Chapter Fifty-Eight: Mountain God Heavenly Demon, Bloodfall Demon Emperor!

Holding Hu Yanyan's jade foot, Feng Zi admired it intoxicated for a long time, and gently brushed his fingers over the other party's white calves like lotus roots.

"Hmm...... It's a shameful position......"

Hu Yanyan's pair of fragrant fox ears have turned pink, and she no longer has the previous profligate posture, but looks extremely shy.

"I'm coming in. ”

"Huh?"

Before Hu Yanyan could react, she suddenly felt a sharp stinging pain in her lower body.

Perhaps because of the early moist + slippery, this stinging quickly turned into a comfort.

The two turned over the clouds and rain, and unscrupulously intersected + together in the bathhouse.

Feng Zi felt that his hard lower body was wrapped in a tight warmth, and the steel gun under his crotch was two points bigger, and he put the other party's beautiful legs on his shoulders, hugged his slender waist, and rushed and touched without stopping.

Feng Zi subconsciously ran the "Imperial Maiden's Heart Sutra" that Long Huang Yan had taught him in his previous life but had never used it, impacting back and forth three shallowly and one deeply, and asked with a smile, "How do you feel?"

Hu Yanyan is already ** in the sea of desire, her mind is not clear, her beautiful eyes are godless, like a ceramic doll that does not have any words, she only knows how to moan + moan unconsciously.

"Boom...... Woo......"

From the bathhouse to the bath room to the bed, the two are madly intertwined.

After Hu Yanyan released her body five times and Feng Zi released the life essence twice, the two of them stopped their instinctive movements.

After releasing the evil ** in his heart, Feng Zi felt that his brain was much clearer, and he subconsciously closed his eyes and looked inward to fine-tune himself.

He suddenly realized that he had completely mastered the power of demonization.

Although the cultivation realm has not improved, he can better wield his body, and with his exquisite combat skills, his strength has increased by more than two percent.

"Is this the power of the "Imperial Maiden's Heart Sutra"? Through guò sex + sex + marriage, to promote cultivation for diligence, it was originally Huang Yan's nonsense, I don't want to be true!"

"No wonder that kid was a royal maid of three hundred back then, and he became a congenital. ”

Feng Zi shook his head and looked at the confused and indifferent beauty in his arms.

He now has a weak breath in Hu Yanyan, and his essence and blood are in deficit and he has lost a lot.

"Originally, the "Imperial Maiden's Heart Sutra" is a double cultivation method, which is beneficial to both. ”

"But the first time I practiced this exercise, I did things without restraint, and absorbed too much of her Yuan Yin, if I left it alone, she would probably die directly......"

Feng Zi's face showed a thoughtful expression, and then he took out a "Tiangang Da Huan Dan" that he had refined from the coiling dragon ring, and gave it to the tall beauties around him.

After taking the pill, Hu Yanyan's spirit suddenly improved a lot.

She struggled to get up with a delicate face, and after getting dressed, she was pleasantly surprised to find that her demonic power was much purer than before, and she suddenly became happy.

She was originally a demon handsome, and her realm was not stable. Today's absurdity, after taking the unknown pill, he rushed directly to Cheng Dù, who was in the middle of the demon handsome.

This saved her at least fifty years of penance!

Doesn't it mean that she may also be promoted to the demon king in this life?

Regarding this woman's reaction, Feng Zi had already expected it.

He slowly got up and got dressed, and said coldly: "This seat knows that you took the initiative to dedicate yourself to using the identity of the demon king of this seat to climb higher. ”

Hearing this, a trace of horror flashed in Hu Yanyan's eyes, and she was about to open her mouth to defend herself, but was stopped by Feng Zi raising her hand.

His voice was very cold, and there didn't seem to be the slightest emotion mixed with it: "I don't care about your careful thoughts, but there is one thing you must remember. ”

"From now on you are my man, and if you dare to betray me, you will surely die without a place to be buried!"

