Little junior sister, she cried in the world of cultivating immortals

Although I think such rumors are somewhat false, after all, how could a Daluo Jinxian invite himself into the Void Forbidden Land because of these words.

In fact, some monks felt that there might be something wrong within the Eight Immortal Palaces, or that the palace owner was being targeted by someone.

But these things have no basis and no one dares to speak out.

Lu Qingye's thoughts were racing in his memory.

Taiyin and Yeshi actually met in a secret realm.

It was an inheritance place left behind when Ye Shi had not yet ascended into the fairy world, and there was a trace of her distraction there.

It was also there that Ye Shi met Tai Yin, who was young but brave and diligent and willing to shoulder the responsibility of going to the Han Palace.

From then on, the relationship between the two of them was established.

"Such a flashy and prosperous world of cultivating immortals has entered a state of corruption and decline."

Jiuji touched his heart, and there... there was also the inheritance of the demon clan that he had obtained in the burial ground...

Yuanze also fell silent for a rare moment.

Has it turned out that the demon clan has been defeated so far?

The way Yun Zheng looked at Lu Qingye was somewhat regretful.

The soul master born in this situation is destined to fight bloody battles.

Lu Qingye closed his eyes, raised his eyes again, and looked at Yun Zheng seriously.

"Senior, I can find the Soul-Reviving Flower, and I can also use the Law of Reincarnation to assist you in reviving the fairy, but please protect me and open a bloody path in this secret realm!"

Yun Zheng suddenly raised his head and looked at her.

"You... are the reincarnation soul master?"

As far as he knows, there can only be one law with the same origin in the world...

If she is the reincarnated soul master, then who is in the spiritual realm and soul realm?

Did something really go wrong with that soul master and die?

Or is the person in front of her her? !

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The black iron chain was blown up by the strong wind, and the sound carried far away with the wind.

Yun Zheng stood in the bloody road with a huge black crystal coffin on his back.

"kill!"

"puff!"

Blood spattered and dyed Lu Qingye's eyes red.

The glass light sword in his hand had already turned dark red. Soul power and spiritual power were mixed together, and Lu Qingye looked particularly charming at this moment.

She was covered in blood and had wounds all over her body.

"Lu Qingye!"

The head monk's eyes were about to burst, and he wished he could kill Lu Qingye on the spot!

Peel off her skin and beat her muscles! But when their eyes fell on Yun Zheng not far behind Lu Qingye, the eyes of several monks were full of fear.

How could Yun Zheng get involved with this lower spiritual realm monk? !

Lu Qingye didn't talk nonsense to them. At this moment, she was like an emotionless killing machine.

In the fusion area, she chose the most direct way to improve her cultivation!

Improve yourself in the fight!

Risk your life!

"Pfft!"

After being stabbed in the abdomen again, Lu Qingye raised his eyes, grabbed the scimitar, and pulled hard.

Blood flowed all over the ground, and the monk's figure moved forward due to inertia.

Soul power exploded in the glass sword.

The blood-red sword pierced the monk's chest.

A strong wind rose, sending up icy cold air all over the sky.

Lu Qingye bent over slightly, his eyes full of killing.

Yun Zheng looked at such a female cultivator and was momentarily distracted.

There are many monks in the world of immortality. Each one has his or her own story and something they are obsessed with.

What is she... obsessed with again? What are you fighting for?

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Blood splattered and Lu Qingye's breathing was a little heavy, but she did not retreat.

The spiritual power and soul power in Dantian have reached the extreme.

Jiuji and Yuanze, who were not far away, had already become jealous.

Xiaojiu treated their wounds silently. (End of chapter)