Chapter 33: Yaoshou is hot, and the body of charm has appeared.

In the Tianfu Secret Realm, the commoner man still stood in the black passage.
After the January period expired, the demons received instructions and came to this initial passage one after another. So many violent monks are as quiet as a virgin in front of the commoner man, like a timid first love girl.
The man in commoner casually swept his sights over the demons and raised his head secretly to the sky.
In the outer realm of the Tianfu Mystery, the elders who were waiting for the sect's reinforcements did not idle, still instilling spiritual power into the jade charm, wanting to open the mystery again.
time is limited……
The man in common clothes thought, he signaled that most of the demons went back to the demon world through the passage, and he and a few elite disciples stayed behind, preparing to completely destroy those decent disciples who "lucky" did not die under the hands of the demons and...the secret realm itself.
With no wind on his hem, he took out a black pendant from his neck and floated in front of him, with bloodshot eyes. The others separated their wrists one after another and dripped blood on the pendant.
"Dear Lord Ancient Demon, call for your help with the covenant thousands of years ago, please destroy this world..." The seal on the chest of the man in commoner shot a laser, echoing the nicks on the pendant.
A cloud of black smoke drilled out of the pendant and transformed into the form of an ancient demon in mid-air.
The ancient demon had double horns, three heads and six arms, standing in mid-air, covering the sky and the sun. The thick black mist dispersed from him, burying the world.
"Roar—" The first thing in this world, it raised its head and snarled its inner dissatisfaction.
It is just an ancient demon spirit, which complies with the agreement with the demon clan to accomplish one thing for them.
The real it has already died in the ancient war.
The magic sound shook so that the black mist rolled away.
The ancient demon opened his scarlet eyes, following the words of the commoner man just now, the thought of killing occupied its mind.
The common man looked at all this with satisfaction.
After all, the ancient demon spirit is just a remnant mind transforming god, if it is in the outside world, it can be easily dealt with with the background of the four sects. But placed in the Sky Floating Secret Realm, the magic mist will corrode all the lives it comes into contact with, no one can stop it.
The whole world in the Tianfu Secret Realm, all creatures and creatures are trembling.
When the ancient demon spirit appeared and the earth cracked, Lin Zhizhi was seizing the time to consolidate his cultivation. Before coming in, he had just reached the thirteenth floor of the Qi Refining Period. During this period, due to various adventures and battles with demons, his realm was consolidated while also increasing a bit.
It's a pity that this sudden shock interrupted him, and the corrosive black mist enveloped the world at an extremely fast speed, including Lin Zhizhi himself.
He had to set up a thunder shield, the thunder with ample immortality isolated the black mist of the ancient demon, making a sizzling sound.
However, Lin Zhizhi only cultivated in the Qi refining period, and his spiritual energy could not support the immortal sword for how long. In order to avoid the fate of being swallowed by the black mist, the young man had to gritted his teeth and took out a large amount of pill from Qiankun Ring and stuffed it into his mouth to try to maintain the Thunder Shield.
Until the pill ran out, he was cruel and had to take the virtual spirit grass he had just obtained.
Different from the pill, the spirit grass has not been tempered. Swallowing in this way will cause certain side effects-for example, the undifferentiated spiritual energy instantly squeezes the meridians.
There is no choice now.
The moment he took the spirit grass, Lin Zhizhi only felt that his eyes were dark, almost unable to withstand the power of the virtual spirit grass.
...
The commoner man stood in the passage, the wind rustled, his mouth was slightly cocked, watching the ancient demons raging on the sidelines.
Just as he was full of interest, a cold light flashed in the sky above the ancient demon's head.
Once again, he saw that the ancient demon's body that had been walking had separated, and his upper body was mixed with black mist, slowly falling. The face that looked like a bull's head still had an incredible look.
The man in commoner looked up, but no one was found, only a gap appeared in the sky.
To him, it was more terrifying than the appearance of the master of the school holding the treasure of the town.
Because this meant that this person from the outside world forcibly penetrated the secret realm with a sword, opened a path, and cut off the ancient demon like a little chicken without the power of a chicken.
A sword breaks the sky.
Righteous way... There is such a powerful sword repair?
He was surprised.
In that crack, a man in purple came.
He has a handsome face, purple eyes, and a deep purple outer gauze covering the black robe, rolling to the ground.
The man in commoner didn't care about his appearance. Just looking at him from a distance, the oppression he gave him surpassed everyone, just like the powerlessness of a mayfly facing the boundless world.
The opponent is too strong.
Perhaps... only Demon Lord can fight him.
Run away!
He only has this idea! The man in the cloth broke his wrist, and instantly made the decision to give up in his heart. At the same time, he crushed the big moving talisman hidden in the cuffs, and wanted to send back to the demon clan to tell the man about the man.
But he was already unable to move.
The Great Move Talisman has taken effect, the law of space has wrapped him, and the teleportation array under his feet has taken shape, but he just can't go. I could only watch the man go to the other side without looking back.
And he was still tied in place.
