Seeing that Jing Ming looked at him with a hint of unkindness, Mo Tong secretly screamed badly, and regretted very much why he didn't distance himself from Jing Ming just now. The thing summoned by the terrifying female cultivator made Mo Tong feel that the aura in the imperfect main mansion was condensed in a short period of time, and it flowed out quickly, and was instantly dispersed. The ink pupil has been able to support it until now, all thanks to the deputy mansion constantly absorbing the aura of the dzi.

"This fellow Daoist, I'm going to bother you to do me a favor. If you and I don't die, I will be grateful in the future. Jing Ming reached out and grabbed the ink pupil, and without waiting for the ink pupil to react, he followed the suction force and threw the ink pupil out.

It's not that Mo Tong doesn't want to dodge, it's just that the suction generated by the strange eye is too strong, and Mo Tong doesn't dare to move at all, so he can only watch Jing Ming reach out and grab him.

Yes......

Mo Tong also thought that he was going to be sucked into the eye of the wind at first, but he didn't expect Jing Ming to grab him, and leave a powerful and ingenious spiritual power on him, and smash it on the female spiritual cultivator.

After the female cultivator summoned the eye of the elemental wind, she was actually at the end of the strong attack, and she didn't have the ability to dodge the ink pupils that suddenly flew in, and the two collided together. Jing Ming's throw was a lifelong cultivation, and the aftermath of the collision between the ink pupil and the female cultivator was still very large, and they both fell into the ancient **** not far away, and they all exclaimed.

As soon as the female cultivator disappeared, the terrifying eye of the Yuan Feng that she summoned also disappeared, which made Jing Ming exhale deeply, wiping the rare traces on her forehead: "This demon girl is so powerful, fortunately she fell into the ancient cave, otherwise it would be dangerous." It's a pity that a thousand-year-old dragon Neidan ......"

Jing Ming looked at the ancient cave for a long time, and after making sure that there would be no more creatures in the ancient cave, he sighed a few times before leaving.

......

Saying that, Mo Tong, who fell into the ancient acupoint, felt that all kinds of messy spiritual power around him were constantly squeezing over, and the whole person turned around, so that he almost vomited his stomach.

Bang!

Finally landed, Mo Tong struggled to stand up, his hands and feet weakened, and he fell to the ground.

Bang!

An object was pressed down, pressing on Mo Tong's body, causing Mo Tong to be dizzy and crying bitterly.

"Huh, why is it soft?ah? is that the demon girl?" Mo Tong reached out to push away the object pressing on his body, but when he touched it, he felt that it was soft and had a good smell. Mo Tong finally opened his eyes, and finally saw clearly, it was the female cultivator, and she also fell into the ancient cave with herself.

"You, you want, you want, do, do...... What ......" The female cultivator's head and face were less than half an inch, and her eyes suddenly opened. Mo Tong was suddenly startled, and wanted to reach out to push the person away, but he was weak.

Call!

Blowing like an orchid, the female cultivator breathed a puff of pink gas at the ink pupil, and looked at the ink pupil in confusion.

It is very beautiful, and the appearance of this female spiritual cultivator is not worse than that of the master at all, and it is even superior. But at this time, Mo Tong was not in the mood for any appreciation, because a red jade face was slowly pasting over, and the small mouth of the female cultivator had already blocked Mo Tong's mouth, and a small tongue stretched out, and her heart was shocked fiercely.

Mo Tong, who had never experienced anything between men and women, couldn't help but think in her mind, what was this female cultivator going to do to herself? Nervous, scared, and a little expectant, Mo Tong's mood at this time was as complicated as it was.

Not to mention that the gag no longer seemed to be able to meet the needs of the female cultivator, her hands were slowly groping on the ink pupil's body, probing, searching......

The female cultivator was constantly releasing a pink gas, mixed with her body fragrance, which was slowly wrapping around her and the ink pupils.

The last moment Mo Tong woke up, such a thought flashed through his mind, but he soon fell into a vague illusion. The body that gradually regained its strength began to squirm, and the defense turned into an attack, and his hands slowly touched the female cultivator.

