Xiao Wan's pupils trembled suddenly, she knelt on the ground on both knees, grabbed Ling Tiansu's neckline, and printed her lips on his lips, gently rubbing them left and right, as if she wanted to bite his pale blue lips back into a beautiful ruddy color.

Ling Tiansu's body was slightly stiff, and his eyes were deep.

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In the boundless forest ancient realm, there are small worlds and dimensional spaces scattered with stars floating in the void.

The sky hung in the ancient mirror, the earth was split for 100,000 miles, and the red sea magma raged countless raging and violent earth fires in the land of the abyss, surging into an abyss of the scorching sea.

On both sides of the border, not a single inch of grass grows, and the living soul is gone.

There are fires burning everywhere, burning the world, but in this unknown vast world, the wind blowing up is extremely cold, like the nine dark winds, Shura breathes.

In the sea of red earth and fire, the roads and bridges outlined are the ancient celestial pillars of the 100,000 giant saints, and they are also the cornerstones that support heaven and earth at the time of creation.

On the other side of the Divine Pillar, there are flowers that are thicker than fire and brighter than blood.

The flowers bloom on the other side, and people never return.

The majestic Dalun Ming Palace stands in the sea of fire, the palace door is wide open, it can be seen that under the palace of the king of Shura, the endless sea of poisonous fire, one after another wearing a black robe, the face covered with a demon mask of the red horn Shura is born in the fire, across the other side of the sea of fire, towards the throne of the main hall, the long red shadow fell down and knelt down, the posture surrendered.

The Heavenly Ancient Mirror reflects the mirrors of countless planes in the world.

On the gilded throne, the sky is pure and sitting, the ghost face of Shura is quietly placed on the case, she overlooks the sea of red fire, as if sitting alone on the empty wreckage throne, lonely and powerful and inviolable!

The royal robe on her body was like a flame, and the surface of the robe was painted with gold-patterned flames, and the twin demon flowers were shallow by the light that swayed in from outside the hall, as if there was a faint fire flowing on the robe.

The fair-skinned slender fingers were lightly raised, and in the void outside the hall, a plane fragment disappeared out of thin air and appeared on her fingertips.

The red blood-like vertical pupils turned leisurely, and his gaze fell on the fragment, in which countless mortal figures and postures appeared, and the reincarnation marks of those mortals were clearly replayed in the fragment.

After a moment's pause, she waved her hand.

The plane fragments disappeared, and her slender fingertips rubbed slightly, and she whispered, her voice inaudible to the joy and anger: "Isn't it?"

God punishes ten thousand years, and reincarnation has no light.

Today, the emperor returned safely, although his body, soul, and soul can be an excellent nourishment for nourishing her fangs.

The blood of Shura is the most holy and pure, and the green blood is the most mixed.

She is now in charge of 100,000 celestial body divine pillars, and her life is not limited by the gods, and she is a fellow practitioner of the Abi Shura Dao, and by devouring the life beads of the Shura King, she also becomes a king's body.

But even the immortal and immortal Shura King had never cultivated the pure holy golden Shura blood.

Now that she has refined the holy blood, no matter how she devours the gods and refines the celestial body divine pillar, the purple blood in her body still has excess golden blood, and she is still far from the realm of pure saints.

It's just a pity that she couldn't devour the emperor in advance and deprive him of his life.

It is also a god-killing personality.

She didn't think that the emperor would be easier to deal with than the gods to calculate.

Not to mention that beside him, there is also a Taicang Ancient Dragon with a demon lotus body that is extremely difficult to deal with, and it will be a little difficult to eat him in his mouth at this time.

There are 100,000 gods who control the gods and kill them, and she takes the gods to their contentment, but she is not beautiful.

Fortunately, the emperor has returned to his throne, the co-lord of heaven and earth, and the emperor of the head of the gods is still in reincarnation.

If you can be one step ahead of the gods and kill the God Emperor, it will be an interesting thing.

It's just that there are three thousand planes and countless mortal spirits.

Regarding the shadow of the reincarnation of the God Emperor, it is difficult to catch half a point, like an antelope hanging its horns, nowhere to be found.

The reincarnation of the emperor is still known to the gods for a few lifetimes.

His Majesty the God Emperor seems to have disappeared from the chaos of this heaven and earth ten thousand years ago, and his soul is difficult to find.

The plane of the Nine Netherworld is also detained, and the fragments fall outside the hall, and the flowers on the other side bloom, and the view of the mortal world is thousands, but it is still difficult to find half an inch of the emperor's shadow.

Unable to find it, Tianjing Xuan did not insist on searching deeply, her eyebrows and eyes fell into contemplation, her fingers carefully played with a miniature version of the celestial divine pillar, she suddenly raised her voice and asked, "Can you find the door?"

General Shura, who was bathed in the sea of fire, replied respectfully: "The relics of the empty and dark sea, find a door." ”

As soon as General Shura's palm was raised, a chain of fire rose up, and a chain of fire rose up, hooking up a dimensional space, in which the afterimage of the towering Tianmen Temple flashed.

The red ground flame reflected the clean and beautiful face on the throne, Tianjing hooked his lips and smiled, gently brushed the black hair on his shoulder, and was about to pick up the mask on the case: "Shura Ghost Monarch, please follow this seat to the realm of the sea." ”

Eight thousand Shura, red-eyed and scarlet, peerless in piety, with lofty admiration, said in a loud voice: "Where my king wants, where my body goes!"

