The person who called for the wind and rain retreated, and a charming woman with a bee's waist and back stepped forward and said to the thin old man: "The Nine Gates, the Seven Valleys, the Three Palaces, and the Eighteen Mountains have all sent people to wait, which sect does the ancestor want to move?"

"Let the Heart Refining Valley go down and explore. At the mention of Heart Refining Valley, the thin old man's gaze became obscene, and regardless of whether he had his subordinates around him, he directly pulled the bee-waisted woman into his arms, and his ghost-like hand reached through her collar, grabbing and kneading hard.

The bee-waisted woman exhaled softly in pain, but laughed again, and raised her hand to throw a spell into the sky.

A moment later, a red haze flowed from the east, and there were nearly two hundred women inside, all of them enchanting and beautiful, and these nearly two hundred women together could not make up an inch of cloth on their bodies.

Without an inch, let alone a sense of shame, they scratched their heads one by one, saluted the thin old man, and shouted in a not very neat voice: "Meet the ancestor and serve the ancestor." ”

'Old Ancestor' said with a smile: "Good man, go down first to break the strange fog for the ancestor, and behead the little demon who casts the spell, and the ancestor will let you serve." As he spoke, he rubbed his hands harder, and the bee-waisted woman in his arms didn't dare to exhale any more pain and bit her lip.

In the red glow, most of the female cultivators in the 'Heart Refining Valley' nodded, but one of them was smart, and laughed greasyly: "The slave maid wants to serve the ancestor first, and then go to do things for the ancestor must be a hundred times more energetic" When she spoke, she deliberately straightened her proud chest.

But before she finished speaking, the lewd ancestor who was laughing suddenly changed color, and a long tongue poked out like electricity, and suddenly rolled her up and pulled her into his mouth.

The old monster has a strange appearance, but after all, he still can't get rid of the outline of an ordinary person, and at this moment, his mouth is so big that he can really put down a person, followed by the sound of clattering chewing. The old monster chewed the flattering Heart Refining Palace disciple, raised his head and swallowed it, and yelled at the others: "Get out!"

The other women in the red glow lost their faces, but they couldn't hide the gloating in their eyes, as if they felt that their companions deserved to die, naked, with bright swords, leaning over the nine clouds and rushing into the mist of the real leaf mountain city.

The bee-waisted woman in the old monster's arms reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of the old monster's mouth, put it back in her mouth and sucked, laughing non-stop, and after a while, she suddenly muttered, and the ghost claws rubbing on her chest stretched out and probed deeper into the vital point

City. Su Jing took out the healing medicine from the mountain and gave it to the two monks, and then gave each of them a Yang Huo True Yuan to help them heal their injuries.

Guoxian quickly opened his eyes, he was more seriously injured than his senior brother, but Su Jingdu also gave him much more Zhenyuan than Yu Jingxian, and the little monk's mouth moved. Su Jing knew what he wanted to ask, and responded: "It's okay to be the first, and the injury is lighter than yours." ”

As soon as he said this, Su Jing's face was cold, and he said to Guo Xian: "The enemy is down, I will go out, and you can heal with peace of mind." After saying that, he got up and wanted to leave, but Jingxian on the side suddenly spoke with difficulty: "This city is entrusted to Lord Su." ”

The monk, who had always been cold to the disciples of Lishan, finally weakened his tone at this moment.

There is a righteous nature under the mountain gate. The disciples of Mitiantai, who are also Heavenly Sects, have not coexisted with a compassionate heart, and Jingxian's entrustment did not come because of himself, just for the innocent people in this city.

"Rest assured. Leaving two words, Su Jing disappeared and disappeared into the thick fog.

The fog adds a strange smell: some sweet, some fishy. At first glance, it will make people frown, but if you sniff it carefully, as long as it is a man, the heart in the chest can't help but beat a few times. The blood gradually opened

The two Heart Refining Palace disciples held hands, their waists twisted, and they walked cautiously in the fog, and the shining flying sword protection was whirling.

As soon as their team rushed down, they dispersed after a while, and everyone could only see three feet in the fog, and the two naked women did not dare to separate anymore, exploring and advancing in the fog Suddenly, a voice came into the ears of the two: "Who are you waiting for, what are the plots." ”

The two female cultivators were startled, but they calmed down, and one responded: "Servant Xixi." Another interface: "Nuer suck." Then the two said in unison: "Meet the little minister." ”

A few words were spoken, and the two nuns were completely relaxed. The enemy is a man, and as long as it is a man, they have no need to be afraid.

Refining the evil method of the heart palace, looking for a baby girl born when the sun is cloudy, when she is raised to the age of nine years and nine days, drains the blood of the body and refines it into a pill, and the disciples of the heart refining sect have a pill every year, and everyone refines the body of the evil yin How many years they have cultivated, they have eaten many baby girls.

The smell in the fog is their body smell, and the mortal man will not be able to help himself after smelling it, and will willingly let it be remedied;

Listening to the voice in the fog, it was just a young man, who would not be deep if he was not old, and most of it was because of the treasures of the master sect that emitted such a strange fog.

'Xixi' made a look around: "Where are you, little minister, the servant can't see you, can you see us?"

'Ah Si''s face flushed, and there was a hissing pant in her voice: "Xiao Xianggong, is this fog yours?" As she spoke, she raised her hand to wipe the beads of sweat from her forehead, and chuckled: "Xiao Xianggong, your fog is very hot, you are the master of the fog, is there any way to make the slave not so hot"

As she spoke, her two long legs were tightly together, and her upper body was slightly foretorso, and her buttocks were cocked.