Hu Yanyanmei's eyes were round, covering her mouth and nodding again and again.

Feng Zi's words are not alarmist, but a real reminder.

The power of the Heart Sutra is many, but one of them is very unique: any living being who has been related to the practitioner will be branded with the essence of the essence.

Once Hu Yanyan betrayed, this essence imprint would explode in an instant, and there would be no corpse.

"In my absence, you were the owner of this pagoda. ”

"Put your mind to the right path and do things well. ”

After Feng Zi comforted him softly, he waved his hand and motioned for Hu Yanyan to leave.

Because Xie Xing had already appeared in his perception, he was hurrying towards this side.

Feng Zi sorted out her clothes and walked out of the door just in time to see Xie Xing.

Today's Xie Xing no longer has the same high-spirited appearance as before, his nose is blue and his face is swollen, his two arms are fixed with jade plates, his breath is disordered, and his description is very miserable.

Seeing his miserable appearance, Feng Zi suddenly felt anger surge.

He asked in a deep voice, "Who did it?" now take me to him!"

People's hearts are flesh and blood, whoever is good to Feng Zi, Feng Zi will naturally be good to whom.

Maybe at the beginning, Xie Xing was close to Feng Zi, and he still had the intention of using the knot, but then he was serving Feng Zi wholeheartedly, even if he didn't reach the realm of "doing his best and dying", it was not far off.

Xie Xing just didn't give Feng Zi face, he had to get this field back.

Leave it aside for the time being.

And after getting along for a period of time, Feng Zi believes that Xie Xing is not the kind of person who will casually provoke trouble.

When you arrive, beat up the person who did it, and then ask all the questions after the beating!

"Under the crown of punishment!"

Seeing Feng Zi supporting himself so strongly, Xie Xing was moved at that time.

He didn't add any fuel to it, but just concisely told the causes, processes, and results of the incident.

Speaking of which, Xie Xing is quite embarrassed this time.

He introduced Feng Zi to join the Silver Demon Hand, and won a lot of money in the martial arts room, and obtained many pills.

Taking this opportunity, his cultivation broke through the original level, and his strength reached the point of being a demon handsome.

Xie Xing was excited for a while, so he went to the "Wenxiang Building" that he hadn't been there for a long time.

In the Smelling Fragrance Building, he and one of the members of the Lava Castle took a fancy to a bonus at the same time, and the two demon handsomes were jealous, so they broke their arms.

After listening to Xie Xing's narration, Feng Zi looked him up and down.

Feng Zi's eyes were full of weirdness: "You said that the person is called Mogaro, are you sure?"

If this Mogalo was the Cun Zài in his memory, not the same name, Xie Xun was only broken two arms, and he was already deep enough for his ancestors.

The genius of Mogalo Tianzong in Feng Zi's memory, after decades of war, he led the Lava Fort to destroy the Silver Demon Hand, subdue the War Celestial Regiment, and completely unify the entire Bloodfall Islands.

After doing this, Mogalo naturally achieved a demon emperor and became a powerful subordinate of the Night God Eagle Emperor.

He was ruthless, slaughtering countless creatures of the human and demon races, and everywhere he went was a mess, with millions of corpses and rivers of blood.

Mogalo is known as the "Mountain God Heavenly Demon" and the "Blood Falling Demon Emperor", and his peak cultivation is far beyond the innate level, which is equivalent to the Sage, and is the existence that Feng Zi used to only look up to.

"That's right! it's Lava Keep Mogalo!"

Xie Xing's face was full of indignation.

Feng Zi pondered for a moment and asked, "You said before that he should still be in Wenxianglou now?"

Xie Xing gave an affirmative answer.

Feng Zi patted Xie Xing's shoulder, allowing him to recuperate from his injuries, while he walked out of the White Silver Demon Hand Palace according to the detailed map of Jiaohai Main Island.

Wenxiang Building was not far from the location of the Silver Demon Hand, and it only took Feng Zi a quarter of an hour to reach his destination.

