Yi Heng was already delirious, and he didn't even have a sense of self.

At this time, the soul is occupied by the killing geist, and he only wants to kill everything he sees.

Therefore, as soon as Hongjun's body moved, he already carried a few dry characters, and together with the phantom of his body that left Hongjun in place, it was instantly shattered.

But how did he know that it was a phantom, but he sensed that there were still living beings next to him, so he turned around sharply and roared from his throat, "Kill!"

His eyes were already so red that he couldn't see anything, and with the perception of killing intent, he rushed forward.

At this time, he no longer had any fighting skills.

The young and middle-aged people in the Purple Mansion were also murderous, and their whole bodies were pitch black and shiny.

With both hands, he relied on his instinct to constantly cast one dry character after another, rushed out of the purple mansion, and shot towards Hongjun.

Hongjun's face was gray and black.

Although Yi Heng's appearance in front of him had not changed, the killing intent exuded from his red eyes and his dark and shiny skin made him very uncomfortable.

What was even more embarrassing was that he was naked and naked.

The scars on his body had all healed for some reason, and he could even feel the violent mana aura emanating from his body.

Obviously, his dantian's injuries had also healed, and even if his mana had not recovered as before, he was still able to cast spells with all his might.

In just a moment, Hongjun thought of these things in his heart.

But at this time, he didn't have time to ask, and even if he asked, under his monstrous killing intent, there would be no answer.

Therefore, he decided to avoid its edge first, and smashed this body, which was not good.

As soon as the mind moved, the figure flew away, and in an instant, like a breeze, disappeared without a trace, dissipating in place.

"Kill, kill, kill....... ”

One by one, the dry words in the purple mansion shot towards Hongjun, and the phantom left by Hongjun was shattered in an instant.

Then his entire body collided with the shards of the Illusory, and a murderous sound came out of his throat.

It was as if it was not a phantom that was shattered, but that Hongjun had already been killed.

Hongjun is like a breeze, and his body continues to drift with his thoughts.

Yi Heng followed closely behind, constantly shattering the phantoms he left in place.

This heaven and earth, as always, are like colorful clouds, slowly rotating around the center of the whirlpool.

And in the heaven and earth, as the figures of the two moved rapidly, countless phantoms continued to appear behind the two, and then continued to shatter.

One screamed and used all his strength to open the way, using his naked body as a weapon, constantly chasing and killing.

An incarnate breeze roams the world to its heart's content, each time avoiding a dangerous fatal blow.

......

In the darkness, Su Demon only felt that he was in the ocean of aura.

The surrounding rich aura continues to penetrate into the skin from every pore on the skin of the whole body, follow the meridians, and converge towards the dantian.

She thought it was in the cultivation room of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and she thought it was when she was three years old, in order to let her feel the comfort of spiritual energy entering her body, Aunt Jing locked her in the cultivation room, and she was not allowed to come out without inducing qi into her body.

So she lay quietly, not intending to wake up, until there was a cold sensation on her body, and she realized that something was wrong.

Later, in order to avoid boring cultivation, she secretly ran out of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and Aunt Jing was always able to arrest her back again and again, and continued to be locked in the cultivation room with rich aura.

She naturally pretended to cultivate, but in fact, there was no need to pretend, with her qualifications, with a little seriousness, she would be able to meet Aunt Jing's requirements again and again, and walk out of the cultivation room openly.

Aunt Jing and everyone in the sect couldn't do anything to herself, except for Senior Brother Kun Rushan.

By the way, what about the big brother?

She closed her eyes and asked herself.

The senior brother promised to take himself out to play, promised to take himself to find someone, who was that person?

As soon as she thought of that person, her memories flooded back like a tidal wave.

In the city of one person, in the middle of the blue waves, in the Tingshui Pavilion, when I met him for the first time, he sat opposite him with a female cultivator whose face was not below him.

For no reason, he sacrificed three zhang Hongling to fight with the female cultivator on the blue waves.

......

When a deep past had to emerge, she couldn't stop it.

Time and space are like a tidal wave flowing back at this moment, and they all give in to memory.

