The strong from the wild

Boom!

Thunder sounded, and a golden palm with bloody light descended from the sky, appearing behind the real immortal master. The magic hand had long nails, like an incomparably long knife, scratching hard on the mask of the five-color formation in Yaochi, making a crackling sound. There was a screeching sound.

Wisps of blue smoke drifted out from the knife-like nails.

The formation mask was attacked by smoke, and there was a sign that it was thinning.

Reverend Xiaofeng and Reverend Wanfeng looked at each other, their expressions changed again.

"Shattering Ghost Smoke!"

Real person Xiaofeng exclaimed: "This is the formation-breaking ghost smoke personally refined by the Devil Emperor Hengshan! It is rumored that this kind of smoke is specially used to corrode the formation mask, no matter how strong and thick the formation mask is, it will be destroyed by dripping water Stone piercing, gradually piercing!"

"Please magic weapon!"

Master Wanfeng's eyes lit up, and he roared angrily, and then his whole body was like a shooting star, holding his immortal energy, and ruthlessly smashed into the water surface of the colorful fairy pond.

Boom!

A water column rose into the sky.

The water column is as high as 300 meters, just like a jade pillar, with a golden brilliance appearing on the top of the pillar.Master Wanfeng knelt down in front of Xiaguang, muttering words, praying and offering sacrifices.

In the golden brilliance, a golden hairpin appeared in the hole.

As Master Wanfeng spoke more and more slowly, the golden hairpin trembled rapidly, and suddenly there was a flash of light, as if it had sensed Master Wanfeng's prayer, the entire hairpin turned into a beam of golden light, from the ice crystal jade The golden light hole at the top of the pillar flew out and became bigger and bigger in the air.

"This is the golden hairpin from Yaochi."

Wen Yingkong said weakly, and then said: "It is rumored that this magic weapon was owned by the founder of Yaochi, but the founder of Yaochi became a god and left behind this golden hairpin of Yaochi. Now I don't know how many thousands of years have passed When His Majesty the Demon Emperor conquered the Yaochi faction, it was precisely this Yaochi golden hairpin that the masters of the Yaochi faction sacrificed so that His Majesty the Demon Emperor returned home..."

Liu Yi leaned on Wen Yingkong's thigh, smelled the faint fragrance of her body, and asked: "So, the Hengshan Devil Emperor was defeated by this Yaochi golden hairpin?"

"It's just a temporary failure, how can it be considered a failure?"

Although Wen Yingkong was a prisoner, she maintained her proper arrogance, and said with great disdain: "In the previous war, the Yaochi sect used a Taiyi Jinxian master to abandon his sexual fate and turn out of the Yaochi golden hairpin, so that the demon His Majesty the Emperor suffered a small setback. After the man repelled His Majesty the Demon Emperor, he himself died. The Yaochi Sect took advantage of the power of this battle, and while the Demon Emperor did not know that the only Taiyi Golden Immortal of the Yaochi Sect had already fought He hastened to sign a covenant with His Majesty the Devil Emperor, and since then he has surrendered to His Majesty the Devil Emperor, thus preserving the orthodoxy of the Yaochi Sect. Now that His Majesty the Devil Emperor has suffered a disaster, the opportunity to become a God has been jeopardized by this little nun. The unfamiliar white-eyed wolf actually created the Yaochi Zhanmeng, and wants to bite the master back!"

"It's just a winner and a loser, so what if you bite back? The Devil Emperor conquers all directions. If there is oppression, there will be resistance. This is justified."

Liu Yi shook his head, rubbed against Wen Yingkong's delicate and tender thigh a few times, looked up at Wen Yingkong's face sinking like water, and said, "If you have the ability, lord, you might as well try to bite me back. !"

Hearing this, Wen Yingkong's body softened, and she actually lowered her head.

She opened her mouth and bit Liu Yi with all her strength.

It's a pity that Wen Ying was smelling of drunkenness in the air, she didn't have much strength in her body, even the movement of bending over and biting people was very substandard, her posture became a little crooked when her waist softened, and her mouth just stuck to the On Liu Yi's cheek.

Wen Wen's moist lips pressed against Liu Yi's left cheek.