The billowing pink gas continued to escalate as the two lingered, and the concentration continued to increase. An hour later, only two churning figures and the sound of a comfortable moan could be faintly seen outside.

Mo Tong had a dream that he never dared to think of, the shadow in the dream, one moment it was Master, and the other time it was Gong Yue, changing back and forth, and finally it became Xi Ling, and even the female cultivator......

The wind and clouds gradually subsided, the clouds and mist dispersed, but the two snow-white bodies were still tightly entwined, their eyes were sacred, and the aura in the air slowly surged towards the two of them.

One day, two days, three days......

Almost at the same time, all eyes opened together, and an embarrassed flush flashed across their faces.

"Then, that ......" Mo Tong has never encountered such an embarrassing thing today, and he really doesn't know how to speak for a while.

"Hmph, you, you still don't let go? No matter who you are, I don't want anyone to know about today's events, have you heard? After leaving here, you and I will go our separate ways. If I hear any rumors, I'll be the first to kill you. Turn your head away!" The female cultivator's expression quickly returned to her usual coldness, broke free from the ink pupil's arms, and took out a brand new set of clothes from the storage bag. As she dressed, she said to Mo Tong with an expressionless face.

Although Mo Tong was still a little unfinished, he still took his eyes off the female cultivator's body and quickly took out a set of clothes. This woman's strength is very terrifying, in this nearly half of the past double cultivation, Mo Tong has clearly understood that her cultivation has actually reached the peak of the Nine Star True Spirit, and she is only half a step away from the realm of the Imperial Spirit.

The reason why she was chased and killed by Jing Ming and their scattered cultivators before was because she used most of the aura to suppress the **** qi of the dragon in her body, and secondly, because she was not from the Rain Continent, and eighty percent of her strength was restricted. If it weren't for this, even a hundred Jingming would be less than a finger of her.

But just such a quasi-emperor spirit had an inexplicable relationship with him, and Mo Tong was very frightened in his heart. After this double cultivation, Mo Tong's cultivation directly climbed from a six-star Xuan Ling to a nine-star Xuan Ling, but he was not excited at all.

Nine-star Xuan Ling and Nine-Star True Spirit, the gap between the cultivation of the two is really too big. This female cultivator spoke to Mo Tong in such a strong tone, and Mo Tong had no anger in her heart, it was fake, after all, it was the first time in her life. But Mo Tong also knows very well that the gap between the strength of the two is here, to say that Mo Tong is an ant in the eyes of female cultivators, it is an overestimation of Mo Tong. Now the female cultivator has killed Mo Tong in no anger, which has actually made Mo Tong secretly cry out for good luck.

Mo Tong put on his clothes, and seeing that the female cultivator had no intention of making a move on him, his heart secretly calmed down, and he began to look at the environment he was in.

The spatial passage of the ancient cave didn't know where to teleport the ink pupil, and there was an ancient cave in front of him. It's just that this cave is very strange, wide but not high, and it is very likely that some kind of spirit beast dwelling.

"Huh, snakeskin?" Ink Hitomi quickly found a piece of snakeskin in a corner, still a very complete snakeskin. The snake's skin was very large, and it was the thickness of a man's waist, nearly two feet long. The scales are so colorful that even years can't wear them away.

"It's just a human snake skin, all the fuss!" the female cultivator drew some strange symbols on the ground, and was very dissatisfied with the exclamation of the ink pupil. But fortunately, this female cultivator is not as violent as she was to Jing Ming at this time, and her current performance is quite gentle except for not looking at Mo Tong again.

"Human snake skin?" Mo Tong suddenly understood, no wonder he felt that the pattern of this snake skin was familiar, but it was similar to the scales on the tail of Xun's lower body? Could it be that this is the old nest that Xun He said?

That's really a nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. I didn't find it for more than half a month, but I didn't expect to come in by mistake, and the facts of the world are unpredictable.