The next day.

The rising sun in the east begins to rise.

The dawn is hazy and illusory.

The tower ship was still sailing on the sea, but there was already a figure. He walked in the vast sea and gradually disappeared from the end of his sight.

However, the boat went far away and disappeared shortly afterwards at the end of the sky.

After a while, the waves were a little bigger. What stirred up the waves was a whale that poked out of the sea, much bigger than ordinary whales. A man stood on his back, with a young face, a straight facial features, a white long gown, with gold-patterned blue edges, and a water and fire-proof clothes.

He stood with his hands behind his back and looked in the direction where the figure had left just now.

"As expected, the experience began."

Qingyuan withdrew his gaze and looked towards the far direction of the tower ship. Thinking of the solemn Elder Hua, he couldn't help but shake his head and said to the giant whale: "Follow that ship..."

The person who left just now was Lu Yushuang, and Yu Ling was still on the boat.

The giant whale was quiet for a moment and said, "I have stopped for a while and I've lost it... I'll give me some guidance?"

Its skin is thick and cannot see clearly, but its eyes are dodging. It just asked to stay as a young master mount for transportation. In a blink of an eye, it was too useless for itself as a mount to catch up with the tower ship in front of it.

Qingyuan just nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

This giant whale is born with a huge body, so its magic power is extremely strong, but it cannot be seen too far from the eyes, and it cannot even be seen from the beginning...

He has unique physical strength, but his eyesight is extremely poor. He can be said to have gains and losses, and it can be regarded as fairness in the way of heaven.

...

The boat goes far away.

Qingyuan followed behind with a giant whale.

In the other direction, Lu Yushuang gradually moved away and had left the perception of Elder Hua and others.

But Qingyuan followed the tower ship, compared to Lu Yushuang, and his perception was actually even better than Elder Huanhua Pavilion people of the sixth level.

Therefore, Lu Yushuang's actions were still within Qingyuan's perception.

"The next one should be the senior sister named Zhou, and the next one is probably Yu Ling."

Qingyuan said intimately: "Although jade spirit is extremely important to Huanhua Pavilion, it must be tempered after some storm. However, those disciples of Huanhua Pavilion in the sixth level should be protected by someone..."

He thought so, and on the other side, Lu Yushuang, who was almost away from Qingyuan's perception range, suddenly changed his expression and drew his sword out of the sheath.

Qingyuan felt a sudden stern in his heart, and he felt something was different. The current magic power was circulating, which made the Yin God's perception become more and more sensitive.

When Qingyuan saw the changes over there, he became more and more surprised, because the True Lord Xianshen did not attack him, but instead attacked Lu Yushuang... With the True Lord Xianshen's True Lord Xianshen, he should be able to see the origin of Lu Yushuang.

Even the disciples of Huanhua Pavilion dare to act rashly?

It's so bold.

...

Lu Yushuang looked solemn. With her feet as the center, a large layer of ice condensed, spreading outward, condensing all the waves into ice.

She has cultivated into the fifth level of heaven and can already understand the power of frost, and can freeze this sea as a place to stand.

"Just relying on this skill, I want to resist me?"

The middle-aged man in the sky looked down with a expressionless face, looking very serious and heavy, wearing light yellow clothes and a flowing cloud hairband, his breath was rising and falling, and the clouds and mist around him were gathering and dispersing.

He could see that the woman was just a fifth-level heaven. This Taoist practice was far from being a real person who had accumulated for many years.

But he also forgot that the young man who crushed his shoulder bones yesterday was actually just a fifth heaven.

"Although your Taoist practice is not very high, as a disciple of Huanhua Pavilion, your learning should be extremely extraordinary, and you may be better than a person in the sixth level of heaven."

The True Lord of Xianshen said: "You can use it as much as you want. I also want to learn about your secret technique in Huanhua Pavilion."

Lu Yushuang's heart was slightly deeper, but her expression was still the same as before, and her tone was cold: "Since you know that I came from Huanhua Pavilion, do you still want to block my way?"

"Block the way?"

The True Lord of Xianshen said: "I have not blocked your way, but just lead you on the way home."

