Immortal life from eternal life by leek flower pickle

The return to the ruins this time gained a lot, not only condensed true qi, stepped into the second level of the Divine Power Secret Realm, but also harvested four treasure weapons, a large number of spirit weapons, elixirs and the like, although it was extremely dangerous, but the final harvest was extremely gratifying.

Xuandu above all the way could not hide the happiness on his face, when he went out, he was still a poor bastard, his pockets were cleaner than his face, and he directly became a rich man after returning.

Sure enough, horses have no night grass and no fat, and people have no windfall wealth and no wealth!

However, it also made Fang Xuan feel the cruelty of the cultivation world, whether you are a scattered cultivation disciple or a famous sect, if you are not careful, you will die and disappear, and a hundred years of hard practice will come to naught.

Prudence, prudence, prudence.

You must not hesitate when it is time to attack, but you must not wave.

“Big sister, after you return to the sect, you won’t go home after you are promoted to a true disciple!” Fang Xuandao.

Fang Qingxue thought for a moment and nodded: “Fortunately, after dealing with the trivial matters of red dust, I concentrated on seeking the Dao, although the divine power can do things that ordinary people can’t do, but this life span is not of great benefit, only by stepping into the secret realm of immortality, becoming an ancient giant, can you sit and watch the clouds rise and fall, the real escape, Fang Xuan, you and I are half-fathers, blood is connected, it is rare to have such a Taoist friend who works hand in hand on the road of cultivation, I hope that at the end of the practice, you can still see our figures.”

Fang Xuan was also overwhelmed by Fang Qingxue’s words, and said loudly: “Don’t worry, big sister, who is the peak at the end of the fairy road, I also want to go and see.”

The two looked at each other and smiled heartily.

The “Sky Flying Shuttle” is not flying fast, otherwise it consumes too much mana, but even so, with the speed of the treasure weapon, it is getting closer and closer to the Feather Immortal Mountain in just one day. With

mountains under his feet and a blue sky overhead, Fang Xuan sat cross-kneeled on the top of the “Sky Flying Shuttle” and quietly enjoyed the beautiful scenery in front of him.

At this moment, suddenly, in the opposite mountain, several shocking black qi rose up into the sky like wolf smoke, forming seven pillars of smoke, as if they were about to smash the sky.

In this thick pitch-black pillar of smoke, countless pitch-black smokes condensed into hideous faces, as if opening the door to the demon world.

The seven pillars of wolf smoke firmly blocked the “Sky Flying Shuttle”, and a black smoke flew out, condensing into a terrifying face the size of a door panel, and Fei also pounced, opening the blood basin and mouth, and wanted to fly into the air.

The mouth opened its teeth deeply, and even faintly made a sound in the wind, the devil’s sneer.

The wind in the sky, the strong air flow even blows away people, let alone smoke, but this smoke is always dispersed, as if it is really a devil.

“Not good, hide quickly.”

Fang Xuan urged the “Sky Flying Sky Shuttle” with all his strength, dodging the grimaces that came from this point.

“Fang Xuan, be careful, the surroundings have been blocked by the formation, go down.” Fang Qingxue Road.

“Good.”

The direction of the “Sky Flying Shuttle” turned, as if falling, towards the ground.

Fang Xuan was also angry in his heart, this place was close to the Feather Immortal Mountain, he didn’t expect to be intercepted, it was really uncle who could endure, and his aunt could not bear it.

Unexpectedly, there were already people waiting on the ground, and one of them was still Fang Xuan’s acquaintance.

“It’s you, Hara Jiankong.” Fang Xuan said unexpectedly.

“Fang! Black! Yuan Jiankong said resentfully. Yuan Jiankong

also looked at Fang Xuan with a resentful face, after the failure of the mountain and river list, the name “Yuan Jiankong” has become synonymous with waste, how glorious it was before, how shameful it is now, all the inner disciples everywhere they pass are pointing behind their backs, and the junior disciples and sisters who used to be flattering have disdained him.

Even Senior Brother Lingxiao had already given up on him and did not allow himself to step into Lingxiao Peak again.

Without the pouring of Lingxiao Peak resources, it would be difficult to step into the Divine Power Secret Realm. And all this was caused by this beast in front of him, all because of him, if it weren’t for the fact that he himself

was still a disciple of the Mountain and River List, if he himself was still being paid attention to by Senior Brother Lingxiao, if it weren’t for the fact that he himself had already stepped into the secret realm of divine power and became a true disciple.

These days, Yuan Jiankong’s heart is like being bitten by a poisonous snake every day, bitter and resentful, and he can’t wait to crush Fang Xuan, a beast, into thousands of pieces, and put his soul in the yin fire to burn for thousands of years, in order to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

“Gee, I didn’t expect to meet a beauty, but it’s a pity that the red pink prince didn’t come, and he didn’t suffer it.”

Beside him stood a young man dressed in black with a gloomy face, and a dark green gourd hanging from his waist, thick black smoke burst out from the gourd, and the seven black pillars that shrouded him were emitted from his gourd.

Fang Qingxue’s voice was cold: “Demon Qi? Are you from the Demon Gate?

The young man smiled grimly and said, “Not bad, Demon God Sect King Mo Lin.”

Fang Xuan was stunned in his heart, and subconsciously said: “‘Sky Wolf Little Real Man’ Wang Molin?

Fang Xuan was also extremely familiar with this name, and on the reward list of the Feather Gate, this person’s name hung on it all year round. A

true disciple of the Demon God Sect, who has the treasure weapon Seven Evil Gourds, his shot is very spicy, once in order to refine magic weapons, slaughtering hundreds of thousands of living beings in a city, although he has not refined into the Divine Power Secret Realm, but with the blessing of the Treasure Weapon Seven Evil Gourds, the masters of the Divine Power Triple cannot kill him. Many

disciples of the Ten Gates of the Immortal Dao had folded in his hands, and in the list of Feather Gates, as long as he took his head, he could exchange it for a “Yin Yang Pill”.

The value is not small.

Fang Xuan looked at Yuan Jiankong with an ugly face and said, “Yuan Jiankong, as a disciple of the Feather Transformation Sect, you actually got together with the people of the Demon God Sect to rob and kill me, so you are not afraid that the sect elder will draw your soul.”

“Hey, hey, smoked the snatch? As long as it can kill you, even if it is a soul drawn, why not? It is because of you, the beast, who took everything from me, I can’t wait to gnaw your flesh, drink your blood, put your soul on the yin fire, and burn it for ten thousand years to relieve the hatred in my heart. Yuan Jiankong’s face was full of resentment.

“Yuan Jiankong, don’t talk so much nonsense, this place is too close to the Feather Gate, quickly kill the two of them, if the Feather Gate Elder arrives, it will be difficult for you and me to escape.” Wang Molin said coldly.

Yuan Jiankong no longer spoke, activated the magic robe on his body, surrounded it with a green light suspended in the air, and the silver snake sword in his hand waved, turning into a silver snake the thickness of an arm, and slammed out towards Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan sneered, “I still haven’t grown after so long, a waste.” With a sound of waste, it

was as if it had reached seven inches, the original sword trembled all over, and with a roar, the speed of the silver snake sword increased by three points out of thin air.

“Fang Xuan, you deserve to die.”

Fang Xuanjian flicked his finger, and Xuanjin sword qi flew out from between his fingers, dozens of feet long, as wide as a door panel, containing a deep sharpness.