Lore Leaned down and buried his head beside Fifteen Rui's neck, this extremely unnatural feeling made Fifteen Rui straighten up suddenly, and Lore said softly: "Fool, do you think the deity is looking for the old feelings? That's just an excuse to keep you." ”

Lore took a deep breath, the elegant fragrance on Fifteen Rui's body intoxicated him, the unique wave band belonging to a woman on his chest made him reluctant to give up, and the waistline touched by his hand was slender and soft, arousing the long-suppressed fire in his heart.

Fifteen Rui moved her body and wanted to escape, but she was fixed by the absolute death, she wanted to use teleportation to leave, but suddenly found that her mental power had already been controlled by him, and she couldn't lift her strength.

It's too dangerous to go on like this.

Warm emotions spread between the two, Fifteen Rui stiffened, her chest filled with anger and wanted to erupt, she moved her mouth, found that her tongue had stiffened, and finally, only spit out a few words with difficulty, "You, what do you want to do." ”

Lore brought up a smile, and with a slight hook of his hand, Fifteen's clothes slipped off, leaving only her black bandeau and safety pants underneath.

Under the sun, Ruyu's skin was dazzling, reflecting the sunlight, like a rainbow light shining in the eyes of the lore, igniting the fire of the prairie fire.

Putting it down, Lore wrapped Fifteen Rui in his arms, "Don't worry, the deity will be very gentle." ”

I can't struggle, I can't resist, I can't even speak, I want to cry without tears, this pervert must have calculated it from the beginning, he has been playing with her all the time!

She still believed it with great interest.

She's so stupid!

Fifteen Rui closed her eyes in despair, thinking, what would she do after this?

Although it was nothing for Fifteen Rui to lose her body, she still minded when she thought of the white figure she was looking forward to in her heart.

Very minded.

Stiffened for a long time, Fifteen Rui didn't wait for the next move of the lore.

I just feel cold and warm on my body.

The light was bright and dark.

Her body trembled a little, and tears rolled and rolled down, with the warmth that had just come out of her eyes.

Despair.

The familiar smell came, and Fifteen Rui opened her eyes in disbelief.

"Ruirui, don't be afraid, I'm here. ”

At that moment, tears welled up, and she cried even more fiercely, "Yanchen." ”

I don't know when, the body of the fifteenth rui has been draped in a white dress embroidered with golden auspicious clouds, with a faint orchid fragrance, clear and light.

Yanchen hugged her tightly in his arms, and his heart, at that moment, was also shattered.

It was he who lost his words.

He promised Fifteen Rui that he would never leave her again.

However, on that day, he left her alone in the imperial palace.

There seemed to be a strong wind blowing in the mountains, a small clicking sound came from his eyes, and the crimson in Yan Chen's eyes suddenly deepened and expanded, and the golden sword light erupted at his side, blocking all the black lights that rushed over a few meters away!

A gold and a dark two rays of light collided, the heaven and the earth were eclipsed, the sun was no longer dazzling, the golden light was like a brilliant autumn chrysanthemum blooming, the petals began to extend, and then spewed out fine light, piece by piece, little by little, filling the entire mountain forest.

As the light dispersed, the nearby plants also rose from the ground with these two earth-destroying forces, hovering in the air for a moment, and turning to ashes.

The whole mountain was almost leveled, the light dissipated, and the wind and sand covered the sky, blocking the brilliance of the sun.

The contest between gods and demons is never a petty fight.

Yanchen protected the fifteenth rui in his arms, and after this wave of energy impacted, he drew his sword and rose, and his white clothes were like a scattered flower, facing the lore.

Around the fifteenth rui, five sword lights rose, lighting up the tears on her face.

If it is not protected, how can a human race withstand this rare battle of gods and demons in this world?

Fifteen Rui put Yanchen's clothes on his body three or two times, and began to pay attention to the war beyond the sword light.

She had never seen Yanchen burst out with such a powerful aura, almost able to compete with a lore.

She had never seen Yanchen so murderous, as if he could destroy everything between heaven and earth.

She never thought that Yanchen, who had always been chic and calm, would be so angry, acting like the wind and swords like lightning.

For Yan Chen, he still used the sword he carried with him, and the sword light flying in the sky continued to fly out of his hand one by one, elegant as a daisy, but with a twelve-point sharpness, it crashed into the dark black light of the lore, and the two phases died.

In his hand, the lore held a scepter glowing with red and black light, the black light was dim, and the red light was dazzling, like the magma rolling in the depths of the earth, ready to flow out.

This is a magic weapon soul breaker. The soul of the scepter is scattered, and there is no reincarnation for eternity.

