In mid-air, the beautiful woman was so angry that her breasts rose and fell, which was pleasing to the eye.

Seeing her so scoundrel, Wu Chen frowned, looked at the unknown woman, and was also angry, shouting: "If that's the case, then let's fight!"

Spiritual power was injected into the moon, and a terrifying aura came out, and the red light shone, wanting to cut through the space. This surprised Yan Yanxue, who was angered by Wu Chen, but she didn't pay attention to the moon slashing in his hand.

"Xuanqi!" She was surprised and happy at the same time, the reason why she was happy was because Wu Chen's strength was weak and he could snatch it.

When Wu Chen protected herself, spoke indifferently, and ignored the beautiful woman, Hua Yun'er somehow suddenly had a much better impact on this person, but it still couldn't be compared with the moon-stepping saint in her heart.

Yan Yanxue looked at Wu Chen, who had a strong fighting spirit, squinted and chuckled, but it was a country and a city. Her body was suddenly shrouded in green smoke, and when the smoke cleared, she appeared in a neat white dress.

raised his eyes to look at Wu Chen, but saw that the man in front of him had his eyes wide open, and his throat was constantly squirming, as if he was swallowing foam. And at this moment, two blood dragons came out of his nose, which looked very improper.

Wu Chen's situation made Yan Yanxue suspicious for a while, and secretly muttered to herself that this person would not be fascinated by his appearance, shouldn't it, he was like this just now, and he didn't see him like this.

In fact, when she was changing her clothes, in Wu Chen's Xinghe Xuanmu, she saw a pair of white and flawless ketone bodies, tall and round twin peaks, a flat lower abdomen without a trace of fat, a slender waist, and the mysterious forbidden place under the delicate umbilicus, all of which impacted Wu Chen's nerves.

"You, you are shameless, you actually seduced Wu!" Wu Chen wiped his nosebleed and scolded Yan Yanxue.

These words made Yan Yanxue stunned, couldn't he have seen it when he was changing his clothes just now, it is impossible, even the Yuanying Monk can't see through his own green smoke, let alone him in the early stage of Yudan.

However, seeing Wu Chen's appearance at this moment, it seemed that she really saw it, which made her angry and ashamed, and she didn't care if the treasure in front of her would be damaged, so she pointed at Wu Chen and shouted angrily: "Adulterous thief, take your life!"

At the same time, she is also secretly bitter, and when she fights by herself, she likes to wear neat clothes. It's not a fetish, but I just don't want to affect my fairy posture.

Gritting her teeth, Yan Yanxue's momentum exploded to the peak, and the space around her body seemed to be distorted, which was extremely terrifying.

Seeing this, Wu Chen was shocked, this person was at the level of the Holy Son and Holy Maiden, and now he was only in the early stage of the Yudan, and he was invincible. If the true body can come, it is not afraid.

"Wait!" Just when Yan Yanxue was about to attack angrily, she saw Wu Chen accept the slashing moon and stretched out her hand to stop her from stepping forward.

The delicate body paused slightly, Yan Yanxue's pretty eyebrows trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but wonder, "What's the matter?" In her opinion, the little monk in the early stage of the knot in front of her couldn't make much waves.

Wu Chen grinned, pointed behind Yan Yanxue, and said, "Look, your enemy is chasing you!"

"Enemy!" Yan Yanxue looked back in confusion, but at this moment, Wu Chen grabbed Hua Yun'er, stepped on the car calligraphy, quickly escaped, and disappeared with a smoke.

At the same time, he also secretly scolded that there must be something hidden in this woman. He could sense the breath of the Holy Son of Hehuan and the sloppy man in gray, but it was a mistake to fail in this woman.

Yan Yanxue turned around, and saw that the blue sky and white clouds behind her were still empty, and her face was even more angry, "You are playing me!"

It's just that when she turned her head, there was still Wu Chen's figure in front of her.

"Shameless thief, I will break you into pieces!" Yan Yanxue's eyes burned with anger, she had grown so big, and she had never been tricked like this. Then he patted the purple squirrel on the shoulder, and saw the squirrel turn into a purple light and go forward, and Yan Xue walked lightly, following closely behind.

