Gou marries a wife in the world of immortality

With the passing of twenty years of Shouyuan...

Cheng Ao was aging visibly to the naked eye, and his long hair gradually began to fall out. His face was covered with age spots, his teeth fell out, and his eyes were extremely frightened, staring at his wrinkled and thin hands.

The flow of time returns to normal.

However, because Cheng Ao's body is very old, the golden elixir is also aging rapidly, and the power of his magic power is far less than before.

Now Cheng Ao's full blow is at most the same as the late Jindan.

Moreover, one has to worry about whether the body will disintegrate and disappear after this blow.

Every sect leader and ancestor looked at this scene with solemn expressions and horror in their eyes.

For these long-lived monks, time is the most terrifying thing.

Some people even saw their future in Cheng Ao.

After all, as long as you don't become an immortal, you will eventually be buried by the long river of time.

No one can beat the power of time.

The old master of the Alchemy Sect caressed his white beard and sighed with his eyes: "As time goes by, flowers bloom and fall. Throughout the ages, how many monks with amazing talent and beauty have been drowned by the long river of time..."

Gu Shenghai squirmed his lips and said with emotion: "Who would have expected that Fellow Daoist Li, who always keeps a low profile and doesn't like to be public, and is looked down upon by us sword cultivators, would already be walking in front of us without saying a word...

His swordsmanship and swordsmanship are unparalleled. No other monk in his realm can compete with him. It is not an exaggeration to call him the number one swordsman in the northern part of the Immortal Ruins. "

Pei Chang nodded slightly in agreement.

The swordsmanship that can cut off a person's life for twenty years with one sword is truly unstoppable.

The eyes of many sect leaders and ancestors are full of fear. For any monk, cutting off years is far more terrifying than cutting off one's own life.

Because Zhan Yueyue allows one to personally experience the process of old age and death, which is something that can make monks panic.

"Master Immortal, save me!"

Cheng Ao screamed in the sky unwillingly, with tears on his face and fear in his heart.

Cheng Ao could feel the passage of time on his body. Time was running so fast that he couldn't catch it and couldn't stop. He could only watch himself grow old...until he turned into a wisp of sand between heaven and earth.

Li Guanxuan, who was wearing a green shirt, still had a gentle temperament, like a scholar who would never get angry. He hung in the air with a calm expression, slashing down one sword after another.

Every sword looks so ordinary and unpretentious, but it is this kind of swordsmanship that is the most terrifying.

"No, no, no!"

Cheng Ao saw that his hands began to turn into wind and sand, and it was very difficult for him to even speak. He began to scream out his desire to survive with all his strength, hoping that this world could keep him for a while longer.

Whoosh~

The breeze blew by, sweeping away the wind and sand, and took Cheng Ao away.

One of the culprits of the Demonic Immortal Sect, who was responsible for planning and massacring the city and annihilating the clan, could not escape death after all.

After Cheng Ao fell, everyone was attracted by another scene and turned their heads to look in the direction of the Demon Suppression Tower.

Over there, two huge Dharma statues kept colliding, and the terrifying magic power continued to spread outwards, forming a regular field, which made people frightened.

Li Guanxuan put away the life-cutting sword and the ninety-nine flying swords. Many of his magical powers dissipated and he looked at the scene in front of him with complicated eyes.

"Old senior... I'm afraid he won't survive."

Liu Xiaoxian, who had blond hair and golden eyes and wore a loose Taoist robe, came over and said softly.

Wen Rongxin and other wives also came from the sky.

The old drunkard who was always slovenly, with messy hair and a rosy nose, turned out to be the most divine and holy in appearance. His sword intent filled the world. With the realm of Nascent Soul Dzogchen, he burst out with power comparable to the Dzogchen Dzogchen.

But this move is undoubtedly depleting the source of life.

Because the old drunkard's sword heart has long been broken, his realm has fallen to the Nascent Soul Dzogchen, and he has exploded with the power of the God Transformation Dzogchen. Every sword and every move is consuming his own life.

In other words, regardless of victory or defeat in this battle, the old drunkard will disappear.

"No wonder when we first met, he said that he could only save my life once..."

Li Guanxuan sighed with a complicated expression.

When the old drunkard came to Xianxu Continent, he might have already known his fate.

An old drunkard without a sword will have no pressure to deal with the Nascent Soul Master.

But facing the Great Perfection of Divine Transformation, one can only consume one's own life source.

"Woooooooo..."

In Xiongfeng, the little chubby golden-haired monkey was no longer laughing and joking like before. He was crying in pain. His fleshy little hands kept wiping away his tears. He was extremely sad.

The Flame Demon Bear King on the side also looked solemn and sad, and didn't know how to comfort Little Orange.

Obviously, the old drunkard is also a good friend of Little Orange.

Now that the old drunkard can't survive, Little Orange must be very sad.

"well!"

