Chapter 272: The Poison in the Blood and the Slap in the First Awakening

How could the soul destroyer listen to her, in addition to the skirt of her lower body, she threw it into the hole casually, and the light and fluttering belt drifted far away with the night wind before falling.

The soul destroyer is busy untying her robe, so she will be here with a sword and a step, and she will be corrected on the spot.

The movements of the two of them were already very large, the skirts of the jumpsuit were all faded, and in the struggle, they couldn't help but put their calves on the waist of the soul destroyer, and their skin was extremely white in the night.

In the silence of the night, there were the men's rapid gasps, the rubbing of clothes, and the low sobs of women, full of sloppiness.

He sucked into the small mouth of the jumpsuit, thinking that it was the most delicious fairy syrup jade liquid he had ever tasted in his life.

It's just that...... Why so little?

The next moment, he forgot about this question, the liquid that flowed into his mouth seemed to contain endless energy, as if it was the essence of the real starry sky, countless times purer than the star stones in the Star Palace, compared to it, what was the legendary Star Dome Crystal?

In just an instant, he felt that countless energy had been infused into his body.

After just one sip, he was drunk, his gray eyebrows floated, his eyebrows kept squeezing, he was intoxicated, and he looked extremely weird.

Lianyi couldn't see his face, and he couldn't see Lianyi's face, so he didn't notice it, Xu Yourong opened his eyes.

She looked silently at the stone walls of the cave. I don't know why, before she reached the abyss of death, she was suffering from such humiliation and cruelty, and her expression was still very calm, as if she still had time to think about something else.

Time passed slowly, but it was so determined. It's intimidating.

Suddenly, the jumper's eyebrows furrowed slightly, as she realized that she seemed to have miscalculated.

Even if he can kill this hateful old thief, the true element in his body will be cleaned up by the other party, and he will be insulted by this person.

This time, there was real remorse in her eyes, although it was very light, but after all, there was some regret.

She didn't want to die like this, and she didn't want to die when the corpse of this old thief would still be pressed on her body.

However, it is like the trajectory of fate in the starry sky. Once you start running. It can never be stopped.

It's a decision she makes, her plan, and once it starts to be implemented, she becomes part of it. There is no longer a way to stop the ending.

Is this your own fate?

She thought quietly.

Luck. It can't be changed.

No matter what kind of monk. All think so.

But some people don't think so.

For example, chaotic stars, such as those who have to change their fate.

Lian Yiming thought that his fate could not be changed, so he could only die with the thief, and finally became a pair of corpses in the cliff cave that no one found. But I forgot that there was another person in this cave.

A hand was raised in front of her eyes, taking her gaze and slowly moving towards her neck.

This hand is not big, the nails are very clean, the fingers are slender, and they are usually warm, but at this time it is very cold, and there is still star snow in the fingers.

The hand looked a little tired and weak, but it was so resolute, it passed through her black hair, brushed her earlobe, and landed on her neck.

The hand slowly but firmly covered Bai Hai's face, and then pushed outward.

......

......

Just like Yang Zhao who forgot his life in a coma, Soul Slayer never cared about the young cultivator who was covered in star frost.

Moreover, he was now intoxicated with the psychedelic supreme pleasure brought by the blood of the witch spirit and the obscene^ breath, and he was unguarded, so he was pushed away by the hand.

There was silence in the cave, and Soul Slayer looked at Yang Zhao with a somewhat stunned expression, and after a while, he realized what had happened and felt that something was wrong.

At this time, there was still a drop of saliva on the corner of his lips, with that somewhat distorted pale face, it looked extremely disgusting, and just when the drop of saliva was about to drip, he woke up and rolled the tip of his tongue into his lips in a little panic.

For him who wants to practice the secret method of the Star Hall and break through the Heavenly Demon Realm, every drop of True Yuan Essence in the dress is a precious treasure, where can it be wasted, but this picture is even more disgusting.

I don't know why, he felt that the base of his tongue was a little sweet, but the tip of his tongue was a little numb, and he thought to himself, could this be the taste of witch spirit essence?

In this process, Yang Zhao held on to the stone wall of the cliff cave and sat up with difficulty. He was so weak at this time, it seemed that he would fall again as soon as a gust of wind blew, how could he defeat the enemy.

Soul Slayer felt some numbness on his face, reached out and touched it, and found that there were some water stains on it, and then looked at Yang Zhao's palm, and found that his palm was also covered with star snow, and couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Without warning, he pointed a finger through the air, and an aura containing a terrifying star dome shot directly at Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao seemed to have just subconsciously slapped a sword over, but a purple mirror instantly formed in the air in front of the sword.

