The man who called for wind and rain retreated, and a charming woman with a slim waist stepped forward and said to the skinny old man: "Nine Gates, Seven Valleys, Three Palaces, and Eighteen Mountains have all sent people to serve. Which sect does the ancestor want to touch?"
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"Let's go down to the Heart Refining Valley to explore." When he mentioned the Heart Refining Valley, the skinny old man's eyes became lustful. He didn't care about the subordinates around him and directly pulled the wasp-waisted woman into his arms, holding her hands like ghost claws.
The collar penetrated, grabbing and rubbing hard.
The wasp-waisted woman softly cried out in pain, then chuckled, raised her hand and threw a spell into the sky.
A moment later, a red haze came from the east. Inside, there were nearly two hundred women, all of them enchanting and beautiful. However, these nearly two hundred women together could not even get an inch of cloth out of their bodies.
Not wearing a single hair, and not having any sense of shame, they all scratched their heads, bowed to the skinny old man, and shouted in an untidy voice: "Greetings to our ancestors, and serving our ancestors."
'Old Ancestor' chuckled and said: "Good boy, go down and break the strange fog for me first, and kill the little demon who is casting the spell. Then I will let you serve me." As he spoke, he rubbed his hands harder and held them in his arms.
The wasp-waisted woman did not dare to cry out in pain any more and bit her lip.
Among the red clouds, most of the female cultivators in the 'Refining Heart Valley' nodded, but there was one who was smart, and said with a smile: "If you want to serve the ancestor first, and then go to work for the ancestor, you must be a hundred times more energetic...
.." When speaking, he deliberately puffed out his proud chest.
But before she could finish her words, the ancestor who was smiling lewdly changed his color suddenly, opened his mouth wide and extended his long tongue like lightning, and suddenly he rolled her up and pulled her into his mouth.
The old monster's appearance is strange. But after all, it can't be separated from the outline of an ordinary person, and at this moment, his mouth is so big that it can really fit a person. With the sound of chewing, the old monster starts to make the mouth look charming.
The disciple of Lianxin Palace chewed it, raised his head, swallowed it, and roared ferociously at the others: "Get out of here!"
The other women's faces were pale in the red clouds, but they could not hide the gloating in their eyes. They seemed to feel that their companions deserved to die. They were naked, swords drawn, and they rushed from the clouds into the fog of Zhenye Mountain City.
The wasp-waisted woman in the old monster's arms stretched out her hand, wiped away the blood that flowed from the corner of the old monster's mouth, and put it back into her mouth to suck. She kept laughing, and after a moment, she suddenly let out a squeak, and the ghost claws that were rubbing on the chest stretched out and explored.
Towards deeper dangers.
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In the city, Su Jing took out Lishan's healing medicine and gave it to the two monks, and then gave each of them a ray of Yanghuo True Essence to help them heal.
Guo Xian quickly opened his eyes. He was injured more seriously than his senior brother, but Su Jingdu gave him much more real energy than he gave Jingxian. The young monk's mouth moved, and Su Jing knew what he wanted to ask, so he responded: "
Jing Xian is fine and his injuries are less severe than yours."
As soon as he said this, Su Jing's face turned cold and he said to Guo Xian: "The enemy is down. I'll go out and you can heal your wounds in peace." After saying that, he stood up and was about to leave. Jingxian beside him suddenly spoke with difficulty: "This city
...please give me a favor, Master Su.”
The monk who had always treated the disciples from the mountain with a cold face finally softened his tone at this moment.
The disciples of Li Shanmen all have a sense of justice, and the Mitiantai disciples who are both Tianzong coexist with a compassionate heart. Jingxian's request does not come because of himself, but only for the innocent people in the city.
"Don't worry." He left two words behind. Su Jing disappeared and disappeared into the thick fog.
There is a strange smell added to the mist: some sweet, some fishy. At first smell, it will make people frown, but if you smell it carefully, as long as you are a man, your heart will beat a few times in your chest, and your blood will gradually become stronger.
open......
The two disciples of the Heart Refining Palace held hands, twisted their waists, and walked cautiously in the fog, their shining flying swords flying around to protect themselves.
As soon as their large group of people rushed down, they separated after a while. In the fog, everyone could only see three feet of their body. The two naked women did not dare to separate and explore forward in the heavy fog...
.Suddenly, a voice came into the ears of the two of them: "Who are you and what is your conspiracy?"
The two female cultivators were startled, but soon calmed down. One responded: "My maid, Xixi." The other said, "My slave." Then the two said in unison: "Greetings, my dear husband."
Having said this in a few words, the two female cultivators felt completely relaxed. The enemy was a man, and they did not need to be afraid as long as it was a man.
The evil method of Lianxin Palace is to find a baby girl born in the yin period of the yin day. When she is nine years old, nine months and nine days old, her body blood will be drained and refined into a pill. The disciples of the Lianxin Sect will take one pill every year, and everyone will be free from evil spirits.
The body of yin... They have eaten so many baby girls for how many years they have been practicing.
The smell in the mist is their body scent. Mortal men will soon become intoxicated after smelling it and will willingly provide it for them to take supplements. Monks will inevitably become confused and confused if they smell it, and even if they are not calm, they will be confused by them.
Listening to the voice in the fog, it was just a young man. He was not old enough to be a Taoist, so he probably relied on the master's treasure to spread such a strange fog.
'Xixi' looked around: "My dear husband, where are you? I can't see you, but can you see us?"
