The moon was high in the sky, and Wang Xuan was staggering as he quickly descended from the night sky. On the way, he almost fell into the small reed lake beside the house.
"Lao Zhang, what's wrong with me? Could my body in the room be..." Wang Xuan asked. Although he was very drunk, he was still slightly sobered by the stimulation.
"You are really getting cocky!" Zhang Daoling looked at him, then without any hesitation, he flipped his hand and took out a bronze mirror, wanting to hit him on the forehead.
Normally people call him Master Zhang, but now this drunkard not only says that he has three heads, he also calls him Lao Zhang directly!
Chi!
A faint golden glow appeared, and a small flag appeared above Wang Xuan's head, directly blocking the bronze mirror. The golden texture was intertwined, and the rusty bronze mirror could not be pressed down immediately.
Now, Wang Xuan can use the God-Slaying Flag as long as he thinks about it, and make a breakthrough in the extraordinary sea of light. This is a qualitative change for him, which will greatly increase his strength.
"Xiaoyaoyou!" Old Zhang was surprised. It had only been two days and two nights. Where had this kid gone? He had actually advanced to a higher level. This was a bit outrageous.
Originally, although Wang Xuan was very powerful, Zhang Daoling thought that he could still grab his neck with one hand, but now it is a bit difficult!
Not only that, after Wang Xuan was attacked, out of an instinctive reaction, an iron rod appeared in his right hand, and he subconsciously wanted to hit Master Zhang with it.
This is not to say that he wanted to retaliate, but rather it was an instinctive reaction after being attacked. It can also be said that his combat awareness was very sharp and strong, and it was very natural for him to attack instead of defend.
Zhang Daoling looked down and saw such a long and thick iron rod stabbing towards his lower abdomen. His face darkened slightly. Of course, he couldn't let it stab him, so he dodged immediately.
However, Lao Zhang was not calm anymore. He hadn't even beaten this guy a hundred times, but the other party turned around and challenged him. The little chicken turned into an eagle and was about to soar into the sky!
"I'm sorry, Master Zhang, I'm drunk." Wang Xuan quickly put away the flag, put away the iron bar, and bowed. He still had a lot of respect for Old Zhang.
"Tenth stage, quite interesting." Zhang Daoling showed a strange look. People who opened special inner scenes during their mortal period were indeed "willful" and so "unreasonable" when they were promoted! How long has it been?
He was a little absent-minded, thinking about his old Zhang, who used to slay demons and monsters, seize all kinds of fortunes, crawl out of a pile of the dead, and practice in the era with the most super-material, but it didn't happen so fast.
"I'm sure he is the same kind of person as the one who lived two thousand seven hundred years ago!" The Netherblood Patriarch had a clue in his mind.
He even felt that this kid, who could reach this point in the Era of Exhaustion, was even more powerful than the man who stepped into the realm of transcendence back then!
Falling from the moon sky, although Wang Xuan was not in flesh and blood, he still had a feeling and his heart was beating wildly. Could this really have happened?
"Boom, boom, boom..." The body transformed by his soul corresponds to the human body structure, and his heartbeat is like a drum.
"What do you think will happen?" Old Zhang glanced at him and said with emotion, "Are young people nowadays so ambitious? They are actually thinking about being three thousand girls older than them and being included in the immortal class!"
"Lao Zhang, I didn't. I was just guessing what happened. Don't talk nonsense!" Wang Xuan quickly corrected.
The Dark Blood Patriarch spoke up and said with a smile: "As a male Patriarch among the immortals, I feel that men who are three thousand and five years older can share the joys and sorrows."
When Wang Xuan heard this, his heartbeat calmed down. He thought that the demon fairy Yanyan would not dare to do anything reckless. With these two great leaders watching here, it shouldn't be a big deal.
However, when he came to the window, he was shocked. There seemed to be two figures on the bed, with their heads touching each other. It took a thousand years to sleep on the same pillow?!
However, there was something strange about this room. A magic array was set up to prevent his soul from exploring. He was unable to fully sense inside and had to use the flag to break through the obstruction.
"This..." Wang Xuan was surprised. There were indeed two people on the bed, almost sleeping in each other's arms. What was going on? It even made his soul tremble.
"Did you see that, sister? This little thief is so bold, his heart is beating like thunder. Looking at how excited he is, he is really a thief with a lot of guts."
On the big bed, the magic circle disappeared, and there were indeed two people lying there, but a blurred male body revealed its true form, it was a female demon fairy in red.
Now she sat up lazily, still dressed like an ancient immortal, with a long red skirt that dragged from the bed to the ground. When she stood up, her black hair was loose, and her fair and attractive face was smiling, with long eyelashes, charming eyes, and sexy red lips.
"Greetings, Demon Lord." This was the first time that Wang Xuan had such close contact with her in Old Earth. She even ran to his room. If Fang Yuzhu and Lao Zhang were not here, he would have been ready to smash her with a flagpole!
"Yeah, I'm glad you're okay." He muttered again.
"What are you looking forward to?" The red-clothed demon lord Yanyan covered her mouth, yawned, and stretched slightly. She was very self-centered and didn't care about other people's gaze.
But she has not lost her graceful demeanor, with a thin waist, slender figure, and extremely beautiful curves, which are very attractive.
"Yan Yan!" Fang Yuzhu's soul returned to her body and she sat up from the bed, wearing white soft pajamas, so as to prevent the demon lord from "torturing" her.
"Where is my physical body?" At this time, Wang Xuan noticed that he could not sense his physical body. Where did it go?
"It's under the bed." Yanyan, the red-clothed demon lord, spoke.
"You are respected as the demon lord in the demon clan, and yet you are like this..." Fang Yuzhu scolded.
There are two people on the bed, one is dressed in white as white as snow, pure and elegant, the other is dressed in bright red, strong yet lively. The two strong men sit side by side and intimately, like two immortal flower buds in full bloom, with unparalleled charm.
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