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Chapter 655 The killing begins

Immediately afterwards, the road to exile to the Western Immortal Realm opened wide.

Ye Huaixin glanced at Sang Luo one last time, pursed his lips and said,

"You have to live well for me."

Sang Luo raised her eyes and smiled,

"The same to you."

She doesn't like to owe people things, but she does owe Ye Huaixin a lot of favors.

This favor must be returned.

After Shang Shixu said goodbye to a few people, he entered the formation together with Su Ruowan and Ye Huaixin and disappeared at the end of the sky.

The roads to heaven in the five immortal realms are opened one after another, and the corresponding attributes of the monks are also different.

Among them, the Road to Heaven in the Central Immortal Realm is the most difficult to walk, and the number of masters there is far greater than that of other Immortal Realms.

As for the Northern Immortal Realm, most of them are people who practice demons and sorcery.

Lu Changsheng looked at Sang Luo and told her to take care.

Lin Qinghan looked at Sang Luo, with tiny stars shining in his dark pupils.

"The two of us are waiting for you in the Central Fairyland."

Sang Luo nodded and waved to the two of them,

"Let's go, see you later."

There will eventually be a day when they meet again.

"It must be safe."

Song Qingyun also shouted to Lin Qinghan and Lu Changsheng,

"Lin Qinghan, I will definitely defeat you when we meet again!"

In the previous battle, he was defeated miserably and was in trouble for a long time.

Goodbye, he will definitely surpass him in the way of swordsmanship!

Lin Qinghan turned to look at Song Qingyun. For the first time, a smile appeared on the face of the young man who had always been cold-faced.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared into the formation gate.

Song Qingyun looked at the smile on Lin Qinghan's face and almost thought he was hallucinating. He turned to look at Sang Luo.

"Senior sister, am I right? Lin Qinghan smiled at me."

Sang Luo turned his head and looked at Song Qingyun,

"That's right."

Ever since the Cangwu Heavenly Tribulation, when Yun He died and Lin Qinghan appeared in Shura Tower, she had never seen another expression on his face.

This smile now is looking forward to the day when they will meet again.

"It's time for us to go."

Sang Luo looked at Song Qingyun, raised his hand and tapped Xinglan, leaving a seal,

"Later, remember to protect Xinglan."

The road to exile in the Western Immortal Realm has begun. As soon as Sang Luo and his party stepped into the formation, they were greeted by a strong aura of blood.

Blinded by the blood mist, the killing has already begun.

This is a huge Shura field, with spiritual power spells coming towards Sang Luo one after another.

The four of them were too out of place compared to everyone else in this killing field.

One is at the peak of becoming a god, one has just entered the spiritual path, a girl who looks very weak, and there is a sword cultivator who has just entered the immortal realm.

For a moment, everyone felt that they had encountered a soft persimmon.

They all came to attack them.

Zhang Jianting took the lead and raised his sword, his eyes flashing with lightning.

"You've come just in time! I have just entered the immortal realm and am in need of a whetstone!"

The young man raised his long sword, which instantly caused thunder from the nine heavens, which gathered on the sword body. The moment it swooped down, the sword energy swept thousands of miles.

"Thunder, chop——"

The surging thunder light turned into sword energy and dispersed in all directions, as dexterously as a thunder snake, forcing many monks to take dozens of steps back.

At the same time, Sang Luo also drew his sword, and the phoenix fire gathered on Feng Li. Wherever the long sword slashed, the fire phoenix set a prairie fire——

The fire phoenix buzzed and moved violently towards the sky. The awe-inspiring breath burst out from the long sword, intertwined with the thunder and light, and opened a bloody path in front of the two people.

Song Qingyun held the sword in one hand, the thunder light gathered, and grabbed Xinglan's arm with the other hand,

"Walk!"

Second update~

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