Chapter 33: The White-Clothed Young Man (Part One)
Ordinary people can't cultivate their spirits, so their lifespan is at most only a hundred years. As for spirit masters, as their powers grow, their lifespan will also increase. When they reach the sixth rank of imperial spirit master, they can achieve immortality and live for a thousand years!
However, from ancient times to the present, there are only a handful of people in the entire Tianyuan Continent who have reached the strength of a 6th rank Huang Ling Master!
Huoyu's heart is already dead. If this ordinary person encounters an accident or dies of a serious illness, he will also die with him.
Heavens, this joke is too big! He's an ancient demon beast! Wuuu...
Watching Huo Yu eating with relish, Long Qingyue was in a great mood. This is the consequence of biting your sister, serves you right for biting randomly!
The distant breath was getting closer and closer, Long Qingyue hastily hid the fire feathers in the pale purple ancient ring on her index finger. At the same time, several figures appeared ten meters in front of Long Qingyue.
Long Qingyue fixed her gaze, and saw a group of black-clad figures, each holding a cold blade. The leader was a seventeen-year-old youth, wearing an exquisite white robe that seemed to be a size too large for him, and a faint aura of oppression emanated from his body.
A white robe with a golden thread embroidered with a divine staff, surrounded by colorful phoenixes, beautiful and resplendent.
The young man's eyebrows and eyes are like a painting, with delicate features that seem to be carved by the gods. His narrow and long eyes are slightly raised, carrying an air of arrogance and coldness. His black pupils shine brightly like stars, radiant with elegance, dazzling to behold.
His black hair was casually draped over his back, with a small crescent-shaped green jade tied between his eyebrows, adding a hint of evil and nobility to his handsome appearance.
Obviously, it's a combination of two styles that doesn't clash at all, but instead blends perfectly.
This couldn't help but remind Long Qingyue of a phrase - Angel and Devil!
This young man is absolutely not a good person.
The young man gazed at Long Qingyue, his eyes narrowing slightly as a sharp glint flashed in the depths of his pupils, his aura somewhat intimidating. The surroundings were eerily quiet, so quiet that one could clearly hear the birds chirping in the forest, and for the first time, Long Qingyue felt a sense of crisis.
I don't know if they've discovered Huoyu's presence on their own bodies. If they make a move, with her skills, she'll definitely lose. These dozen or so black-robed spiritual masters are obviously true Spiritual Masters. And the young man's strength is even more unfathomable!
Who is he?
Not only is his own strength unfathomable, but even the subordinates around him are all top-notch powerhouses. Such a force is probably hard to find on the entire Tianyuan Continent.
Jingling masters of the strong are all top-notch experts on the Tianyuan continent, and even if they are top-notch experts, they are not taken in by those big countries, families or sects, and have some good treatment. The Shengling master, on the other hand, is relatively rare, so becoming a Shengling master is not a strong one, and on the Tianyuan continent, it has a place, because they are only one level away from the sixth-level Huangling master.
The Imperial Spirit Master is the goal of struggle in the hearts of countless Spirit Masters, because as long as they reach the sixth rank of Imperial Spirit Master, they will have the ability to fly freely in the air and roam the world at will!
Under the light yellow sunset, the girl's tight dress perfectly outlines her slender and elegant figure.
A few strands of hair stuck to her temples, her eyebrows like distant hills, her skin as smooth as condensed fat, like a lotus flower emerging from the water, attracting the gaze of young men. The young man seemed to feel the astonished gaze of the black-clothed spiritual masters behind him, his brow furrowed, and he actually felt a sense of discomfort, as if someone had secretly taken a sip of his treasured fine wine.
Just as Long Qingyue was getting worried, the young man waved his hand and the dozen or so black-robed Soul Masters beside him instantly vanished into thin air.
The young man walked with elegant and noble movements, as if he were a god, the shallow moonlight jade on his forehead emitting a faint glow under the thin halo.
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