Or 3g was in danger of Mo Wentian being buried in the belly of the snake, suddenly a thunder sounded in the air, and Yujun Zhenren poured all the mana into the thunder sword, and there was an arm-thick thunder snake that slashed at the wound on the snake's abdomen. Free Novel Network (Just look for novel materials)

The thunder snake frantically burrowed into the wound, making a crackling sound in the belly of the snake, and the pain made it have to give up devouring Mo Wentian, raised its head and roared, and the snake's tail suddenly swung in mid-air, sweeping Mo Wentian and Yujun Zhenren up, and fled towards the depths of the black mist.

The size of the snake was huge, with a length of dozens of zhang, as if it was tied up, winding Mo Wentian and Yujun Zhenren more than twice, dragging the two of them forward in mid-air, and the black fog around them flowed back wildly.

Mo Wentian and Yujun Zhenren were tightly bound together by the snake, their bodies hugged each other tightly, and their cheeks were pressed face to face, as if they had been cast into an iron mountain, but it was difficult to move at all.

Yujun Zhenren has always been graceful and noble, but where did he encounter such a situation? Suddenly a little ashamed, even if he struggled hard, but where did he break free? It's just that after breaking free for a while, there is nothing to be done, so I have to be soft and do so!

Mo Wentian soft yù warm fragrance in his arms, only felt that Yu Jun Zhenren was short of breath, exhaling like an orchid, that soft delicate body was incomparably wonderful, and the crisp xiōng that could be held was on the mouth of xiōng, and suddenly there was an electric shock-like strange emotion quietly rising in his heart.

At this time, the two of them had completely forgotten the danger, and the only thought in their hearts was completely immersed in each other's bodies.

In the darkness, Yujun Zhenren only felt that the xiōng chamber that was close to it contained infinite power. The pounding heart inside tugged at her heartstrings, and the man's unique aura rushed into her nose like nothing, making her cheeks blush slightly.

Ever since she became a monk, she has been practicing penance with a pure heart. Although a talented young man expressed his love and wanted to form a double monastic with her, her heart was like a lake, and she was always unfazed.

In this way, I have been cultivating for decades without distractions, but since six or seven years ago, when I met Mo Wentian, who had just worshipped Mén, I met Mo Wentian who had just worshiped Mén in the Ascending Immortal Mén, and the pool of lake water seemed to throw a stone into it. dàng rippled one after another, and his heart gradually opened, as if it was difficult to calm down.

Seeing that Yujun real people were circulating, the cheeks were dizzy. The small mouth is moist and full, and the skin can be broken by blowing, it is really beautiful, and Mo Wentian's gaze looks slightly hot in the dark.

But at this moment, a sigh flashed in his heart. I only feel that this life and my previous life seem to be a dream, and the ordinary life of my previous life has gradually been forgotten from my mind, and although this life is hard work, the only regret is that. There is no loved one who can really give him a sense of belonging, but it seems to be now. This person already has.

Mo Wentian stared at the beautiful woman squeezed in his arms, his eyes were fiery and full of warmth. A smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But just when the two of them were in a state of flux, the snake suddenly wriggled its body, as if it was going to strangle the two of them to death, and there was a strong squeezing force around the body, and the two were tightly bound together, as if they were about to melt into each other's bodies.

"What should I do?" Yujun Zhenren was helpless, and seemed to have lost his bearings.

Mo Wentian shook his head slightly, his gaze looked forward, but it fell on the red horn on the top of the snake's head, and said bitterly: "This stinky snake wants to strangle us, but this seat doesn't let it be satisfied." ”

"You want to ......" In the dark, Yujun Zhenren followed his gaze and understood what he meant in an instant, but she was a little míò, and the hands and feet of the two were tightly bound by the snake, how could they give the snake a fatal blow? …,

The poisonous horn Jiao is famous for the rò horn on the top of Jiao's head, which has its lifelong refinement of life jīng hua, rò horn seems to be the seven inches of the snake, it is not allowed to have the slightest damage, if it is broken, life jīng hua is lost, it is bound to be difficult to survive. (Just look for novel material)

But for the monks, the life jīng hua in the head and horn of the Jiao snake is undoubtedly deadly poison, and the venom of each Jiao is different, some are corpse poison, some are fire poison, some are Gu poison, etc., in terms of the cultivation of the Jiao Snake False Pill realm in front of him, the venom is enough to severely damage the true monarch in the early stage of Jindan.

Yu Jun Zhenren understood in his heart that Mo Wentian obviously wanted to fight to the death and smash the red sèrò horn on the top of the snake's head, but the snake's rò body was abnormally strong, and even the eyelids could block the bombardment of the medium-grade magic weapon, not to mention the precious and abnormal rò horn, and most importantly, the hands and feet of the two were tightly locked by the snake, and there was no way to attack at all.

Just when she was in doubt, Mo Wentian suddenly opened her mouth and spit out a cold flame from it, which was a white flame, which was constantly jumping, exuding an endless cold, as if it was the source of all cold.

