Proud Evil God Concubine

Chapter 32 The Boy in White ([-])

If ordinary people cannot practice spiritual cultivation, their longest life expectancy is only one hundred years old.As for the spiritual master, as the strength increases, the lifespan will also increase. When the strength reaches the sixth rank emperor spiritual master, he can reach the realm of immortality and have a lifespan of 1000 years!
But from ancient times to the present, in the entire Tianyuan Continent, there are very few Liao Liao who have reached the strength of the sixth-order imperial spirit master!
Huo Yu wanted to die at this moment, if this ordinary person died in case of accident or serious illness, then he would die with him.

God, this joke is too big!He is an ancient monster!woo woo woo...

Seeing Huo Yu's deflated appearance, Long Qingyue was in a good mood, this is the consequence of you biting your sister, telling you to bite!

The breath in the distance was getting closer and closer, Long Qingyue quickly hid the fire feather in the lavender ancient ring on her index finger, and at the same time, several figures appeared ten meters in front of Long Qingyue.

Long Qingyue took a closer look and saw all black shadows holding cold knives. The leader was a 17-year-old boy, dressed in a delicate and loose white robe, and a faint sense of oppression emanated from him.

On the white robe is embroidered with a magic staff with gold thread, and colorful phoenixes surround it, making it look beautiful.

The young man's eyebrows are picturesque, his facial features are as exquisite as if carved by a magic knife, his long and narrow eyes are slightly raised with an air of arrogance and coldness, and his dark pupils are as bright as stars, scorching and shining, dazzling his eyes.

Her black hair was casually draped over her back, and a small moon-shaped sapphire was tied between her forehead, adding a touch of evil charm to her handsome appearance.

It is obvious that the combination of the two styles is not only not abrupt in him, but on the contrary, it is vividly expressed.

This can't help but make Long Qingyue think of a word, angel and devil!

This boy is definitely not a bad guy.

The young man looked at Long Qingyue and narrowed his eyes slightly, a sharp edge flashed through his deep pupils, and his aura was a bit frightening.The surroundings were peaceful, so quiet that the sound of birdsong in the forest could be heard clearly, Long Qingyue felt a sense of crisis for the first time.

I don't know if they have noticed that Huo Yu is on her body. If she makes a move, with her skill, she will undoubtedly lose.These dozens of black-clothed spiritual masters can be seen as true spiritual masters at a glance.And the strength of this young man is even more unfathomable!
Who is he?
Not only is his own strength unfathomable, but even the subordinates around him are all first-class powerhouses. I am afraid that there are not many such forces in the Tianyuan Continent.

A strong person at the level of a silent spirit master can be regarded as a first-class master in Tianyuan Continent. Even if he is a first-class master, he will be recruited by those big countries, families or sects, and they will all have some good treatment.There are relatively few holy spirit masters, so those who can become holy spirit masters are all strong ones, and they all have a place in the Tianyuan Continent, because they are only one level away from the sixth-level imperial spirit masters.

The imperial spiritual master is the goal of countless spiritual masters, because as long as the imperial spiritual master reaches the sixth rank, he will have the ability to fly in the sky, allowing him to roam in the sky and the earth!
Under the light yellow afterglow, the girl was wearing a tight dress, which perfectly outlined her exquisite and graceful figure.

A few strands of hair stick to the temples, eyebrows like distant black, skin like creamy fat, like lotus out of water, attracting the young man's eyes.The young man seemed to feel the surprised eyes of the black-clothed spiritual masters behind him, his brows were slightly frowned, and he felt uncomfortable, as if someone had stolen a sip of his treasured wine.

Just when Long Qingyue was a little worried, the young man waved his hand, and the dozen or so black-clothed spiritual masters beside him disappeared instantly.

The young man walked forward, his movements were elegant and noble, like a god, the light moon sapphire between his foreheads exuded a faint luster under the shallow halo.

(End of this chapter)