If ordinary people can't cultivate spiritually, their lifespan is only 100 years old. And the words of the spirit master, with the growth of strength, the lifespan will also increase, when the strength reaches the sixth-order emperor spirit master, he can reach the realm of immortality, with a thousand years of lifespan!

But from ancient times to the present, in the entire Tian Yuan Continent, there are very few Liao Liao who has reached the strength of a sixth-order Emperor Spirit Master!

Huo Yu has the heart to die at the moment, if this ordinary person encounters an accident or dies of a serious illness, then he will also die.

God, this joke is too big! He's an ancient monster! Woowoo......

Looking at Huo Yu's deflated appearance, Long Qingyue was in a good mood, this is the consequence of you biting your sister, telling you to bite indiscriminately!

The breath in the distance was getting closer and closer, and Long Qingyue hurriedly hid the fire feather in the lilac ancient ring on his index finger, and at the same time, several figures appeared ten meters in front of Long Qingyue.

Long Qingyue fixed his eyes and saw that there was a black shadow, holding a cold knife in his hand, and the person at the head was a seventeen-year-old boy, dressed in a delicate and wide white robe, and a faint sense of oppression emanated from him.

The white robe is embroidered with a scepter with gold wire, and the colorful phoenix is surrounded by it, which is beautiful.

The young man's eyebrows are picturesque, his facial features are delicate like a divine knife carving, his narrow eyes are slightly raised with a sense of arrogance and coldness, and his dark pupils are as bright as stars, scorching and dazzling.

The black hair was casually draped on the back, and a small moon-shaped green jade was tied between the foreheads, adding a touch of evil nobility to the handsomeness.

Obviously, the two styles are gathered in him, not only is not a little abrupt, but it is vividly expressed.

This can't help but make Long Qingyue think of one word, angels and devils!

This boy is definitely not a good man.

The young man looked at Long Qingyue and narrowed his eyes slightly, and the sharp edge flashed in the deep pupils, and the momentum was a little terrifying. The surroundings were calm, so quiet that he could clearly hear the sound of birds chirping in the forest, and Long Qingyue felt a sense of crisis for the first time.

I don't know if they have found the fire feather on their body, if they do it, with her skills, they will definitely be defeated. These dozen or so black-clothed spirit masters can be seen at a glance at the level of true spirit masters. And this young man's strength is even more unfathomable!

Who is he?

Not only is his own strength unfathomable, but even his subordinates around him are first-class powerhouses, and I am afraid that there are not a few such forces in the Tian Yuan Continent.

A strong person at the level of a Silent Spirit Master can be a first-class master in the Tian Yuan Continent, and even if he is a first-class master, he is all taken over by those big countries, families or sects, and they all have some good treatment. And the Holy Spirit Master is relatively rare, so all of the people who can become the Holy Spirit Master are all strong people, and they all have a place in the Tian Yuan Continent, because they are only one order away from the Sixth-Order Emperor Spirit Master.

The Imperial Spirit Master is the goal of countless Spirit Masters, because as long as they reach the Sixth Order Emperor Spirit Master, they will have the ability to fly in the sky, and they will be able to roam in the sky and on the ground!

Under the pale yellow afterglow, the girl wore a tight dress, which perfectly outlined her delicate and graceful figure.

A few strands of hair are attached to the ears and temples, the eyebrows are like distant daisies, the skin is like clotted fat, like a hibiscus out of water, attracting the attention of the young man. The young man seemed to feel the surprised gazes of the black-clothed spirit masters behind him, his brows furrowed slightly, and he actually had an unhappy feeling, as if his treasured wine had been stolen.

Just when Long Qingyue was a little worried, the young man waved his hand, and the dozen or so black-clothed spirit masters beside him all disappeared in place in an instant.

The young man walked up, his movements were elegant and noble, like a god, and the light moon green jade on his forehead exuded a faint luster under the shallow halo.