Yi Heng's spiritual sense swept away, and he knew what was happening.

I couldn't help but laugh secretly.

The poisonous snake just used all his strength to kill all the attacking monks in a few breaths, so now he is very remorseful.

At this time, seeing that the monk on Chen Shoutian's side was almost not dead, he was overjoyed and hurriedly flew towards him.

"Get out. Chen Shoutian was naturally extremely reluctant, and with a loud roar, a sword light flashed, stabbing towards the poisonous snake.

He also felt that the Tao rhyme was about to be completed, how could he give it to the poisonous snake?

The poisonous snake's complexion changed, and he naturally didn't dare to underestimate the flying sword he sent, his eyes condensed slightly, and a white light flew out of the sleeve of his right hand, entangled towards the sword light.

The more than 1,000 monks in the Wangshan Tower were stunned, rubbed their eyes one after another, and then looked carefully.

Its practical eyes are only very blurry, and rubbing their eyes is just a subconscious action.

In the spiritual sense, even if a drop of blood was spilled and a piece of minced meat flew out of the fierce battle, it could be seen clearly.

What's more, the flying sword stabbed at the poisonous snake?

But at this time, what made them wonder was, why did the two actually fight each other on their own?

Chen Shoutian was interrupted by him, he was no longer in the state of comprehension, and in a fit of rage, he rushed into the group of cultivators while sacrificing his flying sword.

Operate the mana of the whole body, refine the body with three layers, resist several attacks, and start killing.

For a while, the sound of the magic weapon whistling, the sound of the sword entering the body, and the screams of the monks woke up the entire long street again.

Stumps and severed bodies were scattered everywhere, and bright red blood was flying all over the sky.

Even on the upper floor of Wangshan, the monks who were two miles away could faintly smell the smell of blood.

The extremely cold figure with a broken arm, the green-clothed monk with a straight waist, rushed into the crowd like a tiger and wolf.

After four or five breaths, only two people were left on the roof on the right side, stained with blood.

There was not a single black-clothed monk left, all of them became the souls of the sword, and they died.

The poisonous snake and Chen Shoutian glanced at each other, and there was pity in their eyes.

If there is a little more time and a little more monk attack, maybe they will be able to comprehend half of the Dao rhyme, even if it is half a point, it can also allow them to continue to comprehend in the future, providing great help, so that the comprehension of the Dao rhyme can be traced.

"Bang, bang, bang....... ”

There was the sound of the magic weapon being continuously struck below, and they couldn't help but be happy, and looked towards the street, and their figures disappeared at the same time.

Yi Heng seemed to deliberately keep the monks on the street, and when the two of them flew down, his figure quickly retreated and returned to Gou Youwei.

Although Gou Youwei's face was pale, when he saw him standing in front of him, he couldn't help but look at it, followed him, step by step, through the blood flowing on the street, tried to avoid stepping on the stump and broken body, and walked forward.

Ahead, eight miles away, is the central mountain, which is the palace of the city lord.

Yi Heng's eyes were like lightning, his body was steady, and he raised his feet and resolutely walked towards the huge black shadow imprinted on the ground.

Half an hour, only two miles, the speed is still too slow, he thought to himself.

Suddenly, my heart pounded, and I looked up at the night sky.

The night sky was as usual, and there was nothing unusual at all, but the feeling that made his heart palpitate became more and more intense, and he immediately rushed into the crowd and yelled at the two: "Hurry up and solve it!"

What can bring this kind of palpitating feeling, here, there is no other possibility except for the transformation period.

The more than 1,000 monks in the Wangshan Tower did not feel this way, and in their spiritual sense, they saw him rush into the group of monks in front of him, and his heart was beating rapidly again.

Secretly guessing, what kind of horrific scene will I see next?

Sure enough, he blasted the head of the monk closest to him with one punch, and the headless corpse flew upside down for more than ten zhang before it landed with a "bang".

Then I saw him dance with his fists, and several people were instantly knocked out of their bodies, and everyone retched, and their chests rolled extremely hard.

Suddenly, everyone vaguely felt that the place where the battle was fierce, and the air seemed to fluctuate strangely, and when they looked at it again, there was nothing unusual.

But, in an instant, everyone knew that there must be something going on there that they didn't know.

I saw that the group of monks, including Yi Heng, stopped attacking in an instant.

More than thirty monks, as if they were in the middle of evil, maintained the posture of attacking just now, and the magic weapon also fell to the ground, and the outstretched hand stopped in the air, and the pinching of the fingers still maintained the posture of the pinching just now.

