A red dress is like a sunset, hair is like black silk, and a little golden fire is burning in the center of the eyebrows.

The Sanxiao sisters, each with their own beauty, are the most beautiful women Chunyang has ever seen, but when he saw the person in front of him, he knew that there was such an extremely beautiful existence.

"Its shape is also, fluttering like a frightening Hong, graceful like a swimming dragon, Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine. The hair is like the moon covered by light clouds, and the fluttering is like the snow of the flowing wind. Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow. Forced to observe it, the scorching waves appeared.

The fiber is heartfelt, and the fit is shortened. If the shoulders are cut, the waist is as plain. Stretch the neck of the show, the quality of the dew, the fragrance is not added, the lead Huafu Yu. The clouds are elegant, the eyebrows are trimmed, the lips are long, and the teeth are fresh. Bright eyes are good, Jing assists in inheriting power, beautiful posture, and quiet and leisurely. Tenderness and flattery in words. The strange clothes are magnificent, and the bone image should be pictured.

The brilliance of the cloth, the brilliance of the Yaobi. Wear gold and emerald jewelry, embellished with pearls to show off your body. Practice the literature of the long journey, and drag the light of the fog. The fragrance of the faint orchid is stumbling in the corner of the mountain.

So he suddenly indulged in the body, in order to play. Leaning on the left and picking the flag, the right shade the laurel flag. Hold your wrist in the gods and pick the turbulent Xuanzhi. ”

couldn't help but say, Chunyang opened his mouth and said, even if he was fixed by her, he was overwhelmed by the beauty of her country at the moment when she revealed her figure.

"Hehe!" The woman covered her mouth and chuckled, she was extremely cute for a while, and her green and white jade-like fingers tapped on Chunyang's head, and said, "You little guy has a good literary talent, and the export is a chapter!"

Being touched by the woman's finger, Chunyang suddenly sobered up, he was not confused, but out of intoxication with beautiful things, fascinated.

"Seniors are poor Dao Donghua, disciples of the Pure Yang Peak of the Taibai Sword Sect, I have seen the seniors" Pure Yang frowned and asked, revealing his identity as a disciple of the Taibai Sword Sect between his words, hoping to make her scruple about it. And he didn't understand, why would someone be here and set a trap? And this place can only be entered under the condensation, and this woman can use inexplicable means to fix him, it is definitely the existence above the condensation!

"Taibai Sword Sect, hehe! That's really good!" As soon as she heard the Taibai Sword Sect, the woman's tone was instantly full of murderous aura, and Chunyang felt that the temperature in the hall had dropped a lot.

"It's not good! It seems that this woman has a grudge against my Taibai Sword Sect, and this is the end of it. Chunyang screamed secretly in his heart, and his heart was a little hairy.

As if seeing Chunyang's thoughts, the woman said with a little disdain: "Don't worry, you are a little disciple of the White Sword Sect, I will not kill you to vent my anger." ”

Even if the woman said this, Chunyang's heart was still relieved, and he was fixed by a person who had an enmity with his own sect, even though the other party was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, it would not make him feel a sense of security. So he opened his mouth to change the subject: "I don't know what my predecessors need me to do?"

"Senior?" the woman frowned and said with a little anger, "Senior?"

"Forehead ······" Chunyang was choked all of a sudden, his predecessors had something to do with cultivation, not with age! But he didn't dare to say this to the woman, so he said stubbornly: "Fairy, I don't know if the fairy lives in the poor road, what are the requirements?"

The woman nodded with satisfaction and smiled, and the grace of that moment almost plundered the mind of Pure Yang!, "For your sake, I'll tell you." If people want to be reborn, they need your pure yang energy!" The woman said coquettishly, with a slightly coquettish tone, coupled with the woman's own peerless appearance, even a virtuous monk is estimated to sink.

Chunyang subconsciously wanted to agree, and a bell rang in his mind, and Chunyang suddenly woke up. What is that pure yang qi? It is not the energy of Yuan Yang, let alone Yang Qi, but a trace of Origin Qi contained in the foundation of the Great Sun Dao! It is the pure Yang cultivation of the Pure Yang Sutra, and after many times of chance creation, it has been reborn, and it is finally possible to cultivate such a trace of it! It is the origin and future of a body of mana! It can be said that if this trace of pure yang qi is gone, pure yang will have to spend a hundred times more effort to re-cultivate a trace, and more importantly, this trace of pure yang qi contains great creation, and with the pure yang part of the Xuangong creation in it, how can it be compared with outsiders!

