Huang Qingwan could feel the vitality in that person's body, not a dead body.

It was the first time she had encountered such a strange and powerful spiritual cultivator, and she didn't know who it was in the Tianshu Holy Land.

The wind in the night was cold, and there was nothing but the two of them.

Even the guards patrolling the palace refused to take a step closer.

In the distance, a few large trees were planted, and on a March day, many of the leaves began to wither. A few fallen leaves fell in the night wind, but those fallen leaves flew against the wind, and refused to fall over, as if even the fallen leaves were afraid of the man in the embroidered shoes.

"Giggle--it's fast--" The phoenix lightly pulled his figure in a flash, and the man with a strange yin and yang spirit came up again, like a ghost, silently.

Although he has been walking on the ground, the pair of embroidered shoes has always been a few centimeters away from the ground, not touching the ground.

His body was also stiff and terrifying, and with every step, the bones in his body seemed to fall apart, and there was a clicking sound.

Huang Qingwan's figure was already very fast, and the figure of the man with embroidered shoes seemed to be a few points faster than her, Huang Qingwan always felt that the man was behind her, and when she turned around, she couldn't see anything.

"It's a good-looking man—" At this time, the man spoke again, the smell of fat powder and corpse smell was thick and faint, and it was the first time that Huang Qingwan had encountered such a fast speed.

I could hear the voice, but I couldn't see anyone.

"Bang-" At this moment, there was a piercing crash at the back of her head, and a blood-red light was seen heading directly towards the back of her head.

Even if Huang Qingtuan turned his back to the man, he felt this incomparably eerie murderous intent.

At the moment, his figure flashed, and then, he was also a step slower.

The cold blood-red cold light directly pierced the enchantment on her body, cutting off a strand of hair around Huangqing's ear.

Then, a huge coercion collided directly, and it turned out to be the realm of a saint cultivator!

Huang Qingwan herself is also a saint cultivator realm, and at that moment, her figure directly retreated hundreds of meters.

It wasn't that she was shocked by the coercion, but she retreated by herself.

She never thought that the yin and yang weird embroidered shoe man would actually reach the realm of a saint spiritual cultivator!

In the end, in the realm of several levels of saint cultivators, it was not clear for a while.

However, the visual inspection should not be high, if this man's realm is above her, it is estimated that Huang Qingwan must have been standing up by now.

"Huh? Did you dodge it? The man didn't seem to expect that he and his confident blow would be dodged by Huang Qing, he didn't get angry, but laughed, smiled, and the air around him seemed to drop a few degrees, and the smell of corpses in the air began to overpower the woman's fat powder.

Huang wrinkled his nose in displeasure, this smell mixed with the smell was really uncomfortable.

It was her carelessness just now, and now she can think of the most powerful person in the Tianshu Holy Land, and it is estimated that there is only the Tianshu Holy Lord, who can reach the realm of a saint spiritual cultivator, and there are not a few people on the entire Ziweixing, although it is only a primordial saint, it must also be a rhythm that scares people to death.

"Are you, Heavenly Lord?" Even if this man is strong and scary, Huang is still not afraid in front of him.