Chixia held her knees and stared at the bonfire. A string of unknown roasted meat skewers in her hand were fiddling with Mars without knowing it. Duan Deman's mouth was greasy, and Feiyan's beautiful eyes were so tender that they could not melt, so she fed him from time to time.

"I guess hunting outside, why? Do you want to find him?"

Chixia shrank her legs, and the hem of the slit skirt slid down, revealing a dazzling white look.

"I, I don't know."

"You will know, don't think about those useless things for now. Your condition is not like a monk recently. You shouldn't be so confused that you are. Don't think too much. Life is great satisfaction."

Duan De really couldn't bear to see her like this anymore, but he couldn't pretend to be public and private, as she would have been hurt even more if she was originally swaying.

He kept reminding himself that the great soul search technique would not be revealed in front of others anymore. He himself understood the troubles caused by this kind of thing, but a momentary negligence made Chixia indecisive and random thoughts, so that the dignified mid-stage Mahayana monks had such a state of mind.

"The major event has not yet begun. There will be a fierce battle at that time. I guess the peak monks in the entire cultivator world should be less than 30%. No matter whether they know what it is, even if it is just a curiosity, they will not give up."

"With some of the power of the slaughter, in this kind of battle, only the cannon fodder is only given a corner of cannon fodder, but what we ask is not consistent with them, not without a chance. My purpose is very clear. I won't say Chixia, I'm just making soy sauce. You two mothers can save the Lord. Feiyan is my wife."

"There are only one thing to say about these purposes. With your current mentality, it is good to save your life, let alone other things? I need help. My own purpose does not need your help, but my own affairs require every bit of strength. Therefore, I will restrain your unnecessary decadence and messy thoughts and adjust your mentality and cultivation."

After Duan De said that, he stood up and took Feiyan and Cong'er back to his temporary cave, leaving it to two women who didn't know what to do. In fact, they didn't need anything to help. If they couldn't handle things, their help would be limited.

But Duan De was most afraid of that they not only couldn't help but also caused trouble at critical moments. With their current state, Duan De was sure that he would be the least desired result.

In the center, to the northwest, a secret valley that destroyed half of the distance from the center was a hundred thousand miles away.

Jie Tianji stared at his little bit of stomach and intestines speechlessly, and casually wielded with his hands to reveal the intestines. His expression was not painful, but he was a little embarrassed.

"It's this woman again! She can't be killed, but she can't beat her. This woman is really a distorted. My confidence that I have been planning for decades makes her chop off."

The flat and cut intestines made him tie a few bows, stopping the energy discharge in his body for the time being. Staring at the slowly recovering lower half, Jie Tianji suddenly rolled on the ground with joy.

"My dear Duan De, have you hooked up with the daughter of this Tiantian? Why is your luck so strong this time? Oh~~~ I didn't have the 'cake' prepared for you, how can I have the attitude to meet you?"

"Those eight poor children should be moaning at the feet of the old monster at this time, right? What a pity, the old guys watched too tightly and couldn't find a chance to eat. What kind of thing is the secret of the eight sons? The useless waste but the resources that the domineering master lacks, so I feel so sorry for waste."

"Hey, if I had known that my cultivation level had been null and I had practiced the Nine-Round Invincible Art. I heard that your recovery ability is comparable to those eight wastes? I can't bear to eat you. Life is really lonely."

“……”

He talked to himself like a crazy person, sometimes rolling around the ground, sometimes laughing sinisterly, and Jie Tianji was immersed in the atmosphere of self-entertainment.

It was not far away at the top of a giant peak that had broken half of it. A figure in white had a friendly smile like a girl next door. The left hand was holding half of the body, and the part between the legs had disappeared completely.

"Well~~~Brother, this guy has improved too much in his ability to escape. If he had known that he had split from the middle, he would not know if he could run away again? If he was exhausted, how long would it take to look for him?"

He casually put the straight male legs in his hand under his plump buttocks, bent his knees and supported his cheeks, and his watery almond eyes were filled with innocent confusion.

If it weren't for her butt-padding, a man would think of going up to tease her and keeping her in her arms to take care of her.

It is not far apart, and this place is considered a landfall edge. Occasionally, small stones are smashed down, so it still retains most of the original appearance.

Jie Tianji rolled in the valley and was having fun. Xiaoyu's vision was no longer focal, and she was dazed on the top of the mountain. She swept through every trace of soil in a carpet like a magical thought. The void naturally would not miss the place where Jie Tianji was, but she didn't find this guy.

Suddenly, Xiaoyu's figure disappeared, and the lower half left on the ground collapsed into the finest dust. A gust of mountain wind swept through and disappeared without a trace.

The sky secret in the valley was floating three feet high. There were countless stars in his eyes spiraling endlessly, staring at the sky in the distance, and his thin lips drew a strange arc.

"It's the braised candy. I finally encountered something that interests her. I just said, I wasted hundreds of years of life. Oh my, I can finally find someone to borrow some materials after my body recovers."