Lu Yushuang didn't know the deep meaning of his words, and did not reply. She just held the Shuanghua Sword tightly, secretly acquiring momentum, trying to use the Lingshuang Immortal Art.

Zhenjun Xianshen did not expect the woman to speak, and then slowly said, "The one who came home was Shenju Pavilion... From then on, you will be my Zhenjun Xianshen."

Lu Yushuang's eyebrows frowned slightly, and the chill in her eyes became colder, and she said, "Are you really going to offend Huanhua Pavilion?"

"Occursing Huanhua Pavilion?" Zhenjun Xianshen shook his head and laughed: "It's not that I want to offend you Huanhua Pavilion, but that you want to offend me..."

As he said that, the True Lord Xianshen seemed to have thought of something, so his eyes were slightly fixed, his tone became stronger, and he said, "Don't think about delaying, or making any noise, so as to attract those stinky ladies... Because I waited until this time to take action, because the tower ship had already walked far away, and it was more than a thousand miles away from the tower ship, which had exceeded the scope of the sixth level of heavenly being perceived, and they would not come."

Buzz!

A sword sound!

Lu Yushuang has accumulated momentum so far, and finally moved forward with a sword.

The front end of the sword blade suddenly burst out with light, pale color and a bitter breath.

The countless white lights were like endless white frost, condensed into a torrent, sweeping towards the True Lord of the Idle God in the sky.

With a swish, the True Lord of Xianshen took out the Ice God Sword and stroked forward.

The sword energy suddenly arrived, cutting through the torrent of frost.

But it was like a knife cutting off the water and water flowing even further, the frost river closed again and still came towards the True Lord of Yishen. He immediately soared into the air, stood hundreds of feet higher, and looked down at the clouds.

"Is this the Huanhua Pavilion immortal art?"

A light appeared in the eyes of Zhenjun Xianshen, "Immortal's spell?"

He allowed Lu Yushuang to accumulate momentum just to know the power of the Huanhua Pavilion's immortal arts.

Now it seems that even if this immortal art is used by people from the fifth level of heaven, it will make him afraid of it, which is worthy of being the inheritance of Huanhua Pavilion.

Below, Lu Yushuang's face, which had just recovered, turned pale again.

A few days ago, I fought with the hairtail demon, exhausted my magic power and was injured. In the end, Kiyohara took action and saved his life...

The injuries and consumption of that day were completely recovered last night.

However, in a blink of an eye, another crisis was another.

This time, Lu Yushuang tried his best to use the Lingshuang technique, and no magic power was retained in her body, because she knew that she could only use her best to perform this immortal technique. Even if she was retained, the retained magic power might not be able to hurt the opponent, nor could it touch the opponent, and the remaining magic power would be useless to escape. In this way... it would be better to inject it into it all and use the most fierce Lingshuang magic technique.

But without any surprises, this Lingshuang Immortal Art still allowed the Xianshen True Lord to resist.

Lu Yushuang sighed, after all, the Taoist practice is too far away.

"Follow me to return to Shenju Pavilion..."

The True Lord of Yi Shen smiled faintly, reached out and stretched out his hand, his magic power condensed into a palm, and Lu Yushuang, who was about to lose all his magic power, was holding it in it.

Lu Yushuang's magic power was exhausted and she felt weak and weak.

She couldn't help but remember that the young man's Taoism did not seem to exceed his current realm, but why could he be able to defeat the True Lord of the Immortal God?

But the big hand had already been covered, and it was obvious that she could not find the answer again.

Lu Yushuang sighed lightly, not expecting that she had just left the elder of this sect and had just made a breakthrough and was about to reach this point. Although she was cold and indifferent, she couldn't help feeling a little sad at this moment.

As soon as her thoughts change, her magic power moves, she wants to reverse the formation, and her magic power rushes, and she dies by herself.

"Safe."

Suddenly, a gentle voice whispered: "I'll deal with him."

Lu Yushuang breathed gently, closed her eyes slightly, and let go of her eyebrows slightly.

This Qingyuan is indeed still in the scattered seas.
Chapter completed!