Hearing this, Bei He's movements did not pause at all, and continued to taste the elixir and jade liquid in Leng Wanwan's mouth.

However, Leng Wanwan in his arms was already too ashamed.

"Hmm!"

The woman put her hands on his chest, ashamed and angry to block Beihe's aggression.

At this point, Beihe made a move and finally stopped.

Looking at the woman in his arms, even his neck was red, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile.

And Leng Wanwan gritted her teeth tightly and pinched his waist hard.

Beihe enjoyed this for a while, and then he looked cold, and then raised his head.

At this time, he saw a young man in a cyan robe standing in the air dozens of feet away from the two of them.

The man was tall and thin, and looked to be twenty-five or sixteen years old. The eyes are elongated, giving people a cold feeling that is not easy to deal with.

What makes people sideline is that from this person's body, a wave of cultivation fluctuations in the infancy period emanated.

"It's you!"

The moment he saw the young man, Beihe had already remembered who this person was.

Since breaking through to the Yuan Infant Stage, his Immortal Alchemy Technique seems to have finally shown its power, in addition to making the power of his divine sense skyrocket a lot, far surpassing that of the early Yuan Infant Cultivator, his memory has also become extremely strong like the Heavenly Corpse Gate Elder Taishang.

If he had seen this young man before he broke through, he would have to remember who the other party was, and he would have to remember it carefully, but now he immediately recognized the other party.

The one in front of him was the man in the mask who had escaped when he stepped into the palace of King Wu for the second time, and his body was destroyed by him.

Although the other party covered his face with a mask, when the body of the Yuan Infant escaped, he still revealed his true face.

When this person escaped, he also left a shield magic weapon, and later Beihe stepped into the palace of King Wu for the third time and took away the shield magic weapon, and now this thing is still in his storage ring.

The power of that shield magic weapon is not weak, and after being refined by him, it has played a great role over the years.

I didn't expect that after so many years, I would be able to meet each other here.

In addition, this person was destroyed by him back then, and only the body of the infant was left to escape, and now this person actually has a physical body.

In this regard, Beihe guessed that maybe this young man had re-refined one, or maybe the other party had found a suitable low-level monk to take it away.

In addition to the young man, beside this man, there was a black-haired old man who looked to be fifty or sixty years old.

The man had a solemn expression and a long sword stuck in his back.

As expected, this black-haired old man is also a Yuan Infant stage monk, and this person also has a mid-Yuan Infant stage cultivation.

"Huh?"

Hearing Beihe's words, the young man was a little surprised.

The man looked at Beihe's cheek and examined it carefully. But after thinking about it, he was sure that he had never seen Beihe, let alone knew each other.

"Who are you?" asked the young man.

Beihe just smiled contemptuously and didn't answer what he meant.

In his arms, still holding Leng Wanwan, a peerless beauty, the two of them sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, letting the breeze blow their hair and look in all directions, which made him look like an emperor who was extravagant.

Seeing that he did not answer, a visibly angry look appeared on the young man's face.

He had already seen just now that Beihe was only a mere Yuan Infant early stage of cultivation, and the woman in his arms was a Dan stage of cultivation.

The only thing that made him care was that there was a refining corpse on Beihe's side that exuded the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage.

But although there are two people in Beihe, there is also a Yuan Infant Stage monk beside him, and he is also a Yuan Infant Stage cultivator. It's just that I didn't expect that even so, Beihe didn't mean to give face.

"I don't know the surname of this fellow Daoist. As he pondered, he heard the young man speak.

Beihe looked at him a little strangely, not knowing why the other party suddenly found him.

"The surname is North!" finally listened to him.

"North?" the young man frowned, and fell into memory again. From the monk with the surname Bei in his memory, he began to search to see if there was such a person as Beihe.

But although he knows a few people surnamed Bei, none of them can match the Beihe in front of him.

After taking a deep breath, he only heard the young man say: "The contemptible surname is Liu, and he is an elder of Tianquanmen, and this time he suddenly found a friend from the North Daoist, but he actually had something to inquire about. ”

Beihe has no interest in this person's self-reported home.

I just heard him say, "What's the matter?"

The clay man still has three points of fire, looking at his indifferent attitude, especially Beihe and the refining corpse on his side, they are only the early stage of cultivation of the Yuan Infant, and in the face of the fact that the two of them dare to be so domineering, and they don't take the two of them in their eyes, the young man has a wave of anger in his heart.

But in the end, he still suppressed his anger, Beihe looked disapproving of the two of them, and he should have a certain amount of confidence.

Just listen to this person: "The contemptible man came this time, in fact, because he sensed a treasure that was lost in his early years. ”

"Huh?"

As soon as this person's voice fell, Beihe was slightly startled.

He glanced at the man, then flipped his hand and took out a turtle shell artifact from the storage ring.

