Chapter 1452

All the way north, the temperature in the upper air gradually cooled down.

Yu Qingcheng leaned against Yang Xuan's arms and was reluctant to part. She doesn't want Yang Xuan to take such a big risk alone, but Yu Qingcheng's strength is too weak. If she works with Yang Xuan, it will inevitably become a burden.

After hesitating again and again, he turned back towards the rooster mountain with Xiaohei when he passed the border of Qingguo. Yang Xuan headed north alone.

Unknowingly, Yang Xuan has come to the sky of the witch country. He suddenly remembered that when he was leaving the ghost King City, the Wu elder in the ghost King City said that there was an opportunity under the ghost King City, and he could come to take it when Yang Xuan was in the eighth territory.

Yang Xuan is now the ninth realm, and naturally has reached the realm mentioned by Wu Changlao. Thinking of this, he couldn't help being curious. In fact, Yang Xuan remembered this matter when he just reached the eighth boundary. It was only for some reasons that Yang Xuan had no chance to come here until now.

However, Yang Xuan didn't delay for long. Perhaps no one would believe him. Yang Xuan only went back and forth from entering the eighth territory to entering the ninth territory, with a short interval of a few months, or even a year.

Slowly landed in the ghost King City, the establishment is still so hot, which is completely opposite to the bitter cold. That is, Yang Xuan was strong enough. When he came here in the sixth territory, he almost fainted on the spot.

Yang Xuan slowly landed in front of the main house of ghost King City. His arrival naturally attracted the attention of others in the city. With a feather on his head, Feng Lingwei quickly surrounded Yang Xuan, and Yang Xuan looked at the people coldly, but he was not nervous.

The powerful momentum radiated from Yang Xuan's body, which greatly changed the face of Feng Lingwei around and retreated towards the door.

After awakening Tianfeng's blood, Yang Xuan's appearance has changed greatly, and the last time he contacted these Fengling guards was two years ago. Although the Fengling guards have not necessarily forgotten Yang Xuan, they must have blurred their memory of Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan didn't intend to explain to the Fengling guards.

Someone quickly ran into the city Lord's residence. A young man with pale complexion and gloomy eyes looked like a sick seedling came out of the city Lord's residence and coughed twice as he walked. Yang Xuan's eyes fell on the young man and immediately recognized him as the ghost king, the city master of the ghost King City.

Compared with two years ago, the strength of the ghost king has also improved a little, but compared with Yang Xuan, this strength is not enough. Yang Xuan can see through the strength of the ghost king. Although the ghost king can't see through Yang Xuan, he can still roughly feel that Yang Xuan is very strong, and it's not the existence he can resist.

"Who is your excellency?" The ghost king looked at Yang Xuan warily, and his voice was very hoarse.

Yang Xuan also didn't answer the ghost king, but said directly to the ghost King: "I don't know if the city Lord can ask elder Wu to come forward for a chat. You say it's his old friend who came to see him."

"Presumptuous, is it your wild place before the city Lord's house?" Although he knew he was not Yang Xuan's opponent, Yang Xuan's naked contempt made ghost king 3 feel a little angry and shouted angrily at Yang Xuan.

When Yang Xuan saw the ghost king, he didn't cooperate. He was not worried. He walked towards the gate of the city Lord's house and approached the ghost King step by step.

Although the Fengling guards around knew that Yang Xuan was threatening the ghost king, they didn't dare to harass Yang Xuan. Although the ghost king was angry, he did not dare to attack. After retreating a few steps, he asked Yang Xuan, "what are you going to do?"

Yang Xuan smiled and said, "don't be afraid, but you won't let Wu Chang come out. I'll just go in by myself."

"The important place of the city Lord's residence, dare you break in and have a try?" The ghost king had no confidence in his voice, but in front of the Fengling guards, he still didn't want to lose face, so he insisted not to show his fear and said to Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan ignored the ghost king. His speed soared and rushed straight into the city master's house. His divine knowledge also burst in an instant, looking for the trace of Wu Changlao in the city master's house.

Suddenly, the ground in front of Yang Xuan cracked and turned into a huge crack. A figure drilled out of the crack and rushed towards Yang Xuan at a very fast speed. They both brought gusts of wind and collided with each other.

Lingli took an uproar and rushed around, and the wall in the city master's house collapsed under this wave.

Yang Xuan looked at the man in red clothes and red hair. Even the color of his pupils was red. His eyes were cold. The man's strength is very strong, and the breath in his body is very cold, just like the cold of a person who has been dead for some time.

When they collided just now, the man in red also tried to inject Yin Qi into Yang Xuan's body. Yang Xuan's meridians were almost frozen into ice in that short moment, but they recovered soon. But that's because Yang Xuan's body has the existence of Phoenix Sky fire. If you were an ordinary person, I'm afraid you would have been directly forced into your heart by the cold and seriously injured.

Yang Xuan couldn't help narrowing his eyes and looking at the red man, he asked softly, "dare you ask, but the red Lord of ghost King City?"

"Knowing my name, don't you kneel down and beg me to spare your life?" The red Lord sneered, and his scarlet lips looked extraordinarily penetrating.

Yang Xuan smiled contemptuously and said, "what a vicious skill, it is worthy of being the red Lord. But do you know why I want to ask your name?"

The red Lord was stunned by Yang Xuan's words. He looked at Yang Xuan and asked, "Oh? Do you want to worship under my door? But you know, I always only accept female disciples. If a male disciple like you comes, how can I make you a cauldron for training?"

"Hum, really a bastard." Yang Xuan snorted coldly. The black dragon horn fell into his hand and came to the red Lord in an instant. The black dragon horn in his hand took the red Lord's throat.

The strength of the red Lord should be around the second turn in the ninth territory. His strength is a little higher than that of Yang Xuan. With such strength, it is enough to dominate the northern region where his spiritual power is not strong.

Unfortunately, what he met today was Yang Xuan.

Even though the strength of the second turn in the ninth realm is twice that of the first turn, it also needs to be divided. With Yang Xuan's strength, he can compete with the ordinary friars in the second turn when the ninth realm turns. The strength of the red Lord is just restrained by Yang Xuan, and Yang Xuan will not be afraid.

The Red Prince's face suddenly changed. The burning sword idea emitted from the black dragon horn sword made his scalp numb. He knew that if he fought with Yang Xuan, he would only be himself.