Chapter 512

As soon as Yi Heng's spiritual consciousness is swept away, he will know what happened.

I can't help laughing.

Just now, the venomous snake killed all the monks who had attacked in a few breaths. Therefore, she is very regretful now.

At this time, he saw that the friar over there was hardly dead, so he flew to him with great joy.

"Go away." Naturally, Chen Shoutian was very reluctant. With a roar, a sword light flashed and stabbed at the poisonous snake.

He also felt that Dao Yun was going to be successful. How could he give it to a poisonous snake?

As soon as the viper's face changed, he didn't dare to look down on his flying sword. His eyes were slightly frozen, and a white light flew out of his right sleeve and went towards the sword light.

More than a thousand monks in Wangshan tower were stunned, rubbed their eyes one after another, and then looked carefully.

In fact, with the eyes is only very blurred, rubbing the eyes is just a subconscious action.

Even a drop of blood and a piece of meat flying out of the fighting place can be seen clearly.

What's more, the flying sword stabbed at the poisonous snake?

But what made them wonder at this time was why the two men fought with each other?

Chen Shoutian was interrupted by him. He was no longer in the state of perception. In his rage, he sacrificed his flying sword and rushed into the group of monks.

Run the whole body's mana, three levels of body training formula, hard to resist several attacks, open a killing ring.

For a moment, the magic weapon whistling, the sword into the human body sound, the monk scream sound again awakened the whole long street.

The broken limbs were scattered all over the place, and the red blood was flying all over the sky.

Even in the tower of Wangshan, the monks two miles away could smell the smell of blood.

The cold broken arm figure and the upright monk in green rushed into the crowd like tigers and wolves.

After four or five rest, only two people with blood were left on the right roof.

There is no monk in black left. All of them are dead souls under the sword.

The poisonous snake and Chen Shoutian looked at each other with pity in their eyes.

If you have more time and more monks' attacks, you may be able to understand the semi Fen Daoyun. Even if it is half Fen, it will also enable them to provide great help for their further understanding in the future, so that the Enlightenment of Taoist rhyme can be traced.

"Bang, bang, Bang..."

From the bottom came the sound of the magic weapon being hit continuously. They could not help but look at the street, and their bodies disappeared at the same time.

Yi Heng is like a monk on the street intentionally. When the two people fly down, his body quickly regresses and returns to gou Youwei.

Although Gou Youwei's face is pale, seeing him stand in front of him, he can't help his face. He follows him step by step, crossing the blood flowing street, trying to avoid stepping on the broken limbs and walking forward.

Ahead, eight miles away, is the central mountain, which is the city Lord's house.

Yi Heng's eyes are like electricity, and his body is steady. He raises his feet and resolutely walks towards the huge black shadow printed on the ground.

Half an hour, only two miles, the speed is still too slow, he thought to himself.

All of a sudden, my heart was pounding and I suddenly looked up into the night sky.

The night sky was the same as usual, but his palpitation was more and more intense. He immediately rushed into the crowd and yelled at the two people: "quick battle, quick decision!"

What can bring about this palpitation feeling is that there is no other possibility here, except for the period of transformation.

More than a thousand monks in Wangshan tower had no such feeling. In his spiritual consciousness, he suddenly rushed into the group of friars in front of him, and his heart was pounding again.

Guess secretly, what kind of horrible scene will you see next?

Sure enough, he smashed the head of the nearest friar with one blow, and the headless corpse flew more than ten feet before landing.

Then he saw his fists dancing, and several people were smashed in an instant. All of them felt nauseated and their chest rolled.

All of a sudden, people vaguely felt that there was a strange fluctuation in the air, and when they looked at it again, they were not different.

But in an instant, people knew that something must have happened there that they didn't know.

I saw that the friars, including Yi Heng, stopped attacking instantly.

More than 30 monks, like the evil spirits, kept the attack posture just now. The magic weapon also fell to the ground, and the outstretched hand stopped in the air. The gesture of pinching was still the same.

