"snowflake?"

The man named Yan Xian had his eyes closed, but a ray of frost flashed between his eyebrows. Unlike when he talked to the True Lord of Xianshen, he seemed to be more silent and cold at this moment.

This is what Huanhua Pavilion wants.

In addition to this thing, Huanhua Pavilion also needs one more thing.

That is the life of anyone who has been exposed to this thing...!

"The disaster is coming, and Shenju Pavilion should be wiped out."

Yan Xian murmured: "Plus to tomorrow's affairs... are almost enough."

He did not doubt the idea of ​​the True Lord of Xianshen. The True Lord of Xianshen will definitely intercept Lu Yushuang tomorrow, and the idea of ​​taking a concubine was not said to be.

A woman from Huanhua Pavilion, even though her status is not high, her identity represents the appearance of Huanhua Pavilion. Even if she is an immortal in the world, she dares not speak wildly, saying that she would list the female disciples of Huanhua Pavilion as concubines.

The True Lord Xianshen did not dare to do it, but after facing the siege of four masters from the sixth level of Huanhua Pavilion, he knew that it could not be saved, so he dared it.

Because he knew there was no way out, he thought in his heart that since there was no room for relief from Huanhua Pavilion, what's the point of plundering a female disciple as a concubine?

To put it bluntly... This always calm and steady True Lord of the Idle God has lost his composure and has no regard for the consequences. If he takes another step forward... he will go crazy.

"After all, it's not enough to do the Tao."

Yan Xian shook his head slightly, not knowing whether it was joy or regret, but his mood seemed quite complicated.

If the True Lord Yi Shen has the Taoist practice of the eighth level of heaven, he can see through the illusion. How could he be so confused or even crazy?

However, after his son died, this true king of Xianshen was quite calm and clearly distinguished between pros and cons. Just like a businessman pursuing profit, he was also using the calmest idea to eliminate the disadvantages, and doing the most beneficial things for him is not just sad. Although what he thought was not a good idea, he could finally see clearly the pros and cons.

From this step, the True Lord of Xianshen has probably reached the peak of his current realm, but he is not that short of that last moment.

One step difference is a world of difference.

"Huanhua Pavilion is difficult to rely on for the time being."

Yan Xian took the bottle and whispered: "Yan Zun, Yan Zun, don't let me down..."

After the words fell, he suddenly opened his eyes.

What kind of eyes are they?

The whites of eyes are as beautiful as jade, and the pupils are dark gray, which looks dark and deep, and is difficult to guess.

His eyes were filled with cold and evil, full of bloodshed, bloody, cold, killing, and... hunger.

He looked ahead, as if he had seen through the obstacles of billions of miles.

...

On the sea.

Qingyuan suddenly felt a little throbbing, looked into the distance, felt released, and swept for a moment, but there was nothing he had gained.

"Strange things..."

Qing originally had a high level of confidence in his own abilities, and he had just fought over the number one real person in the scattered sea area and had a vague advantage, so he couldn't help but feel a little bit of energy. But in just a momentum, he felt like he was being peeped at, and passed in an instant, and now he had a cold momentum of soaring into the sky and rolling demonic energy, flashing away.

This made Qingyuan feel awe-inspiring, and his little bit of his heart disappeared.

"The vast East Sea, with many great men and endless monsters."
Chapter completed!