Thinking of these two friends, Fang Xing felt a little sad. He pulled open the gourd plug and poured the wine at will: "I haven't come to see you for many years, so I will pay tribute to you first... When I break through to Dao Zun in the future, I may not be able to pull you back..."

"It's funny to say that. After years of hard work, I finally became an immortal. In the end, I found that my mediocrity was just one of the 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals guarding the gate. When the monkey came, everyone would be as beautiful as possible..."

Fang Xing let out a long breath: "On the contrary, Dao Ting still exists, but it is a bit beyond my expectations."

Looking from afar, he saw that the Taoist court was still majestic and brilliant. The only difference was that the purple air came from the east without 30,000 miles.

"The Taoist Lord can condense the transcendent characteristics, but he may gain the inheritance of the transcendent."

"And Demon Lord, Demon Lord will definitely not let me go..."

Fang Xing sighed and walked away with his sword.

A sword light flashed, with an amazing speed, and it left the place in the blink of an eye.

"Fellow fellow Taoist please stay!"

At this moment, a divine sense suddenly came from behind him.

The Fang Xing's sword light continued to stop and disappeared in a flash.

"This sword fairy, such a fast sword escape, and such a cold temperament..."

A daffodil appeared in place, wearing an autumn-colored Taoist robe, and looked at the wine stains on the ground, which was a little strange: "This person looked at the Taoist court from afar... and there was also a good wine sprinkling on the ground. Could it be that he was tribute? Alas... How many real immortals did the demon master die in the "Sky Demon Transformation" back then?"

Just then, the sound of phoenix sounded.

The female daffodil was stunned and immediately saw the nineteen perfect phoenixes of true immortals coming to a carriage composed of various colors of flowers.

Around the fleet, there are colorful tassels, colorful and beautiful.

A pair of autumn eyes looked over directly.

"Meet the Lord Qiu Shui Daojun."

The female Narcissus saluted immediately. This person is still her ancestor in terms of seniority.

While saluting, she felt nervous: "I don't know why the ancestor came here?"

"Who has anyone been here just now?"

Qiushui Daojun looked here and suddenly waved his hand.

A piece of autumn water emerged, and time seemed to go back, and a sword immortal in blue was seen, with a graceful posture and a yellow-skinned gourd in his hand.

"It's this person?"

Seeing this person, a hint of surprise flashed through Qiu Shui Daojun's beautiful eyes.

The Taoist lords of their Taoist court have fallen into the vast land of the earth, and they can never find the trace of this immortal.

But unexpectedly, it happened to hit him?

‘This person has a transcendent inheritance in his hands. If I get it, I will at least become the realm of Taoism!’

Qiu Shui Daojun was surprised.

"Report to the ancestor..."

The daffodil was thinking about everything at this time and was about to sell Fang Xing for a good price: "I just think this sword fairy has an extraordinary posture, so she spoke far away to keep people, but she didn't keep them..."

"This is a bit weaker, but it's enough."

Qiu Shui Daojun's eyes moved, and a talisman appeared in his hand.

"Master?"

Before the daffodil could react, he was stuck on his body by a talisman, screaming and instantly turned into ashes.
Chapter completed!