Yi Heng's right fist was about to hit a Friar's head, but it stopped at his ear and did not strike forward.

It seems to be unable to move, and it seems that time stops at that moment.

The monk of Wangshan tower was shocked by this strange scene, but he just looked at each other at the same time, with the meaning of inquiry in his eyes.

In the next scene, their faces are no longer shocked, but frightened.

I saw Yi Heng's clenched fist gradually relaxed, and his magic power gradually dissipated. It was not only him, but more than 30 monks there, all of them.

All the friars stood in their places, and their tense bodies gradually became soft.

The fierce or frightened color in the eyes has disappeared.A smile came out of the fierce face.

Among the thousands of spiritual knowledge, the more than 30 monks' faces were smiling more and more, with madness, obsession and greed.

Some monks are familiar with that smile. It is the smile of seeing the naked nun after taking spring medicine.

But no nun thought it was they who had taken spring medicine.

This is definitely a function of a function.

After a moment, the scene was even worse. More than 30 monks were male monks, and then they laughed and tore their clothes.

It seems that the drug has been issued, it seems that it is difficult to endure, confused eyes show the color of waiting.

Originally Xiao killed on the long street, the atmosphere was in a moment of frenzy, and the movement became unbearable.

At this time, strength cultivation for the will of the high down to determine, a glance visible.

First, the black monk, tearing the Taoist suit, made all kinds of unbearable posture, and the color behind was gradually pale.

Finally, it seems that it is hard to bear the heat and heat inside, and starts to scratch the face and body with both hands.

A deep blood line appeared, but they seemed to be unaware of pain, working on the hands of ten fingers, continue to scratch.

Blood and meat are constantly separated from the body, even bones are broken, discarded at the foot, and at the foot, gradually accumulate a pool of blood water, the meat and bones gradually accumulate.

What makes this night even more frightening is that they have no pain in their eyes, but they feel excited and comfortable. Even if the blood is constantly spitting in their mouths, they have not stopped scratching their hands.

The snake and Chen Shoutian are also trying to control themselves, but the dissipated magic power gradually gathered in the fingers, gradually towards the clothes on the body to catch.

"Tear." One, Chen Shoutian's chest clothes were torn, showing strong muscles.

But this sound let him continue to scratch the hand, and slowly, and red confused eyes flash a glimmer of light.

Unfortunately, after a flash, it was covered up by confusion.

More than a thousand monks dare not breathe at this time, the whole building is quiet, even who, will have long been the bright candle, all blow out.

Let yourself fall into the dark, sometimes feel relieved.

If they do not know why, it is a white and white mixed decades.

This must be caused by entering a certain kind of fantasy, and it is absolutely the period of deification to be able to exert such a powerful illusion and include so many monks.

Yi Heng's eyes are lost gradually.

The black monk who was before he killed him suddenly disappeared.

Not only was the black monk disappeared in front of him, but in his eyes all the monks had disappeared.

The dark night became light and the long street was changed into a hall.

He looked down at the moment, dressed in his suit, his face was hot, and then he looked up at the noisy guests in the hall, familiar with it.

Parents, uncle and aunt, aunt uncle.

All the relatives were present.

Today is his wedding day.

He turned his head to the bride holding his arm and looked at him. The two people had different eyes and showed happiness.

"Melon face is jade, willow like eyebrow, Danfeng eyes, dark and vivid, Xiyin, you accompany for the rest of your life, what can I ask for!"

At night, the bride and groom enter the cave.

Qiu Xi Yin blushed on her cheek and shame in her eyes. He gently untied the bride's red dress, revealing the skin as white as jade, and went to the dragon and Phoenix bed first.

Yi Heng sees her body hiding into quilt, turns to sleep, only shows white back neck, heart instantly a hot.

Jump to bed, into quilt, not to wear clothes, then hold fragrance of the delicate body.

After a moment, the room was filled with the loud breath of the two people, as if they were on the top of the bliss again and again.