Soon after the purple-clothed man left, several elders of the Four Martial Arts entered into the crack. One of the old men was the first to discover the commoner man repaired, and brought other people around with a ugly expression, and locked the commoner man with a mysterious wooden shackle.
"Just...that was Dao Zun, right?" Taking advantage of the time when the other few people searched for Commoner Demon Xiu's body, Zhen Bingfen Zhenhe Wei looked at the place where Xuanhua disappeared, and he didn't want to forget, "That sword, really Let me hear about it, and death in the evening! If I can understand the mystery of that sword..."
Elder Haoranmen nodded, ignoring the second sentence of Master Hewei, with a worried look on his face: "The Daoist is not out of the mountain in a catastrophe. This time he came to the Tianfu secret realm. There must be something strange."
"Xu is there is another magic weapon in the secret realm that affects the luck of my human race, or disaster." Tianyinmen elder agreed.
"I am unable to manage the future catastrophe, so I can only calm down what is in front of me. This demonic cultivator kills my disciple, and I must ask him to survive and die, so he can refine his soul into the ghost sail." Elder Yinquan gloomily Tao.
Commoner Moxiu was chained by the legendary Haoran Gate, the most precious Xuanmu yoke, and his whole body was not left at all in his cultivation. That Haoran righteousness made him tortured abnormally. He listened to the words of the four elders, in addition to the sudden realization of the man's identity, there was also a trace of regret in his heart, and he just wanted to look up and laugh at his own eyesight.
This secret realm actually hides the secret that can attract Dao Zun and other characters, and he has been in Baoshan for a whole month without knowing it. He really died!
If he knew that Xuanhua came here for his little apprentice, I wonder if he would still feel that he died unjustly...
Among these sects, only the real person Hewei is quick-minded, guessing that Master Dao might not come for the human race. After all, he seems to have a little apprentice in the secret world...
Not to mention here for the time being, with the breadth of Xuanhua's mind, it is not difficult to cover the entire secret realm, and he soon found Lin Zhizhi.
However, although the black fog disappeared with the death of the ancient demon, the sequelae of the Void Spirit Grass still remained on Lin Zhizhi. The spiritual energy in his body is disordered, hitting the meridians like a headless fly.
When Xuanhua came to him, he saw his whole body fall in one hand and scratched in the mud, sweating profusely.
"You did a great job."
Master Dao Zun stretched his hand to the center of his eyebrows, forced him to fall asleep, and put Lin Zhizhi in his arms, attached his meridians with one hand, and used his aura to guide him, and found that he was hot and scary overall.
Xuanhua pondered for a moment, swept away his long sleeves, and directly took Lin Zhizhi back to the Luoxian Sword Sect—allowing the four elders of the martial arts sect to look at Mo Xiu, waiting for him for nearly a day before he was in charge of the call. Leave the secret realm next.
At that time, Lin Zhizhi was already lying on Dao Zun's ice bed, and his body temperature was almost stable. And Xuanhua sat leaning on the side of the bed, holding the little apprentice in his arms, making sense of his spirit bit by bit.
Lin Zhizhi's originally stable aura almost boiled under the effect of the virtual spirit grass, in addition to the damage to the meridians, it also stimulated his petal mark in the pubic area.
That little flower bud gradually grows and has a tendency to open.
The black-haired boy's hair was wet and glued to his forehead, and the white clothes tightly highlighted the boy's flexible waist. Lin Zhizhi's heartbeat became louder and louder, and the body temperature that had already dropped rose again, and the whole person exuded a faint sweet smell until it enveloped Xuanhua.
Xuanhua's concentration is very good.
Once the first beauty of the demons danced softly in front of him, he was also indifferent.
When the scent burst into the tip of his nose, Xuan Hua thought it was the body scent of the young man in his arms, and still coldly held the other's Haobai's wrist, drawing aura back.
With the rich fragrance, Xuan Hua's hands were as steady as Mount Tai in the face of no matter how powerful an enemy, and hesitantly rubbed the smooth skin. When the little apprentice first came, he couldn't help but flashed through his mind as he soaked in the spiritual spring pond.
As if he felt something, Lin Zhizhi moved and wanted to withdraw his wrist - Xuanhua didn't know how he thought, and used some force to confine him in his hand, and the other hand raised the young man's jaw.
Lin Zhizhi was still unconscious at the time. The usually deserted young master is now lying in his arms obediently, and a little ruddy tongue reveals between the slightly open shell teeth, which makes Xuanhua increase his strength. Finally, when the teenager made a dissatisfaction, under the sound of a small animal, he let go of his wrist.
The fragrance became stronger, and Xuanhua's eyes glowed with deep purple swirls.
His hand covered the boy's entire face and moved slowly down, from the smooth and white forehead, to the long and curled eyelashes, to the tall bridge of the nose, slowly showing in front of his eyes and in his heart.
He watched for a long time before he took the boy's hand and kissed the back of his hand.
...
The heat in Lin Zhizhi's body slowly receded, blinked weakly, and opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was Xuanhua.
Well, that top of the head [Xuanhua, the favorability index is 100, and the attitude is to want double cultivation. Master of 】.