Chapter 1336

Yang Xuan was a little lost. He thought that the most powerful people like Houtu should have skills about the divine soul. Unexpectedly, it was the same situation as himself. The divine soul was a short board.

We must make a good plan about what benefits we can get in this world. Although we haven't got the skill of divine soul so far, our strength has improved a lot, and it's not a loss.

After a long time, Yang Xuan looked at Houtu and asked, "I ask you, if I fight in heaven, will the saint fight?"

"No."

Yang Xuan was stunned and hurriedly asked, "why? If the immortals mess around, the saints must be helping their own people."

"Hehe, the saints are busy doing an earth shaking event and can't afford time at all."

"I intend to go to heaven, but I have seen the heaven of this world. There is no heaven at all." Yang Xuan shook his head. Don't say he couldn't find it. There are their own microsatellites in space, not to mention Tianting. He didn't even find it with Mao at all.

"I have the spatial coordinates of Tianting. Without coordinates, you can't find the direction of Tianting."

"Tell me."

"Why?" Houtu showed a playful expression.

"I like trading. Come on, what do you need." Yang Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief. As long as it is something with price, it can be discussed.

"You find a way to release it for me."

............

Yang Xuan's eyes widened. What he said almost made him flash. "Why should I do it? That's all. I was going to let you out."

"Don't talk big. I have 365 soul fixing cones and a pair of heaven locking hooks, which can't be pulled out by ordinary people. There are Saint inscriptions on them." Houtu said that in her eyes, Yang Xuan was just an ordinary practitioner. If she wanted to break the saint inscription, it was impossible for anyone to be a saint.

Yang Xuan touched his chin, although there was nothing on his mouth Mao, but his work is quite reliable. "I'll try first. Anyway, I haven't lost. Besides, my strength is not necessarily worse than that of a saint."

"Your mana fluctuates, but the level of Taiyi Jinxian is too big."

"Who told you I was going to use mana? I eat on the flesh. Just like you witches, look at me." Yang Xuan said and jumped onto Houtu's shoulder. You know, Houtu can now have a body shape of about 100 meters high.

When he grasped the lock hook with both hands, the inscriptions on the hook lit up one by one. Yang Xuan touched the inscriptions, very hot, with a feeling of breaking people's heartstrings.

If an ordinary immortal held the lock hook, he would have been bounced off and even killed directly by the inscription, but Yang Xuan's body was so strong that he just felt a little hot holding the lock hook.

It's a pity that the hook is damaged. Take it down in case you can use it in the future. Yang Xuan fully found the virtue of diligence and thrift. He opened the back earth's clothes, a hook and two claws, deeply hooked the back earth's Pipa bone, dripping with blood. I don't know how long the injury lasted. Anyway, it looked very fresh, as if he had just been injured.

"Afraid of pain."

"Not afraid."

"Well, you can bear it." Yang Xuan said that, he pulled out the lute bone of the backland and pulled out the locking hook. At this time, the whole locking hook shook violently and burned all over the body, as if there was a bad omen.

"If you come here, I'll respect you. It's just an inscription. Go to your uncle." Yang Xuan shook it with one hand.

"Card wipe."

It seems that there are some ice like attachments on the two sky locking hooks, which are broken. If a weapon has the inscription of a saint, it is much more valuable than the original weapon, but Yang Xuan is not at ease. Who knows if the saint has the ability to break the void. If there is a secret record of tracking on the inscription, wouldn't it bring a trouble back to the main world?

"HMM."

After breathing evenly, suddenly, his breathing accelerated a little, gritting his teeth and humming.

Many people think that the lute bone is the clavicle, but it is not. The lute bone is also called the blade, which is located behind the chest and under the shoulder.

The body structure of Houtu is completely different from that of human beings. It is nothing else, but there are more and more complex bones. Accordingly, the structural perfection of bones is far beyond that of human beings.

Unfortunately, she also has lute bones. In the same proportion, they are thicker than human ones. The edge of the triangle is sharper. Yang Xuan stretched out his hand and pressed them. The two lute bones gave a "card wipe" sound. After the reset, the momentum of the strong gradually appeared on Houtu.

This momentum is different from the past, like eruption, like anger, more like unwilling heart after being suppressed. I don't know how many years, she hasn't tried to feel her feet on the ground for a long time. After hanging around for so many years, her body is the same as when she was injured.

"What's your name?" Houtu asked with his head down.

"My name is Yang Xuan. You still have 365 soul fixing cones. I'll pull them out for you now, but you have to take off your clothes."

After the Lich war, he has been fighting heaven and earth since he was born. Even the saint opposite is not afraid, but when he says he wants to take off his clothes, the backland is silent.

"The soul fixing cone hits your body. Although there are holes in your clothes, you can't find it as soon as you move." Strange to say, this soul fixing cone can be touched and seen, but it can't be sensed. What's the name of soul fixing? It's better to call it soul avoiding.

After a long time, Houtu pointed to the peaches and said unhappily, "let them go out. I'm not used to being watched."

Yang Xuan waved his hand, but he was a little disdainful in his heart. His lower body was full of snakes. It was slippery and with scales. Who knows if it would be scales when he took off his clothes.

Forget it, it's good if it's scales. Wouldn't it be more uncomfortable if it's bumps? The backland is not human. Yang Xuan took a deep breath, got ready, pulled it hard, and removed the clothes of the backland.

A bronze complexion appeared in Yang Xuan's eyes. He was hot. He didn't even have a wrinkle. Different from ordinary women, the first impression of Houtu's body was hot, wild and fierce.

It's just that the bloody ideas are more eye-catching.

"The Tathagata's hand is a little cruel. The fixed soul cone hits your body directly to the bone." Yang Xuan touched Hou Tu's stomach.

It's awesome. The flesh is so strong that it's nailed like this.

"Tathagata? How old is he? He also wants to hurt me. He was still suckling when I was in famine." The earth disdains the way.

It was just that Yang Xuan touched his stomach. It was very uncomfortable. He could only twist his body symbolically. Unfortunately, the soul cone was on his body, and the body could not move violently, as if the body and control were separated.

"Xiao Wu said he only saw the Tathagata and you, and then you did it. How many of them?"