I have a system and I cultivate immortality

Darkness is like ink.

The cold wind howled, rolling up heavy and oppressive dark clouds.

A few drops of cold raindrops fell with the wind and landed on Ye Yao's cheek, giving off a hint of coolness.

He lay on Mei Ji's slender and smooth thighs, holding a white jade wine glass in his hand, and said with a smile: "They say that I am a flower in front of the moon and under the moon, there is wind, flowers, snow and moon, but there is no moon tonight, only heavy rain."

call.

A strong wind suddenly rose.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and a blazing white lightning cut through the night sky, illuminating the night like day.

"Pour wine."

Ye Yao asked Mei Ji to pour the wine. He squinted his eyes, looked at the billowing black clouds, and said with a smile: "Qinghe, the dimly lit night scene has disappeared, right?"

Qinghe held an oil-paper umbrella to block the raindrops from Ye Yao.

The gauze on her body danced with the wind, and there was a slight smile on her peerless and charming face, and she said: "The night is getting darker, and it will soon be midnight. Where can there be dim lights?"

boom!

Suddenly, a thunder exploded in the sky, disrupting this moment of silence.

Crash.

The heavy rain poured down, and dense rain lines formed a series, falling from the sky and falling into the mortal world.

Mei Ji stood up slowly, held up the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and blocked the fine wine in front of Ye Yao.

Right now.

An extremely cold aura emerged over the Zhennan Prince's Mansion.

With a strong bloodthirsty murderous aura, the raindrops fell, covering the entire Zhennan Palace.

In the sky, an old man in black came through the air.

The aura all over his body was extremely cold. He jumped hundreds of feet in the air and landed on the pavilion opposite Ye Yao in the blink of an eye.

"Jie Jie Jie, I didn't expect that there is such a beautiful girl in Zhennan Palace."

There was a faint light in the eyes of the old man Xiaoyao.

He looked at the slim bodies of Mei Ji and Qing He, and couldn't help but lick his lips, exuding a lewd laugh.

Ye Yao calmly held Qing He's waist, picked up a glass of wine, drank it down, and said leisurely: "Old Xiaoyao, I've been waiting for you here for a long time, you old... are really not on time! "

"Ye Yao!"

The murderous aura in the old man Xiaoyao suddenly shook, forming a terrifying strong wind that dispersed the pouring rain all around.

His expression was extremely cold, with a hint of ferocity on his face, and he gritted his teeth and said: "My disciple did something wrong, and you actually killed him!"

Rumble!

The thunder was deafening.

Ye Yao raised his eyes slightly, his tone was strong and domineering, and he said disdainfully: "If you offend me, he will die!

In this world, I don’t even care about the king, so why am I afraid of your disciple?

If the direct disciples of the four major sects are in my hands, I will still kill him, so who is he?

Even the Supreme Elder of the Xuelan Sect doesn't dare to yell at me in front of me. Where did you get the courage? "

At this moment.

Ye Yao hunted in white, he stood there motionless.

Set against the rumbling thunder, it was like banishing an immortal.

"Hahahaha, I, the old man Xiaoyao, have killed countless children from aristocratic families throughout my life. Do you think I will be afraid of you?"

The happy old man looked up to the sky and laughed.

However, he looked around very carefully.

After all, if King Zhennan was here, he could be cut in half with just one sword.

"I don't know who gave you the courage."

Ye Yao smiled softly and said quietly: "King Zhennan is in retreat, so don't look for him!

Here, I am enough to kill you!

After all, you are just a clown! Kill at will! "

The domineering and arrogant words were loud and sonorous.

The heavy rain poured down, soaking Ye Yao's clothes.

He stood there with a pair of deep and sharp eyes, looking at the old man Xiaoyao above the pavilion, and said disdainfully: "Old man Xiaoyao, tonight is your death day, believe it or not!"

"Insanity!"

The happy old man was furious.

The vitality in his body was as vast as the sea, and terrifying.

An extremely sinister aura flowed from his body, covering all directions.

There was a faint light in the eyes of the old man Xiaoyao, like a bloodthirsty wolf.

"Since King Zhennan is in seclusion, I will teach you, the second generation ancestor, a lesson for him today!"

hum!

An extremely scarlet sword light, like the Milky Way, fell from the sky.

