Chapter 243 Blood and Loneliness (I) A large area of Middle-earth is a vast and deep sea, and the rare continent is like a grain of sand on the sea level, which seems incomparably small, this is a beautiful and boundless land, and it is also a bloodstained land, which can be called a paradise for martial cultivators and a hell for martial cultivators.

On the sea, there are countless islands, and one of the giants of the eight forces in Middle-earth, the temple, is built on an island shrouded in clouds and mist all year round.

On the top floor of an attic inside the temple, Leng Hanshuang's soft eyes looked into the distance in a daze, in recent days, she had also heard the news that hundreds of monks in the Qingyang League had been killed by a young monk, and she had been asking herself repeatedly, was that person really Wu Heng?

"Frost, the temple master has summoned you to the temple of the priests. However, at this moment, a magnetic voice sounded in the room, and there were definitely not many people who could call Cold Frost by her name in the temple, at least even the elders of the temple had to call her "Holy Maiden." ”

At the same time as the voice sounded behind her, Leng Hanshuang's soft eyes instantly became cold, she didn't look back, but asked in a cold voice, "Who gave you the right to break into my room?"

"Do you hate me that much?" the voice was soft, with a male magnetism that thousands of girls would be obsessed with.

Leng Hanshuang sighed lightly and said, "Don't come to pester me, we can't do it." ”

"Hmph, you still can't forget that waste man in the barbarian land?" The voice behind him was slightly angry, he was unwilling, he was a temple saint son, and he was worse than the kid named Wu Heng in the Heavenly Continent?

"Wu Heng is not a waste, he is at least a hundred times stronger than you, and the Heavenly Continent is not a barbarian land, if you insist on saying this, it can only mean that you are a frog at the bottom of the well!" Leng Hanshuang turned her head and looked at the young man who had just spoken with anger on her face, she did not allow anyone to insult Wu Heng, nor did she allow anyone to insult the Heavenly Continent as a barbarian land.

"Okay, well, the Heavenly Continent is not a barbarian land, but I advise you to forget that man named Wu Heng, he can't come to you, with that kid's strength, he can't even pass through the flowing waterfall of the continental barrier. The young man's tone was disdainful, but he quickly adjusted his somewhat out-of-control emotions, he was proud, the monk from the barbarian land was not qualified to make himself angry.

"Whether or not Wu Heng can come to Zhongzhou has nothing to do with you, and you are not allowed to break into my room without my permission in the future. Leng Hanshuang gave the man a fierce look, and turned to leave the room, leaving behind a fragrant breeze and the graceful figure that walked away.

"Bang!"

As a heavy door closing sounded, the smile on the young man's face became cold, and he almost gritted his teeth and spit out a few words, "That kid's name is Wu Heng, whether he is in the Central Continent or the Heavenly Continent, this Holy Son will let this person named Wu Heng kneel in front of me in front of Leng Hanshuang!"

This person's name is Xiao Yueming, twenty-two years old this year, with his strong strength to suppress the younger generation of the temple, become the new holy son, and also the personal disciple of the temple master, when he first saw Leng Hanshuang's beautiful face, he was already faintly moved, and secretly swore that this woman must belong to himself in the future, she is so beautiful, the beauty is thrilling, that proud and cold look, let him burst out of the desire to conquer.

It's a pity that Xiao Yueming learned that Leng Hanshuang had already married a person named Wuheng in the Heavenly Continent, but Hanshuang had already come to the Middle Continent, and he didn't think that the god who was born in the barbarian land could find it here. For the young generation leaders of the Central Continent, who are already proud, the land with thin aura in the Heavenly Continent is a barbarian land, and there are not a few strong people at all!

Xiao Yueming thought that a pariahs in a barbarian land dared to rob women with him, the hatred in his heart became deeper and deeper, and even he was a little jealous of Wu Heng with pride, how could he be virtuous, how could he get the heart of cold frost.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yueming's fists were already clenched, and the maid in the room with terrifying cultivation on his body couldn't breathe, at this time, he hoped that the person named Wu Heng had come to the Central Continent, and he would crush this person to death with his own hands, so that Leng Hanshuang knew that he, Xiao Mingyue, was the man worthy of her.

"Hey, it seems that going to the Priest Temple this time is unavoidable......" Leng Hanshuang who walked out of the room sighed softly, as early as half a month ago, the temple master asked her to go to the priest's hall to awaken the Holy Maiden's bloodline, once she awakened the Holy Maiden's bloodline, her potential will be infinitely stimulated, and even the High Priest boldly predicted that once the bloodline in her body was stimulated, her achievements would be above the Holy Son Xiao Yueming.

But once the Holy Maiden's bloodline is awakened, Cold Frost's actions will also be restricted by the temple. But no matter what happened, her heart didn't change, Leng Hanshuang not only hoped that Wu Heng could become stronger, but the stronger heart in her heart was also stimulated, one day, her cultivation would surpass everyone in the temple, and when that day came, see who could stop herself!