Yujun Zhenren just glanced at it, and felt as if her eyes were about to freeze, and in an instant, her whole body quickly froze like an ice sculpture, and an unbelievable look just appeared on her face, and she froze at that moment, and a terrifying thought flashed in her mind.

The temperature around it dropped in an instant, and the bone-chilling cold quickly filled the entire space, the icy breath seemed to solidify the mist, and the snake's body was covered with a layer of white frost, making it fly like lightning, and suddenly became extremely slow.

Such a temperature is enough to freeze to death in an instant for the monks in the late stage of foundation building, even if the snake is a demon beast in the realm of False Dan, it is also a little unbearable, it twisted its head in mid-air, and its two lantern-like eyes flashed with a vigilant god, as if it knew the power of the flame of the Dao, so he opened his mouth and spewed out a powerful water arrow, as if he wanted to extinguish the flame.

But even if the demon beast turns on its spiritual intelligence, it is far from that of humans, and the water arrow instantly freezes in mid-air, turning into icicles and falling to the ground, falling into countless ice slags.

That icy flame is the Zhurong Ice Flame, which is the spiritual object of the cultivation realm, which can burn the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, although it is subject to Mo Wentian's strength, it can only exert a billionth of a force, but it is enough to break through the snake's body, at this time it seems to be cào vertical, like cotton wool, fluttering on the red sèrò horn on the top of the snake's head, the flame quickly wrapped it completely, and burned violently in an instant.

The snake suddenly let out a miserable cry, and its whole body suddenly stretched out, as if it was a headless fly, but red smoke suddenly rose above its head, and it spread to all sides with lightning and flint.

Mo Wentian fell to the ground with Yujun Zhenren in his arms, he saw that the horns of the snake had been burned, and the blood all over his body collapsed and melted at the speed of pushing and decaying, so he knew that it was bound to be difficult to survive anymore, opened his mouth and sucked Zhu Rong Bingyan into his stomach, the temperature quickly warmed up, and he felt that the delicate body of Yujun Zhenren in his arms had become soft, and he was just relieved in his heart.

But at this moment, the pink sè smoke spread all over the world, dispersing the black mist in the sky cleanly, covering any corner of the space, Mo Wentian just gently inhaled a wisp, and his face immediately changed greatly.

The wisp of red smoke rose up in the dantian, and the extremely hot làngcáo poured into the meridians around his body, and the blood in his body suddenly boiled, and there was a long-dormant primitiveness in his heart, which made his heart itch a little and his bones softened.

"The horn of that snake is yín poison?" In Mo Wentian's gradually lost sea of consciousness, suddenly a wisp of divine thought swept by, his face quickly turned red, and his red eyes looked down at the beautiful woman in his arms. …,

Yujun Zhenren's slender and soft delicate body, like a kitten, nested in Mo Wentian's arms, his cheeks were red as if he was in the morning glow, a pair of starry eyes seemed to be closed, his eyes were like silk, the red cún opened slightly, and his body couldn't help trembling, as if he was enduring something.

Mo Wentian only felt a bang explode in his head, and the blood veins in his body were like fire, which was completely ignited in an instant, his breathing became short, and he began to reach out and tear the clothes on his body, and at the same time, his big hand stroked it under his body recklessly.

Yujun Zhenren was originally using willpower to resist the invasion of yín poison, but at this time, he was hugged by Mo Wentian, and he suddenly burst the embankment, and his whole body was suddenly hot and boiling, and he was suddenly full of emotion, and a pair of plain white lotus arms subconsciously hooked Mo Wentian's neck.

At this time, Mo Wentian, although there is a trace of clarity in the depths of his mind, but it is getting hotter and hotter, he knows that he can't resist it at all, and he has a joy of fish and water with the beauty in his arms, naturally there will be no resistance in his heart, with his instinctive feeling, he knows that the clarity in the sea is quickly submerged.

Both of them lost their minds, acting instinctively, Mo Wentian pounced on him like a beast, a pair of big hands almost rough and random pinching, at this time the two of them were already crazy, no matter what kind of danger they were in, they just wanted to vent fiercely, and their bodies were soaked with sweat, as if they had just gotten up from the water, their body was vaporized, and they were emitted in the red smoke, which added a bit of glamour.

When the sound of "Huh" sounded like a cry and was faintly mixed with pain, Yujun Zhenren's movements had completely stopped, and his delicate body trembled, but Mo Wentian was hit by a strange feeling all over his body, and the joyful madness quickly overwhelmed him.

The red smoke gradually condensed, as if it was a red cloud that was extremely thick, wrapping the two of them tightly inside, the red cloud was constantly churning according to a certain rhythm, like the sea cáo under the night, undulating and surging, and faintly inside, there was a low roar of Mo Wentian like a fierce beast, and Yujun Zhenren's coquettish moaning, one làng is higher than one làng, I don't know when it will stop...... (To be continued......)

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