The Flame Demon Bear King sighed.

All the monks in the world are fighting for is time.

"Don't cry. There's nothing to cry about. One day, you, the stupid monkey raised by nature, will die too."

The soul of the old drunkard appeared in Xiong Feng, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the soft big head of Little Orange, and said with a smile:

"Li Guanxuan is a good man. If you follow him, life may be easier in the future. But don't be stupid and take advantage of others. When facing those bald donkeys, remember to be more cautious..."

Little Orange opened her tearful eyes and cried sadly, "Can I see you again in the future?"

"I guess I can't see you."

The old drunkard smiled with relief and said: "My monks cultivate their minds and cultivate their lives. If we can live for thousands of years, I have no regrets."

"Really?" Xiao Juzi asked sobbingly.

The old drunkard pressed the big golden-haired head hard and was too lazy to talk to the stupid monkey anymore. He looked towards Li Guanxuan.

Li Guanxuan bowed respectfully.

The old drunkard passed on his most proud and powerful swordsmanship to him. To a certain extent, the old drunkard was half of his master and he deserved to be worshiped.

Wen Rongxin and the other girls also saluted the old drunkard, their eyes full of gratitude.

The old drunkard smiled, accepted it readily, and said, "Li Guanxuan, can you promise me something?"

Li Guanxuan nodded and said, "Senior, please tell me."

The old drunkard said softly: "No matter what the future holds, you must always be a compassionate and righteous person, okay?"

Li Guanxuan was stunned for a moment. He thought the old drunkard wanted him to help with something, but he didn't expect it to be this...

"Junior, please keep this in mind." Li Guanxuan bowed again.

The old drunkard showed a satisfied and happy smile and sighed: "Actually, you and I are both poor people. We are where we are today because of the karma...

But you are very smart and know how to advance and retreat, understand gains and losses, and understand trade-offs. This is the way to live a long life. "

"cause and effect?"

Li Guanxuan frowned slightly, not quite understanding.

The old drunkard touched the wine gourd as a habit, but found that he was now in the form of a spirit body. He smiled casually and said:

"Xianxu Continent is a good place, but it is also a bad place. The person from Jiuxiao Academy will spread his luck all over the Xianxu Continent from time to time, resulting in some amazing and talented people often appearing in this continent.

Of course, those who have good luck generally have short lives, because they are involved in too many causes and effects, and have too many things to do, and in the end they all die of exhaustion. "

Li Guanxuan was shocked.

The one from Jiuxiao Academy...

Could it be that he is the palace lord?

Sprinkle luck all over Xianxu Continent...

Could it be that his Velvet Flower Spiritual Tree is also related to this?

No, what he has is not luck, but a fairy of unknown origin.

In other words, this fairy is specially designed to eat luck.

Li Guanxuan thought of the luck of the sword.

When his third uncle gave him the sword luck, the Velvet Flower Spirit Tree immediately helped him absorb and refine it.

To a certain extent, no matter what kind of luck it is, the Velvet Flower Spirit Tree can help him absorb it... that is, forcefully swallow it.

"Senior, do you still have any unfulfilled wishes?" Li Guanxuan asked.

"What, you want to help me finish it?" the old drunkard said with a smile.

"Keep it in mind first, and if there is a chance in the future, I can help senior complete it." Li Guanxuan answered honestly.

"As expected of you..."

The old drunkard shook his head and laughed, waving his hands and saying: "Let the past be bygones. The old man doesn't want to drag you into the whirlpool because of his own affairs. This is unjust.

How should you live in the future? No need to worry about my kindness. Live well and live well. This is the truth. "

The old drunkard knew in his heart that the reason why Li Guanxuan asked this question was because of his grievances with the Song family.

After all, he was suppressed by the empress in the heavenly prison because he wanted to ask the Song family about the sword, and the sword's heart was broken.

The old drunkard is also a kind and righteous person, unwilling to do some unkind and unjust things. Li Guanxuan is willing to keep his affairs in mind. It is Li Guanxuan's business, but he will never let Li Guanxuan solve his own affairs.

Li Guanxuan nodded slightly but did not speak.

The old drunkard sighed softly: "Li Guanxuan, the old man knows that you value love and justice, and will keep things in your heart silently. But when I, Wu Sheng, came to this world, I came empty-handed. When I return, I should put down everything and empty-handed." And go...don't let me go with a burden."

"Guanxuan understands." Li Guanxuan nodded heavily.

The old drunkard had a smile on his face, but in the end he didn't leave any words. His soul gradually dissipated and returned to his true form.

When his spirit came out of his body, in addition to looking at the greedy stupid monkey who was always worried, he wanted to say a few sincere words to Li Guanxuan.

He didn't want this young man who valued love and righteousness to follow in his footsteps.

…

Over there in the distant Demon Suppression Tower.

