Those eyes were so terrifying, like the king of hell, like the king of all demons, like the place of endless purgatory.

Under those eyes, the gods of the heavens will tremble, and the gods of the heavens and demons will be afraid, as if there is only trembling, only fear, and nothing else.

The arm stayed in the void, as long as it continued to move forward, it would kill the man in front of him, but the arm no longer seemed to belong to him, and he couldn't move, some were just endless fear, some were just endless fear, and some were trembling.

"Poof!"

Blood spat out of her mouth and she took two steps back to get rid of that eye, to get rid of that shiver.

"Dao Heart Cultivation Demon**!"

Wanwan said in fear, as if she had seen a ghost.

If it is said that the Heavenly Demon ** is the essence of the Heavenly Demon Strategy, then the Heart Cultivation Demon ** is the sublimation of the Heavenly Demon Strategy.

Dao Heart Cultivation Demon** is the emperor of many exercises, restraining many exercises on the Heavenly Demon Strategy. When other magic skills encounter Dao Heart Seed Demon**, it is almost like a mouse, and when it encounters a cat, it is good that the ten-layer combat power can exert three or four layers.

The evil emperors of the past dynasties have a strong spiritual power, in the face of some weak beings, there is no need to raise their hands and feet to fight, just need to cast the "illusion" method, with supreme spiritual power, the heart of the demon reflected in the heart of the world of others, it is enough to make people's hearts collapse, no return.

At best, he was depressed and his mood collapsed, and at worst, he was hit hard and became an idiot.

Wanwan secretly said that it was lucky, if it weren't for her amazing qualifications, she got rid of mental coercion and was attacked by demons. It's no longer the case.

It's just that she secretly wondered that she hadn't seen him learn the Dao Heart Demon ** before. At this moment, I actually learned and reached an extremely high realm.

"Buzz!"

A figure flashed, the speed was too fast, as fast as lightning, like a ghost, Wanwan couldn't catch a trace at all, and it was in front of him.

It was Li Jiancheng.

"Kill!" Wanwan panicked in her heart, and her arm moved. The Heavenly Demon slashed and assassinated.

"Bang!"

In the violent collision, Li Jiancheng caught the blade of the Heavenly Demon Slash with his empty hand. The palm seemed to be harder than steel. The palm of the hand rolled, and the force surged, like a monstrous force, swept in. The Heavenly Demon shattered inch by inch, like a broken mirror.

Wanwan didn't have time to be surprised, and she felt a palm pinch her slender neck.

The souls of the dead are all rising, life and death are in an instant, Wanwan was horrified in her heart, and immediately struck out with her palm, but immediately a strange strength came, and her arm hung down weakly. Then the Heavenly Demon True Qi in his body seemed to be imprisoned. It's hard to mobilize a bit.

"Ahem!"

Wanwan only felt her breathing strained, and she only felt that she was being lifted, like a hen being pinched. I want to rebel. I wanted to struggle, but my body was imprisoned by a strange force, and it was difficult to move a little.

At this point, she was like a slain hen.

Not even a hen, at least the chicken can struggle a bit before it is killed. But she was imprisoned, trying to struggle but couldn't.

Breathing is getting tighter. Wanwan only felt that death was instantaneous.

Suddenly, Wanwan felt a trace of regret, regretting provoking this man. She is a demon girl of the Yin Kui faction, despising men, treating thousands of men as dogs, and all men kneel under her pomegranate skirt or die under her peony flowers.

It seems that there are too many successes, and Wanwan despises this man a little, and feels that she can take it lightly.

It's just that then the nightmare began, she was stripped naked and almost became a concubine.

Then, at this moment, he will be killed.

"Am I going to die?"

Wanwan is a little unwilling, she still has a good year and a bright future, but at this time, the flowers have not bloomed and have withered.

She is not reconciled!

But what if you are not reconciled? powerless to struggle, like a hen about to be slaughtered.

In the past, she always thought that she was a nine-day phoenix, but now between life and death, she feels that she is not even as good as a hen.

"Don't!" Bai Qing'er suddenly shouted.

Li Jiancheng stopped.

That hand didn't pinch it down, and at this moment Li Jiancheng's eyes flashed with confusion, confusion, confusion, incomprehension, unknown, too many distractions, too many negative emotions impacted, making him a little lost himself, some didn't know who he was, and fell into a state of schizophrenia.

Originally, the second personality was split, and the second personality was relied on to resist the calamity, as long as it took some time, all kinds of negative feelings could be wiped out and the calamity could be eliminated. And in this process, it needs to be quiet, and it needs not to be disturbed by outsiders.

But with the appearance of Wanwan, especially the earth-shattering assassination.

Li Jiancheng made a move, and he repelled Wanwan with one look, shattered the Heavenly Demon Slash with one move, and captured Wanwan with one move. With the shot, that kind of silence was broken, and the second personality could no longer continue to be maintained, and was completely shattered by the demon calamity, and the frenzied demon calamity invaded his heart, and all kinds of negative emotions and evil thoughts were like burning weeds, burning more and more.

Kill Kill!

Li Jiancheng has only one thought in his heart, endless killing, destroying together, destroying a qiē, only killing, only destroying miè, can eliminate the demonic thoughts in his heart, eliminate all negative feelings.

Therefore, as soon as he made a move, he pinched Wanwan, and wanted to pinch her to death, just like pinching an ant to death.

It's just that Bai Qing'er's shout stopped the idea of killing.

A glimmer of light flashed in Li Jiancheng's heart, very faint, very weak, but like a bright light in the night, it illuminated the dark psychological world.

Wanwan trembled, like a quail, and there was no longer the arrogance of a witch.

Li Jiancheng's expression was slightly dazed, he reached out and gently stroked his white and temporarily smooth cheeks, and whispered, "Ling'er, is it you?"

There was unprecedented tenderness in his expression.

That trace of tenderness fell in Bai Qing'er's eyes, and a trace of jealousy flashed.

That trace of tenderness, she has never seen it, she doesn't face Zheng Guanyin, and she doesn't face her.

"Kill if you want to, don't touch me!"

Li Jiancheng's eyes lit up slightly, the blood-red color in his eyes had faded a little, and the magic thoughts seemed to be a little less, but his hands were still gently caressing her pretty face.

"Bastard, don't touch me!" Wanwan was angry and anxious, only to feel that the man in front of her was becoming more and more presumptuous, and his hand actually slipped down to her collarbone, and he was still downstream. This made her embarrassed and indignant, but she was powerless to resist, so she could only endure it and read it silently, which was equivalent to being touched by a monkey. "Damn, take away your dirty hands!" Wanwan was shy and anxious, and the hand gradually touched her plump and stiff breasts, struggling hard, and tears were falling. The body trembled slightly, the hand completely grasped her plumpness, and was slighted by the wanton eighty thousand, and the saddling thing was that the man seemed to treat him as another woman.

At this moment, she seems to be a substitute.

The man's hand in front of her seemed to have a strange temperature, and her body gradually became hot to the touch, and a few traces of red appeared on Bai Temporary's pink neck.

"Don't, don't do this, please!" Wanwan begged for mercy for the first time, but she still begged for mercy from the man who had been light on her.

It's just that Yiqiē is in vain, and at this moment, Li Jiancheng has fallen into a state of enchantment, and Yiqiē follows his inner obsession and the instinct in the depths of his soul.

As the hand continued to play with her plumpness, the desire in her heart was constantly expanding.

"Hmm!"

The delicate body continued to rise and fall, her face blushed with shame, her delicate body gradually became hot, her reason remained, but her body was completely out of her control, and there was a shameful wetness between her two strands. (To be continued)