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Chapter 975 Not worthy of sanctification?

 Yes, what Shi Yu uses is exactly the way of time.

Since coming to this era, there are already many women who have had close contact with Zhong Wen.

Of course, he is no stranger to things in the room. He has also experienced all kinds of tricks such as double sports, multi-person sports, conscious and unconscious, etc.

However, the high-speed piston movement was still far beyond his knowledge and imagination.

What kind of experience is it to interact intimately with a stunningly beautiful woman at dozens of times the speed?

If someone hadn't had a cerebral thrombosis for twenty years, I'd be afraid that I wouldn't be able to ask such a question.

Zhong Wen was already able to provide an answer.

As for Shi Yu, the initiator of this strange situation, he was already like a puddle of mud, lying softly on the bed, completely losing his ability to move.

At this time, her eyes were blurry, her eyes were blurred, her mouth was panting, the waves were rising and falling, her pink cheeks were flushed, her smooth skin was not covered at all, and she was shining with a holy and gorgeous light, which was emitted all the time.

A fatal temptation.

This is no longer the lofty Master of Time Palace. He is clearly a peerless beauty and enchanting creature who can bring disaster to the country and the people.

Just glancing at her, Zhong Wen, who had finished his work, felt his blood surge again, his nose itched, and many strange and charming thoughts emerged in his mind.

Calm down!

Calm down!

Calm down!

Zhong Wen quickly gathered his mind, looked inwards at his own body, and kept reciting Amitabha Buddha silently.

If he were to do such a "high-speed exercise" again, he felt that his body would probably collapse completely, and even the Life and Fortune Pill would not be able to save it.

Not to mention fighting against Ye Jiangnan, it will be a PK with Liu Dawei, the fat man on Qingcheng Mountain next door. Who will win and who will lose is hard to predict.

It is said that this "war" ended so quickly because Shiyu accelerated the flow of time around the two of them. In Zhong Wen's perception, he had already experienced several days, so he should not be able to detect anything strange.

However, he always felt that his body was greatly damaged. As for the specific loss, he could not explain the reason.

The way of time is so mysterious and elusive.

With my physical condition, it is a bit unbearable, isn’t Sister Shiyu...

"Sister Shiyu, are you okay?"

When he thought of this, he quickly turned sideways, stared at Shi Yuchu's stunning face, and asked with concern.

"What's the matter with me?"

Shiyu seemed to want to sit up, struggled for a moment, but had no choice but to give up, and replied feebly, "I'm just a little tired, and I want to take a rest."

"Then have a good sleep."

Zhong Wen knew in his heart that Shi Yu was not as relaxed as he said, and he felt pity for her immediately. He couldn't help but leaned down and kissed her soft and delicate red lips, "I will cook a meal and bring it to you tomorrow morning."

"Just go and do your own business." Shiyu shook his head slightly and whispered softly, "Don't worry about me, I will take care of it..."

Her voice became softer and softer, and finally turned into a well-proportioned breathing sound. Her pretty red lips were slightly raised, as if she had entered a sweet dream.

"Thank you, Sister Shiyu, thank you, Qingyu."

Zhong Wen stared at her sinking face and said in an inaudible voice, "When I get through this disaster, I will definitely repay your friendship."

After saying that, he waved his right arm lightly and put on his coat. The dragon shadow flashed under his feet and quickly disappeared.

Shiyu's delicate body was lying on her side, her breathing was even, her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, her soft cheeks were bulging, she slept very soundly, and did not respond to him at all.

...

An imperial ginseng as thick as a towering tree lies quietly in the formation of the back mountain.

This ginseng is huge and has all four limbs. From a distance, it looks like a giant lying on the ground. It is spectacular. Its rich medicinal fragrance permeates the entire Qingfeng Mountain, attracting countless birds and animals to covet it.

However, these birds and beasts were clearly eager for the imperial ginseng, but they just hid in the distance and drooled. No one dared to step forward to snatch it.

All of this is just because of the two-legged beast in front of the formation.

That two-legged beast exudes a terrifying aura.

This is the real scent of an upper race!

It is the supreme pressure that only creatures at the top of the food chain can possess!

He watched helplessly as the two-legged beast stepped into the fog of the formation step by step. The birds and beasts around him screamed or roared, with expressions of unwillingness on their faces, but they stayed in place obediently, not daring to move forward.

Take half a step.

