Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

Yun Lin's face turned red and his blood surged. He pointed at her and was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Qingjiang's face didn't look good either. He didn't expect Luo Qingyan to be in the immortal realm after going to the Seven Star Tower. She was worthy of being Qingfeng's disciple who cultivated monsters!

He knew that Qingyan and Qingfeng had been hiding their strength. As for the specific height of Qingfeng's cultivation, even the head of Qingyan didn't know, but it was definitely not just the Immortal Emperor realm.

What he said before about being in seclusion in order to protect his apprentice from serious injuries was, in his opinion, just an excuse to practice.

Qingfeng once made a big fuss in the Taixu Realm in the sky, pulled out the beards of several gods, and provoked a joint pursuit by those who had crossed the divine realm. He had heard all these things mentioned to him by his senior brother.

No one believes that he is a weakling!

Now it seems that I am the only one who can barely compete with Luo Qingyan. I didn't expect that the speed of her cultivation is so terrifying. The three of them are not as high as her. It is really a bit tricky.

If he had known that her cultivation talent was so high, he should have snatched Luo Qingyan away and taken her as his disciple on the day she accepted him as a disciple. Now she has offended her, but it seems that she was assigned to his disciple at that time. It was because she was happy for He Baifeng. I gave her up to Qingfeng. Now that I think about it, I really shot myself in the foot!

At this moment, Qingjiang had the urge to slap himself in the mouth.

"I didn't expect that Master Yun has already reached the realm of the Holy Emperor. I admire him so much!"

Luo Qingyan raised her eyebrows playfully, so it turns out that Zhongming Tower is not as good as Yunqi Palace? It makes sense to think about it, Zhongminglou is in the business of killing people, and has a lot of dealings with the court and the world, but it puts very little energy into cultivating immortals.

Fortunately, she still felt like she was facing a formidable enemy. After a long time of doing this, she was like a tiger falling out of the flock...

Yi Zilong didn't know why. He was not mocking, but he was telling the truth, because he himself was in the Holy Spirit realm, two realms lower than Yun Lin. Young leaders like him and Yun Lin could cultivate to the Holy Spirit realm. Realm and Saint Emperor Realm are already considered very awesome existences.

Qingjiang glared at Yi Zilong and cursed an idiot in his heart.

No one can point it out, he can only do it himself!

"Obstacle! Today, this elder will replace the head brother to clean up the door of Fanyin Palace!"

His heart skipped a beat, his hands shook, and two sharp hooks appeared in each hand, about half as long as Luo Qingyan's arm!

Yingying couldn't help but frowned when she saw the pair of hooks. His pair of purple and gold tiger-head hooks were middle-grade immortal weapons. They were obtained by Qingjiang when he seized the spiritual treasure of her Yudie clan.

Coupled with spiritual power, as long as the enemy has a wound, this hook can draw out the enemy's soul from the wound! It's a very terrifying magic weapon.

Yun Lin's face turned red, whether from shame or anger. He also glared at Yi Zilong and attacked Yingying again!

joke! If this witch was allowed to act recklessly again, all his disciples in Yunqi Palace would be dead. How could he be the only commander left to survive? ! She must be stopped!

Yi Zilong, who was stared at by the two people, was confused. What? ? ? Is it wrong to praise him? ? ?

One beats the witch, the other beats Luo Qingyan, what about him? Should he save his disciples or go to help first? Yi Zilong looked at the sultry bird on the ground with a dark face, and decided to help Qingjiang fight Luo Qingyan.

The Qingshuang Bingyue Sword is attached to the Samadhi True Fire, with a white cold air flying up and down like a light spiritual snake.

Qingjiang's eyes were stern, and he left no room for his attacks. He would take half his life even if he was not dead with one hit.

After dozens of moves, Qingjiang increased the strength on his hands.

"Hoohoo!"

The long hook comes with a sound of breaking through the air!

"From now on, the only genius in Fanyin Palace is my disciple He Baifeng! And you will disappear from this world forever!"

He smiled sinisterly.