Wen Yiming couldn't comprehend his current emotions, and since the blood-red page appeared, he felt a demonic spirit disturbing his mind.

The disappearance of the flame blood droplets seemed to be integrated into the pages, making it bright in color, with a faint killing intent, revealing an aura of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and finally made his true yuan out of control.

Martial artist nine layers

A nebula was shining, and there was no expected phantom scene, which directly merged into the Xionglong Nebula.

The Nine Dao Nebula was instantly reduced to the Eight Dao, and the racial talent he expected did not appear, but the Xionglong Nebula halo flourished, which seemed to dilute the blood red in his mind, making him temporarily seize the control of the True Yuan, and let out an uncontrollable roar.

The fifth autumn girl appeared for a short period of clarity, and saw a phantom dissipating behind Wen Yiming, like a giant bear that was violently hammering the ground, extremely huge.

Wen Yiming felt that the recovery of his cultivation was soaring.

The Ninth Layer of the Great Perfection of the Martial Master

Another nebula was shining, and there was still no illusion, and the new racial talent was still not activated, and this time it was integrated into the Bai Ze Nebula.

There are only seven nebulae left, Bai Ze Nebula emits an emerald green light, there is not much blood red left in his mind, and reason and true yuan are returning to their original state, and he is ecstatic.

In just such an instant, the cultivation broke through and finally entered the Great Martial Arts.

His hair began to grow at a rate visible to the naked eye, no longer snow-white, pitch-black as ink, and his eyebrows instantly recovered

When the lower disk shook slightly, the foot Shaoyang gallbladder meridian was fully opened, and he actually felt a cyan cyclone bypassing his feet, and with it, there were several big acupoints in the second vein of Ren Du dredging.

The cultivation was still rising, and the empty underworld realm disappeared instantly, automatically converted into concentration, and a gray icon on it lit up for a moment.

He didn't have time to feel it, so he quickly switched to emptiness, and at the moment of concentration, he sensed that the fifth autumn girl was standing in the water tank and bathing in water from the head with a wooden scoop.

Her hair was moist, and the waterline soaked down the close-fitting torn dress, and Ana's delicate body faintly showed through the dirty clothes

Infinite reverie filled my mind at that moment, and my heart was full of charm.

However, the strange thing is that the burning pain of the burning body has been reduced, and the feeling that the heart is about to become independent is slowly disappearing.

He bit the tip of his tongue and forcibly drove away those thoughts, but a voice came out in his heart, complete the refining of the dragon chanting fruit as soon as possible, and let it be.

This uncontrollable thought made his reason collapse suddenly, and all the burning heat in his body gathered violently at the dantian, and he intuitively felt that his lower abdomen was boiling like fire, and countless hot streams were circulating in his limbs and hundreds of remains, which was extremely refreshing, but there was always a feeling of unfinished business, as if a drunkard could only smell the aroma of wine, but he was constantly looking for good wine and could not be uncomfortable.

He somehow turned on his concentration inexplicably, and the selfless mind method driven by the Great Soul Technique in his body was still running, but it had become more relaxed, and the rise of his cultivation had also slowed down, and the fragrance of the dragon chanting fruit was leaking out from his body.

The fifth autumn water was exhausted, the close-fitting wet clothes were messy, and the arms were wrapped around each other, resisting the strange smell of fragrance coming from the air.

Hanging her head, she had never felt that her white and red skin was so attractive, she didn't want to be so, she looked away with difficulty, and suddenly saw Wen Yiming's ****, which made her shy, but it was difficult to look away.

Wen Yiming sensed that the fifth autumn girl had already come out of the water tank, her body was exquisite, and when she walked barefoot, her soaked skirt wrapped her thighs, round and slender, making him forget about his cultivation.

He seemed to be able to hear the rapid breathing of her nose, and with the faint fragrance of virginity, he had already knelt beside him, and he felt the wet hair on the back of his shoulders, and the faint green glow spit on his neck between breaths.

When you open your eyes, focus on nature and share it with it.

He could see that there seemed to be a struggle in the beautiful eyes of the fifth autumn girl.

He didn't, his eyes were full of the fifth autumn cross, and he even forgot that the blood was surging all over his body, wrapped his arms around Ying Ying's waist, and when he lost the last trace of reason, he touched out a black box in a flash of inspiration, and before he could touch the cold Xuanwu spoon when he opened it, he was hugged tightly by the fifth autumn cross, turned around and lay on his back, exhaling like an orchid.

The temperature of the air was dropping, and he felt cold as if he had become an ordinary person, so he spontaneously summoned a quilt, instantly removed his ash bracers and belt, and hugged the beautiful woman under him.

The lips touched, feeling the wetness and softness, and the sliding hand held the soft and crisp softness of nephrite like a cloud, and between the light trembling of the fifth autumn crossbow, the two of them inexplicably regained their clarity.

Between the eyes, the fifth autumn girl bit her lower lip lightly, unable to close her beautiful eyes, and when her long eyelashes trembled, she was flushed like a cloud.

He did not be quiet because of this, the fifth autumn girl returned to its original elegance and tranquility, but made his beast's blood boil, the heat in his body was dense, making him breathe heavily, as if a drunkard had found the wine locked in the wine cabinet, but he couldn't drink it, and he had the urge to break the wine cabinet.

The temperature of the air became cold under the cold emitted by the basalt spoon, and the torn dresses flew out of the quilt, intimacy.

Buried his head and kissed all the way down the white and long neck, his cultivation stopped in the middle of the first layer of the Great Martial Arts, and the soft groan of the fifth autumn girl seemed to be trying his best to press, but it made him unable to extricate himself, making the sound of Yi Yi's infinite breathing add a touch of passion.

Fifth Qiuwan felt that her heart was about to jump out, trying to keep herself from making a sound, she still felt extremely shy in her eyes closed, her heart was out of control, and she wanted to lose consciousness.

However, she was extremely conscious, and the sanity and consciousness that she had tried so hard to maintain before had become so relaxed and natural at this moment, as if she had never smelled the fragrance of the dragon chant fruit.

She knew what he was going to do, she couldn't refuse, this villain didn't know whether it was unintentional or deliberate, he actually let himself share the focus, so that she clearly felt a little bit by bit, it was so embarrassing, but she had a faint liking, and she had a feeling of being unstoppable.

She could feel his madness, the kiss that seemed to consume her body, buried in her chest, and the long hair that had stopped growing brushed against her skin, making her shiver slightly.

She felt his hand slipping, and she tried to stop it, but he made her feel weak, so she could only hold on to the sheet tightly and indulge him arbitrarily.

She was still holding back her uncontrollable moanings, trying to free herself from the clarity of focused sharing.

The two of them focused on sharing, and could perceive each other in any subtle way, and the forbearance of the fifth autumn girl did not make Wen Yiming come back to his senses, and the hand that grabbed the futon made him want to destroy her last trace of resistance, and the delicate cheeks were heart-warming in the rapid snort.

The ups and downs of his chest made him feel that something was missing, was it too quiet?

He hugged the fiery delicate body tightly, and took the seductive and delicate, blown-breakable soft skin imprinted a row of tooth marks.

She was nervous and scared, because the big hands that stimulated her delicate body trembled were already unscrupulous.