Immediately afterward, the path of exile to the Western Immortal Realm was wide open.

Ye Huaixin took one last look at Sang Luo, pursed his lips and said,

"You're going to have to give me a good life."

Sang Luo raised his eyes and smiled,

"So are you."

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

This favor has to be repaid.

After saying goodbye to a few people, Shang Shixuan also stepped into the big array with Su Ruowan and Ye Huaixin, and disappeared at the end of the sky.

The paths to heaven of the five immortal realms were opened one after another, and the corresponding monk attributes were also different.

Among them, the path to heaven in the Central Immortal Domain was the most difficult to walk, and the number of masters was far superior to that of other Immortal Domains.

In the Northern Immortal Realm, most of them are people who cultivate demons and evil arts.

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

Lin Qinghan looked at Sang Luo, and the dark pupils shone with fine starlight,

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

Sang Luo nodded and waved his hand at the two,

"Let's go, goodbye."

Eventually, they will meet again.

"It must be safe."

Song Qingyun also shouted at Lin Qinghan and Lu Changsheng,

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

In the previous battle, he lost miserably, and he was trapped for a long time.

Goodbye, he will definitely surpass him in kendo!

Lin Qinghan turned his head to look at Song Qingyun, and a smile appeared on the face of the young man who had always been cold,

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

The words fell, and he disappeared into the formation gate.

Song Qingyun looked at the smile on Lin Qinghan's face, almost thinking that he was hallucinating, he turned his head to look at Sang Luo,

"Senior sister, I'm not mistaken. Lin Qinghan smiled at me. ”

Sang Luo turned his head to look at Song Qingyun,

"That's right."

Since the Cangwu Heavenly Tribulation, Yun He has fallen, and Lin Qinghan has appeared in the Shura Building, and she has never seen other expressions on his face.

Now this smile is looking forward to the day when they will meet again.

"It's time for us to go, too."

Sang Luo looked at Song Qingyun, raised his hand and tapped it on Xinglan's body, leaving a seal,

"Later, remember to protect Xinglan."

The path of exile in the Western Immortal Realm opened, and Sang Luo and his party had just stepped into the big array, and what was spreading in front of them was a thick bloody aura.

The blood mist is blind, and the killing has begun.

This is a huge Shura field, and one after another spiritual power spells are killing towards Sang Luo's side.

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

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

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

All of them came to kill them.

Zhang Jianting took the lead in raising his sword, his eyes flashing with scorching thunder,

"Just in time! Lao Tzu has just entered the realm of immortals, and he is short of whetstones! ”

The young man's long sword was raised, and in an instant, it attracted nine days of thunder, gathered on the sword body, and the moment it swooped down, the sword qi swept thousands of miles.

"Thunder, slash—"

The surging thunder light turned into a stream of sword qi and scattered away, as dexterous as a thunder snake, forcing many monks to retreat dozens of steps one after another.

At the same time, Sang Luo also drew his sword out, the phoenix fire gathered on top of the phoenix, and the place where the long sword slashed, the fire phoenix burned the plain-

The fire phoenix let out a humming roar, and the breath of Haoran burst out from the long sword, intertwined with the thunder light, and opened a bloody path in front of the two of them.

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

"Let's go!"

The second more ~

(End of chapter)