Cold Frost's beautiful eyes exuded a confident light, her long skirt mopped the floor, her slender figure was graceful, her back gradually faded away, and she walked towards the deepest part of the temple, where she would gain a new strength

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Crescent Island, the strong man is like a cloud, the water around the demon temple is impassable, three days have passed in a blink of an eye, but no one has heard the news that there is a strange treasure inside, the people of the Xuanyuan family are estimated to be coming, the Xuanyuan family has always been domineering, once their strong man comes, it is estimated that this demon temple will belong to them, and this palace has a prohibition, not allowing the dragon or the dragon or above to enter, but the Xuanyuan family is a demon clan, they are not subject to this restriction.

Once the Xuanyuan family's Tongtian powerhouse entered the Demon Temple, the treasures inside were basically out of contact with them!

In three days, after the warmth of the extreme cold ice jade, Wu Heng had already recovered from his injuries, and his mental strength was abundant. And the sea of qi in the dantian faintly swelled a little, this is a sign of progress in cultivation, he secretly rejoiced in his heart, this place is really a holy place for cultivation, the aura is ten times more abundant than the outside world, with the assistance of the extreme cold ice jade, he believes that he does not need three months, only two months to enter the psychic realm.

After three days of cultivation, Wu Heng had already adapted to the temperature on the extreme cold ice jade bed, not only did he not feel cold, but he felt very comfortable, and the pores of his whole body were scattered, this was a treasure, when he left this place, he naturally wanted to store the extreme cold ice jade in the jade pendant, and he could take it out when he cultivated in the future.

With this treasure, his cultivation speed has increased by one-third on average, and this jade can warm the Xuanbing Divine Body, in just a few days of absorption, Wu Heng obviously feels that his physical strength is more terrifying than before, even if he fights hand-to-hand with the strong people of Tongtian, he is not afraid.

"It's a paradise, if only I could stay here forever. Xuehua's head was gently nestled on Wu Heng's broad shoulders, and Lingxiu's eyes were looking at the blooming peach blossoms outside the window, which was a huge peach blossom source, a cherry red, beautiful.

Wu Heng smiled and said: "When I finish everything, I will take you and Hanshuang to find such a peach blossom source, and then build a small bamboo house and give birth to a lot of children!"

"Little villain, we won't have a bunch of children with you!" Xuehua glanced at Wu Heng, and his coquettish voice was a little charming, seductive, as long as a normal man heard this voice, he would definitely not help but press the stunner in front of him under him, and rub the seductive delicate body into his body

Wu Heng suddenly thought of something, and sighed: "I don't know if the frost has been doing well recently." ”

Thinking of this, Wu Heng's deep eyes flashed with a light, the temple, this is a behemoth that he can't touch, but when Wu Heng was in the Heavenly Continent, he secretly swore that he would level this so-called temple!

Everything is because his strength is too weak, if Wu Heng is now a Dacheng Divine Body, who in the temple can stop it!

This is a driving force, the driving force for Wu Heng to practice desperately, on one side is the dream of the Great Emperor, on the other hand is the beloved woman, no matter which multiple-choice question is, it will always spur him to move forward bravely.

"Frost is a holy woman who was prophesied by the high priest, no one dares to disrespect her in the temple, and Frost will definitely go to the so-called priest temple to awaken the bloodline, and she will become stronger when the time comes. Speaking of this, Xuehua glanced at Wu Heng, with a playful smile on the corner of her mouth, and said, "When the frost bloodline awakens, I'm afraid you won't be able to beat her!"

Wu Heng smiled indifferently and said indifferently: "What does it matter if I can't beat it, the woman I want in Wu Heng is usually obediently come over and throw herself into my arms!"

"It's so stinky and beautiful!" Xuehua stretched out her slender fingers and pinched Wu Heng's soft waist fiercely.

"Hiss......" Wu Heng gasped in pain, but glanced at Yiren who was snuggling on his shoulder, and the corners of his mouth suddenly showed his signature evil smile, and he ripped the ribbon around her waist, as if he had the meaning of galloping on the battlefield with a gun.

Xuehua was speechless, this little man was too improper, as long as the two of them were alone, she walked away in a light step, dodging Wu Heng's hands that wanted to hold her thin waist, she had a unique face, with a little bit of seductive and charming mature charm, she glanced at Wu Heng and said: "When you break through the psychic realm, whatever you want...... But not right now. ”

Wu Heng could withstand such temptation, and with his right hand, he slapped the extremely cold ice jade bed under him, and the whole person suddenly stood in the air, chasing after him in one step, and the speed was extremely fast, like an afterimage.

It's a pity that Wu Heng's cultivation is still in the three realms of the Xuanwei, where is the speed compared to the snowflakes of the psychic realm, she instantly sacrificed the word pattern, stepped on the formation pattern, and flew out of the attic in a blink of an eye, appearing in the beautiful peach blossom source, she was like a fairy on the peach orchard, stepping on a peach blossom leaf with a light posture, and looked at Wu Heng who walked out of the attic playfully, "Little man, if you can catch up with me, whether you have reached the psychic realm or not, you can do whatever you want tonight......"

Tian Lai's voice was extremely seductive, Wu Heng touched his chin, and quickly accepted the challenge, and chased after him with the Xingzi Formation, but the Xingzi Formation was taught to him by Xuehua, and he caught up with this master there, but he comprehended the talent of the Formation, but even Xuehua was extremely surprised, in just a year and a half, Wu Heng had comprehended the Quadruple Mysteries of the Xingzi Formation!

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