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God abomination!

Hearing this name, Fan Qing's heart suddenly shook, and a trembling sensation came down from the top door, instantly penetrating his whole body.

The name of God hating ghosts is really full of evil deeds, fierce flames, and it is difficult to write. Ten years ago, the ghost hated it, I don't know what kind of creation, cultivated the secret art of the Nine Treasures of the Netherworld to the realm of the Six Desires Heavenly Demons, rampant in the southern country, no one can control it, and finally it is said that he died in the course of the great changes in Donghua Mountain.

And before that, the name of God's abomination will be above the disgust of demons.

Seyun is proficient in the five aggregates of yin and demons, and is the best at turning the female cultivator of the Tao into the genus of yin demons, and there was a Nan Songzi who obtained the remnants of the "Five Aggregates Yin Demon Sutra", and he has been able to mix up the fame on both sides of the Cangjiang River, and the color yun will only be ten times stronger, of course, the people who are killed for the cultivation of demon skills will also be ten times more and more than a hundred times.

The female cultivator who fell into the hands of Seyun really wanted to die, and Fan Qing couldn't help but be afraid.

Seyun completely grasped Fan Qing's psychological changes, laughed slowly, and knelt down on his knees, slowly turning Fan Qing's lying body over, letting her pill on her knees, hanging slightly, her eyes were bewitching and bright, and her eyes were wide open due to fear.

Because of the confinement technique of the color cloud, Fan Qing couldn't see the other party's face clearly at all, only the pair of eyes, occupying the whole mind, only felt that there was a heavy smoke screen, and the color was bright red, like a red gauze tent, and in an instant, there seemed to be a bright moon rising, breaking layer by layer.

This is a kind of pupil technique that Seyun is good at, and being illuminated by this pair of eyes, Fan Qing has no strength at all, and his mind is dim, and those "red gauze tents" are really symbolizing Fan Qing's own defense, which is reflected in the demon pupils. Under the breeze and bright moon, flying and rolling, eating the magic light penetrated the heart and penetrated the heart, embedding the magic pattern on the soul.

At this point, Fan Qing's only little strength for struggle completely dissipated, and his eyes were still open, but they were empty and directionless, as if he had lost his soul.

Seyun smiled slightly, leaned down, and the rose-colored lips connected with Fan Qing's lips and teeth, opening his teeth, and a pill that had already been contained at the bottom of his tongue rolled into it. At the same time, she held Fan Qing's hand on the back of her neck and injected a steady stream of demonic qi, only rolling in the female cultivator's internal organs.

Although Fan Qing's consciousness has been lost, he still has an instinctive reaction. Seyun's hand made her very painful, her brows furrowed, her body curled up, her muscles trembled, and a layer of sweat overflowed in an instant.

Above the realm of Huandan, there is no natural need for sweating, this situation is a stress reaction to injury, all that flows out is vitality, sweating once is equivalent to injury, making her body weaker, and in the sweat flowing, there is a very faint fragrance, waved out, and the smell of this jungle is integrated.

After doing this qiē, Seyun's face was also a little flushed, his breath fluctuated unsteadily, and he consumed a lot. She didn't rest, stretched out her finger at Fan Qing's eyebrows, and entered a soul control secret technique in the Five Aggregates Yin Demon Sutra, only then she was satisfied, patted Fan Qing's waist and buttocks, and let her get up.

Fan Qing propped himself up and stood up slowly, his movements were still a little stiff at first, but he soon returned to normal, but his eyes were refocused, but he was very silent. Then he walked forward, heading towards the turbulent direction of the deep jungle.

"Master Gu is so slow this time, Senior Sheng is slower than him. ”

Dozens of miles away, Lingjiao had already collected his sword and instructed the monk to deal with all kinds of matters after the capture of the bandits' lair. But she was out of her mind, she was really not very good at this kind of aftermath, and there were too many wounded here, and those monks who were taken captive were all injured lightly, and there were only seven people on her side, so she really couldn't take care of them, so she complained about Sheng and Gu.