She couldn't do the gesture of biting, but she swept her tongue across Liu Yi's face.

"Ugh……"

Liu Yi sighed softly, pushed Wen Yingkong's bowed body up, and said earnestly: "I know that I am handsome, if you fall in love with me with all your heart, love me so much that you can't help yourself, and want to kiss me with all your heart, you can kiss me directly." Just tell me. If you begged me sincerely, I might be merciful and agree to you. It's just a kiss, why do you have to be so secretive and so tactful?"

As the master of the Heavenly Slaughter Palace, Wen Yingkong is one of the three masters under the Demon Emperor of Hengshan. She is originally a high-ranking person who does not pay attention to ordinary men on weekdays. She is extremely noble under the Demon Emperor. Have you ever been teased like this?

If the two of them get along alone, it's fine.But at this moment, there was a little nun from Zhumo Temple sitting beside her and supporting her. The little nun was still muttering: "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form..."

Wen Yingkong only felt that his fame would be ruined for the rest of his life!

Suddenly, Wen Ying wanted to die.

However, after the little nun Huilin finished reading the scriptures, she still wanted to say, "If Fellow Daoist Liu is feeling lonely, all you need to do is find a poor nun. Why bother with this witch? Demonesses have extraordinary means and are the best at hooking up men, and they may not be clean. Why did Fellow Daoist Liu miss you?"

Wen Yingkong cursed in her heart: "Little bald donkey, you are not clean!"

But it was the little nun who was supporting her at the moment. Once Wen Yingkong scolded her, it is estimated that the little nun would push her and throw her into the lotus pond.

The situation was beyond her control, Wen Yingkong had no choice but to hide her anger in her heart.

In the distant sky, the golden hairpin from Yaochi has already flown up, shuttling back and forth in the air, like a shooting star, shattering the demonic hand manifested by the real immortal master from the Heavenly Slaughter Hall into black smoke.

There are hundreds of monks watching the battle below, applauding loudly.

Master Wanfeng knelt on the lake, muttering words, and typed out mysterious formulas in his hands. I don't know if he is really worshiping and praying, or controlling the golden hairpin in the fairyland in the sky with his own hands.

But Daoist Xiaofeng had already flown away, and his body was plunged into a majestic hall floating on the lake seven miles away, before disappearing.

At this moment, eight monks from the Yaochi Sect flew to the place where Liu Yi and the other three were.

"The three fellow daoists have saluted!"

Among the eight people, a gloomy-looking man bowed his hands to Liu Yi, and immediately led the remaining seven people to set up a gossip trap, trapping the three of Liu Yi, and said: "The master of the Heavenly Killing Palace said that Master Hui Lin came to our fairyland , although no one from my Yaochi sect has ever seen Master Hui Lin come here. However... for the safety of the three fellow Taoists and Master Hui Lin, I have no choice but to arrange a formation first, to represent the three Daoists. Friends protect the Dharma. In case some people with ulterior motives will take the opportunity to do things that are not good for the three friends."

This remark sounds reasonable, but it doesn't make sense.

The eight people have practiced together for a long time, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a trap, and then the gloomy man said: "Now, my Yaochi faction has formed the Yaochi War League, and not all the monks watching the battle on Yaochi are me. Disciple of Yaochi. Tonight Yaochi is mixed with fish and dragons. As the saying goes, we know people, know face, but don’t know our heart. My Yaochi sect can only act cautiously. If there is any impoliteness, I ask the three fellow Taoists of Zhumo Temple to forgive me..."

[Author's Digression]: The cold is gone.

It's like the queen of the ten daughters of Yeyu, exhausted and without much energy.It is estimated that any girl who comes here at random can push me down.

Excuse me, where is my sister?push it...

Looking back at the chapters updated in the past few days, my head suddenly became big.

Although the literary talent is still shining, but the quality of the plot really makes Xianggong feel a headache!

I'm sick now...

Let's look at the following, when Xianggong is in good health as before, those powerful plots of twists and turns, indulgence and unruly, unpredictable.

While the illness is recovering and the mood is good, let's say something bragging: it's about to explode.

(Author's digressions do not count as text count)