One Sword to Immortality

All the yellow turban warriors cheered in unison, and they slowly lifted into the air together with the teeth, turning into brilliant streamers, chasing in the direction of Nubis's escape.

Xu Le often sighed. These yellow-turbaned men put him under tremendous pressure, and he hadn't experienced this kind of strength crushing for a long time.

Xu urged the two great heavenly demon flags, wrapped Hu Xiuqing and Bai Qiulian, and walked in the other direction...

In the extreme high altitude, a man in white clothes is fluttering and his eyes are cold, as if there is no emotion. If you look closely, you will find that there are countless runes circulating in his eyes, forming the Vientiane celestial sphere, which is constantly Deduction calculation.

Just when the white clothed man's calculations reached the extreme, and even the mana leaked out, causing layers of ripples, not far from him, the void trembled, and an old man with white beard and hair stepped out of the void.

This old man wore the most elegant hand-made suits, very stylish, his gray hair was neat and tidy, one was not messy, and his beard was trimmed into the most perfect shape. If he walks on the city street, he can almost be photographed for fashion trends. Magazine feed.

The old man with white beard and hair stepped out of the void, he chuckled, and said, "What can the master of Zhuomen predict?"

The white-clothed man, known as Zhuomenzhu, still went all out to run the Vientiane celestial sphere, but said faintly: "Longhua will be more and more deeply connected with heaven and earth, and the fetal membrane of heaven and earth will become thicker and thicker. ."

The old man with white beard and hair couldn't help smiling bitterly: "We all know about these things, so let's talk about things that I don't know!"

The person in white still said coldly: "Longhua had an opportunity when it became a realm of its own. If you can seize this opportunity, you can become the master of the realm!"

The old man with white beard and hair sighed: "Everyone knows about this, let's talk about something else!"

The white-clothed man sneered and slowly said: "The Longhua Society is part of the heaven. Not only is it guarded by the Yellow Turban warriors, it also has hundreds of spirit beasts. Now the Yellow Turban warriors are ready to move, and the leaders of the spirit beasts also want to fight for this. Opportunity. Compared with the aboriginal people of the Longhuahui, we don’t have many advantages. The only advantage is... outsiders! This identity is nothing more."

The old man with white beard and hair did not ask any questions this time, but just listened quietly, among the masters of various factions who came to participate in this matter.There are not no people who have a cultivation base that exceeds Zhuo Sect Master, but almost everyone still has to listen to his dispatch, not only because of his identity, but also because of his vision and wisdom, no one can compare.

This man in white is Zhuo Yunsheng, the master of the myth!

The old man with white beard and hair was born in the longevity school.But it was the Taishang elder of this generation, whose status and strength were still above the master Xue Wuya. Both of them were famous figures of the Eighteen Immortal School, and each appearance was enough to change the situation.

Zhuo Yunsheng, the sect master of the mythology, seemed to have reached the point of deduction, without a glance, endless disillusionment appeared in his eyes, and a result came after dozens of minutes.

Zhuo Yunsheng slowed down his skills and sneered and said: "As outsiders, we are not bound by the various rules of the Longhua Society. But we have also lost our geographical advantage, so we can only play a game of'Mantis catches cicadas, oriole is behind'. Trick. Hope these young children can make it through!"

The old man with white beard and hair really couldn't bear it, and cried, "You have said so much, but if you don't say anything? You can't be happy as a human being? Speak clearly?"

Zhuo Yunsheng let out a sneer, and stopped paying attention to the old man with white beard and hair.

The two dominate the sky far away, and seem to have a very important task in their bodies. Zhuo Yunsheng still urged the mythological name Jiu Yuan to be able to withstand all the changes in the Longhua Society, and the long-life Zongtai with white hair and beard. The upper elder could only helplessly sit cross-legged in the air.Looking down thoughtfully, he suddenly laughed and said, "I don't know what Kou Wenxing and Chen Jing are now. They are the hope of my Changshengzong for the future. I would like to take care of them."

The old man with all white hair and beard flicked his hand, and there was a water mirror-like light and shadow in front of him, but it was much clearer than the water mirror and other spells, and even clearer than the light curtain of the battle beast.

However, the person who appeared in the light curtain in front of him was not one of the Longevity Shuanglong, nor was he even a member of the Longevity Sect at all.But Wang Chao and Ying Qiang!

The image of Ying Qiang is not bad. Although the battle is hard, but he maintains a consistent demeanor, Wang Chao is bloody, and the sword in his hand is also broken!

Their enemy is a yellow-scarf warrior. This yellow-scarf warrior holds a golden dragon halberd. His martial arts are exquisite. Although it is only the pinnacle of Tiangang, it has caused Ying Qiang and Wang Chao to suffer.

The void in Ying Qiang's hand made a clank whisper, just like the master's mood, seemingly unwilling, but helpless.

The Sword Art of Tribulation Void is the most capable of incurring calamity, and it is also the most capable of resolving calamity. It is known as: One calamity, one luck, one magical power!Practicing this sword technique, every time you encounter a calamity and resolve it, you can feel a talented bloodline supernatural power.

Ying Qiang was rescued four times by Wang Chao, and the Jiexu sword technique had undergone a transformation, and a magical power had been born, but there was still no way to change the despair of the two.

The yellow turban warrior took a step forward suddenly, but the golden dragon halberd in his hand turned from the most impossible direction, bypassing Wang Chao in front of him, and pointed directly at the briar in his hand.

As the master sister of Dongxuan Sect, Ying Qiang's swordsmanship among her peers is naturally first-class and powerful. She shakes the void in her hand and uses calamity to enter the sword. Each sword gives rise to the air of nothingness, intangible and intangible. Color, everything is destroyed, and the golden dragon halberd is standing by.

However, the surging power and sheer power from the Golden Dragon Halberd made the Jie Void Sword Technique insoluble, and Ying Qiang couldn't help but snorted and spouted a mouthful of blood.

Before every hard shake, Wang Chao carried Ying Qiang over. This was the first time she had picked up the golden dragon halberd of the Yellow Turban Warrior.

Ying Qiang did not expect that the strength of this yellow-turbaned man was so powerful, completely beyond her expectation, only then knew how much pressure her boyfriend had shared for her.

The mana of the British Rose mobilized, stimulating a new awakening magical power, his body shape was blurred, and he suddenly grabbed it, and a sword pointed at a joint of the yellow turban warrior.

It's just that Ying Qiang's sword didn't damage the yellow-turbaned warrior. It suffered a sword from the joint, and it was only slightly sluggish, so it was fine.

Wang Chao forcibly suppressed the injury, and laughed in a low voice: "Ying Qiang! You still can't make it, I'll change it!"

He gently lifted the broken sword in his hand, and it seemed to be awkwardly slashing it straight, but the yellow turban warrior was more vigilant than the spirit soldier and the swordsmanship facing Ying Qiang. He actually crossed the golden dragon halberd on his chest. Defensive posture.(To be continued.)