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Chapter 1093

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Gong Mingyang forced a smile and said, "These guys are really noisy."

Yang Xuan nodded, no longer dwelling on this issue, and said, "Then I'll start."

Gong Mingyang's eyes lit up as he nodded and said, "Thank you, Brother Yang."

Yang Xuan nodded and raised his palm to slap the person in his hand.

Gong Mingyang stared at Yang Xuan's palm.

At this time, Yang Xuan stopped, turned around, and said, "I'll be busy in a while. Brother Gong, why don't you call Mu Qi in so that he can help?"

Gong Mingyang said, "If there's anything you need help with, you can ask me to do it. No need to be polite."

Yang Xuan shook his head. "It's just some rough work, there's no need for Brother Gong."

Gong Mingyang helplessly stomped his feet on the ground. A few seconds later, Mu Qi pushed the door open and walked in.

Gong Mingyang said, "Profound Sage, please start. We don't have much time to waste."

Yang Xuan smiled and nodded. He pulled out a purple flame sword from the void with his left hand and held it in his hand. "Brother Yang Xuan, watch carefully."

Gong Mingyang couldn't help but nod, his eyes following closely.

In the next moment, Yang Xuan suddenly waved the purple flame sword in his hand. The sword directly turned into a purple flame that circled in the air, then suddenly accelerated and rushed forward.

Gong Mingyang was a little sluggish, because the target of this purple flame wasn't the emperor in Yang Xuan's hand that had been invaded by demons, but Mu Qi who had just come in.

Mu Qi was shocked and subconsciously leaned back, but he couldn't avoid the flame that was moving at an astonishing speed.

At this critical moment, Mu Qi suddenly exploded, his body almost parallel to the ground, spinning rapidly like a top.

The flame brushed past his body, and after a circle, it returned to Yang Xuan's hand.

Yang Xuan laughed. "Good skill! Good technique! "

Gong Mingyang's expression changed, and he asked, "What's the meaning of this, Profound Sage?"

"Meaning?" Yang Xuan looked at him from the corner of his eyes. "Do you really not know what I mean?"

Gong Mingyang said angrily, "Profound Sage, are you making fun of me? There must be an explanation for attacking my subordinates for no reason! "

Yang Xuan simply tossed the Emperor back into the cage and smiled, "Why don't you turn around and take a look?"

Gong Mingyang was stunned and turned to look at Mu Qi.

With one look, Gong Mingyang's expression changed drastically.

He saw that Mu Qi, who had clearly dodged the flames earlier, was now burning with raging flames. Her flesh was burnt to a crisp, and her mouth was wide open, but she couldn't make a sound.

Slowly, the clothes and flesh on his body were burned away, revealing his white skeleton.

Within the skeleton, there was a fist-sized green insect with transparent wings on its back that was struggling with all its might.

Gong Mingyang's expression changed. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Evil Demon?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly struck out with his palm and smashed the evil cultivator into meat paste.

"Mu Qi was actually possessed by an evil spirit. Fortunately, Profound Sage discovered it in time and prevented a disaster from happening. That was close, that was close."

Yang Xuan still had a smile that wasn't a smile on his face. He didn't even look at the corpse on the ground and just said, "You're really fast, Profound Sage."

Gong Mingyang coldly snorted, "I hate evil cultivators to the bone. I'll kill every one I see. There's not much time left, Profound Sage, you should start."

Yang Xuan nodded with a smile and said to Gong Mingyang, "Profound Sage, help me catch him so that I can use my technique."

Gong Mingyang stretched out his hand and was about to take the Emperor.

But right at this time, a sudden change occurred.

A large mass of purple flames suddenly sprang up between the two, instantly forming a giant dragon. It roared and then fiercely bit at Gong Mingyang.

Gong Mingyang's reaction was extremely fast. He instantly pushed his palm forward, and a white mist formed a shield, blocking the purple flames.

But before he could open his mouth, golden light shot out from the place where the purple flames disappeared. Like sharp blades, the golden light pierced his chest.

Gong Mingyang's eyes turned cold. He coldly snorted and quickly retreated. He stomped his feet on the ground and raised an earth wall, isolating the golden light outside.

The cave quieted down. Yang Xuan still looked at Gong Mingyang with a smile, and Gong Mingyang also looked at Yang Xuan with a gloomy expression.

After a long while, Gong Mingyang sinisterly said, "Where did I give myself away? Profound Sage Cult, teach me?"

Yang Xuan couldn't help but laugh. "You gave yourself away everywhere. I don't even know where to start. You're the only one who thinks you're infallible, thinking that you can hide it from others."

Gong Mingyang sneered. "So that's how it is. It's hateful that I worked hard to study the habits and language of lowly microbes like you. It was a waste of effort."

Yang Xuan smiled and said, "It wasn't a waste of effort. At the very least, you speak the human language very well."

Gong Mingyang's body began to blur, but his sinister voice continued, "You flatter me. Yang Xuan, we're very interested in you and want to know how you removed the mind control of my race. How about you tell me, and I'll let you go?"

Hearing Gong Mingyang's words, Yang Xuan immediately understood why the Nefarious Demon Race would go through so much trouble to pretend to be Gong Mingyang and deliberately let the Rakshasa pretend to be an exchange to lure him here. They wanted to see what he did when he rescued these people.

Actually, Yang Xuan had felt that something was wrong with Gong Mingyang from the very beginning. It was just that he thought that the Rakshasa had left some mental energy in Gong Mingyang's body.

However, he soon discovered that this wasn't the case. Thus, he beat them at their own game and wanted to see what these Nefarious Demon Race wanted to do.

This prison wasn't fake. The Nefarious Demon Race must have gotten the specific location from Gong Mingyang and knew that someone like him was there. Thus, they set up this trap.

"You're still here because of this." Yang Xuan smiled and shook his head, "Then I'll have to disappoint you. This is a secret that I won't pass on. I've left it for my son."

Gong Mingyang didn't hear that Yang Xuan was scolding him at all. He said sinisterly, "You think you can do whatever you want just because you can deal with that stupid pig Gu Yi?"

"I won't go so far as to do whatever I want. I just found your performance funny. Oh right, next time you have such an opportunity, restrain your aura a little. Otherwise, when the Nefarious Demon Race sees you coming in, they won't dare to make a sound." Yang Xuan smiled.

Gong Mingyang snorted, "I'll pay attention next time."

Yang Xuan shook his head and lost the mood to tease, "How should I address you? Where is the real Gong Mingyang? "

The fake Gong Mingyang's body gradually became clear, but he had turned into a creature with two feet on the ground. His body was almost no different from a human's, except for his eyes and mouth, his face was covered in scales.

He said coldly, "This Senior Salem, why don't you tell me your secret and we'll exchange, how about it? I promise I'll return the real Gong Mingyang to you this time. Otherwise, what you'll see will definitely be Gong Mingyang's corpse. "

Yang Xuan sneered, "Whether Gong Mingyang lives or dies, what does it have to do with me? You can kill him if you want."

Salem was furious. He stomped his scaly feet on the ground and arched his body forward. At the same time, he said coldly, "Have you thought it through?"

Yang Xuan revealed a curious expression, asking, "I'm guessing your status in the Nefarious Demon Race isn't low. Are you a member of the imperial family?"

Chi!

A scaly palm suddenly cut through the void in front of Yang Xuan. Its fingers stretched out and sharp nails pierced through the air, directly grabbing at Yang Xuan's eyes.

At this time, the afterimage left behind by Salem had yet to dissipate.

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