friends that he was going home for dinner. He glanced at the top of his head at the buried devil pot killed in his town:

"Well, it's a treasure pot. I also have one. It's a little similar to it."

Yangxu does have a pot of God swallowing. It's still very powerful, but it hasn't been used for a long time.

But his casual and leisurely evaluation made BA Pengju instinctively feel a little bad.

Especially when a little golden light flashed in Yangxu's palm.

Ba Peng suddenly changed his look:

"No! That magic weapon... That's the fluctuation of the fairy weapon! My God, Yangxu has a fairy weapon hidden on him!"

How do you play this special game?

I can see a golden disc in Yang Xu's hand, like a sun and star, blooming in his palm.

The terrible and ferocious Xiandao breath fluctuated, which stunned all these powerful demons at once.

Whether it's Ying'er, the beauty of Luanxin forest, or the other outstanding demons called by Ba Peng, they are all in a state of ignorance:

This human boy has a... Fairy weapon in his hand?

Is that a fairy weapon? We didn't look at the eyes, did we?

These powerful demons are almost crying:

You have a fairy weapon in your hand. Why don't you take it out earlier? Don't play with people like that!

BA Pengju, with blond hair and flying, watched the Ba family's Zhen family's most precious burial magic pot. After Yang Xu took out the fairy tool, it was like a child seeing a Hercules. It was trembling and suspended on Yang Xu's head and could not be suppressed any more.

Then, Yang Xu held the mysterious and powerful fairy weapon in one hand and explored the top of his head in the other hand, as if he had taken off a jujube. He took the buried devil pot in his hand.

Deng Deng Deng!

Ba Peng took three strides back and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood essence:

The spiritual imprint he left in the burial pot was obliterated by Yang Xu!

The burial pot was robbed by others!

And right now.

That exists in the dissimilar space in the crystal wall system of cosmic space.

The pale skeleton guided by the mysterious figure finally determined the specific whereabouts of Yangxu.

In that pair of empty skeleton pupils, a green strange ghost fire flashed faintly:

"It turns out that this boy is going through a big war... Oh, he is still besieging? There are more than a dozen powerful demons besieging him. In addition, hundreds of demons experts spy on him outside!"

"I'm afraid this human boy is going to die. He can't return to heaven... What's the matter? Impossible! How did those demon family experts perish in an instant?"