"Whew!" Seeing that the blow was missed, Honglian's complexion changed, and she pulled the red ribbon around her waist, and then threw it towards Wang Mo.

With one hand, pinching the trick between his fingers, it turned into a red gauze tent, wrapping Wang Mo in the middle.

The graceful tulle opens lightly, wafting a rich fragrance that makes people intoxicated.

The red lotus twisted her body even more, and out of nowhere, she pulled out a pink ropa, on which a half-naked beauty was embroidered, and she moved the lotus step lightly, and she actually danced around the red gauze tent.

The tulle danced like a wave, and the red lotus could be vaguely seen writhing and bewitching, giggling from time to time, accompanied by a charming face, and for a time the hall was full of seductive spring colors.

"Giggles, since Brother Daoyou refuses to leave, how about letting the little sister serve her for a while?" Honglian Jiao laughed, scratched her head, and threw a wink at Wang Mo from time to time.

And Wang Mo, who was in the red gauze tent, looked at the more and more half-naked beauties outside the tulle, and there was a trace of trance in his heart, so he was not immersed in it.

For Honglian's words, he didn't pay attention to it at all, and in the face of such a fragrant scene, Wang Mo's heart was awe-inspiring.

Feeling the slightly restless Zhenyuan in his body, his heart was secretly awe-inspiring, his eyes flashed with coldness, and he slapped the storage bag on his waist, and sacrificed the Qinglin sword, and turned into a sword several zhang long with a few fingers, and slashed straight towards the red gauze tent.

His subordinates were even more slow, and from time to time they popped out a few rays of vitality to block the attack of the blood-colored little snake that was waiting for the opportunity.

And the red lotus seemed to be blind to the sword that shot and didn't pay attention to it at all, and continued to twist her graceful posture and put on various seductive postures.

However, the discomfort of the true element in his body made him not as commanded by his arm as before, and the attack speed of the little snake was extremely fast, and he actually felt like he was in a hurry for a while.

For this strange blood-colored poisonous snake, Wang Mo really didn't worry about Qingpi fighting against it, he had always studied very little poison.

What made him frown was that the sword slashed at the gauze tent as if it had no force, and it had no effect.

Unbelieving in evil, Wang Mo pointed at the Qinglin Sword again and again, but it still didn't work, it just made the red gauze tent roll a little more violent, but it didn't take long to calm down.

"Giggles, why should Brother Daoyou be like this? Little sister sincerely invites Brother Daoyou to go to Yunyu together!"

There were bursts of coquettish laughter in his ears, which made Wang Mo's mind trance-like again, and a trace of anxiety rose again, even though he had already guarded against the other party's charm in his heart, but he still only saw such a powerful secret technique.

The ubiquitous coquettish smile seems to come from the bottom of the heart, tickling the hearts of the people who tickle directly, and it seems that there is a fire steaming, combined with the half-hidden beauties around them, it can make people with ordinary hearts completely give up resistance.

Fortunately, Wang Mo's mind has always been firm, coupled with his strong sense, it is difficult for the other party to take advantage of it for a while.

But he knew that under this pervasive magic image, it would be difficult for him to maintain it for long.

Seeing that he was unmoved, and that he was taking the time to attack from time to time, Honglian frowned slightly, as if thinking of something, bit her lower lip, her pretty face turned crimson, and slowly stretched out her jade arm, and she completely ripped off the red gauze on her body.

For a time, the twin peaks stood proudly, the pitch-black forest was fascinating, and the slender jade legs made people infinitely reverie.

With the body dancing, the blue waves flowed, graceful and colorful, a good picture of a witch ecstasy, and the pink mist around her was steaming, surrounding Wang Mo everywhere.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Mo only felt a hot vapor in his lower abdomen, rushing straight to the top of his head, and in an instant, his mind was completely lost.

Without thinking about him, with a quick wave of his right hand, he saw the five golden rings floating in the air quickly, and the five rings collided with each other, clanging and crisp, emitting bursts of magic sounds, temporarily blocking out the beautiful sound emitted by the red lotus when it danced.

With the magic sound emitted by this magic sound ring, temporarily blocking the charming sound of the red lotus, Wang Mo's heart sobered up slightly.

But in the deepest part of his heart, that touching scene could not be eliminated for a long time, and he felt that the heat in his lower abdomen seemed to have a tendency to intensify.

Wang Mo has never touched a woman's body so far, and Yuan Yang has not lost his body, and the yang fire is extremely vigorous, where can he withstand such temptation?

In the blink of an eye, it was like being in a furnace, and with the strength of his body at this time, he was sweating profusely, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

Wang Mo knew that this was because he was attracted by the other party's magic skills, and if he didn't want to get rid of it, he would probably burn himself to death.

Clenched his teeth, resisting the power of enchantment, a trace of blood flowed from between his teeth.

What made him even more troubled was that at a glance, he knew that the blood-colored snake was extremely poisonous, and its small body was extremely fast, rotating around him, waiting for an opportunity to bite him, making it difficult for Wang Mo to calm down and try his best to get rid of the opponent's magic secret technique.

After decades of practice, Wang Mo was forced to such a point by a monk of the same rank for the first time.

In a flash of thought, his face turned ruthless, and his body movements slowed down, but there was a trace of flaw.

