Eternal Demon Monarch

“Yes, you will be able to reach Celestial Realm Peak in a few days!”

A silhouette appeared silently, Feng Qingyang, with a faint look on his face Smile.

“Master, you are back, what did you say to that Golden Crow Monster Sovereign?”

“Nothing, you just wait to enter the Sun God Palace in three days. “

“Yes, the discipline understands.”

Yang Xuan understands that Master Feng Qingyang must have promised Golden Crow Monster Sovereign what conditions, otherwise, how could he be a trifling Human Race young man? I was very moved by entering the Holy Land Sun God Palace of Golden Crow Clan.

“Sun God Palace not only suppresses the Shadow Clan, it is also a trial ground for Golden Crow Clan. There is a great crisis hidden in it. If you can’t hold on to it, don’t force it.”

Feng Qingyang warned with a serious face.

He hopes that Yang Xuan can the student surpasses the master, but he does not want Yang Xuan to act recklessly in order to become stronger.

“Master, don’t worry, the discipline will proceed with caution.”

……

The time passed hurriedly, and the eyes passed by three days.

“Go, come out alive.”

In the early morning of this day, Feng Qingyang casually brushed and sent Yang Xuan to Monster God Ridge.

Monster God Ridge occupies a very wide area and the mountain is majestic. In addition to a magnificent palace on the top of the mountain, there is also a square with carved columns and jade.

At this moment, there is already a vast crowd on the square, gathering nearly a thousand Golden Crow Clan juniors.

The clothes are fluttering, full of energy, out of the ordinary, quietly waiting for their Monster Sovereign to appear.

However, with Yang Xuan appearing here, it is no longer difficult to keep quiet.

Although Yang Xuan has long been guessed that Yang Xuan will enter the Sun God Palace, it is just a guess after all.

Now that he is there, many Golden Crow Clan juniors realize that this human brat really wants to enter the Sun God palace with them.

“This child is here!”

In front of the crowd, Wu Yifei saw Yang Xuan appear, and his handsome face immediately became gloomy.

“He definitely wants to use my clan’s sacred fire to understand the Profound Truth of Fire.”

Wu Jun gnashing teeth beside him is authentic, his voice is extremely cold.

After three days of cultivation, his injury has basically been completely recovered, but his hatred for Yang Xuan has not diminished.

“Want to understand the Profound Truth of Fire, this is undoubtedly a idiotic dream. It is hard to say whether he can enter the Sun God Palace.”

Wu Yifei sneered, as if he knew the secret Xin.

“Brother Yifei, is there any way to stop him?”

Wu Jun asked in surprise. When Monster Sovereign appears, Yang Xuan will definitely be able to enter the Sun God Palace with them. But what does Wu Yifei’s words mean?

“Of course I can’t do anything about it, but the Sun God Palace was built by our ancestors. If a human brat wants to enter, he must first pass a trial. If he fails, let alone enter the Sun God Palace. , It’s hard to say whether you can come out alive.”

“I don’t know what the trial that Brother Yifei said?”

“This is a trial set by our ancestors. I don’t know what it is. I also inquired from Wu Elder Lu, but Wu Elder Lu said that he was absolutely impossible to break through with that kid’s cultivation base.”

“so that’s how it is, poor little bastard doesn’t know anything about it. He thought he would get great good fortune after entering the Sun God palace. Unexpectedly, after spending all the suffering untold hardships, it was all in vain.”

……

Yang Xuan has good ears, but he can’t hear what Wu Yifei and Wu Jun are talking about.

He found an open space behind the square, looked at the people present, and saw many geniuses at a glance.

Although none of these people are as talented as Wu Yifei, a few of them have reached the divine force state. From this we can see the power of Golden Crow Clan.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as these people do not fall, they all hope to be respected in the future, or even emperors, and become Gedai figures shaking the old illuminating the new.

“Yang Xuan!”

Suddenly, a voice came out like a yellow oriole from the valley.

A lithe and graceful shadow jumped out from the crowd in front, as light as a butterfly, and fell to Yang Xuan’s side. It was Little Princess Wu Lingyan of Golden Crow Clan.

The small face is slightly makeup, and a golden hair is also curled up with a jade hairpin, revealing the white forehead and swan-like slender neck, as beautiful as a flower fairy.

“Why, want to drink again?”

Yang Xuan raised his brows.

“Whoever wants to drink, I am here to talk to you.”