Fang Qingya drove the flying magic weapon extremely fast, she always had the same dream for ten consecutive days, in the dream, Qin Zong was full of corpses, and the senior brother Qin Cang was hung under the Tingyu Pavilion archway, covered in blood.

She finally couldn't help but want to go back, go back to see him, and after so long, she found that she still had him in her heart.

The sky in front of him was blood-red, and as I got closer, a rush of bloody smell permeated the air.

Fang Qingya stopped the flying magic weapon urgently, quickly turned around and reversed, wanting to stay away from the bypass, her strength was only a mirror of the gods, in this immortal cultivation world full of immortals, her strength was not even enough to protect herself, and she could only stay away in case of trouble.

Whoosh, a spirit boat chased after her at great speed, and it only took a moment to catch up with her, and two robbers flashed out from the spirit boat, blocking her in front of her.

"Who are you, why are you in my way?" Fang Qingya's eyes noticed the word Flying Immortal embroidered on the hem of the other party's clothes, and her expression was slightly nervous.

The two immortals didn't answer her words, and one of them flashed and appeared in front of Fang Qingya, reaching out and clasping her neck.

Although Fang Qingya had passed through the Kunpeng Enlightenment of the Heart of the Northern Darkness and raised her strength to the Divine Transformation Mirror, she still had no resistance in front of the Immortal Tribulation, and she was caught by her neck before she even reacted, unable to move.

Fang Qingya is an extremely beautiful woman, and she had a place among the four beauties in Zhongzhou back then, but that person didn't have the slightest pity for the jade, and with the strength in his hand, Fang Qingya's face suddenly turned pale, and her consciousness gradually blurred.

"Are you going to die, it's a pity, I don't know how my brother is, senior brother, goodbye, senior brother, Qingya really wants to see you again. At this moment, Fang Qingya has no fear of death in her heart, just a little regret, and a little regret, if only he didn't leave back then, no matter what he becomes, at least I will accompany him.

Fang Qingya sighed in her heart, she felt her neck loosen, her body began to sink, the speed became faster and faster, and the sound of the wind when she sank was hunting in her ears?

Suddenly, she felt her body pause, and the speed of sinking began to slow down, am I dead? Fang Qingya's consciousness asked, it turned out that death was not so terrible, at least, it didn't hurt!

"Girl, are you alright?" a voice sounded in her ear.

Fang Qingya slowly opened her eyes, the person saw her open her eyes, let go of the hand holding her waist, Fang Qingya rolled her eyes, they were no longer in the air now, they fell to the ground, the two immortals who wanted to kill him before fell to the side, and they were already out of breath.

Fang Qingya knew what was going on even if she was stupid, she hurriedly thanked the man in front of her: "Thank you Gongzi for saving your life, I don't know what to call Gongzi." ”

"Ye Ling!" Ye Ling waved his hand slightly, didn't talk to her again, and flew away in the direction that emitted the smell of blood.

Fang Qingya originally wanted to bypass that direction, but after a slight plan, she flew and moved, also approaching the place where the smell of blood was emanating.

This is a mortal city, but in the entire city, except for the dozen or so immortal cultivators in the sky, there is no living person, and there are countless corpses lying on the streets, and those corpses have a common feature, the blood is stripped away, and they have become dry corpses.

Fang Qingya stared blankly at the hellish scene in front of her, her stomach churned, Ye Ling was holding a spear, his body seemed to teleport, and suddenly flashed in all directions, every time he flashed, an immortal cultivator died, and in less than half a moment, there were only two of them in the entire city.

Ye Ling put away his gun, tilted his head, glanced at Fang Qingya expressionlessly, turned around and raised his head, his spiritual power was running, and the huge blood ball above the city was pulled down by him.

A smear of blood scattered into the dried corpses under the city, and with the fusion of blood, those corpses gradually became full, but there was no miracle, they were still corpses.

Ye Ling's spear danced, and a huge crater appeared on the ground, and under the traction of his spiritual power, corpses fell into the pit.

A pit filled, and he swung his spear to form a huge grave bag, stepped aside, and shot out a pit again, and the spiritual power continued to pull the corpse into it.

Fang Qingya couldn't help, she could only stand aside and watch, for a long time, except for the corpses of the dozen or so immortal cultivators in the entire city, the corpses of all mortals had been buried by Ye Ling.

He sat cross-legged on the spot, and more than a dozen corpses of the immortals floated up in the air, one after another exploded, turning into blood mist, blood mist converged, condensed into a blood cloud, a cyclone appeared above Ye Ling's head, and the blood cloud was pulled by the cyclone, turning into countless blood-colored silk threads, which merged into his body.

Fang Qingya looked at Ye Ling's movements blankly, and couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

An hour later, Ye Ling got up and saw Fang Qingya, who was still standing in place, and said in slight surprise: "The girl hasn't left yet?"

Fang Qingya didn't stop leaving, she was really frightened by Ye Ling's action of devouring those immortal cultivators just now, so that she was stunned, hearing Ye Ling's words, her face changed, she was slightly blessed by Ye Ling, turned around, and didn't even have a flying magic weapon, she stepped directly into the air and flew away quickly.

Ye Ling shook his head slightly, he slowly walked to the huge grave bags, thought about it, and erected a huge stone tablet in front of each grave bag.

The stele was not inscribed, and it was not known how to engrave it, and the entire mortal city was dead, and no one would come to worship.

Ye Ling was about to leave, Fang Qingya drove the flying magic weapon towards this side at a high speed, there were three figures chasing behind her, those three people were all flying in the sky, although the realm had reached the Immortal Tribulation, but she was not able to catch up with Shang Qingya at the first time, so that she successfully escaped in front of Ye Ling.

Fang Qingya breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Ye Ling, quickly fell behind and hid behind Ye Ling.

The three of them didn't seem to take Ye Ling in their eyes, and after they fell, they approached step by step.

Ye Ling knew their identities just by looking at their clothes, he took out his spear, his body suddenly disappeared, three breaths, just three breaths, the three immortals were pierced through the neck, and exploded into a blood mist in the sky.

Ye Ling waved his hand, and the blood mist condensed into beads, he did not devour them again, but reached out and took out a porcelain bottle, put the blood beads into the porcelain bottle and put them in the Qiankun bag.

Ye Ling turned around, he didn't talk to Fang Qingya, and left step by step.

Ye Gongzi stayed. Fang Qingya spoke.

Ye Ling paused slightly, but he didn't stop, he didn't look back, his body flashed, and he disappeared directly out of thin air.

Fang Qingya was stunned, she rubbed her eyes, and looked at the place where Ye Ling disappeared, she could only let out a helpless sigh, she looked at the huge wordless tombstones erected in the city, and there was a panic in her heart for no reason, and she quickly moved away from the flying magic weapon.

Fang Qingya felt that today was her unlucky day, she had only traveled less than a hundred miles, and she was blocked by two robbing immortals, and from the ill-intentioned eyes of these two people, she felt a little bad.