"Spirit Domain Sword Mountain, hehe..."

"The old man's favorite thing is to torture and kill you righteous monks."

"Come, give you another chance, speak well, I can consider leaving you a whole corpse." With a move of the old man's right hand, a blood mist rushed out of Cao Xiusong's body, and under the traction of his divine sense, he came to the side of the old man of the blood sickle.

Cao Xiusong's face was pale, and the blood sickle was drawn out of at least half of the blood in his body, and the Fadan Realm was not yet an innate Dao body, and the loss of blood would still cause great damage to his body.

The blood mist circled in the air, and a flame burned in the middle of the blood mist, and the blood was quickly boiled by the flames.

Looking at the pale Cao Xiusong with a cruel smile, the old man of the blood sickle licked his lips: "Let you taste the old man's methods."

"Go!"

The boiling blood attached to Cao Xiusong's body again, entering his body from every inch of his skin.

"Ahh

Cao Xiusong, who was kneeling on the ground, twisted his body, the boiling hot blood raged in every cell of his body, and the pain from his body made him lose his mind in an instant, and his head "knocked on the ground", and the whole person was like a caterpillar watered with boiling water, constantly wriggling and twisting.

His divine consciousness was sealed by the old man of the blood sickle, and he couldn't cut off his perception of the body at all, and the monk's powerful divine sense of the body was many times stronger than ordinary people.

Looking at Cao Xiusong's pain, Wu Xiao swallowed his saliva, he had never been so close to death, Cao Xiusong's tragic situation made his psychological defense completely collapse, and the whole person stared at him, and gradually lost his mind.

It took half an hour for Cao Xiusong, who fell to the ground and convulsed, to breathe down, at this time he was already more intake and less breathing, his hair was withered, his forehead was dripping with blood, his skin and flesh were red and swollen, and many places were scratched by his fingernails.

To say that he is human is not so much a ball of bright red flesh.

"Kill me, kill me!"

Cao Xiusong's throat was "drinking", but the aura had already been sealed by the blood sickle, and it was not until this moment that he really understood that he could not survive or die, how appropriate this sentence was.

The remnant wind has been lying on the tree, he is used to seeing life and death, but it is the first time he has seen such a terrifying scene, even if he killed hundreds of thousands of living beings in anger back then, it was for a reason, and in the end, he was punished by the Heavenly Dao God.

Seeing the actions of the old man of the blood sickle at this moment, he knew that people's hearts were terrifying, and what a beautiful thing it was to live.

A terrifying spiritual pressure approached from the west at a rapid speed, and the person who came was obviously not long in promotion like the old man of the blood sickle, and he could not completely restrain his aura.

The old man of the blood sickle suddenly raised his head, and a few hints of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then he became solemn. The mood of wanting to torture and kill a few people disappeared in an instant.

A light aroma quietly fills the air.

"Hehe, I didn't expect Brother Blood Scythe to be here, it's really easy for the slave family to find."

The sound of heaven resounded in everyone's heart, and the elegant fragrance became rich as the owner of the voice approached.

The face of the remnant wind lying on the tree changed greatly, and he quickly closed his breath and concentrated, and expelled the fragrance inhaled into his body, but just the fragrance inhaled by these two breaths also made his aura fluctuate.

Cao Xiusong, who was lying on the ground and wailing constantly, was on the line of life and death, and as soon as he came into contact with this fragrance, his whole body swelled, making his mind slowly become turbid.

Zhao Bing snorted in his mouth, and hurriedly closed his breath and concentrated, but he couldn't control the irritability of his aura, and his body aura was urged by this aroma, and he was full of ugliness.

Wu Xiao, who was in a stupid state, suddenly cleared up his eyes, and his face showed an obsessive smile, and then quickly fell silent.