In the middle of the mountain, Wu Chen fell from the sky with Hua Yun'er, and when he looked back, he saw a purple light emerging in the sky in the distance, gritting his teeth and not looking back, he took another step and disappeared.

Yan Yanxue became more and more shocked the more she chased, this person has a good personality, and there are mysterious weapons, and the distance between herself and him is gradually widening. Becoming more and more annoyed, this person was so weird, thinking that he had really seen the situation when he had just changed his clothes.

"Shameless!" Yan Yanxue stood where Wu Chen had fallen just now, gritted her teeth and scolded, and continued to pursue.

In the immortal mound, in a certain space, under the eternal moonlit night, there are all deserted graves, messily sitting, and the graves are overgrown with weeds, swaying gently with the wind.

A handsome man stood in the middle of a deserted grave, lost in thought. This person is Wu Chen's real body, and he came to this place after he passed through the entrance of the Immortal Mound Cave.

Wu Chen was extremely depressed, he never expected that in addition to the galaxy, rainbow, sea of fire, and ancient coffin space in the immortal mound, there were other regions.

And without the mysteries of the galaxy, he couldn't find a way out and was trapped here.

Suddenly, Wu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered to himself: "What is the identity of the woman in white?" But no matter what, Wu wrote it down!"

Then he flew up, floating in the air, looking at this distant cemetery, shocked and confused, who are the people buried here, how can there be so many?

After pondering for a moment, he planned to open a deserted tomb to see what was inside.

Flying down to a certain grave, after bowing slightly, Wu Chen said lightly: "I'm disturbed!"

Then the big hand grabbed the air, and the entire tomb rose from the ground and was suspended in the air. With another squeeze, the soil cracked open and scattered everywhere, leaving only a dark wooden coffin suspended in midair.

Staring at the wooden coffin, Wu Chen did not hesitate, waved his sleeves, and the wooden coffin was broken.

In an instant, a roar came, and the bright moon was covered by a thin light cloud, and the space was slightly paused.

Wu Chen squinted at the sky, only to see that after the wooden coffin was broken, a figure appeared, floating in the sky, looking at the moon and roaring.

His face was pale, but his eyes were extremely agile, and his nails were thick and black. His long hair was flying, and after a long roar, he grinned evilly at Wu Chen below, and grabbed it with one claw.

Thick black smoke came from his hand, gathered into a big hand, exuding a trace of dead air, and grabbed Wu Chen.

"Ghost corpse?" Wu Chen grinned, tonight was different from the past, the ghost corpse on the shore of the bluestone lake attacked with a voice, and the soul of his telekinetic realm also fluctuated.

And now, his own Thunder Soul Source, the Shadow Devouring Soul Body, is not affected by this howling sound. He is no longer the hairy boy he was at the beginning, even if the ghost corpse in front of him is extremely powerful, and he can faintly fight with the monks of the early Yuan Infant Stage, he is not afraid.

Looking at the black smoke ghost claw, Wu Chen suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, and the strange beasts on his body roamed around fiercely, and with a roar, the ghost claw was shattered. Finally, he stepped into the sky, looked at the stunned ghost corpse, and smiled slightly.

Seeing this, the ghost corpse retracted its contempt, looked at Wu Chen, who was like a king, and hesitated.

However, Wu Chen didn't give him a chance, the spirit network turned, the sea of fire behind him was dazzling, he raised his finger and pointed at the ghost corpse, and said lightly: "Burn!"

The sea of fire boiled, turning into a huge fire dragon, hovering over Wu Chen, roaring and rushing towards the ghost corpse.

But I saw the ghost corpse pinching his fingers and spit out the word "shooting" in his mouth. In an instant, the moonlight was pulled, condensed at his fingertips, and suddenly pointed at Wu Chen.

The moonlight turned into a huge finger, as if it were indestructible, and it approached the fire dragon. The two collided in each direction, and the air waves rolled, making a deafening sound, echoing in the deserted grave for a long time.

