Leng Mingyue refocused her gaze on the enchantment.

Shen Lichuan deliberately let her not see inside, but Shen Lichuan didn't know that as a goddess, not only was her strength and speed strengthened, but her facial senses were also perceived.

Just like her speed and strength are higher than ordinary people, as long as she gathers her spirit, she can directly see through the enchantment.

Seeing that Shen Lichuan in the enchantment began to undress, Leng Mingyue frowned and withdrew her gaze.

She doesn't have a hobby of peeping into other people's bathing.

The next second, there was a screeching sound of "zilazila" in her ears.

It's like a drop of water falling from a boiling oil pot.

"It's just a bath, as for such a big movement?"

Leng Mingyue wondered, and didn't care about it at first, until the sound of "Zilazila" became louder and denser.

The night breeze was blowing, the moon was obscured by dark clouds, and the temperature around it dropped unusually fast.

Cold moisture rose from the soles of his feet, like a ghost tribe coming.

Leng Mingyue didn't hesitate, and directly condensed into perspective to see through the enchantment, checking what Shen Wangchuan was doing.

After seeing the scene inside, her pupils constricted, and her breathing stopped for half a beat.

Shen Lichuan has two hearts, which belong to his seven life grids, and life and death are open.

He stood by the fountain with his back to her, his upper body bare, and on his left was the bright red heart of a human, and the breath of the birth gate surrounded it very clearly.

On the right, there is a black ghost heart, and the breath of the death door rotates left and right.

The existence of two hearts made his body turn into a combat field, and the two forces converged to attack.

At present, it seems that the heart of the ghost clan has the upper hand, and Shen Lichuan's hands supporting the shore have grown long, sharp claws.

He's ghosting.

But he was immersed in the sacred spring pool that purified the ghost clan.

The sound of "Zila" is the sound of him coming into contact with the spring.

This picture reminded Leng Mingyue of the ninth layer of the eighteen layers of hell, the oil pot hell.

It is said that after a person dies, he will be fried in a hot oil pan, which is no different from the current Shen Lichuan.

Because of his presence, the water of the holy spring pool is black and red.

The red color was his blood, and the spring water, in a purifying way, corroded his skin and made his blood flow.

The black is the flesh of the ghost clan that has fallen off from him, and it has been completely blackened.

In the blink of an eye, the area where Shen Lichuan came into contact with the spring water became blurred.

It's like someone has skinned you.

This is just what Leng Mingyue can see, the situation above the water.

Beneath the surface, she didn't know.

But in the blink of an eye, Shen Lichuan's human heart jumped, the birth gate shone, and new skin and flesh immediately grew.

This is the human body, and the water of the sacred spring pool flows quietly.

Leng Mingyue was shocked, because this method of generating flesh and blood in seconds was no different from a god.

Shen Lichuan's strength as a human being has reached an incredible level.

But it didn't take long for his ghost heart to skip a beat.

The door of death turned black, and the new skin and flesh were immediately corroded and purified by the water of the Holy Spring Pool.

This is a non-stop cycle process, Shen Lichuan just stood there, not making a sound, and letting the two doors compete.

He was calm and indifferent, as if he was just soaking in the hot springs.

Probably sensing that someone was observing him, he turned around and looked at Leng Mingyue through the barrier.

He was sure that Leng Mingyue had seen his current appearance.

This woman always has something he didn't expect.

In the man's dark eyes, irony emerged.

It's disgusting, isn't it the way the deity is now.

Even so, the deity still wants to eat you.

The thought of devouring intensified the beating of the ghost clan's heart, and the cinnabar in the man's eyebrows turned black.

The fangs extended, the ink eyes were scarlet, and the ghosting was complete.

On behalf of the human heart, gradually subsided.

The water of the Holy Spring Pool went mad, constantly washing his flesh and blood, but to no avail.

The cold breath is getting heavier and heavier.

The land within the barrier cracked, and a dense network of ghost monsters crawled out.

Dark clouds completely obscured the night moon, and darkness shrouded the entire Imperial City.

Leng Mingyue's eyes sank, she was on tiptoe, pinched her hands with both hands, and rushed to the knot interface and swiped hard!