Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

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Qingrun and cold, unstained, are the dreams of many young people.

Xiao Xuanyu rolled his throat knot and smiled dullly: “Okay, I want to see how much you miss me.”

Before his words fell, he saw a lonely cold sword light coming.

Jiang Yinghe didn’t wear a Taoist suit, he was wearing a white coat, the corners of his clothes were flying, his thin wrists were exposed in the wide sleeves, and the Daomen’s sword gas was overwhelmed by the overwhelming force, making it almost nowhere to hide.

The same is a hole in the virtual realm, and the means of magic repair will always be more radical. As soon as the two started, they made a real fire. Jiang Yinghe’s eyebrows didn’t move, and his expression was so quiet that he thought of him.

Even if there is an enchantment outside, the aftermath of the two players will level the illusion scene inside. The sound wave of the magic instrument pipa is tangled everywhere, cut by the cold light of the Forgotten Sword, and approaching the door.

Jianguang rubbed his cheeks and wiped a blood stain on Xiao Xuanyu’s cheeks.

He raised his hand and wiped the bloodstain, one corner of his lips (gougou), licked the bloodstain on his fingertips and licked, suddenly said: “Little Crane, you are too nervous to guard. This illusion does not have those weird functions, you don’t have to be too cautious. it……”

In the cold wilderness, Xiao Xuanyu was facing forward the sword light split by the Forgetful Sword. As he stepped closer, Jiang Yinghe also suddenly felt an unusual feeling.

It stands to reason that the illusion can be used as a maze and can erode others’ minds. Jiang Yinghe had all the precautions, but the other party’s attitude was so fearless, but it caused him a trace of suspicion.

…Is there something that is not taken into account? Pipa sound waves, magic repair methods…

There seemed to be something caught in his mind, but it seemed not. Jiang Yinghe stared at the past, and when he just wanted to speak, a strange heat suddenly spread between the pure and cold Dao body.

hiss–

The faint obscenity on the other party came over, and he finally remembered where he missed.

The breath of Xiao Xuanyu’s body was originally a very hidden technique of illusion of the Acacia Sect.

Jiang Yinghe’s body was stagnant, and the Forgetful Sword shuddered slightly, and was backhanded (cha) into the wilderness reflecting the moonlight.

Moon (color) flows slowly from his long hair like ink on his temple side, reflecting the tight eyebrow peaks between the cold cold eyebrows.

The pair of cold and impassive eyes, because of this (strong qiang) fierce illusion technique has a wet and moist feeling. (Thin bao) Lips (dry gan) are dry and soft, slightly open at the moment, and take a deep breath.

If someone has broken the white crane’s thin neck and climbed the snow-covered plum blossom, it is possible to understand the picture in front of Xiao Xuanyu at this moment.

Leng Yueguang was caged on Jiang Yinghe’s white clothes, and the fragrant fragrance slowly spread out.

A strange breath approached.

“Xiaohe,” the other said, “I can’t beat you for thousands of years of sword repair. But you haven’t changed your heart (sexuality) for more than 1,000 years.”

The breath drew closer, and his voice was low.

“You always think of people too well, too innocently, and too kind. Those who are willing to use the following means to get you are more than me? I just do what everyone wants to do…”

“Do you know what I thought when you and Brother Tong were on the same line?…I already thought of (killing sha) at that time.”

He raised his hand and brushed Jiang Yinghe’s hair on the side of his cheek: “Still fighting? This is the seven-day Acacia of the Hehuan Sect. I made it a secret way.”

He smirked, staring at Jiang Yinghe’s slightly trembling eye feathers, seeing Xue Jian Wangchen supporting his body humming angrily, and had a strong satisfaction of fulfilling a long-cherished wish.

He leaned close, and when he was near, he heard Jiang Yinghe’s cold words.

“It turns out you know what you are doing.” He raised his eyes. “Is this a means?”

As Jiang Yinghe’s words fell, his hand holding the sword clenched the Forgetful Sword, and the chill spreading from the sword suddenly rushed, holding his hand back to the forearm, all covered with a thin layer of frost.

“But so.”

These four words have no waves, and the originally stagnant Dao body awakened its mind under the operation of (qiang qiang), and came out with the sword gas.

Forget Sword has been thirsty for a long time.

Jianmang slashed the other half of the opponent’s body from it, and attached the majestic spiritual power of the sword repair in the void realm, completely tearing the devil’s power.

Blood (color) is monstrous, and the body and half of the Yuanshen are torn by Jian Qi. The burst of bright red stained his snowy clothes corner and splashed on his cheeks.

Jiang Yinghe glanced at the other half of the Yuanshen who Xiao Xuanyu gave up his body and fled immediately. After seeing that half of the Yuanshen slammed into the moonlight of the illusion and disappeared, he slammed his sword into the ground and spit out a blood.

(强qiang) Yundao body really does not work.

How can even a good-looking man be so dangerous this year? This Wang Ba calf really owes the sun, hiss…

At this time, Jiang Yinghe actually had a few words of leisurely vomiting. He gasped in a low voice. The injury on his body seemed to speed up the effect of that **** and acacia medicine, and his cold physique would not work anymore.