Accompanied by the mountain wind blowing the lower half, there was a squeak of smacking the mouth in the air.

The ground was stained with a lot of viscous liquid left by him when he rolled out, and then melted down like ice and snow, which was really weird.

"Senior Brother Song, even if you escape to the ends of the world, Master will be able to capture you. Why bother me to make things difficult for you? You said you left before, and it seems good to be a city lord in that little Yanhuang Sect. Why do you come back to do something?"

The messy energy field, one in front, three behind, four blood lights appear and disappear from time to time with strange escape techniques. You can't see the human form but you can hear the sound. Judging from the breath, the four blood lights are all at the peak of the middle stage of the Mahayana period, but the breath ahead is not stable, so the injury is probably not light.

"Hey~~~~You brothers, you should not struggle in vain. Going forward, there are peak monk domains everywhere. Even if the skills passed down by the master are against the will of heaven, I am afraid that it will only end up with a scattered soul."

The blood light speed in front of him did not decrease at all, and he was only concerned about rushing wildly. The chaotic energy field gradually became less violent. He had to walk close to the ground and lean against the mountain to avoid the humanitarian technique behind him.

This person is Song Huzha who has been missing for a long time!

He ignored the "hard-heartedness" behind him, and Song Huzha felt sad. If the master came to catch him personally, he wouldn't have to do this. He just waited for the capture, but are the three so-called junior brothers behind him? Haha.

Without the constraints of the chaotic energy field, Song Huzha's heart gradually sinks. These three devils in human skin will never give up on their own vitality.

When passing a valley, the cliff suddenly turned into flesh and blood, and countless tentacles were squirming and poking out. These tentacles were all blood-red, mixed with countless white teeth. The tips of the teeth that cut through the void were thin black silk threads, and they were quickly poking them to him with tentacles.

"Only you group of wastes can cultivate the dignified Blood Demon's Heaven-Swallowing Technique into such a creepy appearance! You are simply a demon slave who is inferior to a scum! Your master is reluctant to clean up the portal and has created a reputation for being inaudible!"

The disgusting smell instantly enveloped the entire valley. Every time Song Huzha saw these three scums, he could not suppress his anger.

The blood spear in his hand flipped, pulling out a shocking rainbow, flashing in a world like a mess of vines formed by tentacles. It has to be said that these three people are evil but not weak. The blood rainbow pulled out by the blood spear cannot easily break these disgusting things.

"Gaga~~~~ Senior brother is such a bad word. Don't you hear that my Blood Demon Sect is famous? Isn't it all the ones I beat? Senior brother, your jumping shape is really elegant. I'm keeping it for you with the photo bead."

"Brother, why are you talking about so much nonsense with him? I killed it earlier. It's so good, it's messy, and there are enough babies. I've been wasting too much time to chase this fool!"

"What my second brother said is very true. As long as Song Huzha dies, Junior Sister Ying will lose her thoughts and will obey the eldest brother, and the master will not say anything!"

"Shut up! There are treasures, blood slaves. You two know my heart, so why should you persuade me more? If Senior Brother Song dies like this, how can I relieve my ruthlessness?"

Song Huzha had already let these three bastards plot first. If it were during the period of Quansheng, how could he be afraid of these three wastes who could not be on the table? In Yan Huang, he only showed his cultivation level in the early stage of Mahayana, so he didn't want to be too conspicuous. After all, the main members of Yan Huang had low cultivation level.

In fact, he had already been a mid-stage Mahayana cultivator a hundred years ago. At that time, these three things were just distracting their spiritual cultivation. They had only made great progress in their cultivation after entering the evil path. The price they brought was that their foundation was unstable and their cultivation was scattered and messy.

"Xue Wuji, do you have the courage to move Shiying and try it? Even if I die, you can only watch it. Haha~~~ You really don't know anything about being a master? How can you, a semi-immortal cultivator, be able to measure it?"

The entangled tentacles are becoming increasingly dense, and their toughness is also increasing rapidly. This is caused by the formation of the three bastards fusion into the Dao Realm. It is extremely vicious. If he dies in this formation, he will also become one of the formation bases of this formation.

"Is it half immortal? Is it very far away? Haha, with the progress of the three of us, we will be able to set foot soon. Who in the entire world of cultivators dares not give me a face?"

The second son Xue Wutao's crazy laughter resounded like thunder and across Song Huzha's sea of ​​consciousness. A green light exploded between Song Huzha's hair, expelling his spiritual sense and attacking him, but there was a hint of sluggishness in his body.

An extremely hidden bone claw was poked out from the red and white tentacles, and a palm was printed on the back of it. Song Huzha was hit by this blow, and his whole body burst into pieces like blood.

All tentacles stained with their sputtered blood were filled with thick smoke in an instant, shrinking in a short time, making a sharp roar. The plasma that swept out turned into blood people of all sizes, each holding a blood spear, emitting billions of tiny rainbow lights.
Chapter completed!