"Turn ahead!Brother, don't fool me, I don't want to die young......" A sudden voice in the night interrupted Jiang Jue's thoughts, he looked down at Changsheng who made a sound, and then raised his eyes to look ahead, finally knowing why the other party suddenly spoke.

For there was a towering cliff not far in front of them, and if he had been distracted for a moment, he might have crashed into it with a sword.

Seeing this, Changsheng, who was originally standing in front of him, finally couldn't help but whisper: "Do you think I'm crazy?" Maybe I'm really crazy and even rode with you with a sword......

The tiredness on Changsheng's face had already faded because of this thrilling thing, he felt that he had really miscalculated, how could he forget the ability to fall asleep at any time? Changsheng suddenly remembered that when he and Jiang Jue went to Huarong Sect together not long ago, the other party was also in a posture of going to sleep calmly on the flying sword. At the time, he dismissed that sentence as a joke that would never be extinguished. Now it seems that what kind of joke is this, it is clearly the truth!

After realizing this, Changsheng no longer dared to close his eyes and recuperate, he was afraid that when he closed his eyes, what was waiting for him was a zero-distance collision with a hard rock. It was so beautiful that he didn't even dare to think about it.

Jiang Jieyan just smiled helplessly, remembering that this thing came without warning, he walked away for a rare time, but he didn't expect to almost have an accident because of it. If you hit the cliff, you won't be able to hit any problems, and immortality will not be necessarily, after today, this kid is afraid that he will never want to ride his flying sword again.

This episode came and went as fast as it came, and the night sky returned to its original deep silence, closing its eyes and not continuing to remember the events of a hundred years ago. And what happened after that was actually nothing to think about, after leaving the palace, he stepped into the middle thousand worlds covered in blood. He originally wanted to join the sect, but he made a mess that the sect no longer existed, and finally ended up being hunted down and killed.

Some people may think that it is a shame to be chased and killed, but Jiang Jue does not think that this is a bad thing. Jiang Jie had arrogantly cut off the right arm of Emperor Que's men, and he knew very well that his actions were undoubtedly provoking that man, announcing to the other party that not everything in the world was under his control. Emperor Que has always been moody, and when he wields his sword, he is ready to be retaliated by him. However, perhaps because he had been hunted down, Emperor Que thought that he would definitely die, so he did not move.

Jiang will never know that he is not dead is just a fluke, and his strength is simply not enough to be an enemy of the emperor at that time. However, he was already alone, and no matter how crazy he was, he was alone, so he never felt any fear. Jiang Jue thought that he was lucky, and the friend who told him the news of the emperor seemed to have a high status in the world, and he said that the sect master of a certain sect in the world blessed him, and he would never get a hundred years of peace from then on.

In the past hundred years, he has basically spent most of his time in thunder, he is not born without fear of pain, but he is gradually used to being burned by thunder day after day. The black dragon was met by chance when he was sleeping, and he happened to wake up in the thunder that day, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the black dragon with his proud head down and sniffing the thunder flower, and at that moment it showed a look that was even sadder than a human being. It was because of this look that he would never let this dragon follow him, and because of this dragon, he once again faced the emperor.

Emperor Que can be called a thick accumulation, nearly five hundred years of dormancy in exchange for the throne that stands at the top of the three thousand worlds, Emperor Que himself has reached the Immortal Emperor Realm in a thousand miles, and his condescending aura is also better than when he was in the small world. Jiang Jue has always hated Di Que, he dislikes Di Que not because of the other party's means of playing with power, nor because Di Que led the war to his own plane, he just simply dislikes this guy.

I heard that some people were born friends, and he and Di Que were probably born enemies, and they were disgusted by just one glance. On that day, they inevitably made a move, and after that day, Jiang Jue was crowned with the title of "the strongest man in the three thousand worlds". For Jiang Jue, even if he became the so-called strongest, his life was no different, and he still slept all day long.

And these days when he met Changsheng can be called the most sober time in his hundred years. Before Changsheng, he was right, this world is dominated by the strong and the weak as guests. People in the world are chasing power and power, and this was the case with the king who once died, and he was no different. It's a pity that he didn't see through this a hundred years ago, so he caused the current situation.

Jiang Jue knew from beginning to end that he had demons in his heart, and even Emperor Que could see through them, he naturally wouldn't be unaware. He even knew very well what his inner demons were, and his inner demons stemmed from unwillingness. He was not willing to let his proud loyalty be tricked like this, he was unwilling to be so stupid, and he was most unwilling to embark on the path of abandoning a qiē for the sake of power.

Emperor Que played with power and condescendingly seized the world's spirit coins for his own use, while he forgot the pain and slept in the thunder all over his body. After all, the road between him and Emperor Que was stained with blood, and no one was cleaner than the other. Perhaps it is because of this that they dislike each other, because every time they see each other, they are reminded of the despicable side of themselves.

Immortality, however, is different. Jiang looked at Changsheng who was looking at the road carefully in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help but darken a little. The days he spent by Changsheng's side were enough for him to understand that Changsheng's was indeed different, and Changsheng was walking a path of cultivation that no one had ever walked in ancient and modern times.

Immortal cultivation does not rely on any conspiracy to seize the spirit coin, nor does he need to suffer in the thunder, and his path does not have the continuous blood color that other monks are accustomed to. It seems that Changsheng was born to be longed for and loved, he can live like a fish in water with a handsome face and eyes that can see through people's hearts, and he has more than that. Changsheng has an astonishing arrogance, a talented voice that matches it, and a romantic talent that is unique in the world. One day he will sweep the three thousand worlds.

There are about five billion people in an ordinary plane in the small world, and if immortality charms hundreds of billions of people, the spirit coins from the reward will be enough for him to step into the Immortal Emperor Realm. This is indeed an unprecedented path of cultivation, and it is also a path that only immortality can follow.

It is not easy to see one thing, and Jiang will never feel that he can really be open-minded to this, and it is easy to let go of a hundred years ago. However, in Changsheng, he saw the possibility of his own demons, because Changsheng's path to cultivation was so clean, so clean that people believed that the pursuit of power could also retain their nature.

He never knew if he would be demonized by immortality in the future, but he knew that immortality might be the demon's heart of Emperor Que. Because in front of such an immortal, the layout of the emperor for five hundred years is a real joke.