The demon fairy in the body of a dragon sacrificed a blood axe, with mysterious runes on it and overwhelming demonic power. At the same time, ghosts appeared repeatedly, making tragic wailing sounds.

The blood and souls of the monks killed by the Demon Immortal Cult were all gathered into this blood axe, causing the blood ax to fill the sky with resentment, enough to tear everything apart.

In addition, densely packed human puppets are moving towards the Demon Suppression Tower, majestic and majestic, like an iron-blooded army, crushing everything in the world.

The demon immortal with a dragon head laughed and said: "The demon clan is not allowed to approach the demon suppressing tower, but humans can do it, right? Wu Sheng, do you dare to stand on these human monks with your sword?"

Wu Sheng, the wine and sword fairy, spent his whole life slaying demons.

People who love drinking also attach great importance to friendship and are even willing to go to any lengths for their brothers.

Therefore, Wu Sheng is a righteous man, and his sword is a righteous sword. It can only kill demons and eliminate demons, and will not fall on human monks.

The old drunkard looked at the mighty army in front of him, narrowed his eyes, and sighed softly: "It seems that in order to help you complete your plan, the demon clan in Nanzhan Continent will not hesitate to use the secret method to figure out who is defending the situation today."

Before he came to Xianxu Continent, his secrets had long been concealed by the confused dean of Wuhui Academy.

So no one could guess that it was him who came to Xianxu Continent.

However, if someone from the Monster Clan could use astrology to predict today's game, they would probably be able to figure out who the person who came to defend the game was.

After all, in the huge Xianxu Continent, those who could take action were basically held back by the southern front.

If Jiuxiao Academy doesn't find help, the northern part of the Immortal Ruins will definitely not be able to defend it.

"Why do you need to take a trip into this muddy water? Wouldn't it be nice to live for a few more years and drink for a few more years?" said the demon with a dragon head.

"drink wine……"

The old drunkard laughed and said: "How can there be such pleasure as killing demons!"

After saying that, an invisible fire ignited in the old drunkard's body.

That is the source of life.

The old drunkard knew that his time was short, so at the last moment of his life, he still dedicated himself to the human race.

Guard the Demon Suppression Tower and kill the leader of the Demon Immortal Sect who has been causing trouble in the Immortal Ruins for many years.

"If you persist in your stubbornness, I will send you to death in advance!"

The demon fairy's eyes were cold, and he slashed down with the blood axe. The stars in the sky seemed to be drained all of a sudden. When the night fell, all the light converged on the blood axe.

An endless feeling of suffocation enveloped the world.

The blood ax is made from the blood and soul of human monks, and has the power to cut off the shackles of the Demon Suppression Tower.

This ax was not aimed at the old drunkard, but directly at the Demon Suppression Tower!

In the eyes of the demon fairy, the old drunkard is already a dead person, and there is no need to waste energy on him.

Breaking the Demon Suppression Tower is the most important thing!

"clang!"

The sword light cut through the night and hit the blood axe, blocking the blow.

The demon fairy's thunder was furious and slashed again!

A statue as high as the sky appeared. He was no longer full of disheveled hair, as if it had not been washed for thousands of years. He was dressed in cloth and holding a long sword. When facing the vast army of puppets, his eyes were filled with determination. Definitely.

"I don't have any inner pressure to kill people."

A voice appeared from the void, and black lightning passed through the sword light and fell directly on the army of puppets.

The demonic energy swept across and annihilated a large number of people.

"Zuo You?"

The old drunkard was slightly startled when he noticed the person coming.

Back then, he had been chasing Zuo You a lot, but now at the last moment, this person came to see him off.

Zuo You is a young man, dressed as a swordsman, majestic, with regular features and hidden edge.

At the same time, he is also one of the top ten demons of the demon clan, the Sword Demon.

"Jiuxiao Academy promised that humans and demons can coexist in Xianxu Continent, so our demon tribe will naturally have the responsibility to protect this land." Zuo You explained in a cold tone.

"The bald donkey in the west is not easy to deal with." The old drunkard said with a smile.

"none of your business."

Zuo You snarled back, glanced at the demon fairy with cold eyes, and sneered: "Who I thought he was, turns out to be a scumbag."

"Scum indeed."

The old drunkard echoed.

The Demon Immortal stared at the two of them and laughed and said: "If you come together, you are no match for me. I have made up my mind about the Demon Suppression Tower today!"

"Yeah?"

The old drunkard also laughed, picked up the wine gourd and took a sip, and then took another sip. The Dharma Appearance finally turned into an unparalleled divine sword, covering the sky and the sun, and hit the demon immortal without hesitation.

I can drink up all the rivers in one drink, swallow up the sun and the moon in another drink, and I can’t get drunk from a thousand cups, but I am the wine-swordsman!

With Sword Demon Lord Zuo You here, the old drunkard no longer has any worries. He uses his last life force to take away the demon fairy!