When the stars fall, the stars in the night are shining like bright gemstones.


    However, the scene brought by the charming starlight made Ji Changsheng and others, and all the disciples of Changsheng school show their eyes.


    The red awn gold ring in the sky, as early as the moment when the stars appeared, completely disappeared without trace.


    The two elders of Changsheng sect did not even react, but turned into a blood mist in the stars.


    No one has ever seen such a miserable and charming, but penetrating horror.


    At this moment, Yang Xuan, with his feet on the void and the stars on his head, is like a God that has existed since ancient times, condescending, holding life and death.


    Somehow, there was an impulse to worship in the hearts of the disciples of Changsheng sect.


    No one rushed up again. When the three elders didn''t even live under Yang Xuan, everyone had a deep fear in their hearts.


    Including Ji Changsheng.


    "Ji Changsheng, guess, which side of my palms is death and which side is life?" Yang Xuan''s voice, like a divine Lun sound, fell from the sky and crashed into Ji Changsheng''s ears.


    Ji Changsheng''s face was calm. When the three elders turned into a wisp of wronged souls in front of him, he had a slightly pale face and strangely returned to calm.


    "Lord Bai, I guess you are all dead in your palms." Ji Changsheng said, looking at Yang Xuan standing in the air.


    "Ji Changsheng, you are wrong. My left hand is for life and my right hand is for death." Yang Xuan said faintly. His eyes penetrated the stars and stabbed Ji Changsheng: "I asked you to choose, but it''s a pity that you chose death."


    Ji Changsheng sighed slightly, his fingers trembled, and all kinds of brilliance bloomed.


    The light expanded, and what appeared in his hands was a party full of ancient simplicity, vicissitudes, and even some worn and yellowing seals.


    "Changsheng Changsheng, our Changsheng sect is looking for Changsheng. This Changsheng seal is given by ancient gods and people. It has been the treasure of our Changsheng sect since ancient times." Ji Changsheng held the seal in his right hand and said faintly, "Lord Bai, if you can get this seal, you can get the loyalty of our Changsheng sect."


    Yang Xuan smiled and said with a smile, "Ji Changsheng, don''t you think it''s too late to say this now?"


    Ji Changsheng shook his head and said, "it''s not too late!"


    The next moment, he threw the Changsheng seal in his hand at Yang Xuan.


    All the eyes of Changsheng gate fell on the Changsheng seal rolling in the air, with expectation and hope in their eyes.


    At this time, a light voice came from Ji Changsheng''s mouth and spread all over the four directions: "may you live forever!"


    Boom!


    The whole world has changed.


    Yang Xuan looked around. At the moment, he was standing in an endless lake. The microwave rippled and the pool was sparkling. Lotus leaves like a green blanket were spread on the water one by one, forming a green barrier.


    The delicate lotus stands tall and graceful. When it is blown by the wind and vibrates gently, it shakes off a few drops of dew and drops in the lake, creating layers of ripples.


    When the breeze blows, Yang Xuan''s long hair is flying. Looking around, he looks like a fairy.


    Isn''t this the final dream of every alchemist?


    "Interesting!" Yang Xuan smiled at the corners of his mouth, walked gently and walked in the air between lotus leaves.


    However, as he walked, his steps became heavier and heavier. His legs gradually fell into the lotus leaves and sank into the lake.


    His strength is rapidly dissipating in this endless lotus pond.


    "Wish to live forever?" Yang Xuan felt the warmth of the lake with his feet, but gently shook his head: "longevity is far away. Who dares to talk about longevity is just an empty dream and wishful thinking."


    After talking, he gently took off a lotus on his side.


    The lotus leaves its branches, and the dew in the petals drips out gently, with a faint fragrance.


    Yang Xuan flicked his fingers and pieces of petals fell out like butterflies.


    Petals fly, the world is broken.


    Ji Changsheng held the Changsheng seal in his hand and quietly looked at Yang Xuan, but asked an inexplicable question: "what the alchemist wants is Changsheng. Why don''t you want to live forever?"


    Yang Xuan smiled: "longevity? The universe has an end. How can you live forever?"


    Ji Changsheng''s face was a little pale and stopped talking. He waved his fingers in his left hand and made dozens of decisions in an instant. Then he pointed to the Changsheng seal in his right hand and drank: "seek Changsheng."


    Boom!


    The world will change again.


    Yang Xuan looked up at the sky. A towering mountain peak plunged into the sky. The peak disappeared into the clouds.


    And he is standing on the clouds, and his feet are empty and boundless, like a mirror like flat sky.


    "Good!"


    He nodded his head and expressed his admiration. Then he stamped his right foot and stepped back on the mountain that had just emerged from the mirror.


    "It''s a little interesting, but the mood is wrong." he commented: "longevity is like a mountain. Seeking longevity is mountaineering. You can only move forward. How can you turn back?"


    The mountain collapsed suddenly, and Ji Changsheng''s slightly embarrassed figure was exposed among the rubble.


    He took the Changsheng seal, his face became more pale, and even a touch of unnatural purplish red appeared.


    Yang Xuan looked at him and asked faintly, "is there anything else?"


    Ji Changsheng took a deep breath, and the Changsheng seal in his hand flew out of the air and floated in front of him. The next moment, he sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Changsheng seal.


    The original white and transparent immortal became scarlet when India was born, but there was a tragic smell between the twists and turns.


    Ji Chang''s face was like gold paper. After spraying a mouthful of blood, he made a miserable sound: "I have to live forever."


    The sky is red and the ground is red.


    The whole world is immersed in endless blood. The thick smell of blood goes straight to the nose and makes people sick.


    The endless blood formed several long red rivers across the sky. Between the roaring, layers of blood mist rose and shrouded Yang Xuan together.


    A great power came out of the blood fog. Vaguely, it seemed that a blood God appeared after the blood fog and looked at Yang Xuan coldly.


    However, Yang Xuan shook his head.


    "This move is not as good as the one just now." he said faintly. His voice was unspeakable. It seemed that what he faced was not blood at all, but the gurgling brook and running water.


    "Why?" Ji Changsheng''s shrill voice shot out of the blood and shook the world.


    "Longevity is not available, so your so-called longevity is just wishful thinking." Yang Xuan said faintly: "you have three moves with magic weapons, and I''ll only give you one move."


    After talking, he raised his arm gently, and then pointed out.


    "Destroy, grow, live!" he said word by word.


    The blood color disappeared and the sky became quiet. The elders and disciples of Changsheng gate looked forward to it, but they saw a scene that they would never forget.


    "No!" Ji Changsheng screamed bitterly, reaching out to catch the Changsheng seal floating quietly in front of him.


    Click!


    The print is broken!


    The debris fell slowly.


    If Ji Changsheng was hit hard, the whole person was like a kite with a broken line, falling straight from the sky. In front of everyone, he hit the ground hard and made a loud noise.


    The sound reverberated.


    The owner of Changsheng gate was numb and could not make any response.