But he still felt all over the body hot, then stood up, forced to take off the clothes, but between the urgency, unexpectedly can not open the shirt button.

The more intense the movement is, the more violent the gasp is.

Just the body of the hot and hot did not relieve because of this, the reaction is getting hotter and hotter, from her snow-white body, free hands, but shirt buttons still can not be opened.

Look down, where is the shirt and where there are buttons.

A white cloth, it is a white cloth wrapped in the body.

He was anxious to think, and forced to grab to white cloth, and under his body, Qiu Xiyin's movement became more and more intense, the voice of breathing was stronger.

The more so, the more hot he was, he felt that if he didn't tear the upper white cloth off as soon as possible, he would be burned to death by the heat.

On one side is bliss, the other is hot and dry.

Originally, this matter should be able to relieve the heat, but who knows it is the opposite, he has to go back and forth in two senses.

When you are happy, do it hard.

When it is hot and dry, tear it off hard towards the white cloth.

Now, the power of the operation of the magic force gathered in the hands of ten fingers, to the chest to grasp, but just to touch the chest, instantly think of, magic, why can they have the magic power?This trace of Qingming did not let him stop his hands, "tear" a sound, white cloth torn.

But to his despair, the broken white cloth revealed not strong muscles, but another layer of white cloth.

Qiu Xiyin seems to be in the place of strong affection. Instead of discovering his abnormality, he stepped up his action.

Stretch out white hands, embrace his waist.

Melon seed face slightly see crystal clear sweat stains, sending out a charming fragrance, the color of infatuation in the eyes.

He felt her urgency and felt more anxious. The more anxious he was, the more hot he was.

His eyes were red, and he gathered his whole body's mana to ten fingers and grabbed the tightly wrapped white cloth.

Mana, why is there mana?

The second thought in his mind finally stopped his hands on his chest. He looked down and saw that her eyes were full of flattery.

His face changed slowly, and gradually changed into a different one, which made him more charming, but also moved up again, which made him hard to control himself.

"Sue..." As soon as he was about to scream, he immediately fell into ecstasy, continued to revel, kept climbing, and gradually turned pale on his face.

The heat and dryness of his upper body rushed in, making his mind confused, but instinctively continued to scratch the tightly wrapped white cloth with his hands.

"Ouch, ouch..." A wanton roar covered up the two people's breathing, but when he felt blissful, his upper body was about to explode.

There was a flash of light on the ten fingers of both hands, and the magic power kept gathering at the fingertips. Finally, there was a trace of clearness, and suddenly stabbed at the chest. This time, I must tear the shackles off.

"Where are you doing this secretly?"

With a roar on the long street, more than a thousand monks hidden in the darkness of Wangshan tower were suddenly awakened.

In his spiritual consciousness, Yi Heng, who is pale, roars and pecks away a magic weapon like a hoe into the night sky.

However, the two men, viper and Chen Shoutian, have been scratched to the chest, showing dense white bones. If it is later, the bones will be removed.

At this time, the roar made them wake up in an instant. The pain in the heart almost made them faint, and the terrible bone in the chest made them palpitation.

All around them, more than thirty monks had fallen to the ground, in their own tombs made of flesh and blood and bones.

"Poop."

A piercing sound cut through the short and quiet long street, and more than a thousand monks looked up.

In the night sky, first from the air out of a pool of blood, and then a figure from the void staggered out.

"Not dead?"

The astonished nun's voice was heard in the public's ears. The figure stood still in the air, and a trace of pallor flashed over her beautiful face, and her left hand was over her right shoulder.

Blood seeps from the white fingers and makes the clothes bright red.

Yi Heng felt powerless, but he knew that this was not the time to breathe. The nun above must be a monk in the transformation period.

Now cheer up, the three golden elixirs are in full swing and yell:

"please enlighten me

He slammed on the ground and shot away into the night sky. As soon as the voice fell, the man arrived, and a blow went at the nun.

"If you can escape from blissful flattery and do not want to die happily, you will die in pain!"

