The milk, which was as holy as the clouds of heaven, was poured on the body of the Eastern warrior one after another, gradually submerging his body, completely soaking Ye Zhiqiu, who had just scabbed over and blurring his flesh, only his straight nose was exposed, and he maintained normal breathing, so as not to choke on the milk.

Ye Zhiqiu's injuries were too serious, not only the skin on the surface was scorched by the thunder, the eight veins of the Qi Sutra in his body, and the channels for the true qi of the martial arts to flow, but also because of the thunder arrow of fate, he was thrown into a mess, not to mention the internal organs, all of which were secretly injured that were difficult to heal, and his biological functions had decreased significantly.

Because of this, Ye Zhiqiu needed a long time to settle down and recover his body as soon as possible. I have to say that the experience of cultivating the martial arts true qi "Great Mixed Yuan" in the heterotopic plane isotope gave Ye Zhiqiu a lot of inspiration at this time.

With at least one hundred and eight True Qi cultivation and operation modes, the crystallization of the wisdom and experience of countless martial arts geniuses, and the people who creatively integrated them, Ye Zhiqiu not only benefited a lot, but also took the opportunity to stand on the shoulders of these giants to deduce even more magical martial arts.

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu, with the surging true qi in his body, had already gone to the empty building, and it was a good opportunity to start "Heavenly Silkworm Gong". Milk is rich in milk protein, which he extracts endlessly, wraps around his body, which has become charcoal and shedding skin, and prepares to use it as a material to fuse into the second skin of the body.

With the operation of "Heavenly Silkworm Gong", a silkworm true qi as warm as jade crawls forward in the broken meridians, and when it encounters blockages, it must accumulate enough for the pond through the acupoints to open up and continue.

It took half an hour before and after, and Ye Zhiqiu completed Xiao Zhoutian with difficulty, at this time, the milk protein silk was already wrapped all over the body, and after scabbing, the skin was soaked and softened and fell off, covered with a thin layer of milky white silk.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Zhiqiu gave up the first transformation of the silkworm true qi of the Great Perfection, changed hands and began to cultivate the improved "Wedding Dress Divine Skill", personally dispersed the true qi of the heavenly silkworm of Dacheng, and began to weave his own wedding dress true qi with the silk-like true qi foundation.

Not only is it densely spread between the skin and texture on the surface of the body, but even the internal organs and meridians and acupoints are firmly protected by the true qi cover intertwined by the "Heavenly Silkworm Wedding Dress True Qi", and at this time Ye Zhiqiu began to adjust his body, renovating and transforming it from the inside out in a realistic sense.

"The current push is still too pediatric, and only the rotation of the magnetic field can break the shackles of fate. It seems that the main material world where science prevails, there are unscientific idealistic saint warriors, and black technology martial arts fanatics who have banned the explosion of technology, if I don't have the ability to rotate the magnetic field, I'm afraid I can't go sideways. ”

Before you know it, the tub soaked in the bath of the Oriental samurai, the warm milk slowly descends at a speed visible to the eye, revealing a perfect body that is snow-white, like a holy angel.

The two desert sword concubines who were always watching Ye Zhiqiu immediately ordered the servants to pour more milk, and at the same time gave them a gag order, strictly prohibiting them from telling what happened in the tent, otherwise it would be light to die by lying on the sword.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't know anything about the changes in the outside world, he was busy excreting the blood congestion in his body and the dirt accumulated by eating and breathing.

As a result, the milk that had just been filled with the bathtub began to appear dark red blood, and the gray-black dirt slowly dispersed, making the originally holy milk become cloudy.

When the two desert sword girls saw this scene, they couldn't help but think of the legendary "Angel Descending". St. Saladin, the great Lord of the Desert, was chosen by the true God to give him the sacred duty of retaking the Holy Land, and the archangel Chaldebes, who gave out a white light, descended in front of Saladin, opened his mouth to make the voice of God, and breathed the breath of the spirit into his body.

In the Heavenly Secret Religion inherited by the old man in the mountain, the pure white angel Chaldebes was revered by many believers as the substitute of the true God, and the patriarch of the first generation had the eternal youth, infinite strength, wisdom, and recitation skills of St. Saladin.

The shepherds of the following generations have been eternally young, appearing in front of believers with near-perfect faces, serving as shepherds who guide the lost lamb back in the right direction.

In the eyes of the two desert sword girls, Ye Zhiqiu, who came from the Great Eastern Empire, behaved like a patriarch who had accepted a secret inheritance at this time, and the blue eyes of the pure white angel chose him and endowed him with great divine power.

After all, Ye Zhiqiu survived unharmed from the explosion of the "Thunderbolt of Fate", and killed the "chosen one" of the Ninth Lord's sand burial.

In fact, after hundreds of years of inheritance, the old man in the mountain, as a peripheral organization of the Heavenly Secret Sect, the black gloves that specialized in dirty work, have been changed by bloody killings and astonishing wealth, which has led to the deterioration of faith.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the pure white angel Chaldebes chose outsiders and became the new shepherd who revolutionized the Esoteric Religion. The two Desert Sword Girls thought so and were ready to do so.

Dedicate your whole body and mind, and be willing to move forward bravely for "our cause", even if it is to kill familiar relatives and friends with a knife, or even complete special training together, you can entrust your partners in life and death.

Unconsciously, Ye Zhiqiu didn't do anything, so he subdued two desert sword girls who were all first-class in assassination, lurking, camouflage and other skills, and were recognized by them as pure white angels on the ground walkers, ready to remotely manipulate the secret cult organization behind them, and carry out a major cleansing and rectification from top to bottom.

Time passed very slowly in the waiting of the tormented people, and when the night came, Ye Zhiqiu finally completed self-adjustment, let out a long breath, slowly stretched out his hands, grabbed the edges of both sides of the bath barrel, and slowly sat up.

The second skin woven by milk protein made his face as holy as a sheep fat jade statue, and in the scorching light of the tallow candle, it shone even brighter, like a brilliant thunder light, flowing on the surface of his body, constantly rolling.

Ye Zhiqiu stood up slowly, and the milk that flowed down dripped into the bath tub, just like a light rain after the rainy season.

Everyone around them held their breath, but they raised their heads and looked at the flawless body, and their minds couldn't help but churn with distracting thoughts.

Ye Zhiqiu, who was very keenly inspired, noticed countless feather-like sights, sweeping around the surface of his body, even with his state of mind cultivation, he couldn't help but get goosebumps.

When the two desert sword girls with the highest spiritual cultivation moved their burning gaze between Ye Zhiqiu's legs, they almost let out a shy sigh, and quickly lowered their heads, and at the same time looked sideways at each other, their eyes met, but they were hurt to touch it.

"It turns out that the legend of the pure white angel has three legs is true! ”