"Heh, isn't this Mei Ji's sister, my sister's charm has grown a lot." The blood sickle dispelled the fragrance around his body without a trace, and a look of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

"Giggles, Brother Blood Scythe laughed, compared to your majesty, my sister is far behind." The delicate voice came out of her mouth, and it rang in everyone's ears at close range, as if a breeze was tickling in the ears. Mei Ji looked at the four people below with a smile, and when she saw Wu Xiao and Zhao Bing, a flash of fire flashed in her eyes.

Blood Scythe naturally knew Mei Ji's intentions, and his expression hesitated slightly: "Don't say much, these two belong to you, and I will take them away." ”

With a flick of his finger, he gave the unconscious Cao Xiusong and Wu Xiao to Mei Ji, and Zhao Bing and Sun Li to his side.

"Brother, you're really not interesting, the strongest man in it, but you took him away."

Mei Ji's red lips opened lightly, and the corners of her mouth pursed up with the pitiful appearance of the little girl next door. His eyes were staring at Zhao Bing tightly, and his eyes were hot, like a wolf that saw its prey.

Blood Scythe's face was cloudy, he had an entanglement with Mei Ji hundreds of years ago, so he naturally knew Mei Ji's difficulty. Both of them practiced the way of replenishment, and the blood sickle chess was one move short that year, and they were almost sucked to death by her. If it weren't for her own Dao, she would have been sucked by her for hundreds of years of cultivation in vain, and she would not have been promoted to the realm of Huayu now.

looked at Zhao Bing at the moment, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Although Zhao Bing has been resisting the fragrance entering the body, he has also paid close attention to the movements of the two, seeing the hesitation in the eyes of the blood sickle, Zhao Bing knows that it is not good, and he has no time to resist the fragrance entering the body at the moment, and he crawls at the foot of the blood sickle: "My lord, I am sincerely obedient, and I can also make a heavenly oath, Zhao Bing is only the head of the blood sickle in this life, and I dare not have the slightest disobedience, otherwise the soul will never enter reincarnation!"

As he spoke, Zhao Bing made an oath at the moment, and a contract in the dark was formed between the blood sickle and Zhao Bing.

Once a monk makes a heavenly oath, he must carry it out, otherwise he will be reprimanded by heaven. If it is light, the cultivation will be abolished, and the heavy responsibility will be destroyed, and the eternal life will not enter the reincarnation. The higher the cultivation, the more they can feel the shackles of the Heavenly Dao Oath, so most of the cultivation realms pay great attention to the Heavenly Dao Oath, for fear that their future will not be guaranteed.

"Giggles, it's really a good dog, how about Brother Blood Scythe, people, do you give it, or don't you give it?"

Mei Ji's figure turned around and came to Zhao Bing's side, her weak and boneless little hands gently caressed his cheeks, and when she got close to Mei Ji, Zhao Bing's head exploded with a "buzz", and the place where Mei Ji had touched it seemed that there were thousands of ants crawling.

"Humph! Since my sister likes it, she just takes it, an obedient dog, and the old man is naturally willing to do it. Blood Scythe snorted coldly and said no more.

"Thank you brother for your kindness, my sister has written it down, and you and I will share the relics and treasures after this matter." Mei Ji led Zhao Bing, who looked sluggish, and brought him to Wu Xiao and the others.

"You and I will find a location, and we will meet here in three days to go to the ruins to share the spoils, are you satisfied?" Reaching out to pick up Sun Li, the blood sickle voice was low.

Maggie got a big bargain, nodded her head in agreement, and began to prepare to take the three lustful slaves to find a place to find pleasure.

The blood sickle said no more, and flew towards the south.

Giving Cao Xiusong a tendon-renewing elixir, Mei Ji watched the blood sickle go away with satisfaction, and she was ready to leave, find a cave to have a good life, you must know that these three people are rare nourishment for herself. If you make good use of it this time, it won't be a problem to completely stabilize the feather realm!

Seeing that Mei Ji was leaving, the remnant wind, who had been afraid to move, finally let go of the heart he was carrying. Facing the two Feather Transformation Realm cultivators, Remnant Wind had to be careful at all times, for fear of being discovered by them.