"So-" The Shura ghost covered his cheeks, and his eyes wept with a confident and indifferent smile.

So how?

Before the eight thousand Shura warriors could hear the Lingyan, Tianjing's fingers suddenly trembled, and countless cracks cracked in the mask in his palm, and then, the Shura mask shattered in response, and the bright red tassels scattered like catkins, dancing away from her fingers.

Under the quicksand of the collapsed mask, there was a pair of eyes as clear as blood, and in the depths of her pupils, a wisp of golden light like a needle was overflowing, her smile was blood-devouring, her fingers wiped her lips, and her pale lips suddenly became a little red for no reason, adding a bit of coldness to her.

Many Shura, only to hear their king's words almost squeezed out of his teeth: "Okay! It's good! It's just a waste! I actually let you live! I dare to-"

As she spoke, she rubbed her lips vigorously again, as if to rub the warm and close touch away, and in her cold eyes, with cold irritation, there were a few strange and abnormal flushes on her pale and beautiful face, which was extremely inconsistent with her cold and angry expression.

"King?" "The Shura Gate was puzzled, and said in his heart how the Shura King, who was still imposing, suddenly showed such a charming attitude of his daughter's family.

Of course, at this moment, the murderous aura is even stronger than usual!

The answer to them was that the doors of the two temples were slammed shut, and the heavy dust became chaotic, and one was calm.

"Will ...... General, this ...... Do we still need to go to the realm of the sea?"

General Shura was also at a loss, because he was already in this realm, and he couldn't feel half of the king's breath.

The ice sea is shallow, and the sea surface is silent.

Jungle hazel, the wind shakes the grass.

The green snake girl grabbed Ling Tiansu's collar tightly with both hands, and rubbed her lips against his lips with her own strength.

Both of their mouths were rubbed hotly and painfully.

Ling Tiansu's breathing was slightly hot, his eyes squinted and he raised his hand, and he was about to slap the little snake who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

At this moment, there was a faint fluctuation in the space.

Ling Tian Su frowned, and his raised hand paused, because in his afterglow, he saw a bright red corner of his clothes fluttering, and a faint fragrance hit, like the scent of blood scarlet swept up when the cold wind on the swamp of death.

The wind seemed to have died down for a moment.

The girl in her arms didn't notice it, seeing that he raised his hand as if to resist, she let go of one of the hands that grabbed him by the collar, clasped his five fingers, and wrapped them tightly, pressing him to the ground, and her soft body was tired of him with all her might.

The sky was clear, and there was a thunderclap.

Under the thunder and lightning, a pair of cold long eyes were reflected, indifferently looking at the two people who were nestled up and down in the grass.

Xiao Wan seemed to be jumped by the sudden thunder, shrank back, and slowly propped up her body from Ling Tiansu.

The green silk on his shoulders slipped off and swept on Ling Tiansu's neck, a little itchy.

Her green eyes were wet, and her perfect body without clothes swayed in front of his eyes, and the girl didn't know what shyness was, she held Ling Tiansu's cheeks with both hands, and asked with concern: "Master, you just sweated, your lips are so pale, are you cold, do you want me to hug you again?"

Ling Tiansu glanced at the red figure in the forest whose aura was about to freeze into ice, and said in his heart You still want to hug, you will be in big trouble immediately.

"Master?" a cold and playful voice came from behind the girl, and before she could turn back, the royal robe was untied and thrown over her.

Tianjing Wan looked down at the unclothed girl, with obvious disdain and disgust in her eyes, as if she had seen the most unbearable thing in the world: "Even if you are abandoned and thrown into the dust and mud by me, but without my permission, who let you use your mouth to call your master without permission." ”

Yousheng also helped her get dressed, so Xiao Juan knew that this was a kind gesture, as for Tianjing Juan's words, she didn't understand, and only said sincerely: "Thank you, but I don't like to wear clothes." ”

Under the cold gaze of Tianjing Juan, Xiao Juan didn't know that the killing machine had arrived, and the catastrophe was coming, so he took off the royal robe on his shoulders very generously, and shook it, and wrapped Ling Tiansu under him one by one, and rolled it tightly.

She said, "My master is cold, give him clothes." ”

The sun is shining, but it is deep cold.

The light and shadow sprinkled on her face through the jungle trees, showing a faint sense of translucency, and the bottom of her eyes seemed to be brewing a ball of blood ink, revealing a faint and cold color: "Life is so humble, how can a waste like you still have the face to climb back from the Yellow Spring Road." ”

Stripped off the scarlet king's robe, the white light shirt was like wings, and two handfuls of scarlet fire shone in the light of the vertical pupils, and in an instant, they burned and spread like a prairie fire, forming an invisible and nameless blood-flame long sword.

Under the touch of the eye, the sword qi collapsed and slashed down like a hurricane!

The sword fire had not yet fallen, and the cracking pain of the skin struck.

Indifference and mercilessness are bound to slash the filth of the rest of their lives into hell.

Although Xiao Juan is ignorant of the world, the capture of killing intent is a deep instinct that the beast has been born with and will not be erased.

The black-haired Ling Wu, the fatal killing intent made her face pale, and her calves on the ground began to shake and tremble.

The sword and fire thunderbolt fell.

There was a loud crack.

The hazelnut weeds were cut in half, the wildfire burned the scorching rolls, and the ground was scorched.

Tianjing's eyes narrowed deeply, but between the ground, the two of them had long been gone.

(Snake Girl: I didn't do anything bad.) So gentlemen, help pay attention to the next long nocturnal duck~~)