Yi Heng's right fist was already about to hit a monk's head, but it suddenly stopped next to his ear and stopped striking forward.

It seemed impossible to move, and it seemed as if time had stopped at that moment.

The monks of Wangshan Tower had long been shocked by this strange scene, but at this time, they only looked at each other, with a hint of inquiry in their eyes.

And in the next scene, their faces were no longer shocked, but terrified.

I saw that Yi Heng's clenched fists gradually relaxed, and the mana that was running gradually dissipated, not only him, but more than thirty monks there, all of them.

All the monks stood still, their bodies softening.

The fierceness or horror in his eyes has disappeared.

A smile gradually appeared on the fierce face.

In the midst of the more than 1,000 spiritual consciousnesses, the smiles on the faces of the more than thirty monks grew thicker and thicker, with madness, obsession, and greed.

Some monks are very familiar with that kind of smile, which is the smile of a naked nun after taking an aphrodisiac.

But none of the monks thought they had taken the aphrodisiac.

This must be the effect of a kind of exercise.

A moment later, the scene became even more unbearable, and the more than thirty monks, all of whom were men, laughed wildly and kept tearing their clothes.

It seems that the medicine has been released, and it seems to be unbearable, and there is a look of impatience in the confused eyes.

On the long street, which was originally a smash killing, the atmosphere was instantly frenzied, and the movements became unsightly.

At this time, the strength cultivation is determined by the will, which can be seen at a glance.

First, the black-clothed monk kept tearing his robes and making all kinds of unbearable postures, and then his color gradually turned pale.

In the end, it seemed that he couldn't bear the heat inside, and he began to scratch his face and body with both hands.

Deep blood marks continued to appear, but as if they didn't know the pain, they used their mana on the ten fingers of their hands and continued to scratch hard.

The flesh and blood continued to separate from the body, and even the bones were broken and discarded at the feet, and under the feet, a pool of blood gradually accumulated, and the broken flesh and bones gradually piled up.

But what made the night even more terrifying was that there was no pain in their eyes, but they felt excited and comfortable, even if they kept spitting blood in their mouths, they never stopped scratching with their hands.

The poisonous snake and Chen Shoutian were also trying their best to control themselves, but the dissipated mana gradually gathered in their fingers and gradually grabbed the clothes on their bodies.

"Tear up. With a bang, the robe on Chen Shoutian's chest was torn, revealing his strong muscles.

But the sound made his hand continue to scratch at his body, and it became slow, and a glimmer of essence flashed in his red and confused eyes.

It's a pity that after an instant, it was covered up by confusion.

More than a thousand monks didn't even dare to breathe at this time, the whole building was quiet, and I don't even know who it was, and they had already blown out all the bright candles.

Immerse yourself in darkness and sometimes feel at ease.

If they didn't know the reason for this at this time, they would have been in vain for decades.

This must be caused by entering some kind of illusion, and being able to cast such a powerful illusion and include so many monks is definitely the stage of transformation of the gods.

Yi Heng's eyes were also gradually confused.

The blackfriar who was killing him was suddenly, and suddenly, the blackfriar disappeared in an instant.

Not only did the black-clothed monk disappear in front of him, but in his eyes, all the monks had disappeared.

The dark night instantly became brightly lit, and the long street was replaced by a hall.

He looked down at this time, his suit and leather shoes, his face was steaming, and then he looked up at the noisy guests in the hall, all familiar.

Parents, uncles and aunts, aunts and aunts, .......

All the relatives were present.

Today is his wedding day.

He turned his head to look at the bride who was holding his arm, and the bride looked at him, and the eyes of the two of them were united with happiness.

"The face of the melon seed is like jade, the willow is like an eyebrow, the eyes of Danfeng are dark and smart, Xi Yin, with you for the rest of my life, what more can I ask for!"

At night, the bride and groom enter the cave room.

Qiu Xiyin's cheeks were slightly red, his eyes were shy, and he gently untied the bride's red dress, revealing her white skin like jade, and went to the dragon and phoenix bed first.

Yi Heng saw her hide her body in the quilt, turned around and pretended to sleep, only revealing the back of her white neck, and her heart instantly became hot.

Jumped on the bed suddenly, got into the quilt, and before he had time to take off his upper clothes, he hugged the delicate body that emitted fragrance.