Jiang Yinghe’s consciousness sank again and again, and he didn’t notice the blood stains on his hand falling on the sword pendant, and slowly disappeared.

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The building is still a prosperous scene, even as the night (color) becomes deeper, more and more people come and go.

Long Ye was holding a tea cup in his hand, watching Qin Jun walking around under his eyelids, and the irritability in his heart doubled up, saying: “Can you stop turning? I am upset.

Qin Jun turned around and glanced at him, and was unable to find a (fa fa) vent, with a constant expression of sarcasm: “The little brother, let go of the cup and crush four.”

This scene is also a bit strange. I can sit out in the blue house with a smell of my wife waiting for birth. I can’t hold one more than one. I can crush several cups after drinking tea for a long night, or because I was unconsciously worried and temporarily Can’t hold the kind of strength.

On the side of the two, Li Huanhan’s eyes that had been silently closed suddenly opened, and his eyes (color) were bright red and thick.

The breath of cold jade mirror stone was bloodied.

He stood up and said: “Qin Jun, you look at the enchantment, I will go in and see.”

Qin Jun followed him, his tone slightly irritable: “I’m going too, just stay here all night long.”

Long night suddenly raised his eyes and cut off his words: “It is impossible to leave me here. Who knows whether the two of you helped in the past, or took advantage of it?”

Things turned back to the point of mutual distrust. At this moment, inside the originally solid border, it seemed that something had escaped, and the magic energy suddenly filled up.

At the same time, the situation that had just ended in a stalemate suddenly changed. Long Ye hands activated the communication token faster than their brains, and then the three people directly entered the enchantment of the master.

The illusion in the enchantment has not disappeared. This illusion is one of the highest levels of the Hehuan Sect. Unless the caster takes the initiative, outsiders step into the illusion and will always be just an endless labyrinth.

But Li Huanhan turned a blind eye to the maze in front of him, and didn’t care about where the other two were teleported after they entered the illusion. Instead, he pulled out the Sword of Silence, and the demon qi that had been suppressed for a long time came out with the blood flowing on the sword.

No matter how gentle and considerate, he is also a devil.

He has been depressed for a long time, and his **** eyes are coated with violent (killing sha) meaning, full of blood and fire.

As the high (strong qiang) degree of demonic energy destroyed the maze inch by inch, the crippled Yuanshen Xiao Xuanyu fled from was also revealed at the next moment.

He stopped suddenly, his eyes wide open.

Didn’t the inquiry say that Jiang Yinghe only had a few apprentices? How can there be this level of magic repair here? !

The black bloodshot eyes and the body of the devil in front of him not only fit the appearance of the apprentice in the news, but even glanced indifferently and asked coldly:

“It’s you?”

Xiao Xuanyu: …Now it’s not too late.

“Where is my Master?”

Xiao Xuanyu maintained half of the Yuanshen, and looked at the slightly loose forbidden magic sword in his hand. He was completely shocked by the scene in front of him. (Strong qiang) A strong sense of danger jumped on the spine, leaving nothing left in his mind. In a word:

Jiang Yinghe accepted his disciples…all of them…who…

Originally, he thought that the first method would be easier, but after a thousand years, he was about to forget the appearance of the earth, Xiu Xian all repaired a group of fellow students, the “Master System” still reminded him immobilized: insufficient qualifications, please do not Income door.

The head of Penglai looked helplessly at the disappointed and discouraged face of the talented disciple. He looked at Brother Jiang’s cold, frosty profile and sighed, “Next.”

Another young talent stood confidently under the platform and said how much time he spent building the foundation and how much time to break through the soul period… But Jiang Yinghe’s expression on the stage remained unchanged and he slowly drank tea. .

The tea soup, Cuiliang, is the Enshi jade (dew) cultivated by the Lingquan irrigation, and it tastes a kind of sweetness. Jiang Yinghe took a sip slowly, then raised his eyes and fell on the other party.

[Slightly superior, does not meet the entry requirements]

The sentence displayed by the system is marked, so he does not need to investigate it personally. The requirements of the “Ajiang Master System” are unexpectedly high. In a thousand years, he has not seen the seeds of cultivation cents in the vision of this system. .

Jiang Yinghe put down the teacup, and the celadon gently tapped on the case, making a slightly heavy noise. He looked away, and no longer gave extra sight, said lightly: “Insufficient qualifications.”

The teenager who has been bathed in the praise of “genius” at the first glance said that at first glance, he looked at him incredulously and stunned, but he could only retreat reluctantly, his eyes still closely following Xuan Wei Xianjun.

Everyone knows that he has not accepted a student for many years. Naturally, he also knows that to enter his door, it is estimated that the threshold will be very high. However, the genius recognized by the two successive worlds was ruthlessly rejected, and the people who initially hid and laughed began to panic.

As expected, the next few disciples with outstanding qualifications did not take this step. When they retired from the stage, Jiang Yinghe had not even finished the tea at his hand.

He leaned against the wall with one hand, his eyes falling in the foam that was scattered inside, and he had no hope of this selection.