Fantasy Data Villain

Even though he already had the memory and impression of this girl in his heart, it still made him speechless.

Three thousand blue silk hangs down, and the eyes are bright, shining like stars. There is no strange feeling, but there is a strange perfection. From this, it can be seen that this girl's pupils are not ordinary.

His lips were bright red, his skin was as white as jade, and he was wearing a cyan robe. On the robe, there was a phoenix pattern embroidered on it. Coupled with those bright eyes like the stars, it exuded an extremely luxurious majesty.

"Duan Lingxin!"

This girl is the daughter of the head of Tongxuanmen, and she is also a domineering young lady.

It can be seen from the breath that her body exudes all the time, every behavior of this young lady is showing her boundless extravagance.

Duan Lingxin saw Ling Tianyu, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"These eyes are so annoying."

It felt like he was being scanned from top to bottom by something, which made Ling Tianyu feel very uncomfortable.

He knew about these eyes, and the reason why this girl was of the same age as him was because of these eyes.

The moment this woman was born, because of her eye problem, the head of Tongxuanmen opened a small world and stopped all the time in it. Only after the eyes were completely integrated, did she take her out and grow up naturally. , that year was also the year Ling Tianyu was born.

Every time he thinks of this, he thinks of the old ancestor who was rumored to be stronger than the head of Tongxuanmen.

Ghosts know how perverted such an existence is.

It can also be seen from this how the eyes are against the sky, completely unaffected by the rules of time.

Being swept up and down by these eyes, Ling Tianyu was not the type to accept passively.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the Xuantian Sword Canon was secretly transported in his heart, and a sword intent, through his eyes, looked at the girl.

After a moment.

Duan Lingxin closed her eyes gently, turned around, and a glittering tear flashed across her eyes.

Ling Tianyu did not change in the slightest. He came to the last futon, looked at a few people who were still fighting, smiled lightly, and looked like he was about to draw his sword.

Seeing his actions, several people, including Xu Tianshen, who were still competing, immediately retreated in a panic.

Ling Tianyu then sat on the futon, and then there was a sound of reminders that he didn't know what could be considered a system.

One after another experience point plus a crazy pass into his ears.

Chapter [-], I will break it all by myself (seeking collections and flowers)

This kind of situation surprised Ling Tianyu himself, he just found it interesting to grab this futon.

Is there such an effect?

Hearing the prompting sound of experience point plus one in his ears, he didn't feel upset at all, but the more he listened, the happier he became. These are all cultivation realms.

However, this thing is not very reliable, after adding more than [-] points, it will not be added.

This made him a little regretful, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.

Two hundred points is not bad. Looking at the system panel in his eyes, he added 800 experience points to the three thousand seals of the sky.

Then, looking at his luxurious information, a smile appeared on his face.

"Host: Ling Tianyu

Cultivation: The Great Perfection of Returning Yuanjing (159999/160000)

Talent: Sword Heart Psychic lv4

Technique: Tongxuan Baojian lv4 (1599/1600)

Xuantian Sword Canon lv4

Three thousand seals of the capital lv4

Constitution: None (Absolutely digitized.)

Binding magic weapon: Tong Xuan sword (upgradeable.)

Experience Points: 15. "

As long as he wants this data, he can break into the fairyland at any time.

This generation of Tongxuanmen disciples has not yet appeared in a fairyland, which is why he said that the Tongxuanmen disciples are somewhat green and yellow.

Other sects have more or less one or two evildoers who have broken through.

But Tongxuanmen has never been broken through, and I don't know why.

It's a joke to say it's to make room for the protagonist.

Just a little bit of his self-joking.

As for why not break through now?

Cough cough, thinking about the indistinguishability of the opponent's fight with him, suddenly he smiled disdainfully, and then his momentum skyrocketed. It's a bit cool to think about this scene.

Everyone quieted down and sat on the futon.

Waiting quietly to reach the destination.