Marvel's Strongest Immortal

The applause came from a deep passage on the left side of the hall, which seemed to contain the deepest darkness, and even with Yang Xiao's eyesight, he couldn't see clearly.

Soon, a figure appeared in the darkness. He was wearing a dark blue satin robe, his feet did not touch the ground, and he floated straight over.

Yang Xiao quickly noticed that this was a man, but his hair was very long, reaching his legs! However, because the hair quality is quite good, it is not cumbersome at all to swing in the wind, but it shows a different kind of charm and beauty.

Compared with his hair, his appearance is more outstanding. Yang Xiao thinks to himself that he is handsome, and after practicing martial arts, his temperament has become more refined, and his facial lines have become more and more handsome, but the man in front of him is He had to accept it!

Just like Yang Xue who faced Ruiwen's transformation for the first time, it was a perfect embodiment that combined all the beauty in the world. It was also a beauty that could not be born in nature.

But Raven did it with her transformation ability.

And now, the man in front of me has done it too!

Although it is not appropriate to describe a man with beauty, Yang Xiao really can't find any other adjectives.

If he hadn't seen the Adam's apple on the other person's throat, he would never have imagined that the other person was a man!

"I'm so surprised! I didn't expect that you could cultivate innate true energy at such a young age! Not bad, not bad! Really good!" The man smiled slightly, without any hesitation in his appreciation and exclamation in his tone.

His casual words made Yang Xiao's heart tighten. Martial arts had always been his biggest secret, and only a few people in the Justice League knew about his innate strength. The other party actually revealed his true power. How could he? Can you not surprise him!

"Who are you?" Yang Xiao put away the elixir, stood up and asked vigilantly.

Although this man seemed to have low vitality and looked like an ordinary person, he felt as if he was being stared at by a beast. This feeling made him extremely uneasy, and he even had the urge to directly activate fixed-point teleportation and escape.

But then he thought that Bai Shuang was still here. The original intention of coming here today was to help Bai Shuang escape from this organization. If he gave up because of some unknown danger, he would be in vain as a man.

But fortunately, he is not a soft persimmon who can be manipulated by others. In addition to the palm cannon, he also has many treasures brought from the fairy world.

The visitor did not answer, but stretched out his hand, and Ling Feng, who was unconscious on the ground, floated up automatically and was sent into the darkness behind the passage. At this time, a few people walked out of the darkness and caught Ling Feng.

The person in front was wearing a crisp suit and gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looked at Yang Xiao and Bai Shuang with complicated eyes. It was Ye Tiancheng.

Of course Yang Xiao also saw him, and read a hint of apology in the latter's eyes.

What does this mean?

But before he could think about it, the long-haired man finally spoke again: "Your strength is very good, now I give you a chance, surrender to me, and I will give you stronger power!"

His eyes instantly turned into the most empty indifference, like a god looking down on all living beings from the nine heavens, without any emotion, but possessing huge power, making people involuntarily want to kneel down on the ground and worship.

Even a warrior like Yang Xiao, who was at the peak of his innate realm, was shaken for a while, and his legs were trembling as he was about to bend down. At the last moment, he suddenly got excited and bit the tip of his tongue so hard that blood flowed out. It was an unimaginable tragedy. Stimulated by the pain, he finally woke up and was immediately horrified.

This weird spiritual method is similar to the soul-stirring method, but it is much more sophisticated. There is no need to use any tricks in the other person's brain. It can directly overwhelm the person with force and force you to obey.

"I'm paralyzed!"

The first thing Yang Xiao did after waking up was to activate the palm cannon. At the same time, his figure quickly rushed towards Bai Shuang five meters away, preparing to take her out of here.

But the distance that could be crossed in less than 0.1 seconds in the past was as far away as a chasm at this moment. In a daze, he seemed to see his own body rushing towards Bai Shuang, and the white light rushing out of his left hand.

There was also Bai Shuang's frightened and anxious face. With all her attention focused on Yang Xiao, she naturally didn't notice that Tianji beside her had taken out a strange-looking pistol and quietly pointed it at her back.

He didn't know what happened, it seemed a bit like his soul was out of body. Everything in reality was slowed down countless times in his eyes. He turned back to look at the long-haired man, but saw that the other man suddenly turned to him. Blinked.

Then came the floating light, and he felt like he was being sucked into a huge space-time vortex. After endless sinking, he finally came to a world filled with light and green.

Yang Xiao stepped on the green grass, feeling the real touch under his feet and the natural fragrance permeating the air. He was filled with doubts. In front of him was the endless prairie, and the sky was as blue as countless marshmallows. Clouds float above, slowly changing into various shapes.

"It's beautiful!" Just when Yang Xiao was in a trance, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind. The voice was very neutral, and he could not distinguish between male and female.

He hurriedly turned around and looked around, but did not see anyone. At this time, he finally realized that something was wrong. There was not a single life in this vast prairie.

"Yes, this is not the real world, but - my world!"

The man spoke again, still invisible, but the world in front of Yang Xiao was rapidly undergoing earth-shaking changes.

All the grass in the grassland quickly turned gray and died, revealing a dry and barren surface. Strong winds blew through, flying sand and rocks. The grassland quickly turned into the Gobi, and the Gobi turned into a desert. The poisonous sun in the sky seemed to bake people into charcoal.

Here, Yang Xiao lost all his abilities, leaving only the most primitive human instincts, struggling to survive in various changing environments.

After experiencing this series of changes, even though it was only ten minutes, it left him physically and mentally exhausted.

Fortunately, the desert soon ushered in changes. It began to rain heavily in the sky. The depressions were soon filled with water, and the sand dunes also became green. The green gradually turned into large trees with lush branches, and the desert also turned into forest.

Later, Yang Xiao experienced floods covering the forest, changes in the country thousands of miles away, and finally returned to the endless prairie.

Everything in front of him exceeded the limit of Yang Xiao's imagination, and his cognitive system almost collapsed.

His body was also severely damaged, and his mental state dropped to the lowest point in history.

He lay exhausted on the grass, looking up at a group of lamb-like white clouds in the sky, which suddenly quickly turned gray, and the sky became dark at night. This was another wave of changes in rhythm!

"That's enough, you win!"

Yang Xiao waved his hand and stopped playing.

A man finally appeared in front of him, wearing a pure white robe, with long hair flowing down like mercury, dancing in the wind. Judging from his face, it was the long-haired man he had seen in the underground base before.

The difference is that not only did he change his clothes, but his hair also turned silver-white.

"Hey, boss, who are you?" Yang Xiao gasped and shouted helplessly.

"Kunlun." The man smiled slightly, and the sky instantly cleared the clouds to reveal the sun. The sun shone down from above his head. A gentle breeze blew, his silver hair was flying, and his temperament was as ethereal as an immortal, as if a god was coming. (To be continued)