This turtle shell magic weapon is the magic weapon that this young man lost in the Wuwang Palace back then.

He has erased the mark on this object, and it has also been demonized into a magic weapon, and the other party can still sense the breath of this treasure, which is strange.

And at the moment when he saw the tortoise shell in his hand, the pupils of the young man not far away shrank. He recognized at a glance that the tortoise shell in Beihe's hand was the thing he had lost back then.

At this time, he looked up at Beihe, and the thoughts in his heart turned. He guessed that Beihe was a certain infant old monster who stepped into the palace of King Wu with him back then.

His tortoiseshell magic weapon was left in the Martial King's Palace, and I think that only those old monsters in it can bring this thing out.

And among the people who stepped into the palace of King Wu back then, there were only a few who covered their faces. At this moment, he looked at Beihe's appearance, thinking about the appearance of the few old monsters in the infancy who had concealed their appearances, and saw who could sit with Beihe.

But after some recollection, it seems that no one's image is similar to the Beihe in front of him.

At this moment, he suddenly looked at a mask in Beihe's hand, and his pupils shrank.

This person immediately remembered one person, that was the ancient martial monk who destroyed his body back then.

Judging by Beihe's voice, the young man looked at Beihe with a cold expression, and his eyes were full of murderous intent and said, "It's you!"

He finally knew who Beihe was, the ancient martial monk who destroyed his body back then.

After the destruction of the physical body, he escaped with only the body of the Yuan Infancy, and after searching for several years, he finally found a suitable physical body with the help of the sect and successfully took it to live in it.

However, this greatly affected his cultivation, making him want to break through to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant Extremely difficult.

The reason why he stepped into Guanghan Mountain Villa this time was to see if he could find any opportunities to help him make a breakthrough in his cultivation.

When he passed by the surroundings before, he suddenly sensed the breath of his tortoiseshell magic weapon, but he didn't expect to come to the door and meet the main owner who destroyed his body back then.

"Huh?"

The black-haired old man beside him looked a little puzzled when he looked at the murderous intent on the young man's face.

"Elder Wu, this is the one who destroyed the body of the despicable back then. "Just listen to the young man.

As he spoke, his cold gaze kept falling on Beihe's body, as if he was afraid that if he blinked, Beihe would slip away.

Hearing this person's words, the black-haired old man's expression became slightly sharp when he looked at Beihe.

"Humph!"

But listening to Beihe's cold snort, he waved his hand and sacrificed a Juyin Pavilion.

"Kill them!"

I only listened to Beihe looking at the young man and the two people.

"Bang!"

The Juyin Pavilion, which had grown in size, received a heavy blow from the inside, and the lid of the coffin flipped out.

"Huh!"

A golden figure swept out of it.

After Ji Wuya was suspended in mid-air, a pair of huge meat wings flapped behind his back, and he was still holding a golden wand in his hand.

Seeing the appearance of this golden-bodied yaksha, and then feeling the terrifying cultivation fluctuations emanating from Ji Wuya's body, the expressions of the young man and the black-haired old man changed.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Ji Wuya looked at the two in front of him and let out a sneer in his mouth.

I saw that his wings fluttered, and his figure pulled out a vague golden afterimage, and he shot towards the black-haired old man with the highest cultivation, and appeared in front of this person in a flash.

"Hula!"

At the same time, the wand in his hand blasted towards the door of this person.

The black-haired old man's face changed drastically, especially the astonishing coercion of the transcendent magic weapon emanating from the wand.

The man put his fingers together and lifted them upward.

"Whoosh!"

The long sword stuck diagonally behind his back shot out, and with a "boom", it exploded towards the wand.

"Boom!"

However, the moment this person activated the long sword and touched the wand, it flew out in a frustration, and the aura on the surface became extremely dim.

The wand castrated unabated, and continued to blast towards the man's face.

Seeing that this thing was getting bigger and bigger in his pupils, the black-haired old man pinched his fingers in his mouth, chanting words.

With a "buzz", a layer of black gang qi immediately enveloped him, and then the black gang qi squirmed like water waves, sliding backwards in a strange way.

"Bang!"

One force to ten meetings, even if the secret technique used by this person is extremely strange, but the moment the wand touches the black qi, the latter immediately collapses, and even the black-haired old man hiding in it, Yuan Ying didn't have time to escape, and his body exploded into a blood mist.

Ji Wuya's strength is amazing, even the two Yuan Infant Stage Great Monks are not opponents, and now he is holding a magic weapon that is out of the ordinary, unless it is several Yuan Infant Stage Great Monks who shoot at the same time, no one can stop him.

"Shhh

And after seeing the black-haired old man who was cultivating in the middle of the Yuan Infant on his side, he was bombarded and killed in one face, and the young man gasped.