Pure Yang was about to open the building and refuse, and suddenly realized that there was a word "rebirth" in the words spoken by the woman, could it be that now the woman is not a living being, but a ghost? But there is no trace of yin, ghosts and death?

Chun Yang's brows tightened, his mind turned, and then, the first thing the woman said came to Chun Yang's heart, "Little guy, you are so naughty! Sister's bed was almost broken by you!"

"The only thing that can be called a bed here is the black stone platform, if that black stone platform is her bed, then she won't enter from the outside! And there are no other creatures here except the Fire Devouring Heavenly Wu?" Countless thoughts flashed in Chun Yang's heart, and all kinds of clues were spliced together by him.

"No, the Fire Devouring Heavenly Crow must have fallen, otherwise where did this island come from?"

"If it wasn't the Fire Devouring Heavenly Crow, what would it be?" Chun Yang's inference was stuck, he couldn't understand this, and he couldn't help but start guessing boldly. "Perhaps, that fire-devouring Tianwu was pregnant with a child before it ascended? However, if Tianwu was pregnant, who was Tianwu's husband? I haven't heard of anyone who came to save Tianwu for thousands of years?"

Just when Chunyang was thinking about who the woman was, the woman said, "If you don't speak, my sister will take it as your acquiescence!"

Pure Yang's face was shocked, and he desperately encouraged the mana of his whole body to collide with the confinement under the woman! However, although the mana of Pure Yang is strong, it is much more than the same level in terms of quality and quantity, but compared with the woman, it is still the difference between heaven and earth, and the immobilized power is like a giant island of immortal mountains in the sea, facing the impact of the waves, standing still!

Through the inner layer of the single robe and the outer robe, when the woman's jade hand fell on his lower abdomen, his first feeling turned out to be the smoothness and tenderness of the woman's jade hand. Then, there seemed to be a suction force generated from the woman's hand, attracting the trace of pure yang qi hidden in the Great Sun Daoji.

However, when the woman was trying to sense the existence of pure yang qi, a suction force was also generated in the Dari Daoji, although the suction force was weak, far inferior to the suction of the woman's palm, but it had some kind of mysterious ability, and in an instant, it actually fixed the woman and began to suck and plunder a pure golden blood aura from the woman's body!

The woman shouted in horror: "No!"

Those spiritual lights are small drops of pure golden blood beads, each drop is like melted pure gold, revealing an extremely noble aura, which seems to make all demons worship and all beings rise and fall!

Those pure gold blood beads didn't contain much in the woman's body, just a few breaths, and hundreds of spiritual lights were swallowed by the pure yang Great Sun Dao Root. After those blood beads entered the Great Sun Dao Foundation, they fused together and condensed into ten drops of pure golden blood.

Those ten drops of blood floated in the Great Sun Daoji, releasing some kind of fluctuation and attracting some kind of being. However, with a single thought, ten breaths appeared in the Great Sun Dao Base, merged into ten drops of golden blood, and turned into ten drops of egg-shaped dust-sized life, flew out of the Great Sun Dao Base, and fell into the Yuan Essence.

A stream of red gas overflowed from the pores of Chunyang's body, enveloping the two of them.

With a "crackling" sound, the imprisoned power in the pure yang body was dissolved, and the power of action was restored. And when the pure yang recovered, the suction of the Great Sun Daoji disappeared, and the woman also regained her freedom, but the disappearance of the pure golden blood in her body made her extremely weak, and she couldn't carry a trace of mana, weaker than a mortal woman!

The two of them were surrounded by red gas, like mortals, and their mana could not be transported, so they naturally inhaled the gas into their bodies between natural breaths. Gradually, a kind of scorching power was born in the lower abdomen of Pure Yang, and infinite desires began to impact the mind, but at this moment, Pure Yang's Dao Sword was quiet, unusual, and did not extinguish desire.

Like Chunyang, the woman's face was also red at this time, her eyes were slightly closed, her body was unstable on her feet, and her body was about to fall as soon as her legs were weak.

When Chunyang saw the woman fall to the ground, he quickly reached out and held the woman in his arms.

The beauty is in her arms, her nose is fragrant, and she looks at the red face of the stunning beauty in her arms, and the desire in her heart can no longer be suppressed!

Pick up the woman by the waist and gently place her on the black stone platform, the clothes are flying, yin and yang are combined, and the way of heaven is running.

Ten seeds of life are mixed in the essence of Yuanyang, merge into the sea of Yuanyin, take root in the palace of life, and life begins to be conceived.

The two of them, who have undergone one of the most important transformations in their lives, are sleeping deeply at the moment.