The blood-colored little snake had already seen the opportunity, and suddenly turned into a blood-colored arrow and rushed straight towards Wang Mo.

But when he was about to die, Wang Mo's eyes were full of coldness, his divine sense locked on the little snake, and his left hand quickly swung out, and a green and green light shot out head-on.

The speed of this Cuimang was much faster than that of the little snake, and he hesitated to rush towards Wang Mo with all his might, but in the face of the rapidly coming Cuimang, it was as if he had directly collided with it.

"Poof!"

Cui Mang actually threw the little snake directly away from it, and the two snake corpses hesitated and inertia, with a puff of fishy blood, still flew forward, and finally hit the red gauze tent behind Wang Mo, and fell to the ground with a click, and there was no more sound.

"Little blood!"

There was a coquettish cry outside the gauze tent, and the figures of the graceful women around seemed to be a little sluggish, but they recovered again in an instant, and they became even more rapid.

And after Wang Mo did all this, he didn't even have time to reach out and recall the magic weapon jade knife, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and with the help of this sharp pain, a stirring spirit in his mind hurriedly sat down on the ground.

With his hands stretched out, he sat cross-legged, his eyes and nose and his heart were looking at his heart, and he fell into cultivation in the blink of an eye.

Honglian saw it really outside the gauze tent, seeing that her beloved spirit pet was killed, and she wanted to take revenge, but she was performing the Heavenly Demon Dance Secret Technique at this time, and her silver teeth of hatred were clenched, but she could only watch Wang Mo tighten her mind and confront herself.

This kind of secret art battle is a succession of minds, and the slightest carelessness will be the end of the merit and death, and Honglian can only hope that her secret art can kill it at this time, otherwise her fate will not be much better than the other party.

And she herself could only go all out, and she couldn't spare any other means to attack Wang Mo, and the two were in a stalemate in the hall for a while.

Wang Mo's heart was in a trance for a while, only to feel that countless snow-white delicate bodies were swarming towards him, and hurriedly ran the "Open Source Heavenly Scripture" to guard the dantian true yuan, suppressing those riotous true yuan, and the "Condensing Divine Formula" in his mind was running rapidly, collecting some loose divine consciousness.

The seductive and delicate body in his mind made a glamorous sound from time to time, seeing that he couldn't tempt Wang Mo, and finally hugged each other directly, making all kinds of unbearable but seductive movements.

Wang Mo gritted his teeth and held on, wanting to get rid of this external force, but he used the magic weapon Jade Knife strongly before, and his divine sense consumed a part, and at this time there were signs of unsustainability.

Seeing that Wang Mo's body trembled slightly, the red lotus's beautiful eyes lit up, and the joy on her delicate face suddenly appeared, just when she thought that Wang Mo was about to be tempted by his Heavenly Demon Dance, and finally burned to death, there was a change in the field again.

I saw that the green tendons on Wang Mo's face burst out, and the hot sweat dripped down, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and a terrifying red light flashed in them, which was a sign of desire, but before he could get up and pounce on the illusory beauties around him, a black mist suddenly rose above his head.

And with the appearance of this black fog, Wang Mo sat on the ground again, his face gradually calmed down, and for the appearance of the black fog, Wang Mo seemed to be unaware, and fell into silence again.

"Whew!"

The black mist surged and emitted a strange whistling, and the looming changes on it made a statue in the shape of eight tentacles, but it was not real in the black mist.

As soon as the strange statue appeared, the pink mist around it quickly surrounded the statue as if it had encountered a delicacy, and disappeared into the statue.

"No!"

Seeing such a scene, Honglian let out a coquettish cry, her eyes were full of disbelief, and she hurriedly wanted to interrupt the Heavenly Demon Dance Secret Technique, but it was obviously too late.

The suction force on the statue became stronger and stronger, and a stream of fog visible to the naked eye gradually formed in the surrounding air, rapidly converging towards it, and the graceful phantoms around it suddenly became illusory, and finally disappeared.

"Poof!"

Ignoring the danger of the counterattack of the exercises, the red lotus gritted her silver teeth fiercely, directly interrupted the exercises in her mind, and spit out the blood arrow with a snort, and her originally ruddy and delicate cheeks suddenly turned pale.

Both hands quickly pinched the trick, and the red light flashed, as if some secret technique was used, so that the aura that had originally appeared due to the backlash of the demon skill weakened and temporarily recovered.

Then he patted the storage bag, took out several jade bottles, and poured out more than a dozen pills of different colors and emitted bursts of strange fragrance from them, and then his complexion stabilized.

Feeling the stronger and stronger suction, the mantis turned his face slightly and glanced at the stone platform under forbidden protection unwillingly.

Then he swept over Wang Mo, who was sitting on the ground, and hesitated whether to take the opportunity to kill him on the spot.

When he saw the black statue, there was a slight fear and jealousy in his eyes, and he stomped on his jade foot with a slight hesitation, and with a slight wave of his jade hand, he put away the red yarn around him, wrapped the delicate body of **, and his body shook and went out.

In addition to absorbing a lot of energy around it, the black statue was like a dead thing, and it did not stop the departure of the red lotus at all.

After the tea was served, the black mist above the black statue surged, and suddenly disappeared again into the top of Wang Mo's head, as if it had never appeared.

With the black statue gone, the hall was once again calm.