The blood beads were mixed with sword energy and exuded spiritual light.
The spirit is initially formed.
Cang Liuyu closed his eyes, his mind sinking into an unprecedented clarity.
The spiritual consciousness wanders across the earth.
Like a Kunpeng bird that has escaped from its cage, it soars up in an instant, then sinks and spreads out, covering the world majestically and delicately.
He saw the vast sea, his eyes swept across it, climbed the peaks and ridges of the mountains, crossed the vast forests, and reached the curling smoke rising from the mortal villages and towns.
He saw the clear springs in the mountain streams rushing and leaping, the vast lakes sparkling, the birds flapping their wings, and the fish wagging their tails.
Everything rustled.
The laughter of the crowd and the roar of animals suddenly hit my eardrums.
He even captured the slightest sound of grass growing and breaking through the soil.
The pulse of heaven and earth.
The world has never been so clear.
A feeling of near-omniscient control permeated Cang Liuyu's heart, which was neither sad nor happy.
Peak time.
He heard the breathing of the ancient trees rooted deep in the earth, and a...
A light and sweet female voice.
"Then I'll go find Cang Liuyu!"
"He is the most powerful sword cultivator in the world of immortal cultivation, so Zhui Zhui must be the greatest and strongest as well!"
"If I, Shen Zhiyi, want to eat, I'll eat the best!"
Snap——
The icy face cracked.
Cang Liuyu opened his eyes.
The ice beads condensed on the eyelashes shattered with a sound.
Leng Jue's face was frozen for a moment, and even his breathing paused slightly.
He pursed his lips.
Close your eyes again without any warmth.
The powerful spiritual consciousness penetrated everything and found the woman who had just spoken so arrogantly.
From the tip of her red shoes and the hem of her skirt, wrapped in cold murderous intent, all the way up, passing through her slender waist and the jingling pendant, to her face.
Afterwards——
All sounds cease.
The scenery between heaven and earth sank in an instant.
The rosy clouds in the sky, the colorful butterflies on the mountainside...all the bright and dazzling colors faded into a dull gray and melted into her eyes.
He had traveled all over the world, but had never seen such eyes.
He saw her with a smart and charming smile, her eyes full of spring light, her hands on her hips, her lips moving up and down, she said loudly:
"What happened to the sword cultivator?"
"What happened to the Spiritual Transformation Stage?"
"Dual cultivation isn't a fight, so why would it matter who has the highest level of cultivation?"
"As long as I can successfully sleep with him, I will definitely be able to jump from a delayed graduate to the most outstanding graduate of the Hehuan Sect!"
"Senior Sister, just wait!"
"In the sect competition three days later, I must defeat him!"
Cang Liuyu suddenly opened his eyes.
He raised his hand and wiped the blood from his lips.
That was the backlash I suffered just now when I forcibly stopped the murderous intent.
His fingertips brushed across his slightly cool lips, and he lowered his eyes to look at the red dot on his fair fingertips.
It looks very much like the red figure I just saw.
Leng Tong suddenly compressed.
The bloodstains disappeared.
Cang Liuyu practiced his magic to calm his mind, his robes fluttering in the wind, and in an instant he became pure and bright, as if he had never been damaged.
He stood up and put away his sword.
A tall figure stood on the lonely sword tomb, with black hair and jade hairpins, as cold as the moon, and like the Broken Water Sword on his back, it flashed with a sharp cold light.
He raised his eyes and looked at the rolling sea of clouds.
A hint of cold sarcasm emerged from the depths of his eyes, as cold as the galaxy.
Hehuan Sect, Shen Zhiyi.
Just the middle stage of Qi training.
How dare you speak so shamelessly.
Sleep with him?
Oh.
He wanted to see how she died in the sect competition.
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