"That flesh power is amazing!"

Although he was shocked by the incomparably huge blood and qi power of the abyss demon, thinking of the pain of that 'flesh' body, Cheng Wushuang still 'twitched' the corners of his mouth, but if he still had the power of this black 'color' blood qi, he would still choose to continue to absorb it. , the latest chapter access: ШШШ.79xs.СоМ .

Cheng Wushuang walked out of the stone 'door', and in an instant, the stone 'door' slowly closed, the purple 'jade', An Yusheng, and Mu Linglong gradually woke up.

"How's it going? What did you all get?"

Cheng Wushuang smiled faintly.

"I'm the art of refining!" Purple 'Jade' said with some excitement, in her mind, there was almost a first-class sect 'gate' in the ancient era of all the refining methods, as long as she could get out of this ancient fantasy world alive, get a 'door' weapon fire, after some time to wear away the inheritance memory, she could become a 'color' saint-level refiner.

In this ancient land, the inheritance that can really change a person's fate is actually not the inheritance of martial arts, but the inheritance of the deputy position!

As long as you can get the refiner, alchemy, inscription, formation and other sub-class inheritance within a sect' 'gate', or some declining puppet art inheritance, as long as you don't die, you can almost get strong achievements.

In the world of martial arts, these ancient sub-professional knowledge are very popular.

"I'm the art of inscriptions!" An Yusheng's face was as colorful as the purple 'jade', and he was very excited.

However, he was excited, but he felt 'excited' and bowed to Cheng Wushuang, he knew that if there was no Cheng Wushuang, he would never be able to get the inheritance of the sect', all of this was Cheng Wushuang's credit, and the purple 'jade' also hurriedly saluted Cheng Wushuang to express his gratitude.

In this regard, Cheng Wushuang waved his hand and told them not to take it to heart.

"What I inherited is kendo!"

Mu Linglong also seemed to be very happy.

But Cheng Wushuang poured a basin of cold water on her, and said with a smile: "I didn't ask you about this fart, I said that you can't rob my inheritance, but in the end you still robbed it!"

After speaking, Cheng Wushuang pretended to be angry and made a murderous appearance.

However, Mu Linglong's beautiful eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, and she sneered at Cheng Wushuang's pretentious appearance, and said, "Okay, I'll give you the inheritance I got, it's a big sword skill anyway!"

After speaking, he walked towards Cheng Wushuang and tried to hug Cheng Wushuang.

Cheng Wushuang was so frightened by this huge that he immediately flashed, and said, "What are you going to do?"

Mu Linglong made a trace of doubt and said, "I will pass on the kendo I got to you, we have to get closer." ”

After speaking, make a charming smile that is very 'seductive'.

Cheng Wushuang snorted coldly, ignoring this Mu Linglong, thinking that Rong Nian Holy Son and other martial artists should also be concerned about the sect 'sect' inheritance here, so he said, "Let's get out of here first." ”

At present, Cheng Wushuang's head already has two illusionary lights, and the purple 'jade', An Yusheng, and Mu Linglong, there is only one.

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Outside the ruins, I don't know when, a group of powerful warriors have come.

There were sixteen people who came, and from the momentum they exuded, we could sense that their strength was extraordinary.

The leader is a young man who is about the same age as Cheng Wushuang.

I saw that the bridge of the young man's nose was slightly high, his eyebrows seemed to be flashing with scorching brilliance like a sword, and there was a red 'color' mark like lightning on the left side of his face, which made the originally delicate cheeks as a scholar become heroic, with a touch of hideous and domineering 'color'.

He looked at the sand in front of him, and the index finger and thumb of his right hand pinched in the void, as if to deduce something.

"There's already been a lot of people here!"

The young man said coldly, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he took a closer look at the sand on the ground.

"In this soil, there is the breath of soul carving and 'spirit' spirit carving, although it is broken, I can still clearly perceive it. This should be a few soul puppets, but they have been destroyed!"

The boy said to the group behind him.

Among these, there are some handsome men and beautiful 'women', each of them looks magnificent, and from their looks, you can perceive strong self-confidence.

"Miko-sama, whoever comes, we can kill it, just take the light of the illusion!"

The one who spoke was a bewitching green silk 'girl', she moved her beautiful body, stood beside the Divine Son, and 'played' with her charm, especially the pair of 'breasts', together, a pair of glass eyes, I can't wait for the young man in front of me to be pampered on her.

"Qing'er is right, whoever dares to block our way, will be killed!"

The young man raised his head, looked at the bewitching 'woman' in front of him, stretched out his hand and pinched the 'woman''s breast' breast, his eyes were full of an extremely possessive 'desire'.

The 'girl' made a coquettish sound, and a smile appeared on her face.

At this moment, a few footsteps made everyone vigilant.

The young man no longer teased the 'girl' in front of him, and looked at the four figures that gradually emerged on the gravel path not far away.

With the young man's gaze, the others also slowly looked over, especially the green silk 'girl', whose face 'color' showed a touch of anger, thinking to himself who was actually bad for her good deeds, it was rare that the god son was interested in molesting her.

"Mu Linglong!"

The young man saw the faces of the four people clearly, and was slightly moved by the beautiful young 'girl' among them.

The young man's words made the beautiful eyes of the 'girl' of Deqing Silk condense, very displeased, the 'color' of his face changed slightly, and his eyes 'revealed' a faint killing intent, and after flashing a few times, it was hidden in the depths of his pupils.

"I didn't expect someone to meet us in front of us!"

Cheng Wushuang looked at the group of people at the intersection, the corners of his mouth 'revealed' a touch of coldness, and the stone sword in his hand was already in the palm of his hand.

"Those people are from the Shenglan Dynasty, and the scarred boy among them is the Shura Divine Son of the Shenglan Dynasty, Naigara!"

"The strength is very strong, and it is said to have the power of Shura!"

Mu Linglong, who was beside him, explained.

"The power of Asura?"

Cheng Wushuang felt that there were really many divine sons and goddesses who had entered the ancient fantasy world, and in less than a day, he met a holy son, a divine son, and a divine 'woman', all of which were related to the gods.

Look at the god son named Naigara, his eyes are fierce, exuding incomparably fierce hostility, as if he wants to break him into pieces, just like he robbed this guy's 'female' person.

"Do you have anything to do with that Son of God?"

Cheng Wushuang said suspiciously.

"This guy is very annoying, the North Peak Dynasty is very close to the Shenglan Dynasty, and there is a political marriage between us, however, I don't agree. ”

Mu Linglong said lightly, a goddess like her, who has awakened the memory of the gods, has a kind of arrogance, and that arrogance is contempt for everyone, so she absolutely can't stand the political marriage of the dynasty.

"I'll go!" Cheng Wushuang couldn't help glaring at Mu Linglong when he heard this, feeling that Nai Jia Luo thought that he and Mu Linglong had a 'leg'.

It seems that trouble is coming again.

"Stay away from her, or leave your bones behind. ”

Nai Jia Luo finally couldn't help it, his face was cold, his eyes stared at Cheng Wushuang viciously, full of killing intent, it seemed that Cheng Wushuang was a mortal person!