After a few moments, the room was filled with the sound of the two of them breathing heavily, as if they had reached the pinnacle of bliss again and again.

And he still felt hot all over, so he stood up and took off his clothes vigorously, but in his eagerness, he couldn't unbutton his shirt.

The fierce movements continued, and the wheezing became more violent.

It's just that the heat on her body has not been relieved because of this, and she feels hotter and hotter, and from her snow-white body, her hands are free, but the buttons of her shirt still can't be unbuttoned.

Looking down, where is the shirt on the body, and where are the buttons.

A piece of white cloth turned out to be a piece of white cloth wrapped around the body.

He was in a hurry and didn't have time to think, so he grabbed the white cloth hard, and under him, Qiu Xiyin's movements became more and more intense, and his wheezing sound became thicker.

The more this is the case, the hotter his body becomes, and he feels that if he doesn't tear off the white cloth on his upper body as soon as possible, he is afraid that he will be burned to death by this heat.

On one side is bliss, and on the other side is heat.

Originally, this incident should be able to relieve the heat, but who knew that it was the opposite, and he had to run back and forth between two feelings.

When you are in bliss, you do your best.

When it is hot, tear it vigorously towards the white cloth.

At the moment, he suddenly turned his mana and gathered the ten fingers of his hands and grabbed it towards his chest, but just as he was about to touch his chest, he instantly remembered, mana, why do you have mana?

This trace of clarity did not make him stop his hands, and with a "tearing" sound, the white cloth was torn.

But to his despair, the torn white cloth revealed not strong muscles, but another layer of white cloth.

Qiu Xiyin seemed to be in love, not only did he not notice his abnormality, but stepped up his actions.

Stretching out her white hands, she hugged his waist.

The melon seeds have a slight crystal clear sweat stain on their faces, exuding a charming fragrance, and their eyes show a look of infatuation.

He felt her urgency, and his heart became more anxious, and the more anxious he was, the hotter and hotter his body became.

His eyes were red, and he gathered all the mana in his body with ten fingers, and grabbed the white cloth wrapped around his body suddenly.

Mana, why is there mana?

The second thought that came to his mind finally stopped him with his hands on his chest, and suddenly stopped his movements under him, and when he looked down, he saw that her eyes were full of flattery.

His appearance slowly changed, and gradually changed into another appearance, more flattering, but also moved, making it difficult for him to control himself.

"Su ....... As soon as he was about to exclaim, he immediately fell into obsession, and kept reveling, and kept climbing, and his face gradually turned pale.

The heat of his upper body rushed in one after another, making his mind constantly confused, but instinctively continued to scratch the tightly wrapped white cloth with his hands.

"Whoa, whoa....... A wanton roar covered up the two of them's breath, but when he felt bliss, his upper body was about to explode.

The ten fingers of both hands flashed with light, and the mana continued to gather on the fingertips, and finally there was a trace of clarity, and he stabbed towards his chest violently, and this time he was going to tear off this bondage.

"Who is the Taoist friend secretly doing it?"

A loud roar on the long street woke up more than a thousand monks hidden in the darkness of Wangshan Tower in an instant.

In the spiritual sense, only Yi Hengda, who was pale, roared, and a magic weapon like a hoe slammed into the night sky.

And the poisonous snake and Chen Shoutian, the chest has been scratched to the flesh and blood, revealing the white bones, if it is a moment later, I am afraid that the bones will be removed.

At this time, with this roar, they woke up instantly, and the pain in their hearts instantly made the two of them almost faint, and the horror of the deep bones in the chest made the two of them palpitate.

Around them, more than thirty monks had all fallen to the ground, in the grave of their own flesh and bones.

"Poof. ”

A stabbing sound pierced the short quiet street, and more than a thousand monks looked up.

In the night sky, a puddle of blood first burst out of the sky, and then a figure staggered out of the void.

"Not even dead?"

The surprised nun's voice reached everyone's ears, and they saw the figure standing still in the air, a trace of pale flashing on her beautiful face, and her left hand was on her right shoulder.

Blood continued to ooze from the white fingers, dyeing the plain clothes bright red.

Yi Heng only felt weak, but he knew that this was definitely not the time to be able to breathe, and the female cultivator above must be a cultivator of the Transformation Period.

Cheer up at the moment, the three golden pills are running at full strength, and they roared:

"Senior, please advise!"

Kicked the ground violently, shooting towards the night sky, and as soon as the words fell, the person had arrived, and a punch blasted towards the female cultivator.

