Chapter 320: Xianluo Fanchen is just Fan!

A demon like an immortal, on the day of its birth, the sky above the demon sword forbidden land suddenly dazzled, and there was a forbidden land. The horror saint saw the immortal light as if there were celestial beings slaughtering. For all generations, she is the only one.
Demon Ruoxian, when he was born, his whole body was wrapped in fairy light, and he has been refined since he was a baby.
When the demon was born, her mother let go. Her mother was a saint. Just because she gave birth to her, she passed away. There are saints saying that it is because she gave birth to a real immortal that everything that the saint gave to her , Exhausted a thousand years of life.
Yao Ruoxian grows in such an environment.
The first word she came into contact with in her life was the word "Xian".
Her ambition in life is also... immortal!
The hard work and hard work she put into this far surpasses others. Since she was three years old, she has been reading books and practicing various martial arts in the Forbidden Land of Demon Sword. At the age of ten, she abolished these Taoisms and renewed Sorting out the Tao that belongs to her, it is the Tao that integrates all kinds of profound meanings, and she has become more immortal since then.
Next, she seemed to be favored by the heavens, no matter what she did, there would be no detriment. There was obviously a huge danger. She was born in the past, and the danger was like bypassing her. She seemed to be the protagonist of this era. Everything is considered for her.
What kind of mentality will she form like this?
When she was at the fourth level of the ascending heaven realm, she realized the essence of the profound meaning of her Tao in one fell swoop, and refined it into the saint's law, she was like sublimation, the whole person bloomed with endless brilliance, piercing the clouds, shining demon swords The forbidden areas are all in detail.
At that moment, the heavens felt a sense of it, and the Rui Caixia ray hung down.
In the help of heaven, she completely consummated the saint's law. From then on, the southern Xinjiang and the vast world were shaken.
Everyone says that she will become a fairy.
She also thinks she will become a fairy, it's just a matter of time.
Even if she walked out of the demon sword forbidden area and walked in the outside world, it was all praise, all looking up, all envy, and all jealousy.
She had never heard a mockery of her.
Since there is memory, there is no.
Every sentence is a compliment, she is omnipotent, and she is her peerless beauty.
At a young age, she has already bloomed with gorgeous beauty.
She is like a rising star, and the shining southern Xinjiang is dim.
She challenged the beauty of Bing Yuyan at a young age.
She really didn't understand what was failure, what was sarcasm, what was ridicule, what was looking down, and what was counterattack was nothing.
She only knows that she is moving towards becoming immortal and will eventually become an immortal and become the world's common respect.
However, it was just like this that she shot because of publicity and stepped into the Darifeng Ruins. Faced with the low-level publicity, she actually lost and was beaten with no temper, and even the saint law was broken.
At that moment, her worldview almost collapsed.
Her narcissistic heart is almost crazy.
However, she is truly extraordinary. Not only did she adjust in time, she also used publicity as her demon, proudly embarking on a more domineering road.
Then she started a nightmare experience.
Until today and now.
The words of Zhang Yang, the extremely vicious blow, the demon Ruoxian who was protected with only sunshine and beauty, only invincible and powerful, collapsed.
She collapsed, from the proudest part of her heart.
Her dreams, her self-confidence, everything about her seemed to be cleansed up.
Once it collapses, it will go crazy.
She is not an ordinary weak woman.
She is a demon.
She is the only one who has won the battle with Zhang Yang again, even the Seventh Prince has never done it.
Her crazy eyes were full of murderous intent, she said fiercely like a crazy woman: "I want to kill you!"
Zhang Yang said contemptuously: "You are not my opponent, you are in the same realm, even if your Eucharist Saint is in your body, it will be fine to hit you both."
These words are even more exciting, making the demon Ruoxian go crazy, so did the people beat her two?
She wants to transform into immortals!
She is destined to be invincible!
However, she knew very well in her heart that she just couldn't beat Zhang Yang, at least the gap is very big now, she clenched her fists, her delicate face was distorted, and said cruelly: "I... kill myself!"
Zhang Yang sighed, this is the flower in the greenhouse.
He once mentioned the experience of "Yu Wushuang" to Yao Ruoxian, hoping that she could understand and remember, but she still couldn't do it.
At this time, you can see that the female war Yu Wushuang before Yong Ye is extraordinary.
The so-called roots, talents, potential, family background, background, etc. are not important. The most important thing is... never give up!
These four words are enough to make a mortal guard against the sky.
May I ask which one has reached the level of saints and has not experienced failure? Those who haven't been hit will die? Not all of them stick to these four words.
"Never give up" is the best recipe.
Look at the demon if the immortal again, the immortal falling to the earth is just the mortal!
She is actually a mortal, she wants to be advertised as a fairy.
Immortal, how could it be so fragile.
Zhang Yang said indifferently: "Suicide, cowardly performance, you also want to transform into immortals and prove immortals. In your eyes, are you a joke yourself?"
Yao Ruoxian was just crazy and fierce.
Zhang Yang sighed: "Do you remember'Yu Wushuang'?"
The crazy demon Ruoxian Dun felt even more anxious. She didn't want to commit suicide anymore. There seemed to be a voice in her heart shouting that she would cross the eternity to confront the fairy of war who crossed the age of ten thousand races. She would not lose to her. It was just the goal she set in her heart in the Immortal Burying Ghost Ship. When this goal was determined, she was still a little eager to yearn for it and had greater motivation.
When Zhang Yang mentioned the name again, that feeling, that stubbornness, and that desire for immortality once again stimulated her original self-confidence, she couldn't die.
However, if you don't die, you will be a slave like a puppet, and you can't die if you die.
Being in a dilemma, she collapsed even more. She tripped madly and fell to the ground.
She is no longer an immortal, but more like a mad woman who has fallen into the world, with disheveled hair, her eyes confused, and her eyes out of focus.
Zhang Yang looked at her quietly.
Is it a transformation?
Is it a sinking?
Everything is in the demon.
He didn't intervene anymore, and he couldn't intervene. At this time, Yao Ruoxian could only rely on himself.
This is a complete subversion for Yao Ruoxian.
Sinking, there is no possibility of rising forever, there is no demon like a fairy in the world, there is only an ordinary mortal.
Transformation, she will truly have the possibility of becoming immortal, and she will truly open the way to the cloud.
Destiny will be her own control.
Zhang Yang is a demon catastrophe. This catastrophe fell from the third battle into the funeral celestial abyss and boarded the celestial burial ghost ship. He has a kind of insight. His demon catastrophe is used to temper the demon as an immortal. Only by sharpening the sharpening stone of the knife and sharpening her can she become a real fairy.
Thinking back to the experience in the funeral of Xianyuan, why not give people a sense that fate is honing a fairy knife for him.
From that moment on, he never considered killing her again.
Instead, be a whetstone.
Of course, he also moved other thoughts, such as looking at the Demon Sword Forbidden Area through the Demon Ruoxian, the top forbidden area in Southern Xinjiang that can compete with the Ghosts and Gods Terrace.
Yao Ruoxian screamed wildly, pulled his hair, snarled fiercely, and even wanted to self-mutilate. After a burst of mania, he returned to peace.
She just sat so quietly, motionless, as if she had become a puppet.
I don't know how long it has passed, and the wind has blown on the top of the mountain.
When the wind was not strong, he picked up the messy hair of the demon Ruoxian, and saw the little flower that she had trampled on before, stubbornly standing upright again, swaying with the wind, exuding its fragrance.
She looked at it and her eyes were wet.
she cried.