He secretly thought that the power in his body had not disappeared, still swam among his limbs and bones, emitting a little strange fluctuations, and finally integrated into the meridians of his whole body.

After the Golden Gate appeared, it shook faintly in Yang Xuan's feeling. A roar sounded, and the Golden Gate moved slowly towards both sides.

A tiny crack appeared on the golden gate, and ten thousand golden lights were emitted from it, as if an immortal was hidden in it.

Shine for thousands of miles, immortal and awe inspiring!

Yang Xuan was surprised and quickly concentrated on looking at it.

The slit is very small, but it is only relative to the huge golden gate. In fact, if it is changed to a normal proportion, it is enough for one person to enter it!

However, Rao's mouth is so big, but Yang Xuan can't see clearly.

No matter how attentive he was, he only felt that the golden light was diffuse and it was difficult to distinguish other things.

"Since you can't really see it, you have to push it away."

Yang Xuan whispered in his heart that the appearance of the Golden Gate represents the opportunity to enter the third realm. As long as he can break through the door, he can become a great monk in the third realm at one fell swoop.

"According to the cultivation experience of the old city Lord, when the Golden Gate appears, you need to gather the aura of 365 cyclones around you and blast it."

In the cultivation experience book, although all things converge, the most detailed is the method to break the pass.

According to the method recorded on it, Yang Xuan calmed down and slowly moved the aura in his body to his mind. At this time, a cyclone in the acupoints also quickly turned up and squeezed out every trace of aura that could be mobilized.

However, these auras just started to flow, and soon stopped suddenly.

Yang Xuan's eyes suddenly opened, and a dangerous breath burst out of his body.

"No! It's too late. Those people are too fast."

He grinned his teeth and said a word. He turned and looked back. The palm of his left hand tightly held the silver shield, and even his fingertips turned white.

In that direction, the distant trees trembled, and then a red streamer came out, but in the blink of an eye, it fell on the edge of Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan stood in the middle of the branch, frowning.

At the end, a man in black stood with a machete in his hand.

"You can really run."

A voice came out under the white mask, which made people hair in their hearts.

On the man in black, the huge momentum was spared no effort to release, and even the branches were bent a little.

Yang Xuan looked down thoughtfully. In the blink of an eye, a aura disappeared into the branches under his feet, making it stable.

This is a towering tree nearly 100 meters high. This branch alone is more than ten meters long. The wrinkled dark brown bark shows an ancient flavor. Some palm sized green leaves hang powerlessly between the two people, blocking some sight.

Seeing that Yang Xuan didn't speak, the man in black snorted coldly and continued: "did you kill the third man? What's on him?"

"Old three?"

A trace of doubt appeared in Yang Xuan's eyes, but it soon became clear that he had killed a man in black because of the power riot in his body.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing. His left hand stretched out, and the silver shield immediately suspended in the air, where it was spinning.

"Is that what you're talking about?"

"Give it to me!"

As soon as the silver shield appeared, the momentum of the man in black stopped for a moment, and then rushed over quickly.

Yang Xuan had already prepared in his heart, and the thought moved. The small shield quickly enlarged, but for a moment he shrouded him in the rear.

The man in black didn't respond well. He hit the silver shield directly. He only heard a loud noise. The silver shield with a height of more than one person shook fiercely, and there was a dull hum in front of him.

Yang Xuan's heart moved, and the silver shield shrank immediately. The green light on the immortal sword condensed, and a line of green spread from the tip of the sword.

He had no chance of winning the head-on battle. Now he had to try it unexpectedly.

This is his only chance.

The aura in the body surged towards the immortal sword, and the green light on it was sometimes released and sometimes tightened, like a beating heart, with vigorous vitality emerging from it.

Life or death depends on this blow!

Yang Xuan clenched his teeth, his eyes were wide open, and a trace of blood appeared. After a roar, Changsheng sword immediately stabbed forward with the majestic spiritual power.

At this time, Yindun has changed back to the size of a palm. After a turn, it immediately returned to Yang Xuan's sleeve.

The immortal sword stabbed straight out and wiped several drooping leaves on the way.

The refreshing green immediately spread out, and the dark green leaves that had been slightly primitive suddenly turned into a tender green color, delicate and beautiful.

On the bunch of branches with leaves, a small finger sized bud drilled out at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it felt the call of spring.

However, no one saw this scene.

Yang Xuan's spirit was highly concentrated at the moment, and he played the dust step to the extreme. The whole person seemed to disappear and flicker.

In a twinkling of an eye, the green awn on the immortal sword came to the man in black.

The man in black, who was able to stabilize his body, was shocked. He felt the great pressure coming from the front, and immediately roared, and a piece of paper quickly flew out of his sleeve.

Yang Xuan's speed is very fast, but it can't be faster than this paper symbol.

As soon as it appeared, it turned into a fly ash in the air and disappeared. At the same time, a light yellow film appeared in front of the man in black.

The film looks a little unreal, like a bubble, which can be broken by blowing.

Yang Xuan was surprised, but the movement on his hand kept biting his teeth, which increased the output of aura again.

He wants to put all his eggs in one basket and become benevolent if he doesn't succeed. Once the man in black reacts, with the strength gap between the two sides like a natural moat, he will have no chance of winning.

Besides, the other four people in black are coming soon.

If it were an ordinary weapon, it would not be able to bear so much spiritual power, but the immortal sword was a little strange. No matter how much spiritual power Yang Xuan injected into it, it always gave him a feeling of ease.

On the green sword body, the green light at the tip directly hit the light yellow film.

A strange feeling immediately passed to Yang Xuan's hand along the sword body. The film seemed to be really a bubble, and sank in a little under this stab.

The film was deformed, but it never broke.

The light yellow luster on it became stronger and stronger at the moment, and a powerful shock wave rushed out.

Yang Xuan was terrified. He quickly pointed his toes and jumped up. After a back somersault, he fell back to his original position.