"Little brother, after watching the tree for so long, the slave family will be shy."

Just as the remnant wind let down his guard, a voice like a heavenly sound sounded in his ears, and Mei Ji, who was about to leave, suddenly appeared beside him.

Remnant Feng's pupils shrank, and cold sweat instantly spread all over his body, and he didn't know when he was exposed.

"Huh? It's strange that the little brother is not affected by the slave family's charm? ”

Without giving the remnant wind a chance to speak, Mei Ji casually made a prohibition, directly blocking the remnant wind's ability to act, and in his sea of consciousness, the remnant wind's divine consciousness was imprisoned in it, and his perception of the body was completely sealed.

Reaching out and pulling the remnants of wind down from the tree.

Maggie looked at the remnant wind, and the remnant wind also looked at Maggie, at this moment, only his eyes and ears could still be used in his whole body.

The scantily clad Mei Ji was only wearing a light veil, and her face was not very beautiful, but in broad daylight, it was the first time that she dared to dress like this.

In the "cage", Remnant Feng has seen countless proud daughters of the sky, and as the strongest, there will naturally be countless people who stick upside down, when it comes to appearance and figure, Mei Ji can't get into her own eyes at all, that is, the charm she naturally shows, so that Remnant Feng can't help but look at it twice.

Seeming to enjoy the man's gaze, Maggie smiled skillfully, wanting to make the little guy in front of him even more obsessed with his beauty.

Remnant Feng's eyes gradually blurred, and the saliva at the corners of his mouth flowed to his neck, especially unconsciously.

"Necrotic, giggle" Mei Ji pulled out and straightened her hair, and there was a hint of disappointment on the face of the remnant wind, and then her eyes were hollow, completely lost her look, and her eyes were dull.

There is no way, to deal with such a woman, you can only follow her wishes, if you really let Mei Ji know that she is not affected by her charms, I am afraid that if it is the first time, it will invite death.

A majestic aura emanated from Mei Ji's body, dragging the four of them with the remnant wind, and they found a direction and went away.

After about thirty breaths, Mei Ji's figure suddenly appeared next to the golden armor mad bull again, and the divine sense like a tide broke out of her body, and she ran back with peace of mind after making sure that there was no one around.

Not far from the east of the golden-armored mad bull, the old man of the blood sickle lay on the ground with a gloomy face, watching Mei Ji go away, and a touch of heat appeared in his eyes.

"Cunning woman, this is your death!"

Ignoring the dust on his body, the blood sickle shrank his breath and chased after him in the direction where Megi's aura had disappeared.

Maggie didn't fly far, and her body flashed and fell straight to the ground. Once again, the divine sense was sure that there was no one behind him, and the magic tricks in his hands were linked, and a portal was conjured between the changes in the trees in front of him.

Without further hesitation, Maggie dodged inside, and the portal slowly closed.

A moment later, the old man of the blood sickle also stood where Mei Ji had disappeared, looking at the transformed tree in front of him, with a grim smile on his face.

"Just let you live a few more days, huh." Before the words fell, the figure quietly disappeared into the woods.

In the middle of the portal is a small cave, the cave is divided into two rooms, inside and outside, and dozens of dried corpses are piled up at random outside, all of which have been forcibly sucked dry and died.

Mei Ji walked into the portal, the four of them were lying on the dry corpse, Mei Ji glanced at the residual wind, a trace flashed in her eyes, the residual wind cultivation is too low and only in the middle stage of the spirit realm, this aura has no effect on the current Mei Ji.

But she soon dismissed the idea of killing him. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, let alone a spiritual realm cultivator.

The most important thing is that she feels a huge amount of vitality in the body of the remnant wind, and if she can completely absorb his vitality, her appearance can stay for a long time.

With a move, Cao Xiusong, who was lying on the dry corpse, was sucked in her hand, and Mei Jilian moved lightly and entered the inner room with Cao Xiusong.