Another evil girl, Xixi, smiled and asked, "Little Xianggong, where are you, in front of her or behind, I guess it's in the back." ”

"Front. Su Jingying said, showing three feet in front of the two women.

The figure appears, and the sword light of the North Styx flickers!

The 'Ah Suck' who was bent down and hipped was pierced through the center of his eyebrows with a sword! Blood splattered, and there was a trace of color in the thick fog, and there was a little less sweet and strange taste.

Even Ah Yan's little mother's true Yuan Yin fragrance can't shake her state of mind, how can she give them such a nondescript obscene spell a chance.

And for this kind of evil cultivator who dared to use evil methods to bring disaster to a big city, Su Jing was ruthless.

As soon as the self-proclaimed 'Xixi' saw the enemy show up and his companion was beheaded, he immediately shouted, and the talisman flying sword exploded, and at the same time opened his mouth, raised his hand, and threw his feet, and several other magic weapons and spells that had been waiting for him started at the same time!

Flying swords, magic weapons, and supernatural powers, the 'little minister' couldn't dodge it.

The situation was so scary, it turned out to be an embroidered pillow that was vulnerable, and in addition to being surprised, Xixi couldn't help but smile, but immediately found that the young man opposite was actually smiling, and his figure was scattered, but it was just an illusion.

"Who's waiting, what's your plan? Xixi remembered the voice of 'Little Xianggong' in his ears again, and it was still those eight words.

Where do the lewd female cultivators dare to fight, urge the spell to turn around and run!

Rushing for more than 100 zhang, during which I didn't know how many walls were scattered and a few trees were broken, 'Xiao Xianggong' didn't seem to chase after him, 'Xixi' was shocked for a while, and suddenly heard Su Jing's voice not far away: Who are you waiting for, what is the plot.

The same question, but instead of asking her, Su Jing asked another woman from the Heart Refining Palace nearby.

Xixi's face was startled, and she didn't make a sound to remind her fellow door, 'Xiao Xianggong' stared at others, she just took the opportunity to get out, lighten her body, and quietly fled in the opposite direction of Su Jing's voice, but as soon as she moved, Su Jing's sneer clearly sounded in her ears.

The next moment, the coquettish laughter of the woman of the Heart Refining Palace who was questioned by Su Jing not far away sounded and stopped abruptly in the blink of an eye.

There was no screaming, no screaming, and the delicate laughter was cut off without warning.

Then, there was a muffled sound in front of her, and the corpse of the same door who had just been killed was thrown in front of her by Su Jing, and the eight words still sounded in her ears: "Who are you waiting for, what is the plot." ”

Xiao Xiao didn't answer, the flying sword protected herself, turned around and fled.

It's still a hundred feet passing by, it's still a corpse of the same door being thrown in front of you, and it's still those eight words to ask!

Su Jing didn't chase her, but he was the master of this fog, and he had all the whereabouts of the enemies who entered it, so he could choose at will, ask questions, kill without answering, and then throw the body to 'Xixi'.

One, two, five, six, nine, ten, Xixi fled all the way, and the 'little minister' really haunted her like a ghost, and kept hunting her fellow door and then sending the corpse and the eight-character interrogation.

The voice of the young man who had not paid attention to it before, calmly asked, and now it fell into the ears of Sissi, how different is it from the roar of the king of Yama!

In less than a stick of incense, Xixi had already counted the corpses of nearly thirty companions.

Su Jing's fighting power was already amazing, and there was such a magical fog to help, and more importantly, he had broken through a round trip from the Southern Wilderness! It was a real bloody trial, compared to ordinary Middle-earth monks, he was more keen, wilder, and more simple and rude!

Not to mention that he is cunning.

If the ordinary cultivator is a strong male antelope, Su Jing is a jackal who has bitten the throat of a bison, even if Liliang is not as good as it, he still kills the other party calmly.

At this time, the old monster in the sky also seemed to sense that the situation in the city was not good, and raised his head and neck to make a fierce roar, summoning the nuns!

No one can see through the fog of the fox land, but it will not stop the advance of the people inside, as long as they identify a direction, they can get out sooner or later, but the old monster in the sky did not give an order before, and the disciples of the Heart Refining Palace did not dare to flee back, violating his edict, it would be ten thousand times more miserable than dying in the fog.

The disciples of the Heart Refining Palace in the Fog were relieved, and they were busy urging the spells to fly to the sky.

'Xixi' also hurriedly moved the law to fly, suddenly her forehead was hot, and was hit by the 'little minister' into a yang fire, the lewd and evil female cultivator returned to the Tao and would definitely die, but instead of hurting people, the invasion of the yang fire not only hurt people, but washed her eyes in the rapid circulation, and immediately, she saw the situation in the fog at a glance:

More than 100 naked female cultivators escaped and flew into the sky;

A golden-red figure suddenly unleashed, as fast as lightning shuttling through the fog.

The sword light was like a rainbow, flashing dazzlingly, the screams were incessant, the sound was terrible, and the enemy who was splattered with blood and falling into the fog wanted to escape, Su Jing's sniping really began.

In the fog, there is a golden crow in charge, Su Jing is not happy, and no one can leave.

No one can leave. (To be continued.) )