Although beauty Xiu was injured, her momentum was still there. Jiao rebuked her, and her cold sense covered the long street.

"Flutter"

with a light sound, Yi Heng felt that the punch he had made with all his strength was on the top of a layer of gauze, and there was no point of exertion, and that beautiful beauty's figure of self-cultivation had disappeared in front of his eyes.

The magic power surged in the night sky. The nun appeared ten feet away. Her left hand had already let go of the wound on her right shoulder, and she was holding the finger with blood.

Yi Heng only felt a burst of Qi and blood rushing up, and her eyes were constantly hallucinating. She was so frightened that she didn't dare to let her perform the skill again. The four dry words in the purple mansion were attacked silently.

Beauty Xiu waves her left hand at him, and her whole body's magic power is constantly pouring out.

But suddenly felt a burst of palpitation, immediately offered a light gauze to block in front of the body.

"Wave, wave, wave, wave."

Four times, the veil was shaken open by the invisible attack, and the nun was pushed back four feet. Then her face changed dramatically. Her right hand became a palm, and she had to face the attacking fist.

"Bang."

With a bang, the nun went back four or five feet again.

Yi Heng does not forgive people, and drives himself straight up. In the purple mansion, Xun and Qian characters are constantly shooting out.

Looking at the mountain tower, more than a thousand monks were stunned again, hiding in the dark, looking at this scene with shock.

"Wow."

With a clear sound of blood spurting, beauty Xiu disappears in the night, while Yi Heng returns to the long street, pale and panting slightly.

Looking at the chest clothing has been broken, chest muscles above the shallow 10 bleeding holes, scared.

What kind of skill did the beautiful woman in the transformation period just perform?

So much scope, so much power.Moreover, all monks died with happiness on their faces. Even if they fell into their own flesh and blood, the smile on their faces seemed to be extremely happy.

But now looking at the corpses all over the ground, I feel that the smile is very strange.

He wiped the sweat off his forehead and was frightened.

In that illusion, the past, the present, the future, the past, the present and the future are upside down. At first, it is impossible to distinguish whether it is true or not.

And in a rush to the peak of happiness, he almost killed himself.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, a trace of clarity suddenly appeared in his mind, which made him roar out.

This time, it still benefits from the strength of the soul.

I can't help but feel palpitation. If I hadn't been in the place of trial and had already broken through four layers of soul, I'm afraid I would have died happily in the dreamland today.

But in this war alone, he was a little relieved.

Although she doesn't know who she is and what kind of state she is in, she has been able to compete with one of them with her own strength.

He turned his head and looked at the snake and saw that they were sitting on the ground. Their chest had been wrapped with Taoist clothes, and blood was constantly oozing out.

However, Gou Youwei was safe 20 Zhang away, but his eyes showed a look of fear. It seems that he did not enter the scope of the female practice just now.

Looking up at the sky, although I feel a long time in the dreamland, it's only half an hour away from here, and now there are still seven miles left.

Just now, they had a fight with huashenqi for a moment. The two men, viper and Chen Shoutian, had no fighting power. They had to wait here.

Seeing that their faces were gray and their eyes were closed, he was already in a state of fire. He roared to the depths of the long street: "since you have arrived, why don't you show up?"

The voice just fell, in the darkness on both sides of the long street ahead, the shadows surging, faint breath came, as if to disperse the night.

After a breath, a few alleys on both sides, out of 20 figures, in a flash, they have converged in the middle of the long street.

Twenty strong breath of the figure, where the house was burst by the breath of "wordy" ring.

Twenty friars, all of them are in their infancy.

The figure has already appeared, the breath erupts, does not speak much, immediately sacrifices each kind of magic weapon, attacks toward him.

"Let's see if the Yiquan can block a certain period of Yiquan."

He no longer kept his hands, and with a sharp roar, he rushed to the front of the twenty friars.

The monks of the whole Wangshan building have become numb and numb. At this time, it is hard to surprise them to see the twenty young monks killed instantly.