Among the thousands of miles above the Noah continent, there is a huge floating island floating in the air. It is said that this is an island! But its area is as big as the entire Asia-European plate and the Pacific plate.

It is the kingdom of angels, the city of angels.

Angels, the holiest race on the continent of Noah, are in charge of the order of this continent, and they can be said to be the staff of the court.

They are an extremely arrogant race, and the wings behind them are their symbols. Only elves and demons can reach the same level as them.

Royal City—Duke of Carlos

A handsome silver-haired man lay on the luxurious, comfortable and soft white bed without moving, and his breath disappeared, just like a dead person, lying on the bed.

Suddenly, the man who had no life breath suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the strange ceiling.

In just a moment, his whole body immediately entered a state of alert, and immediately jumped up, skillfully using the perfect side flip to jump off the bed.

Where is this?!

This was the only answer he wanted to know, and he looked around carefully.

What catches your eye is a white European-style luxury room with a whole white whole, with ancient white tables and chairs, ancient white framed mirrors, ancient white wooden doors, and ancient white framed windows. The most common thing catches your eye is white.

Hiss ~~

A violent sting came out of his mind, and countless memories emerged from his mind.

Bai Xuan Carlos, the eldest son of Caesar Carlos, one of the eight great dukes of the City of Angels! This word is not unusual if it is a race of humans or elves.

But when the ratio of men and women in Angels is 2:8, it is really a treasure. Six of the eight dukes in Angel City are women. Only the Carlos family and the Duke of the Daffel family are men.

Unfortunately, Bai Xuan has no talent for cultivation, can't absorb any fighting spirit at the age of 18, and can't emit any magic power. He is still an angel who has experienced four talent awakenings and still ends in failure.

Waste is synonymous with him. In the city of Angels, the maximum life span of angels that cannot be cultivated is only over 300 years old. As the realm becomes stronger, the life span will increase.

It can be said that he, who cannot practice, has no chance of getting a title...

When Bai Xuan opened his eyes again, the pain had disappeared

Try to check your body, except your own soul, and nothing else.

"It's true. I think I am a great sword immortal, how could I have the habit of taking over the body? It's better to reincarnate?" Bai Xuan muttered.

Because the predecessor no longer had the desire for life, it was as if his own life and death had nothing to do with him, and his soul had become a trace of residual soul to control this body, just like a walking corpse.

The soul of the sword immortal entered this body by chance, and the original residual soul of this body disappeared automatically.

It can be said that if Bai Xuan, the former, had a little survival chance, he would not have become a remnant soul, and the sword immortal would not have controlled this body, but would have become a portable old man who lived in his body.

Bai Xuan received the original memory and then became familiar with this body as he adapted in seconds.

He looked at the sun in the sky outside the window and took a deep breath.

Even if you come back to life...

In his previous life, he was the supreme sword immortal in the fairy world. He spent two thousand years to overcome the thunder tribulation and become the sword immortal. His move broke the history of the fairy world.

Unfortunately, the Immortal World ushered in a joint siege between the Demon World and the Demon World.

In this battle between immortals, demons and demons, the strong men in the fairy world fell, and he was alone duel with the Demon King and Demon King. Finally, he used his full cultivation to trigger a self-destruction to die with them.

Maybe his cultivation level was too high, which caused a time and space distortion during the self-destruction process, and his powerful soul was sucked in.

Bai Xuan walked to the mirror and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar self in the mirror.

The bright silver long hair is vertically behind the head, the flying heroic sword eyebrows are slanted, the slender and sharp golden eyes are hidden, the thin lips are thin and pursed, and the angular outline is thin but covered by Bai Xuan's temperament. He is like the immortal king in the heavenly palace, cold and lonely but proud, and the solitary and independent exudes the power of looking down on the world.

What a handsome European white man, even Bai Xuan was a little surprised, although he had never seen a white European man...

"Ange?" Bai Xuan thought to himself, and his mind unconsciously triggered a sense of induction.

With a low loudness, behind Bai Xuan's unconsciousness, a pair of white and holy wings spread out.

Bai Xuan looked back and saw that his wings had already been closed and stopped quietly behind him. Looking at the wings, Bai Xuan's cold golden eyes became a little cold.

I'm actually a birdman!!!

Bai Xuan is really wrong now! I miss him, a sword immortal in the fairy world! It takes thousands of miles in one step! Flying and teleporting is no problem! What other wings are used?! The wings of birds can even be placed on people! This is simply an insult to him!

As a result, he had been practicing for thousands of years, he could not bear the fact that he suddenly became a birdman!

Unfortunately, he didn't notice that this is not the territory of the yellow people in the fairy world, but the territory of the white people in the West...

Two different kinds of people, in the fairy world, can fly even if they are foundation-building monks.

But here, flying is a desire. Only angels, elves, demons, dragons, and minority beasts with their own wings have the ability to fly. If the human race wants to fly, it must practice extremely rare flying magic. But only magicians have this opportunity with this extremely small chance, and other professions do not have this opportunity.

Dwarf? Who can fly before?

Bai Xuan kept staring at the wings behind him and sighed heavily. He also knew that these wings were born and could not be pulled out at all. Just wings are just wings, and it is quite good to be a decoration.

Staring at myself with wings in the mirror again, his handsome golden eyes narrowed slightly

Can't cultivate fighting spirit? But you can still cultivate immortality!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!