The overwhelming evil energy also enveloped the sky.

The sword light was cold and contained extremely terrifying murderous intent, locking Ye Yao firmly.

With one strike of the sword, the heaven and earth shook violently.

At this moment.

Like a boiling sea of ​​blood, surging.

Under Old Man Xiaoyao's sword, which contained a strong murderous aura, its power was unparalleled and had the potential to overturn the world.

"Old..., this young master is waiting for you!"

Ye Yao raised his eyes lightly and glanced at Old Man Xiaoyao, the disdain in his eyes became even stronger.

So what if he reaches the peak of spiritual transformation!

This is the Zhennan Palace, and it will definitely make you never come back!

Ye Yao narrowed his eyes slightly, jumped into the air.

"In that case, I'm going to show you how strong this happy old man you are today!"

With a long roar, the sword light tore through the sky.

next moment.

The energy and blood all over Ye Yao's body shook in all directions, and his body was like a blue dragon, erupting with terrifying momentum.

"Raging thunder in the sky!"

Rumble.

Above the sky, the thunder was blazing all over the sky.

Thunder and lightning fell from the sky one after another, like divine chains of order, destroying the sinister blood.

Ye Yao is like a god of thunder coming to the world.

He was holding the Dragon Abyss Broken Sword and stepping on the divine thunder, and his aura was rising steadily.

"I hold the wrathful thunder in my palm, and I should sweep away the evil in the world!

Old man Xiaoyao, go to hell! "

boom!

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder was so bright that it shocked the whole world.

The sky was straight up, and the rolling thunder and lightning was like an angry dragon. Under the tug of Ye Yao, it exploded with a powerful blow.

boom!

The thunder light collided with the bloody sword light, causing a deafening muffled sound.

The two terrifying energies intertwined and destroyed all the rockeries and floor tiles in the courtyard of Zhennan Palace.

Even several houses collapsed in an instant and turned into ashes all over the sky.

"As expected, you can master thunder!"

The old man Xiaoyao's voice was hoarse, and the murderous look on his face did not diminish at all.

He held a blood-red long sword, stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and said with a ferocious smile: "You can possess such magical powers at such a young age, and you are worthy of being the son of King Zhennan!

But soon, you will die by my sword! "

The old man Xiaoyao's voice suddenly rose in pitch.

The bloody sword in his hand flipped over, and a billowing scarlet blood shot into the sky.

"Death to me!"

Zheng!

With one strike of the sword, torrential waves of blood rolled, accompanied by terrifying pressure, shocking the sky.

The vast and endless sea of ​​blood followed the roar of the sword light.

Like a tsunami crashing onto the shore, a terrifying momentum filled the entire wasteland.

The powerful man at the peak of his spiritual transformation was furious and crushed all around.

With this sword, Ye Yao felt a strong death threat.

Under the temptation of that sword, Old Man Xiaoyao finally used his killing move!

He wants to kill Ye Yao with one sword!

To avenge the murder of his disciples!

"Ding, the system prompts! The host has no strength to resist Old Man Xiaoyao's most powerful blow, please retreat quickly!"

Facing the silent reminder, an indifferent smile appeared on the corner of Ye Yao's mouth.

The white shirt on his body was flying, and he was calm and composed.

"Let me see how powerful you, a strong man at the peak of spiritual transformation, are!"

Zheng!

The sword light came to the dust, and Ye Yao waved the Long Yuan Broken Sword in his hand, a look of madness appeared on his face.

He wants to go head-to-head with Old Man Xiaoyao!

One sword shocks the wind and clouds!

In the heavy rain, Ye Yao wielded a shocking sword and struck it directly from the sky.

This scene completely shocked everyone.

Deep in the Zhennan Palace, Qiu Ya and others had a look of disbelief on their faces.

What on earth is Ye Yao going to do!

"Son!"

Qinghe and Meiji's pretty faces changed.

Both of them jumped into the sky in unison, their clothes and belts fluttering, like flying immortals from the sky, trying to stop Ye Yao's crazy move.

Suddenly.

Deep in Zhennan Palace, Qiu Ya bit her red lips secretly, and a large area of ​​purple light bloomed on her body, releasing terrifying energy.

Her tone was cold, a trace of anger flashed across her pretty face, and she shouted: "Start the Void Formation for me!"