True Immortal of the Netherworld

In the territory.

Xu Yang stood alone on a huge fiery red lotus. The lotus flower is in full bloom, as warm and moist as carved from fire jade, and there is a flow of fire spirit visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, this huge fiery red lotus is floating on a vast sea of ​​clouds.

The lotus in the cloud is like a dream.

"Is this a trial in the realm? Why am I the only one around? Who is my opponent?" Xu Yang whispered to himself, asking questions one after another.

There was a black stream of light on Xu Yang's shoulder, and a black demon dragon about a foot in size appeared. It was his parasitic pet demon dragon Ming Lin.

As soon as the demon dragon Ming Lin appeared, it flicked out its sharp claws, gesticulating back and forth, and said: "This demon dragon hates this kind of peek-a-boo. Problems that can be solved with violence are solved on the spot. It took a long time." There’s no fighting anymore, and my hooks are a little dull.”

Swipe, swipe, swipe, leaving dark claw marks in the void, like falling blades.

Xu Yang said: "Don't be anxious, our opponents will appear. This is the rule of the realm trial, and there must be a mystery in it. Each of the other seven people who enter the realm cannot be underestimated. What will follow naturally When you do your best.”

Seeing that there was no one around, Ming Lin retracted its claw hook out of boredom, turned to look at Xu Yang, and then joked: "I guess Master, your opponent this time must be a woman."

"Why?"

"Because Master, you are a charming and charming person who specializes in pleasing little girls."

"Don't talk nonsense." Xu Yang deliberately puffed up his chest and looked up at the sky. Naturally, he felt happy to be praised by others.

"Before entering the Earth Realm trial, I saw the little girl in white from Yu Daomen secretly looking at you. I understand that little affectionate look."

"What do you know? All you know is fighting."

"The little girl in white from the Yudao Sect looked at you without murderous intent, just like the way the White Dragon Princess of the East China Sea looked at me. She doesn't fight with me, just because she likes me." Ming Lin said firmly, "It's either a fight or a fight. like."

Ming Lin couldn't help but flash in his mind the scene of his "love" with the White Dragon Princess of the East China Sea.

Many years ago, the East China Sea.

A thousand-foot black dragon and a hundred-foot white dragon met.

The black dragon's eyes were pink, and his mouth was watering. He said directly: "Xiao Bai, you are so beautiful, just be my lover. If you don't agree, I will overthrow the entire East China Sea."

The timid little white dragon blinked its long eyelashes and trembled all over. She knew that the big black insect in front of her could not only overturn the entire East China Sea, but if it wanted to kill her, it might just be a matter of hooking the dragon's claws.

"Rude." Xiao Bailong squeezed out such a word, but he dared not say it in anger.

"Rude? Hahaha. I like this comment." In Heilong's mind, rudeness means being very handsome in a fight.

After that, the black dragon and the white dragon were together.

...

In the heart of Ming Lin, the fighting king, if there is no desire for violence between a man and a woman, then most of the rest is the desire for love.

Xu Yang explained: "When I left the Green Fire Demon Realm, I had a sparring match with Miss Yaojun, and I was lucky enough to beat her by half a move. We are just old acquaintances."

"Master Xu Yang, you even called the little girl's name so kindly. It turns out that you showed mercy when I was sleeping. So, you bullied the little girl, and the little girl probably admired your masculinity. Come back to you

. This little girl is very discerning, and men who can fight are the most attractive. "

Ming Lin plucked his fingers and said, "Miss Hibiscus, Miss A'Zhu, Miss Lin'er, plus a girl from Yaojun, no more, no more."

"I won't talk to you anymore." Xu Yang frowned. Miss Lin'er's physical body had not fully recovered yet, which poked a painful spot in Xu Yang's heart.

..., the black demon dragon Ming Lin covered his mouth with his claws and stopped making any sound.

Xu Yang did not continue to speak, but he couldn't help but think of the scene when he and Yao Jun were sparring that day.

At that time, the five elite disciples of Bai Yufeng of the Yu Dao Sect and Master Li Zhen of the Bai Yu Five Swords were besieging the Tiangui Sect. They happened to be caught up by Xu Yang, and Xu Yang defeated Bai Yu's Five Swords. Just when Xu Yang was about to punish Bai Yu Wu Jian, Yao Jun, as the deputy peak master of Bai Yu Peak of Yudao Sect, appeared in time and was willing to take Xu Yang's punch for Bai Yu Wu Jian.

In the end, Xu Yang defeated Yao Jun's sword formation with one punch.

But Xu Yang sincerely admired Yaojun for his responsibility and heroic spirit that day.

"Miss Yaojun, her boldness and responsibility are not inferior to those of men. She is a respectable woman." Xu Yang praised in his heart.

Not finding any opponent for this trial yet, Xu Yang simply sat cross-legged on the flaming red lotus and absorbed the fire-attribute aura from the flaming lotus.

"The purity of the spiritual energy in this fire lotus is much higher than that in the human realm. Even if you simply breathe and practice here, it is comparable to a top-notch cultivation cave. The Taoist Saint Lotus Pond is worthy of being one of the strongest Taoist mystical realms. one."

The fire lotus carried Xu Yang wandering in the sea of ​​clouds, like a lotus lantern making a wish.