Ah Su's face was flushed, and her voice was wheezing: "Little Xianggong, is this mist yours?" As she spoke, she raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and giggled: "Little Xianggong, you
It’s very hot in the mist. You are the mist master. Is there any way to make the slave less hot..."
As she spoke, her two long legs were tightly together, her upper body was slightly forward, and her buttocks were raised.
Another evil girl, Xixi, chuckled and asked: "My dear husband, where are you? Are you in front of her or behind her...I guess it's behind her."
"In front." Su Jing responded, appearing three feet in front of the two women.
The figure appears, and the Beiming Sword flashes!
The bowed buttocks of the 'A'sui' were pierced between the eyebrows with a sword! Blood splattered, and there was a trace of color in the thick fog, and the sweet smell was less.
Even the fragrance of A-Yan's real Yuan Yin could not shake her state of mind, so how could she give them an opportunity to exploit such nondescript and evil spells?
Su Jing showed no mercy to such evil cultivators who dared to use evil methods to bring disaster to a big city.
When the self-proclaimed 'Xixi' saw the enemy appear and his companions beheaded, he immediately shouted, his protective flying sword exploded, and at the same time he opened his mouth, raised his hands, and threw his feet, and several other magic spells that had been prepared for a long time hit Su Jing at the same time.
.......all hit!
Flying swords, magic weapons, magical powers, even 'little Xianggong' could not avoid it.
The situation was so scary. It turned out to be an embroidered pillow that was vulnerable. In surprise, Xixi couldn't help but smile, but then she found that the young man opposite was actually smiling too... A serious smile followed him.
The shape was broken and disappeared, it was nothing more than an illusion.
"Who are you, and what are your intentions?" Xixi remembered the voice of 'little husband' again, and it was still the same eight words.
The evil female cultivator dares to fight, activates the spell and runs away!
It swept more than a hundred feet in a hurry, breaking several walls and smashing several trees. 'Little Xianggong' didn't seem to be chasing her. 'Xixi' took a moment to calm down, and suddenly heard Su Jing's voice not far away.
:Who are you and what are your intentions?
The same question, but instead of asking her, Su Jing asked another nearby woman from Lianxin Palace.
Xixi looked startled and did not remind her classmates that the 'little husband' was eyeing someone else. She took the opportunity to escape, relaxed her movements, and quietly escaped in the direction opposite to Su Jing's voice. But just as she moved,
Su Jing's sneer clearly sounded in her ears, the sound was transmitted secretly, and it was a sneer specially meant for her to hear.
The next moment, the charming laughter of the woman from the Lianxin Palace not far away who was being questioned by Su Jing rang out... and then stopped abruptly in the blink of an eye.
There was no anger, let alone screams, and the delicate laughter was cut off without any warning.
Then, there was a muffled "bang" in front of her, and the corpse of her classmate who had just been beheaded was thrown in front of her by Su Jing. The same eight words rang in her ears: "Who are you, and what is your conspiracy?"
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Xi Xi didn't answer, flew his sword to protect himself, turned around and ran away again.
Still a hundred feet passed by, still a corpse of a fellow disciple was thrown in front of me, still those eight words of questioning!
Su Jing didn't chase her, but he was the master of this heavy fog. He knew the whereabouts of all the enemies who entered it. He could select them at will, ask questions, kill them if they didn't answer, and then throw the corpses to 'Xixi' to see.
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Two by one, five by six, nine by ten, Xixi fled all the way, and the 'little husband' was really like a ghost haunting her, constantly hunting down her fellow disciples and then bringing their corpses and the horoscopes for interrogation.
The young man's voice, which he had not paid any attention to before, calmly asked, if it falls into Xixi's ears now, how is it different from the roar of King Yama!
In less than a stick of incense, Xixi had already counted nearly thirty corpses of her companions.
Su Jing's fighting power is already amazing, and with the help of such a magical fog, and more importantly... he has made it back and forth from the Southern Wasteland! It was a true tempering experience in the bloody storms, and it is very important.
Compared with ordinary Middle-earth monks, he is sharper, more wild, and more simple and crude!
What's more, he is cunning.
If the ordinary cultivator is a strong male antelope, Su Jing is like a jackal that has bitten the throat of a bison. Even if his strength is inferior, he can still kill the opponent calmly.
At this time, the old monster in the sky seemed to have noticed that the situation in the city was not good. He raised his head and neck and roared fiercely to recall the female nuns!
No one can see through the thick fog in the Fox Land, but it will not block the progress of those inside. As long as they look for a direction, they will be able to get out sooner or later. However, the old monster in the sky did not give the order before, so the disciples of the Lianxin Palace did not dare to escape back, which was violated.
His edict is ten thousand times more miserable than dying in the fog.
The disciples of the Heart Refining Palace in the fog felt relieved and hurriedly activated their spells to fly into the sky.
'Xixi' also hurriedly used her magic to escape. Suddenly, her forehead felt hot and she was hit by 'Little Xianggong'. The evil female cultivator would definitely die if she returned. Unexpectedly, the invading Yang Fire not only did not hurt anyone, but also quickly
The circulation washed her eyes clean, and soon she could see clearly the situation in the fog:
More than a hundred female cultivators fly to the sky with the escape method;
A golden-red figure suddenly moved forward, flying through the fog as fast as lightning.
The sword light was like a rainbow, flashing dazzlingly; the screams were incessant and the sound was horrifying; blood spattered and the body fell... When the enemy who broke into the fog wanted to escape, Su Jing's sniping attack really started.
The Golden Crow has its own say in the fog. If Su Jing is unhappy, no one can leave.