A voice from the depths of the soul screamed crazily in the ears, warning all creatures not to provoke this two-legged beast.

If you don't want to die miserably.

...

So cool!

Is this the power of a million-year elixir?

The two-legged beast that frightened all the birds and beasts in Qingfeng Mountain was naturally Zhong Wen.

He doesn't need to take action at all, just the aura of the earth dragon in his body is enough to make ninety-nine percent of the birds and beasts in the world surrender instantly.

The strongest creature in the world is by no means an empty name!

After leaving Shiyu, he decisively went to the back mountain and put the last remaining top-quality elixir into the formation.

This is a million-year-old imperial ginseng.

It is also the only million-year-old elixir in the entire Yaowang Valley.

Feeling the strong medicinal power coming from all directions, his expression relaxed and he knew that his judgment was not wrong.

Considering Zhong Wen's current physical condition, only this imperial ginseng can truly break through his shackles.

One moment...two moments...three moments...

There was only one elixir, but he absorbed it for half an hour before barely digesting 70% to 80% of it.

The next moment, more than two hundred spiritual weapons shot out dazzling lights at the same time, all illuminating his tall and straight body.

So hot!

He frowned slightly, not expecting that with his invincible physique, he still felt faintly burned.

He thought the pain would disappear soon, but unexpectedly, the burning sensation not only did not subside, but intensified, until his whole body was red and smoking, like a shrimp that had fallen into boiling water and was almost edible.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of sympathy and sympathy for Monkey Sun who was locked up in Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace.

Why don’t others feel any pain during this step?

I see Brother Qing, Xiaodie and the others, they all feel very comfortable.

Why do you have to bake it on the stove when it comes to my place?

Is it God's will that my old man with the ring is not worthy of becoming a saint? I can only help the protagonists obediently?

Damn it, I don’t believe in this evil!

If you don’t let me become a saint, I must become a saint!

As if his dignity had been greatly insulted, Zhong Wen's eyes suddenly ejaculated. The momentum around his body surged, his spiritual energy flowed, purple energy swirled, and golden light shone. He actually gritted his teeth and used all his strength to fight against this burning feeling.

Life and death.

Just when both sides were refusing to give in and were in a stalemate, the air around them suddenly changed.

Then, the burning sensation that almost drove him crazy disappeared in an instant, and turned into a refreshing trickle of warmth, surging back and forth in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, limbs and bones, feeling indescribably comfortable and comfortable.

Won?

Zhong Wen himself did not expect that victory would come so suddenly, and he was a little confused for a moment.

Then, a figure slowly appeared in front of his eyes, his whole body exuding a bright light, his eyes extremely clear, and a warm smile on his face.

"you're awake!"

Seeing the person's appearance clearly, Zhong Wen's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of surprise, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he responded with a bright smile.

This is a smile that comes from the heart.

It was also a sincere smile that had not appeared on his face for a long time.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning, and the earth-shattering sound shocked the entire Qingyun Mountains. The terrifying pressure came down like the top of Mount Tai, scaring countless birds and beasts around and fled in all directions, panicking and panicking.

Why bother with a million-year-old elixir?

"Are you coming?"

At this moment, Zhong Wen and the person in front of him looked at each other, and they could see unprecedented confidence and calmness in each other's eyes.

"Yes, here we come." The man replied with a smile.

"Then come on!"

Zhong Wen laughed, and jumped up at the same time as the people beside him, turned into two white rays of light, and fiercely faced the thunder calamity falling from the sky...

...

In front of the Wanjue Valley, which was once bustling with people but now empty of people, a young man with a hooked nose, a long sword on his waist and a fluttering white shirt greeted him.

Young Master Juejian, Xiao Wenjian!

I accidentally heard the waiter at the tea shop mention that he actually traveled a long distance and came to this once famous mysterious valley.

There were not ten thousand but eight thousand cultivators who entered the Valley of Ten Thousand Jue, but only two of them actually came out alive!

People's descriptions of Wanjue Valley came to mind, and Xiao Wenjian stared at the entrance of the valley, somewhat lost in thought.

I have nothing left!

What else is there to be afraid of?

The worst case scenario is death!

If you can't take revenge, what's the point of living?

The light in Xiao Wenjian's eyes gradually became firmer. He held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, tightened his fingers slightly, and then took a big step, stepping into the valley without hesitation...


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