Ming Lin squatted on Xu Yang's shoulders, imitating Xu Yang's example, closing his eyes and hugging Yuan Shouyi. But its physique is that of a pure demon spirit. Although this space has abundant spiritual power, it is not the most suitable for it. Its dragon tail swayed slightly back and forth in boredom.

I don’t know how much time has passed, and I don’t know how far the fiery red lotus carrying Xu Yang floated in the sea of ​​clouds.

At this time, the demon spirit Minglin suddenly opened its eyes, and the scene on the opposite side was reflected in its black crystal pupils.

"Master Xu Yang, what do you think that is?" said the demon dragon Ming Lin.

Xu Yang opened his eyes and took a closer look.

Opposite there was a white snow lotus flower that was as big as the fire lotus flower under Xu Yang floating towards this side.

In the middle of the white snow lotus, stood a young woman in white clothes. This female star had slender eyebrows, dignified appearance, slender body, white clothes and elegant temperament.

The temperament of the woman and the snow lotus beneath her complement each other, just like the white lotus fairy.

"Yaojun?" Xu Yang whispered to himself, "I didn't expect that in this earth trial, my opponent would really be her."

"Here he comes, here he is, that little girl from the Yu Dao Sect." Ming Lin covered his face with his claws, "Master, your old sweetheart is here, I won't disturb you to reminisce about old times."

After saying that, the demon dragon Ming Lin turned into a black stream of light and sank into Xu Yang's body, entered the Zi Mansion space, and turned into a small black scale ball.

Miraculously, the red lotus and white snow lotus at the feet of Xu Yang and Yaojun were not under their control at all, and they kept approaching in an orderly manner.

When the woman in white saw Xu Yang from a distance, her little heart couldn't control it and jumped up like a dove being released.

She lightly adjusted the hair on one side of her face with her hand, looking a little at a loss. "Why do I blush and my heart beats when I see this guy? It's the inner demon, it's the inner demon..."

She quickly activated Xue Zhi's state of mind to suppress the throbbing.

"Miss Yaojun." Xu Yang cupped his fists slightly and said.

"You..." The woman in white was speechless. She didn't know how to call the person in front of her, Xu Yang, Mr. Xu, Handsome Xu, or the little devil? The more anxious he gets, the more he can't open his mouth, and his cheeks feel hot.

The woman in white couldn't help asking for help in her heart, "Master. This inner demon is really terrible. How on earth am I going to deal with this inner demon? Maybe I can only do it if I defeat him."

"Miss Yaojun, that day I lied that my name was Handsome Xu. It was just a joke. Please don't mind. My name is Xu Yang." Xu Yang said sincerely.

A circle of flying snow rose up on the body surface of the woman in white, and her emotions calmed down in the cold air brought by the flying snow.

The woman in white said seriously: "Xu Yang, this time you and I are our opponents in the Earth Trial. And I must defeat you."

Xu Yang hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I'm very sorry. In this trial, I also have to enter the final heaven. Therefore, I can't let the girl do it this time."

"Who gave in to you?" The woman in white looked coldly, and her fighting spirit suddenly broke out.

In front of the woman in white, a streak of flying snow appeared out of thin air. Among the flying snow, there were silver Confucian seal characters flowing in an orderly manner.

The flying snow condensed and transformed into a clone that was indistinguishable from its original body. The body of the woman in white gradually blurred until she was invisible.

The other side.

In the void in front of Xu Yang, three flying fires suddenly appeared, one red, one green, and one light gold. Three flying fires rushed towards one place, like three-color fire dragons circling.

As soon as the fire breath subsided, a clone appeared that looked like Xu Yang's original body. At the same time, Xu Yang's body disappeared as if melting into the water. All his power has been blessed on this clone.

The rules of battle in the realm, the battle between clones, never ends.

Under the snowy sleeves of the woman in white.

A string of silver light flew out, swirling around the woman in white like a meteor, and then hovered above the woman in white and came to rest.

The silver light converged, and it looked like thirty-six white daggers only two feet long.

These daggers were like obedient white birds. The tips of the swords were pointed at Xu Yang opposite, and there was a sharp sword light visible to the naked eye.

There are fine white electric arcs echoing between each sword body, and the thirty-six daggers seem to be connected together.

The woman in white stared at Xu Yang opposite with her beautiful eyes, but did not immediately activate the thirty-six flying swords to attack.

Xu Yang, who was on the opposite side, did not take action immediately, as if he was waiting for the woman in white to make a move.

The woman in white thought in her mind: "Last time, I directly competed with him in a sword formation and suffered a loss. That was because my thirty-six white feather swords were arranged in a sword formation. Although I attacked Pang Ran, my power was dispersed and was destroyed by his. Defeat with the Thunder Dragon Cannon. This time, I won’t make the same mistake as last time.”

"Hold the sword together!" A voice shouted.

She held a little distance with one hand, and the thirty-six flying swords in mid-air above her head turned into thirty-six silver streams of light, merging together like a small river merging into a big river.

The flying snow fell, and in the hand of the woman in white was a three-and-a-half-foot long white sword.

On the surface of the white long sword, there is a spiritual pattern in the shape of a "snow mountain" engraved on it, which looks like the white feather peak of the Yu Dao Sect.

The name of this sword is "White Feather".

Without stopping for a moment, the woman in white clutched the white feather sword in her hand, looked at Xu Yang opposite, and stabbed out with the sword.

When the sword came out, there was wind and snow rolling around, like the lonely flying snow on Baiyu Peak.