Chapter 137: Seizure

"You... Who the hell is it? What do you do here? I'm just a minor monk in the Qi refining period. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Lin Ruoran said in a hoarse voice. She looked at the male cultivator who was chained by four chains, and his body had a certain degree of decay, it seemed that he was an old evil cultivator.

The male cultivator laughed a few times, "Haha... The heavens finally lived up to my expectations, and sent a monk to me. ”

Lin Ruoran looked at the male cultivator with a hideous face, and looked her body up and down with crazy joy, which made her feel cold to the bone.

The male cultivator seemed to be very satisfied with her body, and praised her, "This body of yours is good, why don't you lend it to me!" I don't mind being a nun! ”

What the? I met an old perverted shemale, and I went for it! A bright moon appeared in the sky in broad daylight, and the yin and yang were reversed.

The male cultivator looked at her with a sneer, and took a step forward excitedly, but unexpectedly pulled the chains on his body, and suddenly electric sparks broke out on the four chains, and the firelight illuminated the cave, making Lin Ruoran see clearly that he was actually standing on the bones of a dead demon beast.

She jumped a step in shock, implicated the wound, couldn't help screaming in pain, and then hurriedly took out a healing pill from the storage bag and stuffed it into her mouth, ignoring the strange male cultivator watching from the side, and meditated cross-legged.

During the meditation, Lin Ruoran felt the wind gusting around her, as if there were dead souls around her, which made her endure the discomfort of refining the spiritual power of the medicine, and treated her injuries, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that there was a transparent villain's soul body in front of her making different scary movements, on one side was stretching out a long red tongue, and on the other hand, a bloody left arm was dropped. Only then did she realize that she was a monk in her infancy.

"How did the seniors end up here?" Lin Ruoran's voice regained its please, and she asked pretending to be curious.

"You said this question..."The male cultivator's Yuan Ying stretched out a small transparent finger and touched her face, which made her turn her head away in disgust.

Yuan Yingti touched her other half of the cheek again, she closed her eyes and shouted loudly: "This senior, are you still taking away?" If so, hurry up, or not, I'll have to leave here. ”

As soon as these words came out, the Yuan Infant Body was stunned, and then laughed, "It's funny, I didn't expect you to be so anxious, okay, since you are looking forward to your early death, then I am coming." The latter sentence is very obscene.

Lin Ruoran didn't dare to be careless, clenched his fists, adjusted his mentality, closed his eyes and waited for the moment of the soul battle.

After waiting for half an hour, she was a little impatient, and she was about to open her eyes to see what kind of conspiracy the male cultivator was playing, but the Yuan Infant Body was too late, and it was fast, and when she was flashing, she suddenly rushed into her mind and came to her sea of consciousness.

Lin Ruoran's consciousness also came to her own sea of consciousness, she looked inward and found that her body suddenly tightened, and the spiritual power in the dantian subconsciously ran at a high speed, and the whole body united and cooperated to reject the arrival of the Yuan Infant Body.

She felt a triumphant smile on the corner of her mouth, and then looked at the infant monk with a smug look on her knowledge.

"Your body is dead, but your Yuan Infant can be kept now, what is the secret?" Lin Ruoran ran behind the Yuanying Body Cultivator, and wherever he went, she followed there, living the image of a small tail.

"You want to stall for time, but it's not good for you?" The male cultivator looked around with a leisurely stroll.

"Oh, I don't know about this, I wonder if my predecessors can solve my doubts?" She asked curiously, completely putting her own life and death out of control.

"Actually, I am a monk of the Lingwu Sect, and I was a monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant Sect before I finished speaking..."Before the words were finished, his Yuan Infant Body was bitten by Lin Ruoran, and quickly moved away from him, devouring it, and suddenly she only had a soul light ball the size of an elixir and increased by a few points.

She was pleasantly surprised to find that after other people's souls entered her own sea of consciousness, she felt comfortable and wonderful, and she could still operate her body in her own sea of consciousness, making her speed as fast as lightning, and now she felt that she was a little closer to victory.

That Yuan Infant was about to talk about his glorious history, but Lin Ruoran, who was rebellious, took the lead in biting it, Rao is used to being struck by the lightning on the chain all day long in the first few years of his arrival, and he still let out a miserable scream.

He looked at his lost left leg in anger and shouted, "Villain, I have made you have to pay the same price as blood today to bear my monstrous anger." ”

Lin Ruoran looked at him with disdain, and when he was talking nonsense there, he bit him with that technique.

The monk's seizure was a race against time, and the male cultivator relied on his own cultivation to be high, so he arrogantly looked down on her, but he suffered a big loss.

The male cultivator rushed at her angrily, but she relied on the principle that this was her own sea of knowledge, my territory, and my decision, so she used her body to dodge again.

So in this vast and boundless sea of knowledge, the two played a game of you chasing me, you retreating and I entering.

Zun in the space indifferently watched his host fight with a soul body in the infancy, and sat on a wooden chair comfortably basking in the sun, while a bird pretending to be a corpse was lying next to his feet.

At the same time, Lin Er, who had a divine sense contract with Lin Ruoran, felt a pain in their knowledge, they knew that now was a critical moment, so they all put down their work and meditated quietly, praying that this catastrophe would pass quickly.

And far away on the ice and snow grassland, there was a female cultivator in a white dress who had just finished refining a furnace of elixir and walked out of the cultivation room.

As soon as the door of the room opened, a male cultivator in a black robe walked over, holding a black magic ball in his hand and throwing it back and forth with his left and right hands, as if he was having a lot of fun.

Guarding the door of the room was a female cultivator, who saw the other party walking in her direction, bowed to him, and said, "Elder Zuo, what do you ask?" ”

"The young man wants to see her, you go and talk to Elder Huo Shiqi."

When the female demon cultivator heard Zuo Yi's words, she hesitated, glanced at the calm Central Plains female cultivator, and thought of Huo Shiqi's request when she came, and bravely shook her head and refused.

Zuo Yi raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect this newcomer to the Foundation Building Period Demon Cultivator to be so dull, and couldn't help but scold loudly: "Don't you know what kind of territory this is? The young master has the final say, don't think that Huo Shiqi's old horseman is a monk in the late stage of Jindan and is self-righteous? ”

The female cultivator's face was stunned, and she was frightened by the coercion of the foundation building period that Zuo Yi cast. Forced by the majesty of Zuo Yi, she finally nodded and walked towards the courtyard where Elder Huo lived.