He arrived with his front foot, and thankfully followed with his back foot.

"Under the torture crown, you can find the scene for me, even if my injury is ten times heavier, I will crawl!"

Feng Zi glanced at Xie Xing in surprise, didn't pay attention to him anymore, just stood under the building silently observing and feeling.

Wenxianglou is the most famous ** on the main island of Jiaohai, where you can find dozens of demon beauties to satisfy the tastes of various customers.

This building is dozens of feet high, and the building is magnificent, not like ****, but reveals a solemn and holy atmosphere.

Such a contrast will produce a peculiar sense of mystery, which will attract the demon clan even more.

Feng Zi stood downstairs, and his keen hearing could catch a trace of obscenity + sound + speech. Even the occasional normal negotiation is overshadowed by many erosive voices.

As soon as he entered the building, an old green man came at a hurry.

The old man nodded and said a lot of welcome speeches, and then asked, "This demon boy, I don't know what kind of beauty you like, and what kind of beauty can you afford to afford?"

After all, the demon clan is a demon clan, even if he uses the "radical method" to run the industry, what he said is too straightforward.

In the human race**, this may just be a joke, but if Feng Ziruo is really a demon boy, I am afraid that he will have a hot head, and he will die to save face and be guilty.

Xie Xing fell into the verbal trap like this before, asking for the top card and competing with Mogaro, which was a big bad luck.

For Gu Gong's words, Feng Zi went in and out of his left ear and out of his right ear, glanced around, and did not show his goal.

So he said, "Take me to Mogaro." ”

The old man smiled as he straightened up, but he looked even more obscene: "You are a friend of the prince of Mogaro?"

"It's not. ”

Hearing the hostility implied in Feng Zi's words, the smile on Gu Gong's face suddenly dissipated.

He looked at Feng Zi with a cold face, and said bitterly: "It turns out that he is another guy who doesn't know whether to live or die!"

"The Mogalo Great Demon Heavenly Wizard, even the Demon King and the innate martial artists of the human race have been killed, what kind of new demon commander like you can challenge?"

"If you want to die, go somewhere else, don't die in the Wenxiang Building!"

"It's really unlucky, get out of here!"

After Mogalo became famous, countless new demon commanders came to defeat him and use him as a stepping stone to become famous in one fell swoop.

However, those demon commanders, without exception, were all beaten into minced meat by Mogaro, and the dead could not die anymore.

Feng Zi is young, and the turtle prince speculates that his cultivation will not be high, and he only regards him as a new demon commander who is so ambitious and dizzy.

For this kind of guy who doesn't know the height of the sky, he doesn't bother to pay attention.

Hearing the old man's insulting words, Xie Xing turned into a loyal servant of the Lord at that time, and stomped his feet angrily and shouted: "You guy who has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, stop!"

"Keep your eyes open and show me clearly!"

When Gu Gong, who was about to leave, heard this, his eyes immediately narrowed.

He clapped his hands and summoned four Vajra Ape Clan demon marshals, then turned his head with a sneer: "I want to see, you ......"

Just halfway through the words, the turtle suddenly felt like he had been choked by the neck of life, and he couldn't spit out half a word anymore.

He gurgled in his throat, looked at the palm-shaped emblem in Feng Zi's hand, and after a few breaths, he couldn't believe it:

"The Demon King Crest, one hand covers the sky!"

"You are the demon king of the silver demon hand?!"

Feng Zi waved his hand, took back the identity crest of the dragon ring, and said indifferently: "Take me to Mogaluo." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll do it right away!"

The turtle repelled the four Vajra ape guards, and led the way in front of him.

The three of them quickly went up to the seventh floor and saw a young man.

This young man had black eyes, dressed in a red costume, and had a strange volcanic-like mark on his eyebrows.

"Sure enough, it's you, the mountain god and demon!"

Feng Zi's eyes were blazing with battle intent: "Mo! Ga! Luo!"

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