Chapter 395

Although the human form transformed by the fire of chaos has no facial features, anyone can feel a surprise from his face.

Even, there is a fear.

The fire of chaos looked at the woman in purple strangely. Unexpectedly, it retreated back again, and its voice trembled a little: "you, you are -"

He will never feel wrong about the power just now, but how can it be... No!

The fire of chaos calmed down a bit. Before his consciousness and power were sealed, these forces should disappear.

Moreover, it is impossible to appear in a weak human like mole ants!

"It's your Lao Tzu!" Jun Mu would not give him a chance to breathe. She sneered. The power of the soul rose again, and the violent power fell on the face of the fire of chaos.

"Buzz -"

The sea of soul vibrated again, the ripples scattered from the middle to the surrounding, and the sonic boom continued.

Fortunately, Jun Mu's soul is strong enough, otherwise, under this collision, I'm afraid the sea of souls will be directly shattered.

The fire of chaos, still in shock, was solidly attacked.

He uttered a howl of pain with great humanity, and the flame weakened slightly.

Jun Mu Qian shook his fist and wondered why she was not tired at all, but braver and braver.

Even if Rong Qing melts in a little power, it will not have such a great improvement.

Jun Mu shallow pressed the corners of his lips with his finger abdomen. He was very happy and laughed: "come again!"

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

The fire of chaos retreated again and again. Under the crazy but methodical attack of the woman in purple, she had no power to parry.

The body, which was three feet tall, was directly compressed by a quarter.

He let out a roar and tried to counter attack.

But the inexplicable fear made him dare not do it at all.

The fire of chaos was oppressed and couldn't understand at all. In a daze, he suffered several more times.

"Just now you were lucky. Only one of us beat you!" Jun Muqian said while playing. "Now the men here are also here. Do you like playing mixed doubles so much?"

She moved her fist, and another soul force burst out: "return the ancestor of wanhuo? Masochism!"

"Oh --!" the fire of chaos is about to explode, "shut up! Shut up!"

When did he suffer such humiliation?

Hongmeng's first judgment was that the flood and famine began to open. As the oldest existence, even some demons and gods should give way to him!

Joke, even the real sun fire in emperor Dijun and the nirvana fire in Yuanfeng, in the final analysis, all trace back to him.

Now, a little human dare to treat him like this. It's presumptuous!

If it had not been for his incomplete strength, he would have torn her apart.

"I can't help but want to scold you." Jun Mu shallow hooked his lips and said coldly, "can't stand it? Bear it!"

Rong Qing looked aside and didn't intervene, but his eyebrows frowned.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the woman in purple——

Around her, there was a light purple floating up and down.

But it's hard to notice that it's integrated with clothes.

Just a glance, let me know, a faint word: "Hongmeng purple gas."

However, just Hongmeng purple gas is not enough to frighten the fire of chaos.

It's not his power, but it's because of him that he brought that power out.

So... What is it?

Rong Qing's eyes were slightly restrained, and he remembered the time when he went to find the guide.

There is only one word "six" above the endless sky.

The secret is shielded. Why is it shielded?

The scuffle continued.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!" the fire of chaos was forced to retreat again, and the flame wilted. "I bet with you, bet with you!"

"Gambling?" Jun Mu Qian stopped a little, his lips hooked up again and smiled again. "Where did you go just now? Your father, I won't gamble!"

Although it is not clear why she can strongly suppress the fire of chaos, the opportunity is not lost.

To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself.

"OK!" the fire of chaos quickly raised his hand, "it's OK not to gamble. As long as you let me leave safely, I will tell you the location of some genius land treasures, which can ensure your great progress in cultivation in the future!"

"Oh?" Jun Muqian looked at the flame less than half her height and slightly raised his eyebrow. "In my opinion, no genius treasure can compare with you."

"No -" the fire of chaos shrank again and began to belittle itself, "this is fire. It's useless except burning things!"

Jun Mu narrowed his eyes and looked good.

Seeing the woman in purple stopped, the fire of chaos felt hopeful and hurriedly said, "have you ever heard of nine color neon clothes? This congenital treasure is better than me. It not only looks good on the body, but also can resist the attack!"

Seeing Jun Mu Qian, he just raised his eyes. The fire of chaos became more urgent and blurted out: "don't look down on you. Nine colored neon clothes are the magic weapon of human empress!"

Hearing the speech, Jun Mu's shallow look moved: "wa emperor?"

"Yes, yes, this is your human name." the fire of chaos shouted, "I know where the nine colored neon clothes are. I will take you to find it. How about you let me go?"

Jun Mu Qian didn't answer. Instead, he asked with great interest, "so you know where each congenital treasure belongs?"