Seeing that the flame dragon was retreating one after another, this scene also surprised Wu Chen, the ghost corpse who can use magic? Looking at its jerky technique, it doesn't seem to be a spiritual trick, but this power is eye-catching!

Looking at the shattered fire dragon and the dazzling moonlight giant finger attacking, Wu Chen was not flustered, he just tried it, but he didn't expect that this ghost corpse was still very strong, strong in that inexplicable technique.

Staring at the moonlight fingers, Wu Chen smiled, his black hair flying. A punch blasted out, and the fierce sword transformed, and the strange beast crossed the sky, colliding with the ghost corpse condensed by the moonlight.

The space seemed to shatter under the impact, and the moonlight finger was directly crushed by the strange beast's hideous sword.

Undiminished, the monstrous beast roared and swept away ferociously, as if to devour the corpse alive.

The ghost's eyes widened and he was extremely frightened, and it instantly turned into a black mist and scattered in all directions.

Seeing that his attack failed, Wu Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, and secretly sighed that this ghost corpse had a lot of means.

Ahead, the black mist gathered again, turning into a ghostly corpse, unscathed, but paler.

"You, not a spiritual cultivator!" the ghost corpse spoke, which surprised Wu Chen a little, and then put his hands behind his back, and said loudly: "Surrender, or perish!"

The corners of the ghost corpse's mouth were contemptuous, "If you want me to surrender, let's take this one!" He pinched the seal with both hands, and the black mist on his body continued to emerge, instantly condensing on his body, forming a huge black skeleton, with black smoke emitting from his whole body. turned into an afterimage and hit Wu Chen.

Wu Chen was slightly stunned, did he want to fight with himself? his pupils contracted, the hideous swords on his body swirled rapidly, and the thunder light spread at the center of his eyebrows. I saw that on Wu Chen's body at this moment, a crackling arc exploded, like the birth of a thunder god, scorching people's eyes.

Stepping lightly on the car calligraphy, Wu Chen clenched his fist and instantly came to the forehead of the huge skeleton and smashed it with a fist.

Boom, the skeleton was not shattered, but was knocked away by the great force. Seeing this, Wu Chen stepped forward again, caught up with the black skeleton, and smashed it with several punches in a row.

Each punch carried great power, mixed with this evil thunder, causing the black skeleton to tremble extremely quickly. Faintly, at his brow, a slight crack appeared.

Staring at the cracks, the light flashed in Wu Chen's eyes: "I won't play with you anymore!"

Swinging his fist again, the thunder light on his arm surged, and the fierce war pattern meridians in his body were withdrawn and gathered on his fist, and there seemed to be a strange beast roaring on his fist, which was also his newly discovered body mystery, which could condense a trace of the power of a strange beast.

"The power of the alien beast!" Wu Chen drank lightly, and behind him, he seemed to see the fierce head, snake body, tiger feet, and two-winged alien beast that filled the space, its mouth was open, and its fangs were now fanged, terrifying and terrifying, roaring towards the huge black skeleton.

With a snap, the black skeleton shattered, and a figure flew far away, smashing into the land of the grave, forming a huge pit.

Wu Chen came to the sky above the giant pit, only to hear the sound of begging for mercy from the huge pit.

"Don't fight, don't fight, I surrender!" A faint resentful spirit floated out, looking at Wu Chen, full of fear. And Fang Cai's body was also shattered after smashing into the ground, and if it weren't for his unique soul skill, he would have been blown away long ago.

Wu Chen looked at the resentful soul and was also surprised. It doesn't have a soul source, and doesn't it mean that resentful souls only have resentment? And at this moment, this thing is still humanizing and begging for mercy, which is quite peculiar.

He shook his head slightly, didn't think about it anymore, and said, "Put down your resistance, otherwise, die!"

After speaking, he raised his hand and waved the painting, and a translucent ancient character appeared, quickly disappearing into the eyebrows of the resentful soul. This is the art of banning, and it is also learned to share information with the dependant.

The resentful soul Mu Na looked at Wu Chen, touched his forehead, and then hung his head in despair. In the dark, he felt the seal on his soul, and the ruthless man in front of him wanted him to die, and he only needed a thought.