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The past is constantly being played out in my mind as if it had just happened.

But how could there be an urge to kill in her mind? Her thoughts paused slightly, suppressed the killing intent, and continued to recall.

From Xunxing to the reserve star, the other monks are in order to pass on their own exercises, or will reproduce here, and truly make this reserve star a last resort in the future.

But he came here just to continue the fight with the nun he brought.

She will never admit defeat, nor will she believe in her.

Therefore, on the snow-capped mountain where snow flies all year round, a magic palace was built, and at the foot of the snow-capped mountain where the four seasons are like spring, apprentices were collected and art was passed on.

Unexpectedly, such a move would provoke more than a dozen monks to attack together, she was not afraid, if she couldn't beat them together, could she not escape? When they were alone, it was time for her own revenge.

I don't know when I feel very happy about taking revenge on others.

As soon as she thought of this, the killing intent in her mind slowly took over, and the mana in the dantian slowly flowed, as if she wanted to go back to the time when the ten monks were besieging her, and she wanted to tear them to pieces.

But in an instant, she once again suppressed the gradually expanding killing intent.

Why didn't you run at that time, but stupidly faced the joint efforts of the ten monks?

Is it him, is it because he's there?

In the darkness, she snapped open her eyes.

The touch from the skin of her whole body let her know that she was being buried in the spirit stone at this time, and the mana in the dantian was surging as if she had not been injured, and all kinds of spells could be cast at will.

But how can you be cold all over?

She pulled out her right hand, which was pressed by the spirit stone, and touched it towards her chest.

In the dark night, where the right hand touches, it is as smooth as jade, and it is also white and flawless.

But she didn't have any joy.

If that magic weapon-level robe is still there, even if it is icy and snowy, how can it feel cold?

Blurry fragments came to mind as if they had just happened.

He was carried into the gate of hell, and he was tortured layer by layer to the low of hell, originally looking for the flower of hell, but he didn't expect that there was a Taoist who was exactly the same as him living in the low of hell.

Then the two had a very strange conversation, desperately scrambling for his gossip plate, and was knocked down to the center of the whirlpool by that person's palm, and he sacrificed his life to hold himself from behind and fell into the whirlpool with himself.

The killing intent in her mind was instantly occupied by shyness.

With his hands around him, he covered the fullness of his chest, and his legs contracted slightly, and the spirit stones on his body rolled down to both sides, making a "gurgling" sound, which was very loud in this silent darkness.

It was even louder in her ears, and she immediately stopped the jade leg that continued to clamp.

The eyes swirled around in the night, as if searching for something, and as if worrying about something.

I don't know what keeps rushing into the Purple Mansion, slowly occupying the soul, and I don't know what fragrance is getting stronger and stronger, making her heart extremely hot.

And the scene of the two fiercely intertwined and violently gasping was blurred at first, but it became clearer and clearer later, and even their various movements and postures came to mind.

Instantly, she was a little annoyed.

Although there is more hidden shyness and joy.

But his face was still annoyed.

Annoyed that there was no longer him by his side at this time.

The divine consciousness surged towards all directions like a tide, and when she found that the space here was limited, there was no figure except for the spirit stone spread on her.

She was relieved.

It's just that in an instant, a heart is lifted tightly.

If he's not here, where will he be?

Could it be that like yourself, you don't know how to face what just happened, so you leave early?

Or do you feel that your indecent actions and debauched postures are very shameful?

......

There was a burst of cranky thoughts in the dark, her face was sometimes shy, and her body was sometimes violent.

"Whoa!" Like the sound of coming out of the water, her heart moved, and the pitch-black Taoist uniform not far away flew in an instant, quickly put it on her body, and flew up from the pile of spirit stones.

At this time, he was extremely skilled in operating the mana in the dantian, and the whole person was floating in mid-air, and the violent aura on his body became stronger and stronger.

Whether you want to, or for another reason, but you can't leave yourself behind.

The anger in her heart became heavier and heavier, and the murderous intent in her mind became stronger and stronger.

As the mana continued to rush out of the body, the whole person brought out a hurricane and rushed upwards in the darkness.