"I know naturally." the fire of chaos was surprised, "what do you want to do?"

"Well," said Jun Mu Qian, nodding slightly, "I'll ask you some innate Lingbao. Tell me who they belong to."

Hearing this sentence, the fire of chaos was a little excited: "I tell you, you will let me leave?"

Jun Mu smiled: "you don't have the right to discuss with me."

Now the fire of chaos can't escape her imperial spirit root.

The fire of chaos held a breath and knew that the situation had reversed. He could only say, "OK, you ask!"

"Seven stars pull the whip of the moon."

"To my mother."

"Golden Phoenix hairpin."

"The sage of the Qing Dynasty."

"Nine days of peace."

"Or to the human mother."

"Yin Yang mirror."

The fire of chaos hesitated and said, "Yuqing sage."

Jun Muqian thought of the two congenital Lingbao obtained by Yun luoran and asked, "pierced heart lock and Qingping sword?"

The fire of chaos answered without hesitation: "sage of Shangqing Dynasty."

Jun Mu stared at him for a long time, and finally slowly said three words: "mix, yuan and bell."

This time, the fire of chaos was stunned. He was confused: "what?"

His reaction was in Jun Mu's expectation. She raised her eyebrows lightly: "haven't you heard?"

The fire of chaos tried to think back, but still shook his head: "what you said is certainly not a congenital Lingbao. All the congenital Lingbao masters know that there can be no omission."

"Isn't it......" if you think about it, you immediately despise the way, "then what's your use? I don't know."

The fire of chaos was stunned.

"I don't really need the nine color neon clothes you said." Jun Mu Qian said slowly, "seriously, small fire is the most favorite in this seat——

She bent her lips and smiled. Her tone was gentle to almost ambiguous: "it's still you."

The fire of chaos reacted and suddenly roared: "you... You don't mean what you say!"

"I didn't say I would let you go." Jun Mu said lightly, "be the spiritual root of this seat."

She pointed her fingertips at the center of her eyebrows and glimmered: "as for whether your consciousness will be damaged, I don't know."

Suddenly!

The fire of chaos felt that there was a huge suction pulling him crazily, and even absorbing the power belonging to him.

"No --!" the fire of chaos finally became frightened and said hysterically, "don't be swallowed up, don't!"

However, his howling did not get any pity.

The light in the center of the purple woman's eyebrows is booming, and the body shape of the chaotic fire is shrinking.

Finally!

"Ah --!"

With a miserable howl, the fire of chaos was absorbed by Linggen, and there was no hesitation.

"Go back where you come from." Jun Mu rubbed his forehead and heart and said to himself, "fortunately, it doesn't hurt."

As a result, as soon as the voice fell, a sharp pain came from the location of yulinggen.

Jun Mu's eyes darkened and fainted again.

Damn it, do you want to be so unique!

**

Outside——

Rong Qing opened his eyes. With a slight deviation of his head, he saw the woman in purple leaning against his arms.

Her body temperature has dropped, her skin is delicate, and her clothes are stimulating her senses.

Rong Qing raised his hand and stroked the forehead of Fujun Mu Qian. He felt the majestic power there and knew a bit: "advanced level of Linggen..."

It seems that there is nothing left.

But it's not clear when to wake up.

Rong Qing raised his hand, gathered his Fei long sleeves and hugged the man in his arms.

He held his elbow with his other hand, looked slightly restrained, and his eyes looked far ahead.

It's really... Annoying and distressing to carry everything by yourself.

Let light eyelashes hang down, the eyes are fixed, the voice is light and can't be heard, and I don't know who is asking: "before, it was the same?"

No one answered.

The breathing of the woman in purple is calm and steady, and the slightly hot breath flows around his neck.

She curled up and felt so insecure when she fell asleep. She was extremely vigilant and didn't dare to relax.

"But not now," he said softly, rubbing her head. "You can be weak in front of me."

Still no voice answered, and the man in his arms fell into deep sleep.

Her hand clung to his skirt and never let go.

It seems that only by relying on him can you feel at ease.

And after a full hour, Jun mu qiancai finally moved.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up slowly: "light beauty, when is it?"

Rong QingWang glanced at the morning sky: "it's almost dawn."

"It's been so long." Jun Mu was stunned, and immediately his face sank. "By the way, I haven't settled with you yet. What the hell are you..."

Before he finished, Rong Qingyi interrupted first. He coughed: "Mu Mu, your body has changed."

Jun Mu was stunned: "ah?"

Her body?

She subconsciously looked down

A digression

Rong Qing: first change the topic, and then kneel on the washboard (?)?

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