What seems to be hidden in the soul tide?

The shadowy young man in the magic robe frowned. This smell made him very uneasy and agitated. Dozens of powerful half-immortal ghosts were also hovering around him fearfully.

"Damn, get out..."

Fierce sounds of fighting suddenly sounded.

On the other side, Ning Tao held up the seventh-level divine soul magic shield and looked for Yuan Datou and Wang Tao. Although those two people were not low in strength, their minds were inferior.

On the other hand, Yuan Xiaoxiao has been enduring the ridicule and suffering brought by the ancient giant ape bloodline.

In terms of mental ability, she is much stronger than those at the same level.

Master Jingzhen should be able to hold on, but Ning Tao secretly cursed, where did those two bastards go?

"Ji ah ah ah..."

There were endless resentful souls all around, colliding with the magic shield of divine souls. It felt like these resentful souls were like a vast ocean, but he was at the bottom of the vast ocean. Every move was difficult, and the mere effort could kill an immortal monk.

"Damn it, how can we find it in such a mess here?" Ning Tao frowned tightly.

He gritted his teeth and turned on the perspective.

The field of vision changes, penetrating through the dense shadows of souls, and even the weaknesses of those wronged souls can be clearly seen.

Suddenly, he saw some figures being swallowed by soul shadows. He felt anxious and just wanted to rush over, but was entangled by the densely packed ghosts.

"Damn it, Yin Yang Fist!"

Ning Tao sucked water like a long whale, half-crouched to gather strength, his body was like a big bow, sprayed out thin light, and punched out.

"Boom boom boom...!"

This punch was like a meteor hitting the sky, and a large area suddenly opened up in front of me. Most of these innocent souls were relatively weak, and even the Death Star under my feet was punched out with a gully, like a dragon god's fighting spirit.

As soon as he moved, he immediately came to those figures, only to find that they were actually Yingui Sect disciples.

At this moment, he has lost his mind and transformed into a resentful soul. He cannot be saved because he is already dead.

Ning Tao sighed, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and was about to leave when he suddenly let out a light sigh and saw a familiar figure under the ruins.

"Hey, is it her?"

After hesitating in his heart, he still rescued her. She seemed to be injured by a powerful resentful spirit. All the disciples of the Yin Ghost Sect around her were slaughtered. It seemed that it was still her powerful resentful spirit. This was really dangerous.

He stuffed a pill into her mouth and looked at her soft breasts with a complicated look on his face.

"Ahem..."

The man in his arms coughed and slowly opened his beautiful eyes, but when he saw Ning Tao, his pupils shrank immediately and he shot out a demonic palm with his backhand.

"Thief, go to hell!"

Ning Tao was stunned, grabbed her and scolded: "Mother, I'm warning you, don't retaliate for kindness, I just saved you."

"You farted, who cares about your rescue? What did you do to me? Bastard, you... let me go?"

The woman was furious.

With this movement, the hair on his forehead was blown away, revealing a familiar and beautiful face.

Astonishingly, it’s the Demon Moon on the top of the North!

The strong man who was hailed as the number one genius of the younger generation in the Northern Territory turned out to be a woman. Even her own sect, the Yingui Sect, didn't know much about it.

At the time, it caused quite a stir, and later she simply returned to being a daughter.

Mo Yue was ashamed and angry. She still remembers clearly what happened at the top of the north.

I have been practicing hard and wanted to take revenge, but I got the news of his death. I thought I would just forget about it, but I didn't expect to see him suddenly again?

Did he die? Or was he an illusion?

"Let me go, shameless thief, I want to challenge you to a duel. I didn't lose that match back then," Mo Yue didn't care at this moment, struggling crazily.

But Ning Tao's eyes widened, he turned her over and hit her round back.

"Pa~!"

There was a crisp sound that even the innocent soul was dumbfounded.

Mo Yue's body froze, and a feeling like an electric shock surged through his body. His beautiful eyes widened, his pretty face flushed, and his whole body felt numb, as if he had been hit by a body softening technique.

"Asshole, you...how dare you..."

"Papa~~!"

"Smelly woman, I asked you to repay kindness with hatred and make you act crazy. I wonder if I am in a bad mood now?"

Ning Tao was upset and angry.

We had just escaped from danger and fell into the soul wave again. Lao Wang and the two were lost, and they were holding their breath. This woman is still looking for trouble. She could deal with you back then, and she can still do it today.

"Papa~~!"

"Ah~ahhh..."

Mo Yue was in pain and couldn't help but groan. Her beautiful face turned red with embarrassment, her face was filled with peach blossoms, her beautiful eyes were filled with emotion, and there were waves of numbness coming from her lower face. It didn't hurt much, but felt strangely comfortable.

I don't know if it's because of her special constitution or because she has this habit.

"Ahhhh..."

Ning Tao was stunned as he was spanking. It's just a woman doing knitting. Why does it feel so exciting?

With one palm strike, the flesh below will roll in waves one after another, making your heart rippling.

The dress seemed to have been torn in the battle. It didn't cover much of the body in the first place, and the large swathes of white snow turned pink, making one couldn't help but take a bite.

"Gulu...Gulu!"

There was no movement behind her, and the obsessed Mo Yue turned her head blankly.

It seems empty, lost, and uncomfortable, more like why not come again?

A pair of lustful beautiful eyes turned around and looked into Ning Tao's astonished eyes, gradually rubbing against each other.

"You... bastard, how dare you hit me, I... I will fight with you," Mo Yue suddenly woke up, her blushing face suddenly turned red to the roots of her ears.

His eyes were on fire, and he grabbed Ning Tao with a red face. This bastard actually dared to treat him lightly.

Seeing that she was about to rush over and grab her like a shrew, Ning Tao subconsciously tried to stop her, and subconsciously stretched out one hand to push her away.

But after stretching it randomly like this, it seemed that it touched something soft again, and its strength was suddenly reduced by half.

"You... are wearing new inner armor again?" Ning Tao swallowed hard and couldn't help but scratch it a few more times.

"Ah!"

"You shameless lecher, I will kill you," Mo Yue screamed with a red face, going crazy.

Ning Tao bared his teeth and was thinking of countermeasures when he suddenly saw the wave of souls surrounding them retreating a bit.

"Woman, wait a minute, something happened!"

Mo Yue blushed and became furious, staring at him. She also noticed something was wrong, but what was even more wrong was that she never took away the hand on her chest.

"Take your paws away!"

Ning Tao retracted his hand angrily. Now the two of them were inside the magic shield of the divine soul. Although they were protected, they were still uneasy. In his mind, the nine changes of the candle dragon and the three soul arts were running simultaneously. It was natural to use the divine soul to deal with the divine soul.

"Ji ah ah ah..."

The surrounding soul tide was boiling, and gradually, eight ferocious and ferocious ghosts appeared.

But look at the fluctuations it emits... half-immortal!

"No, they were the ones who attacked us not long ago," Mo Yue's face turned pale and she took a few steps back in fright. He, the Yin Ghost Sect, had already dealt with them.

But she doesn't even know how to control ghosts...

Ning Tao looks ugly. Did eight half-immortal ghosts suddenly appear? How many soul waves are there? If a fight breaks out, more will be attracted.

"Damn it, what should I do?"
Chapter completed!