Turning his wrist, the long sword was pointed directly at the tip of Fan Xiu's nose.

Everyone:!!!

Fan Xiu froze on the spot and looked at her blankly.

Qing Le's brows and eyes were filled with indifference. His snow-clothed clothes were windless and he moved automatically. The hand holding the sword had clear joints. Before anyone could react, he stabbed directly into his chest——

Clang.

The sword tilted one centimeter.

Qing Le looked at the ground and saw a stone rolling twice and stopping.

She turned her head, and at that moment, the door suddenly opened, and a woman in green clothes walked out of the door with a cold face, holding a three-headed baby in her arms.

"Lady!"

Fan Xiu reacted.

Xihe strode over: "Is something okay?"

Fan Xiu shook his head. The chest of his dark gown was scratched by a sharp sword tip, but there was nothing serious inside. He held his wife's hand tightly and looked at the woman standing aside: "Madam, she..."

His face turned slightly pale and he was in shock.

Xihe also looked over. The woman was standing with her hands folded, her eyes were condescending, with a heavy ice that would not melt for thousands of years. The three-foot green blade in her hand was flowing with brilliance, making it even more chilly.

He opened his lips slightly: "Evil!"

Xihe: "..."

She put the trembling little tree demon into Fan Xiu's arms, took two steps forward, and sneered: "Fairy? Demon."

Qing Le's eyes darkened, and his aura suddenly condensed: "Seeking death!"

The momentum was so strong that everyone turned pale in an instant and fell to their knees on the ground, clutching their tightened hearts in pain. Xihe's face suddenly turned dark, and he waved his hand to lay down a spiritual energy shield to protect everyone.

He turned around and glared at her: "Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"

Everyone: "..."

They huddled together in fear, their minds were dizzy, and they felt like their outlook on life was exploded.

But when I went out for a drink, I encountered something like this! Who is Fan Xiu’s wife? Who is that woman? What is their relationship?

What kind of skill is this? It’s so scary, so scary!

"Kill me? A lonely wild ghost, your tone is quite serious."

Qing Le slowly sacrificed the sword and pointed it at her: "I want to see where you got the confidence to seize the body and take it on my head!"

Immortals descending to earth have realms to suppress, and they can only cultivate in the Mahayana stage, but compared to Xihe's golden elixir cultivation at this time, it is almost crushing. The energy in Qingyue's veins surges, like a huge wave swooping towards the opposite side——

Fan Xiu woke up from his dream and stood in front of Xihe: "Madam, be careful!"

No matter how confused he was, he now understood that the person who came was not good.

The young man closed his eyes and hugged the woman tightly. The next second, the strong pressure was overwhelming, the space was turbulent, and everyone's clothes were flying and they couldn't help but close their eyes——

There was a flash of brilliance, and a layer of light fluorescent spiritual energy shield firmly blocked the pressure not far away.

Xihe stood firmly, his steps unwavering.

Qingle narrowed her eyes slightly.

The two looked at each other, one was calm, the other was cold.

Qingle: "Something capable."

Xihe didn't feel any fluctuation in his heart. He waved his hand to put everyone to sleep. He picked up Fan Xiu and put him on the bed. Then he walked directly out the door. Qingle followed behind, unwilling to lag behind.

Blocking her attack so easily is no longer something that can be achieved by skipping a level challenge.

It must be... which god came down to earth.

The golden sunset shone on the earth, and the two people walked directly out of the town, away from the sight of the crowd, and flew towards the mountain forest. The deep forest had dense branches and leaves, birds were chirping, and animals were fleeing in all directions.

The two of them moved forward and backward, and their momentum gradually increased.

Ping!

The weapons met and made a harsh sound.

The mountain wind is howling, and the cliffs are towering at the foot. Two women with the same appearance, one holding a sword and the other holding a branch, stare at each other coldly. The birds around them are silent and there is silence in the sky and the earth.

Qing Le frowned with disgust: "Put your face back!"

Walking around the market in front of her is sick and disgusting!

Xihe raised his eyebrows: "Immortals are innocent, but they are just skinned, so why should you care?"

Spiritual power surged, and the long sword flew out of her hand. The branch was pressed against her neck, with a lazy smile: "Killing husbands and abandoning children, killing fathers and teachers... It seems that the orthodoxy of this world has really declined. If

A being like you who deserves to go to hell can actually escape the secret of heaven and become an immortal!"

"It really makes people want to kill him to vent their anger."

He slapped her face in a very insulting manner.

Qingle: "..."

He stared at Xihe coldly, already thinking about how to kill her.

Xihe's lips curled up slightly, he looked her up and down, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "I have a particularly interesting thing that allows people to experience the past over and over again. It was used by ancient monks to sharpen their minds."

Qing Le suddenly felt a bad premonition in her heart.

Xihe's eyebrows curved: "I think it suits you very well. Do you want to try it?"

Qing Le gritted his teeth: "Don't even think about it!"

"If you want to kill or cut into pieces, you have to do whatever you want. Why use this as a means."

She struggled hard, but the seemingly light branches held her firmly in place, unable to move, unable to extract all the energy from her body, and her whole body was like a fish waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board. Qing Le finally panicked.

Xihe's face instantly sank: "What next? I'm afraid I won't be as good as you."

He reached into the void and took out a bronze disk, which was simple and elegant. There were countless mysterious texts on the disk. Qing Le's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but retreat: "Innate spiritual treasure, ancient jade disk!"

Xihe raised his eyebrows: "You know the goods."

He tapped his fingers a few times, then patted her chest, and took two steps back: "I want to stay in this world for a thousand years. The day I leave is when you wake up."

Mysterious runes lingered around Qing Le's body, and a look of pain appeared on her face.

Xihe's expression was indifferent: "There is a difference between immortals and mortals. If you sneak into the lower realm, I think you have already made preparations for coming up above."

"Qinglan Town is a place with outstanding people. You chose it yourself that day. In the future, you can 'experience' the suffering of others here."

The body floated in mid-air and headed towards the Earth Temple not far away.

Qing Le couldn't help but follow behind, gritting his teeth: "Who are you!"

The ancient jade plate is the most useless treasure among all the innate spiritual treasures. It has no offensive power and no defensive ability. Its only function is to serve as a millstone to hone one's character and resist inner demons.

Qing Le clenched her palms: "I am immortal, do you think you can destroy me like this?"

She has no control over the Taoism, but she knows that her Tao is immortality, a path to immortality that can be enjoyed forever, and she can get what she wants. What difference does it make if she is a human or a demon?

Xihe stopped in front of the Tutu Temple and turned around: "Don't worry, we will see the outcome after a thousand years."

Dig a hole and kick someone in.

Qingle: "...bitch!"

Bah, bah, bah, spit out the dirt in your mouth.

Xihe smiled and knelt down: "I will borrow this body first. In return, I will be a good wife, a good mother, a good disciple, a good daughter, a senior sister respected by everyone in the Shangyuan Sect and even in the world of immortality."

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"Let you be famous all over the world and admired by everyone."

Qing Le's face turned dark and he gritted his teeth: "Bitch! A lonely ghost who can't see the light of day!"
Chapter completed!