"I have lived for nearly 10,000 years, and Shouyuan is coming to an end, so in the past thousand years, I basically don't do anything, and I don't ask any about the Tianheng Sect, I concentrate on cultivation, and the emperor lives up to his heart, three months ago, I broke through to the realm of immortality, and Shouyuan has grown to hundreds of thousands of years at once, so to speak, if there is no accident, I can live forever and endlessly!"

Fang Qingye said in a deep voice: "When there is no shackles of Shouyuan, I have enough time and energy to do other things, otherwise, this trip to Fenghai City from the Tianheng Sect, I will not come with me!"

As soon as Fang Qingye's words came out, the happiest and most excited was Yao Hekun.

Sect Master Taishang has broken through and lived forever, and he has more time to manage Gu Tianhengzong!!

A second-rate sect, if you add an immortal realm powerhouse, at least within the Linyu Empire, can almost become a first-class force.

"So, my choice is right!" Su Ling smiled coldly.

Fortunately, he was cautious and did not ignore Fang Qingye.

Otherwise, Fang Qingye suddenly made a move at a critical moment, and the consequences would be serious.

"The choice is right, but this right choice can only promote you to take a step towards the death line earlier!" Fang Qingye's voice was a little louder.

His originally withered, quiet aura suddenly changed slightly.

This small change is life, from dead to alive, like the revival of all things.

Everyone could faintly feel that in Fang Qingye's body, all the blood, Xuan Qi, bones, flesh and skin, etc., were all created from nothing.

In the next second, Fang Qingye had an extra knife in his hand.

This knife is a scimitar, not long or wide, and it looks ordinary......

But being held in Fang Qingye's hand gave everyone an extremely dangerous aura, he and this knife seemed to be one and the same, and they were completely compatible.

"Old friend, I haven't drunk blood for nearly a thousand years, I can feel your desire!" Fang Qingye stared at the knife in his hand faintly, as if he was looking at his own child.

Then, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at Su Ling: "My knife is called Luoquan, remember its name, and you will die under its blade!"

"Your words, a lot!" Su Ling said quietly.

From beginning to end, there was no change in mood.

Even in the face of Fang Qingye, a powerhouse in the immortal realm, this is still the case.

That hard, solid state of mind moved many people present......

A powerhouse in the middle of the Tianzun Realm can stand in the face of an old monster in the Immortal Realm, it can be regarded as firm-minded, right?

"Su Ling, today, even if you die, you can be regarded as famous!" Lin Tiangao muttered to himself, and couldn't help but glance at his daughter secretly: "It's just a pity Ziyu, she clearly likes Su Ling you, but she wants to see you die in front of her eyes, daughter! Shengfeng Da 6 is like this, cruel to the extreme, no matter how good a genius is, when he has not grown up thoroughly, he is only a genius, not a strong one!!"

Lin Tiangao is powerless.

The three words of immortal realm had already completely crushed the last glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Young man, you strike first!"

Fang Qingye said lightly, the scimitar in his hand was sliding gently, and there was dark blue Xuan Qi on the blade, and those wisps of Xuan Qi were actually in the form of a blade, which looked very, very terrifying.

is a good Fang Qingye, but the control of Xuan Qi has reached such a point, immortal realm, terrifying!

"Okay!" where would Su Ling refuse?

In his world, there are two types of battles, one won and one lost.

As long as you can win, it doesn't matter what you have or face.

It's good to strike first.

The next second.

Su Ling held the nameless sword!!

Facing Fang Qingye, he would not look down on him a little.

He knew that as long as he was a little bit distracted, he might die.

The powerhouses of the Immortal Realm are definitely not comparable to the powerhouses of the Realm Realm and the Cave Void Realm.

Su Ling stared at Fang Qingye, staring tightly.

In the body, the Xuan Qi was surging, violently collapsing, and a steady stream of surging into the nameless sword......

The Nameless Sword also seemed to feel Su Ling's solemnity and excitement, and trembled faintly.

"Die!" Instead, Su Ling's eyeholes shrank suddenly, his wrist flicked, and a sword flew out.

"Whoa......

The sword is blood-colored, as demonic and beautiful as blood, almost substantial, accumulating into the air, and the air around the sword is almost annihilated.

The whole world seemed to be left with only that blood-colored sword.

Moreover, the sword light is moving, and the superposition of sword shadows can be faintly seen.

There are about six hundred sword shadows!!

"Very amazing sword cultivation talent!" Fang Qingye muttered to himself, a little appreciative, but that is, just appreciation.

Soon.

When the sword came to Fang Qingye's body, there was only about one meter left.

That's when it happened.

The scimitar that had been floating in Fang Qingye's hand rotated abruptly, bringing a dark blue headwind.

The small, clear blade-shaped aura that swirled around the scimitar quickly condensed.

With just one breath, it condensed into a large sword.

The knife mang, wrapped the scimitar tightly.

Suddenly.

Fang Qingye's hand let go!!

The scimitar suddenly broke away from Fang Qingye's hand at the same time.

The dark blue eyes were scorching, rushing into the air, like a giant dragon entering the sea, and an extremely frenzied aura permeated the four directions......

Around, almost everyone's faces changed drastically, and they subconsciously opened the Xuanqi Gang Shield, in order to resist the momentum from the scimitar, and their eyes were frightened and extremely frightened.

"Hiss ......" In an instant, the blue scimitar sank into the middle of Su Ling's sword, bringing out a piercing roar, like a roar under the serious injury of a demon beast, giving people an extremely depressed feeling.

And as the piercing sound fluctuated, it was clearly visible that the blue scimitar seemed to be still, entangled with the blood-colored sword, rippling in the air, bursting with blue, blood-colored light.

The two rays of light are constantly intertwined and intertwined, and there is an alternative beauty.

But.

Repression!!!

The atmosphere was even more depressing.

"Burst!" After a moment, no one expected that suddenly, Fang Qingye raised his head and quietly spit out such a word.

Suddenly.

The blue light that had been swirling around the scimitar burst out at once!!

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

It seems that there is not much blue light, but it bursts out with amazing energy beyond imagination.

Then in the blink of an eye, the surrounding places within a few hundred meters were all blue.

Moreover!

It was clearly visible that with the explosion of blue light, Su Ling's sword rays, which had nearly six hundred sword shadows superimposed, turned into powder and were crushed into nothingness.

Then, in the blue air, the scimitar was like a moving fish, as if there was a spirit, and suddenly turned its head, and the degree of lightning moved towards Su Ling's body.