Cultivate your sister’s immortals

Mo Luoxue noticed Mo Yi’s gaze, she subconsciously frowned, she turned her head away from Mo Yi, and turned her gaze to the almost demon man in midair.

The man did not speak, he held a powerful long sword in his hand, the sword body was snow-white and sharp, just looking at the edge felt the feeling of the eyes being stung, the sunlight shining on the blade seemed to be cut open smoothly and neatly, this is a peerless good sword, and the person who uses the sword is a completely authentic sword fairy.

“Cheng Jingyu, what do you mean?” An indifferent voice suddenly sounded, which seemed harsh in the silence, but the crisp guttural sound was so pleasant.

The talker flew out of the crowd stranded on the lake, and she stepped on a piece of red satin, and the light satin dragged the woman steadily, and on top of the satin was a woman with a cute baby face. Although the woman’s appearance is slightly younger, her figure is extremely hot, and she looks like she has a strange beauty.

“…”, the man called Cheng Jingyu looked at the woman, and his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, “Fulfill the gambling contract and take the apprentice.” ”

“Bet?” The baby-faced woman wrapped in red and fiery clothes wondered.

“This boy has nothing to do with you.” Cheng Jingyu said softly, he raised his hand, and the tip of his sword shook his finger at Mo Yi.

Although Cheng Jingyu in mid-air did not have the slightest killing intent, the cold hairs all over Mo Yi’s body that were directed at by the tip of the long sword stood up! Being pointed at by the tip of Cheng Jingyu’s sword is like a sharp silver needle in front of his eyes, although he knows that the silver needle will not pierce down, but the pupils will still constrict, and his body is in a state of extreme tension.

Mo Yi’s physical instinct told him to run, run, danger, danger. Mo Yiqiang held back this discomfort, he looked directly at the man in mid-air, and the situation seemed strange now.

The baby-faced woman who was opposed to Cheng Jingyu sneered and said, “Since the Gudeng Immortal Conference is all Immortal Miao Selection Sect, everything is determined by Immortal Miao, you can only promote your own sect, but you can’t forcibly take people away… Do you dare not abide by the rules set by the Immortal Alliance? ”

Cheng Jingyu frowned, the delicate face like a knife carving showed a troublesome expression, Mo Yi felt that twenty-four hours a day, three hundred and sixty degrees to take a photo of this guy casually can be used as a mobile wallpaper, handsome to a realm is really stunning.

The baby-faced woman looked at Cheng Jingyu without being half distracted, she still treated each other coldly, the satin under her feet flashed with a low red light, it seemed that Cheng Jingyu was about to fight without giving an answer.

A trace of color flashed in Cheng Jingyu’s eyes, and he raised his sword and pointed directly at the baby-faced woman!

“You mean to fight?” The baby-faced woman was stunned for a moment, but after a moment, her whole body exploded!

“Growing so big, the old lady is still the first time she has been provoked, and I have always provoked others!” If you want to fight, come on! The baby-faced woman’s face sank, and she said word by word.

Mo Yi, who was watching, was stunned, what is this, the contrast is cute? I didn’t expect that the girl who looked so cute was actually so fierce, and I felt that I would not love anymore.

“Hmm.” Cheng Jingyu, who was floating in midair, said, he nodded and then raised his long sword!

Before the baby-faced woman could make a sound, the sword was glowed.

This sword is as thin as a cow’s hair, long enough to penetrate heaven and earth, sharp enough to cut through all things. Cheng Jingyu just raised his sword, and then swung his sword, there was no surging light, some were just sword intent that rushed into the sky and boundless bleakness.

“Really?!” The baby-faced woman was shocked, and her originally cute face was also discolored by fright, she didn’t expect this guy to be so unaware of the accident, and said that it didn’t mean to hit a little bit.

The sword has arrived, it is impossible to take it back, the baby-faced woman can only resist hard, she gritted her silver teeth and pinched out the magic decision with both hands, and the bright red satin under her feet suddenly lengthened, and then infinitely stretched and lengthened. In a few breaths, the silk satin that had originally been several meters covered the sky like a monstrous flood, and the sunlight shone through the satin and reflected the blood-red light on Mo Yi’s stunned face on the ground.

The sword slammed into the red satin that fluttered over, like a sharp blade that reached the sky and split a wide blood-red galaxy, and a completely different momentum and momentum were declared. The sword intent that embraces all hair satin and tears everything apart, they collide with each other to produce a huge momentum!

Is this the battle of immortal cultivators?

Mo Yi raised his head, the red satin covering the sky collided with Ling Xiao’s sword intent, and there was an invisible vibration at the place of contact, this picture had appeared in Mo Yi’s dream, although the specific dream was very different from this sky, but it was still similar. In the dream, as a spectator, he watched those with strange powers fight, and his blood was surging and he couldn’t wait to rush up to help.

But when he woke up, he sat up and bunked in a daze.

But now it’s different, it’s not a dream, it won’t wake up! The tingling sensation of the strong wind blowing on the face in the sky, the softness of the earth under your feet, the warmth of the satin sun shining on the skin! All this told Mo Yi that this was not a dream, he was standing in place at this moment!

I’ll come, I’ll see, and then it’s almost conquered.

Mo Yi laughed, and there were several people who were standing in the crowd with different faces and frightened white faces, with joy on their faces, and a desire for strength and fanaticism. Some people call them outliers, or geniuses, and they look at this scene of doom without fear or unease, but only with admiration and desire.

Is this an immortal cultivator, is this a power unimaginable to the world? Mo Yi felt that something was pleasing in his chest, as if he was about to break out of the cocoon, and he clenched his fists, as if he wanted to hold all the power and power in his hands.

Mo Luoxue held the hilt of the sword, her eyes also shining with longing, she felt the sword intent of the man in white, which was enough to cut everything – supreme sword Dao.

Suddenly, she had a choice.

The time for the sword and satin to collide was very short, it can be said that it ended in an instant, and at this moment, a seed called ‘longing’ was planted in the hearts of some people on the ground.

The sword is like a broken bamboo, cutting through the silk! Satin multiplies indefinitely, but it is useless! The sword cuts everything away! It doesn’t matter if it’s the mountains or the sea!

Soon the sword light arrived in front of the baby-faced woman, the baby-faced woman was pale, her eyes revealed incredulity, she did not expect that her defense was so vulnerable, so that she was about to fall now.

Jian Mang didn’t give her more time to think, but for a moment, Jian Mang skipped over the baby-faced woman’s body.

Mo Yi’s heart twitched, this kills? I didn’t expect that this long demon man actually had a decisive heart to kill.

The imaginary baby-faced woman split in two and turned into a piece of meat did not happen, and everyone present was stunned, they looked at Cheng Jingyu and the baby-faced woman floating in the air a little dazed.

For a moment, the baby-faced woman woke up from her panic, she gasped heavily, looked up at the man in white in front of her with an incredulous expression, “Cheng Jingyu… You’ve already stepped into that realm. ”

Cheng Jingyu, who was dressed in white, did not answer, and a breeze ruffled the corners of his clothes, and his face was indifferent.

“Accepted.” He said.