"Junior, if you can escape the blissful flattery, if you don't want to die happily, then die in pain!"

Although the beautiful woman Xiu was injured, her momentum was still there, and she scolded coquettishly, and the coldness spread all over the long street.

"Pounce"

With a soft sound, Yi Heng felt that the punch he struck with all his strength hit a layer of light yarn, without any focus, and the beautiful woman's slim figure had disappeared in front of him in an instant.

Mana surging in the night sky, and the female cultivator appeared ten zhang away, her left hand had already let go of the wound on her right shoulder, and she was constantly pinching her fingers with blood.

Yi Heng only felt a burst of qi and blood rushing up, and the hallucinations in his eyes continued, and he was extremely frightened at the moment, and he didn't dare to let her perform the exercises again, and the four dry characters in the purple mansion attacked silently.

The beautiful woman waved her left hand at him, and the mana all over her body continued to pour out.

But suddenly, he felt a palpitation, and immediately sacrificed a light veil to block him.

"Wave, wave, wave, wave. ”

Four times, the light veil was shaken open by the invisible attack, and the female cultivator was also pushed backwards, and then her complexion changed drastically, her right hand became a palm, and she had to meet the attacking fist.

"Bang. ”

With a bang, the nun retreated four or five feet again.

Yi Heng was unforgiving, and drove straight up, and the purple mansion continued to shoot out Xun characters and dry characters.

More than 1,000 monks in the Wangshan Tower were stunned again, hiding in the darkness, looking at this scene with shocked faces.

"Wow. ”

With a crisp sound of blood, the beautiful beauty Xiu disappeared into the night, and Yi Heng's figure returned to the long street, his face was pale and he gasped slightly.

Seeing that the chest uniform had been shattered, and the shallow ten small bleeding holes on the chest muscles, I was terrified.

What kind of exercise did this beautiful woman in the Divine Transformation Stage perform just now?

The range is so great, and the power is so great.

And all the monks died with happiness on their faces, even if they fell in their own flesh and blood at this time, and the smile on their faces seemed to be extremely happy.

It's just that now when I look at the corpses all over the ground, I feel that this smile is very weird.

He wiped the sweat stains from his forehead and secretly frightened.

In that illusionary world, the past and present, the past and the present, and the future are reversed and chaotic, and at first it is impossible to distinguish between the true and the false.

And in rushing to the peak of happiness again and again, he almost killed himself.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, a trace of clarity suddenly appeared in his mind, which made him yell.

This time, it is still because the soul is strong.

I couldn't help but secretly palpitate, if it weren't for the fact that I had broken through the fourth layer of my soul in the land of trials, I am afraid that I would have died in the illusion world with great happiness today.

But this battle alone made him feel a little relieved.

Although this woman doesn't know who she is, and she doesn't know what kind of realm she is in the god transformation period, she can already fight with it with her own strength.

Turning his head to look at the two poisonous snakes, he saw that the two of them were sitting cross-legged on the ground, and the place on their chests had been wrapped in Taoist clothes, and blood was constantly oozing out.

And Gou Youwei was twenty zhang away, safe and sound, but there was a look of horror in his eyes, thinking that he had not entered the range of the female cultivator's spell just now.

Looking up at the sky, although it felt like a long time in the illusion, only half an hour had passed here, and the distance was ten miles, and now there were seven miles left.

It's just that after a moment of fighting with the Transformation Stage just now, the Viper and Chen Shoutian have no strength to fight, so they can only wait here.

Seeing that the two of them were pale and their eyes were closed, his heart was already on fire, and he yelled into the depths of the long street: "Since you fellow Daoists have arrived, why don't you show up to see them?"

As soon as the words fell, in the darkness on both sides of the long street ahead, figures surged, and a faint breath seemed to dispel the night.

After a breath, twenty figures walked out of several alleys on both sides, and in an instant, they had converged in the middle of the long street.

Twenty aura-filled figures, where they passed, the houses were shaken by the bursting breath.

Twenty monks, all of them in infancy.

The figure had appeared, his breath exploded, he didn't say much, and immediately sacrificed all kinds of magic weapons and attacked him.

"Let Yi see if the so-called Yuan Infant Period can block the power of Yi's punch. ”

He didn't hold back any longer, roared, and rushed towards the twenty monks in front of him.

The faces of the monks of the entire Wangshan Tower had become extremely numb, and at this time, it was difficult to surprise them even if they saw these twenty Yuan Infant Monks being killed in an instant.