I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

Yang Xian's pupils widened, and he was about to scream, but he found that there was an extremely powerful vitality in his body.

At this moment, the injuries he had suffered were recovering rapidly.

"Hehe...hahaha..."

"So, this is your weakness, Lin Xuan, ah Lin Xuan, you are nothing but this!"

Yang Xian smiled. Lin Xuan actually took the initiative to recover himself. Such rich vitality was really enviable.

The greed in Yang Xian's heart began to emerge and magnified without limit.

But then he realized that he was wrong. He was not trying to control Lin Xuan, but Lin Xuan was trying to control him.

Lin Xuan's gaze was colder than ever before.

The vigorous vitality within the burning red-gold flame suddenly disappeared and exploded in an instant.

"Uh……"

"what……"

Yang Xian let out an earth-shattering scream, and his entire body was instantly dried up by the scorching flames.

This is not over yet. Lin Xuan's mind moved slightly, and the spiritual blade burst out and rushed into Yang Xian's mind.

In Yang Xian's mind, strange powers surged, but they were torn apart after only a moment of resistance.

Afterwards, Yang Xian felt that his spirit was being cut into pieces by madness, and unspeakable pain came from his soul.

The raging fire burns the body, the sharp blade cuts the soul!

A thousand times the pain, crazy torture.

"what……"

“Stop, stop…”

Yang Xian was roaring and screaming, and his screams were extremely frightening.

But Lin Xuan ignored him and continued to act.

When Yang Xian was about to be burned to death, he was once again provided with endless vitality, allowing him to recover.

Soon, Yang Xian became scared and terrified.

"I said...I said..."

He begged frantically, but Lin Xuan did not stop. He tortured him for a few more minutes before stopping.

At this moment, Yang Xian felt hopeless and was on the verge of collapse.

"Say!"

Lin Xuan's voice, filled with endless chill, reached Yang Xian's ears, and Yang Xian felt as if he had been pardoned.

"Five thousand miles to the west, where three volcanic clusters meet, you must arrive in three days."

"I can't die either, otherwise, Yu Bing will die!"

Yang Xian told everything without any hesitation.

God bless you, this was what he wanted to convey from the beginning.

Unexpectedly, Lin Xuan acted decisively, which led to the subsequent battle that was truly incredible.

Yang Xian felt that he was wronged, but what he felt more was hatred. He hated Lin Xuan and wanted to tear him apart and eat him alive.

He, Yang Xian, had never been humiliated like this.

I will not be a human being if I don’t avenge this.

Yang Xian felt ruthless in his heart.

"boom!"

Lin Xuan threw Yang Xian to the ground.

"Go back and tell Wuxu that he will be dead in three days."

Lin Xuan's faint voice sounded in Yang Xian's ears.

Yang Xianqiang struggled to stand up, took out a handful of pills and swallowed them, recovering a little.

"Give me back my inner armor and fan, or else..."

"Pfft..."

Before Yang Xian finished speaking, golden flames suddenly burned on one of his arms.

"Uh……"

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Yang Xian screamed in pain as his arm was instantly burned to ashes.

"If you want to die now, I don't mind granting your wish."

The flames went out, and the sharp tip of the world-destroying knife suddenly pressed against Yang Xian's neck, piercing into the flesh and causing blood to flow.

"Just wait, just wait..."

Yang Xian stepped back, gritted his teeth, looked at Lin Xuan with resentment, turned around, soared into the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

Lin Xuan watched him leave with a terribly gloomy expression.

"Brother, I'll catch up."

Lian Qingtian fell down with a gloomy expression.

"Need not!"

Lin Xuan waved his hand to stop Lian Qingtian: "If he gets desperate, Xiao Yu'er will be in danger."

"Then we can only wait three days?" Lian Qingtian looked unwilling.

"No need, kill them today."

Lin Xuan shook his head. At this moment, he was very grateful to Lian Qingtian.

The sensation of the red gold flowing flame was always in his heart, so he let Yang go first. When he returned to Wuxu, Lin Xuan would arrive.

"today?"

Lian Qingtian was a little confused, but he didn't ask any more questions.

Lin Xuan didn't say anything more, and murmured, "Before that, let's improve first."

"I underestimated these people in the Central Region, but it doesn't matter. It's not too late now."

The moment the voice fell, Lin Xuan's figure disappeared without a trace.

Lian Qingtian turned around in confusion and immediately saw Lin Xuan appear in the sky several miles away.

Then, a terrifying huge handprint came down from the air.

"Lin Xuan, you will not die well!" A startled roar came from under the big handprint.

Lian Qingtian rushed high into the sky and suddenly saw a group of four people hiding at the foot of a mountain.

Looking closely, the people with the unique attire actually belonged to people from the Tianhuang Holy Land in the Eastern Region.

One is in the late Zhenyuan realm, and three are in the middle Zhenyuan realm, all of them are geniuses.

But at this moment, under the palm print, his eyes were bloodshot and he was terrified.

"Cheng Yu, I hate you!"

"Cheng Yu, you deserve to die, die!"

Cheng Yu trembled all over as he listened to the resentful curses of his fellow disciples, his eyes filled with resentment and resentment. He finally realized how ridiculous his idea was. He actually wanted to avenge Fang Hong?

Screw your brotherhood!

"Hiss... What is Lin Xuan doing?"

"Tianhuang Holy Land, is that someone from Tianhuang Holy Land?"

"He's not going to kill people indiscriminately, is he? Run!"

The onlookers suddenly ran away.

However, Lin Xuan ignored them and appeared on the other side again in a flash.

There were eight people fleeing in the Blood Hidden Demon Land. As soon as Lin Xuan thought about it, the gravity field was activated.

"boom!"

Eight people fell from the sky, and then a red-gold dragon descended from the sky, and the eight people turned into ashes in an instant.

"There are 8 people in the middle stage of the True Yuan Realm, 3 in the early stage, and 1 in the late stage. The total time for harvesting is 2940 years. Adding the remaining 883 years, a total of 3823 years is enough to push the cultivation to the peak of the True Yuan Realm."

Lin Xuan was murmuring, the murderous intent in his eyes growing stronger.

Lian Qingtian collected the space rings from everyone in the Xueyin Demon Land and the Tianhuang Holy Land, and came to Lin Xuan.

The people of the Blood Hidden Demon Land and Cheng Yu and the others never imagined that watching the excitement would actually cost them their lives...