When the words fell, she felt something in her heart, and saw a figure floating in the jungle.

"Hey, why did Senior Sister Fan come here?" Ling Jiao was impatient with the miscellaneous matters at hand, so he immediately found a reason, "Maybe there's something over there, I'll take a look." ”

The other monks were so busy hitting the back of their heads with their heels that they didn't have time to pay attention to her.

Ling Jiaofei went over and greeted her from afar, she and Fan Qing have been friends for seven or eight years, and the relationship is very good. However, this time, Fan Qing didn't seem to be in a good mood and didn't respond immediately.

Looking back, there was no shadow of Gu Zhi, and Lingjiao was a little strange: Is there really something going on over there......

Before she could stop thinking about it, the long sword on her back rang out.

Suddenly, the smile on Ling Jiao's face disappeared, his figure froze, and at the same time he shouted, "Senior Sister Fan stops!"

Fan Qing didn't have any intention of stopping at all, on the contrary, the degree still surged, rushing towards her, halfway, he had already drawn his sword, and the sword qi roared, locking her, fierce and ruthless.

Lingjiao's curved eyebrows furrowed, and the long sword behind his back turned into a strong light, rising into the sky, and the sword qi roared, slashing at the tip of the sword that Fan Qing stabbed. The latter is fierce, in fact, the spirit is scattered, it is just an empty shelf, how can it be the enemy, when the sword weapon is taken off, the whole person is thrown away, hit the tree, and then go down.

The flying sword silently returned to its sheath, Ling Jiao rushed a few steps forward, and then became cautious, cautiously came to Fan Qing's body, and the qi machine took a step forward, only to see that the female cultivator was dizzy, and the qi and blood of her whole body rose and fell in chaos, so that a thin layer of sweat appeared in an instant, and she was extremely weak, and she had no power to act.

Lingjiao's eyes were sharp, and he stabbed into the depths of the jungle, in the direction that Fan Qing came from, and the unique soul searching secret technique of Jian Xuan was like an invisible sword light, flying and circling, straight to a hundred miles away, but there was no appearance.

Gu Zhi, as well as the injured nun who was saved, are gone.

"Master Gu is the backbone of Buyun Society, he was temporarily invited by the group, and the suspicion is very small, only the female cultivator ......"

Just thinking about it, there was another muffled sound beside him, and when he looked back, it was a slender monk who was forced down from the sky, and his bones were broken a few times, and he had fallen into a coma, it was the flying centipede. Sheng Tong arrived immediately after, and when he saw Fan Qing's appearance, his brows were also furrowed:

"What's going on?"

Lingjiao said the previous incident, and at the same time, Sheng Tong also spread out the divine sense induction, he was a dignified immortal, and the range of thousands of miles was also in the palm of his hand, but he also shook his head in the back:

"I don't see the slightest clue, hey, I'll take a look at Deacon Fan's situation. ”

Saying that, he also went to check Fan Qing's pulse, and after a while, he sighed: "Come and see." ”

Ling Jiao stepped forward and just saw Fan Qing's face, but saw the female cultivator's eyes suddenly opened, and two rounds of full moon lifting, pulling the mind and making it difficult to extricate himself.

Startled, Ling Jiao's sword slashed away the vanity, instinctively retreated, and at the same time, layers of glow rose outside his body, stacking thousands of layers.

"Danxia magic clothes, it really lives up to its reputation!"

Sheng Tong's admiration, a heavy punch was like a poisonous dragon out of the water, attacking from her waist, thousands of layers of glow Karala twisted and broken, followed by thousands of heavy upturns, but then there was a thunderbolt overhead, Sheng Tong and the flying centipede did not use the heavy hammer magic weapon when they were fighting, and the sound hit the west, instantly knocking down the top door.