The sky has been invaded by the flying golden sword light and dark black light, the sky and the earth have long been chaotic, flying sand and stones, dark and dark, just now it was still bright and daylight, but now it has been eroded by darkness.

The sun that is blocked by the wind and sand is not allowed to come out.

After a few moves, the white eyes of the lore were filled with long-lost passion.

Lore is born aggressive, his life, is a life of fighting and killing, he once fought all over the invincible opponents of the demons, in order to be able to enter one of the four demons of the demons, after a thousand years, I didn't expect to meet the gods who matched him in the territory of the gods.

The days of boredom seem to be coming to an end.

The sword light in the sky was once again magnificent, countless sword rains fell as if they were alive, and a circle of light with runes spread out in the sky, and the golden sword qi was reborn, roaring towards the lore.

Lore One sneered, "What a move Ten Thousand Sword Spirits!"

The spirit of ten thousand swords, with the qi of the common people in the world, nourishes the spirit of the sword, and the sword qi that gains life is different from the ordinary sword qi, which can pursue the goal, devour the bones and frustrate the soul, and do not stop until the goal is reached.

There are not many people who can use this trick, and Yanchen is one of them.

In this life, I have never seen such a superb sword mastery.

Yanchen is also a person who sneered and bullied Rui Rui, he will send them to hell one by one mercilessly.

Lore is determined to stand in the air, dealing with the Spirit of Ten Thousand Swords, there is absolutely no dodge, they will follow the target like a magnet until the target dies. If you choose to escape, it will be a dead end.

The only way out is to stop these sword qi one by one until they die.

Circles of dark light burst out from the soles of Lore's feet, swirling and rising, enveloping him in it, and in a moment, Lore was enveloped in this black light.

As soon as the lore in the darkness stretched out his hand, the spirit of ten thousand swords all entered the black light emitted by him!

Inhale one by one, destroy one sword by one.

The art of darkness can absorb everything in the world, is it an ornament?

The sword light dissipated, and Yan Chen had already slashed into the side of the killer, stabbing at his face with a sword.

Lore smiled coldly, and rushed straight at Yanchen's sword, between the flickering shadows, just a ripple, and he stood domineeringly at the end of the clouds, his clothes were flying, and there was a broken soul floating next to him.

Yan Chen put away his sword and landed firmly on the ground, but a mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth!

His eyebrows frowned slightly, his heart was too careless, and he was plotted to kill.

Lore said slowly: "Boy, you are too anxious!"

In the duel between masters, it is taboo to be anxious. In this state, it is not possible to accurately judge the state of the opponent, and it is not easy to attack the point.

Yanchen was at the peak of his anger at this time, where was there any calmness to speak of? What he wanted in his heart was to kill the person in front of him, and as soon as he made a move, he would kill him, leaving no room at all, leaving no way back!

The sword light around Fifteen Rui disappeared, and Fifteen Rui's secret path was not good, and one teleported to Yan Chen's side.

Yanchen's coat is slightly wide on her, which makes her figure more petite, and her long clothes are swaying to the ground, but she can't block the looming scenery inside, and her waist is tight, showing her perfect body curves.

Fifteen Rui gently lifted Yanchen, looking like a thorn in the eyes of the lore, and wanted to pull it out quickly.

Without waiting for Yanchen to come to his senses, the next move had arrived, and he grabbed Fifteen Rui, this woman was his! Now he cares about other men!

Yanchen hurriedly picked up the fifteen rui, which can be regarded as a pass with the lore!

White clothes and black clothes are flying alternately, like a Tai Chi yin and yang gossip diagram.

The sword in Yanchen's hand collided with the broken soul, sparks erupted in the air, but they were annihilated on the field, and at the same time, the two of them retreated from each other a few miles away!

Lore strolled forward, his eyebrows were soft, and his tone was flattering, "The breath is disordered, today, you are doomed." ”

"It's a pity, if you take it seriously, it will not be easy for the deity to win. ”

This blow can be described as a contest between strength and strength, Yan Chen was seriously injured, and he had to protect the fifteenth rui, so naturally it couldn't compare to the lore.

Although it seems that the two of them are evenly divided on the surface, and Yanchen is also calm, but inside he is a burst of rivers and seas, and his true qi is surging, faintly suppressing this true qi that is about to explode, and there are a few more wisps of cyan mist between his eyebrows.

"You're thinking too much. It should be that you will lose badly. ”

Yan Chen unhurriedly held the fifteen rui in one hand, fixed his mind, and waved his other hand into the sky, and the sword in his hand disappeared in an instant.

Fifteen Rui only heard Yan Chen faintly shout out a name, "Bai Qiu." ”