Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

The battle of the Penglai faction is indeed bigger.

When Bai Yunzhou arrived at the Hehuan Sect, it attracted almost everyone's attention. Although the young talents of the Penglai School are curious, everyone's attention is paid to the white crane flying in the end.

Amidst the many sights, the curtain in front of the flying flies swung to one side without wind, and a slender figure appeared from it.

Xuanweixianjun's clothes are snow-white, not stained with slender dust, his long hair is bound by a silver crown, star eyes and sword eyebrows, thin lips are slightly reddish, elegant and distant, and his whole body exudes a cold and lonely air, with a hint of a thousand years of sword repair Sense of sharpness.

This is very consistent with his reputation outside. Many people held their breath and did not dare to be disturbed, especially some female disciples, almost uncontrollably developing some admiration and admiration.

In the realm of cultivation, there are four schools of Taoist authentic sects, headed by Penglai, and the rest are Yingzhou School, who is good at pill talismans, Yaowanggu, who is good at medicine and poison, and Guanghan Palace, where almost all of them are female disciples. The largest of the neutral sects is the Hehuan Sect, and the remaining small sects are innumerable.

On the "Hundred Years of Heroes List" in the cultivation world, eight or nine out of ten are figures cultivated by major sects, but they are all righteous disciples. Since the fall of the demon sect of the blood river, the sect of the celestial demon has split into three factions, and it is difficult to unify for a thousand years. .

The female disciple of the Hehuan Sect has always been hot and straightforward. A glamorous female cultivator in a red dress and a sword saw her spring heart sprouting, and immediately asked: "Xuanwei Xianjun has not been a Taoist partner of the two. Is it too high, or is there any other reason?"

The companion on the side pushed her and said with a smile: "Haven't you heard that rumor?... Even if it is just a rumor, don't talk about the honorable seat, you may not even be worthy of the disciple under him."

The lady in red was quite unconvinced, and was about to refute, and then saw a man with blood in black clothes walking to Jiang Yinghe, whispering something, the lines are deep and handsome, and the blood eyes are quiet, she is so handsome in people's minds. .

The Hehuan disciple choked, and the retort in his mouth stopped abruptly, and then he saw a young man with gray hair and gray eyes approaching him. There was an unstoppable feeling in the corners of his eyebrows and his eyes. His handsome appearance and his lips curled up. The evil spirit in the corner is "absolutely" in capitals.

She was completely speechless, and murmured: "...I can, brother!"

The companion on the side laughed at her and said with disdain: "You have never seen anything in the world at the first glance. Although Li Huanhan and Qin Jun are ranked second on the list of heroes.

And fifth, but on the list of dream lovers in the realm of comprehension... Fuck! "

Her words stopped abruptly, and she saw a face she had never seen before followed Jiang Yinghe. She was only about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was still a teenager, but her eyebrows were black, her lips were red, her teeth were white, and her forehead was half of her spiritual mark. , Separated so far, there is a special and compelling breath.

Just as she blurted out a "fuck", the young man with a half-face mask turned his head and seemed to glance over here.

What kind of fairy beauty is this! To kill me, you only need to hook up, so why bother to make a knife!

Is this...is Jiang Xianjun's little apprentice? Is Xuanwei Xianjun accepting disciples by looking at his face? ! The female cultivator of the Hehuan sect suddenly filled with many question marks, but she still leaned against the female cultivator in red, and said very stubbornly: "Sister, so can the younger sister!"

It’s not just these two female cultivators who think so, but many Hehuan sect disciples have a strange feeling of "seeing the world". While worrying about how other people’s masters and other people’s brothers are so good-looking, they think about swords for a while. Can you give me a contact method at the instrument conference? These people, no matter which one they turned to the sect, are all great achievements!

The female cultivators were watching from afar, and the damage was huge. The Hehuan Sect protector who came to lead the way was simply a positive beautification crit.

He Huanzong’s protector surname, He, is a Taoist in the Yuan Ying period. At this moment, he had just bowed to Jiang Yinghe and led the way, and his body was stared by three gazes. After a period of extremely dangerous considerations, the three moved away. I lost my sight and didn't look at him again.

He Hufa felt relieved, the cold sweat from his back burst out, and suddenly felt that although Jiang Xianjun looked cold, he was actually the gentlest one.

"We have been waiting for the teacher on behalf of you for a long time." He Hufa said, "Please come with me, please."

Jiang Yinghe nodded and said, "There are fellow workers and Taoists."

"Leading the way for the honorable seat, no talk about it."

He entered the Hehuan Sect along with He Hufa, and suddenly remembered that Qin Jun had just escorted Baiyunzhou, so he turned his head and asked, "Is there any injury to blocking the alien species of the Feng clan?"

Chang Ye on the side stretched out his hand and pressed the mask, and the corners of his lips under the mask sneered: Those little birds can still hurt him? Even if he had just moved his hand, Qin Jun would never reveal any flaws.

Qin Jun has been a little emotional since just now, his mind has always been the scene of the long night crushing the dragon ball, and the killing intent has appeared repeatedly, accompanied by a little unknowingly or why such a fierce irritation.

