If ordinary people cannot cultivate spirits, their maximum lifespan is only a hundred years. As for spiritual masters, as their strength increases, their lifespan will also increase. When their strength reaches the sixth level of the Imperial Spiritual Master, they can reach the realm of immortality.
, has a lifespan of one thousand years!
But from ancient times to the present, in the entire Tianyuan Continent, there are very few Liao Liao who have reached the level of sixth-level Imperial Spiritual Master!
Huo Yu wanted to die at this moment. If this ordinary person encountered an accident or died of a serious illness, he would also die.
God, this joke is too big! He is an ancient Warcraft! Woohoo...
Seeing Huo Yu's deflated appearance, Long Qingyue was in a good mood. This is the consequence of biting your sister. I told you to bite randomly!
The aura in the distance was getting closer and closer. Long Qingyue quickly hid the fire feather in the lavender ancient ring on his index finger. At the same time, several figures appeared ten meters in front of Long Qingyue.
Long Qingyue took a closer look, and saw a completely black figure, holding a cold knife in his hand. The person at the head was a seventeen-year-old boy, wearing an exquisite and wide white robe, and a faint sense of oppression emanated from him.
There is a divine staff embroidered with gold thread on the white robe, surrounded by colorful phoenixes, which is beautiful and beautiful.
The young man's eyebrows are picturesque, his facial features are as delicate as those carved by a magic knife, his narrow eyes are slightly raised with an arrogant and cold air, and his dark pupils are as bright as stars, burning with grace and dazzling.
Her black hair was draped casually on her back, and a small moon-shaped sapphire was tied between her forehead, adding a touch of evil charm and nobility to her handsome appearance.
It is obvious that the combination of two styles on him is not only not abrupt at all, but also vividly expressed.
This made Long Qingyue think of a word, angels and devils!
This young man is definitely not a good person.
The young man looked at Long Qingyue and narrowed his eyes slightly. The sharp edge flashed through the deep pupils, and the momentum was a bit scary. The surroundings were calm, so quiet that he could clearly hear the sound of birdsong in the forest. Long Qingyue was the first
I felt a sense of crisis for the first time.
I don’t know if they have discovered that Huo Yu is on her body. If they try to attack her, she will definitely be defeated with her skills. These dozen black-clothed spiritual masters can be seen at a glance as being at the level of true spiritual masters. And this young man
His strength is even more unfathomable!
who is he?
Not only is his own strength unfathomable, but the subordinates around him are all first-class strong men. I am afraid that there are not many such forces in Tianyuan Continent.
The powerful masters at the level of Silent Spirit Masters can all be considered first-class masters in Tianyuan Continent. Even first-class masters are all recruited by those big countries, families or sects, and they all receive some good treatment. However, there are relatively few Holy Spirit Masters, so
Anyone who can become a Holy Spirit Master is a strong one, and they all have a place in Tianyuan Continent, because they are only one level away from the sixth-level Emperor Spirit Master.
The Imperial Spirit Master is the goal in the hearts of countless spiritual masters, because as long as they reach the sixth level, the Imperial Spirit Master will have the ability to fly in the air, and they can roam in the sky and on the earth!
Under the light yellow light, the girl was wearing a tight dress, which perfectly outlined her exquisite and graceful figure.
A few strands of hair stuck to her temples, her eyebrows were as dark as distant daisies, and her skin was as creamy as a water hibiscus, attracting the young man's attention. The young man seemed to feel the surprised gazes of the black-clothed spiritual masters behind him, and frowned slightly, unexpectedly giving birth to a look of surprise.
An unpleasant feeling, like someone taking a sip of your precious wine.
Just when Long Qingyue was a little worried, the young man waved his hand, and a dozen black-clothed spiritual masters beside him disappeared in an instant.
The young man walked forward with graceful and noble movements, like a god. The light moon sapphire on his forehead exuded a faint luster under the shallow halo.