Jiang Ying

How could Crane give him what he gave to others at will? Even if it is not expensive enough, even if the master throws it away or destroys it at will, it cannot be given to another person...

When Qin Jun was jealous, he was hearing his question. After a while, he said, "Yes."

This is not only the long night, but also Li Huanhan's attention.

Jiang Yinghe slowed down and frowned slightly: "I have to ask, why don't I know how to say it?"

Jun'er is in the late Yuan Ying stage, and those heterogeneous Phoenix races are also in the Yuan Ying stage, in groups of three to five, so why don't I feel so relieved? While feeling that he was negligent, Jiang Yinghe was about to check what injuries his apprentice had suffered. Qin Jun grabbed his finger, then turned it over, revealing his wrist.

On the inside of Qin Jun's thin arm, a long and deep bloodstain appeared, but it did not emit any blood.

Jiang Yinghe knew that his body and soul were very fragile and could not be injured, but this injury was very clear. It would take a long time for Qin Jun to heal by himself.

He didn't care that he was grasped by the finger, but habitually repaired his body first.

Li Huan's cold-blooded eyes darkened on the side, staring at Qin Jun's hand holding Jiang Yinghe, feeling that the magic sword he had put in his blood began to move agitated.

The claws of the evil spirits should be cut off.

Only at this time would Chang Ye's mind coincide with him.

Jiang Yinghe's fingers are very beautiful, as if they were made of cold frost, and his skin glowed with a faint soft luster. When the palm of his hand was covered with spiritual power on Qin Jun's injured arm, there was an ice-like contrast.

"How heavy have you practiced the Star Dou swordsmanship taught you before?" Jiang Yinghe asked for "homework" by the way.

Qin Jun's iron-gray eyes kept staring at him: "Return to Master, you have completed your training."

"It's too fast." Jiang Yinghe frowned, fearing that he would rely on his talents, "Go back and practice and show it to me."

The emotions and irritation in Qin Jun's heart disappeared, his eyes have been fixed on the master's slender eyelashes, and he smelled the fragrance of his soul.

He couldn't help getting closer, and replied: "Yes. Waiting to go back..."

Qin Jun's voice is not so deep, but it has a slightly matte texture similar to matte, and the voice rang in his ears along with the slightly hot breath.

Jiang Yinghe didn't feel anything, but Li Huanhan beside him was really intolerable. He stretched out his hand to bring Master from Qin Jun's direction and interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Master," Li Huanhan motioned forward, "I'm in Hehuan Palace.

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Jiang Yinghe didn't have such sensitive tentacles, and he didn't feel any concealed fighting between the disciples. Instead, he turned around and looked at the main hall of the Hehuan Palace, and saw a man in red and snow-skinned. While waiting, he raised his lips and smiled slightly.

"It's been a long time." Tong Guiyu said, "It's really hard to let you come."

Jiang Yinghe glanced at the Immortal Monarch Hunyuan who was also in the Void Hollow Realm, and said: "It's not difficult, but you don't give any more doubles. Cultivation methods, the sorcery of the yin and nourishing yang, the Hehuan Sect is a common thing. , People of Penglai, can't touch it."

Tong Guiyu asked him to expose his shortcomings hundreds of years ago, and smiled helplessly: "Why do you still remember?"

Jiang Yinghe thought of something that happened hundreds of years ago, and glanced at him blankly: "My apprentices are all good children, but where the body is defective, this kind of technique is not to be touched. They are still young, if you are Don’t blame me for holding grudges for what I shouldn’t do.”

Tong Guiyu is best known for illusion and the charm of Hehuan Sect. When he was young, he loved to play and often teased fellow initiates. Many people have followed his Tao. When Jiang Yinghe was not famous in the past, he met him when he traveled around. He had been ruthless in order to break through his illusion, almost making this Hun Yuan Xianjun inhumane.

How dare Tong Guiyu let him hold grudges? He glanced over a few times, looked at the apprentice next to him, and couldn't help but muttered: "I'm still young, but I just looked at the murderer. How did he raise him? How can a white crane breed a group of carnivorous beasts?"

Naturally, he didn't say this in person, but took Jiang Yinghe into the seat, and by the way, took a good look at his apprentices who have been famous in recent years.

Needless to say, Li is still cold, with black clothes and blood eyes, his face as cold as ice, and his face is ruthless. Qin Jun didn't need to say much, he was better when he was next to Jiang Yinghe, but he still had a cold breath.

Tong Guiyu's gaze shifted, and he looked at the youngest child. His complexion was jade, beautiful and gorgeous, and finally a little docile... He just had such an idea in his mind when he saw Chang Ye turn his eyes away. , Looked at him with a faint smile--

Like a whole plant with poisonous flowers, under the most harmless and most beautiful appearance, it is full of sickly fatal feelings.

Tong Guiyu was half observing, making his scalp explode at this glance. Just when he wanted to speak to Jiang Yinghe, he saw this piranha flower approaching Jiang Yinghe's side, and his master touched his hair, obediently. It looks like a kitten.

Tong Guiyu:? ? ?

...What the **** is this!