The aura of the star dome touched this mirror, and with a snorting sound, it turned into green smoke and dispersed at the same time.

The eyes of the soul destroyer narrowed even more, and he looked at him and said with a strange smile: "You, a human being, actually have such a secret method, thinking that you can block me with the crape myrtle star dome?"

Crape Myrtle Star Dome is a secret method left by the legendary Ziwei Xingjun in the Middle Ages, according to legend, that Ziwei Xingjun was born with the essence of innate purple qi, and after becoming a star monarch, he actually stargazed and became enlightened, and then created a secret method, so he opened a mountain and built a faction in Ziwei Immortal Domain, which was very powerful in its heyday, whether it was a demon or a fairy domain from all sides, he was unwilling to provoke lightly.

However, with the passage of time, the essence of the innate purple qi remained less and less, and the Ziwei Immortal Domain gradually weakened, and it had been attached to other star fields since the Middle Ages, and there had been no real masters or promising young monks for many years.

No one will underestimate a once glorious immortal realm, just like the Taixu Gate is divided into inner and outer doors, many big people know that no matter which sect there is, there is also a hidden gate, but they rarely walk the world.

This Star Hall cultivates the Star Dome, which naturally conflicts with the Ziwei Immortal Realm that cultivates the Ziwei Star Dome. There were also many conflicts back then, as the Soul Exterminator of the Star Hall Elder, he naturally knew a lot about the Ziwei Immortal Domain, looking at the purple qi void mirror formed by Yang Zhao's horizontal sword, he revealed his origin with a word, and at the same time, the killing intent in his heart suddenly increased a few points.

Lian Yiming looked at Yang Zhao's face in front of him, and thought to himself that he had obtained the secret method of the Ziwei Immortal Domain in the cultivation realm, no wonder the cultivation technique was so special, and it was so powerful.

Her vision was a little blurry, but she could clearly feel the tranquility in Yang Zhao's eyes. The situation is still critical. Yang Zhao was still seriously injured and weak, but she didn't know why, she suddenly felt that she could put her mind at ease and leave the rest of the matter to this young human cultivator.

"I didn't expect that. I was able to meet people from the Ziwei Immortal Domain in this world. I didn't even think of it. I need to kill one more of you before the plan is complete. ”

Soul Slayer looked at him and laughed weirdly, and said, "Fortunately, it's not too much trouble here. ”

After saying this. He turned his palm into a knife, brought up a star flame, and slashed at Yang Zhao's face without mercy.

Don't say that Yang Zhao was seriously injured and weak at this time, even if he was intact, it was impossible for him to be the opponent of this Star Hall Elder.

His awakening did not seem to make any sense, and it could even be said that he woke up at an inopportune time.

The True Yuan in his body had been depleted, and he couldn't even hold the Void Sword, let alone the Purple Void True Intent.

There was nothing he could do to stop the starfire, and the only thing he could do was lift the Void Sword and slam it into the other person's face.

He just woke up, he didn't know what was going on, and he didn't know who this young man in white was, he only knew that this young man was doing very cruel and disgusting things, the smile on this young man's face was a little stiff and weird, and the laughter was eerie and terrifying, and he didn't look like a good person, so ...... He was going to beat him.

The next moment, he might be blasted into slag by the starry flame of this young man in white, but he still wanted to hit him, as long as he could hit the other party's sinister and terrifying face, it could be regarded as not waking up in vain.

That's what Yang Zhao thinks and does.

But he didn't expect that the Void Sword in his hand would actually be able to hit the other party's face.

A crisp sound echoed through the quiet cave.

The back of the Void Sword struck the Soul Slayer in the face.

Although he swung his sword lightly and looked like he didn't have the slightest strength, his voice was very loud.

The slap was loud.

Soul Slayer froze, completely unaware of what was happening.

His palm was still halfway through, still a foot away from Yang Zhao, and those terrifying star flames on the edge of his palm were gradually extinguishing, looking a little desolate.

Why was this human monk's sword able to fall on his face? Why did his own body become so stiff? Why did the True Yuan in his body disappear in an instant? In an instant, countless questions poured into his mind, making him stunned and frightened.

The next moment, all those horrors were evident in his eyes. He twisted his neck with difficulty, looked down at the one-piece life beside Yang Zhao, and said the last sentence.

His voice was unusually hoarse and dry, his sentences were choppy, difficult to form, full of fear and despair: "Demon ...... Goblin...... Woman...... Body...... There is ...... in the body Poison!"

After saying this, he died.

The elder of the Star Palace, the powerhouse of the Heavenly Demon Realm, died in the cliff cave like this.

When he died, his body was extremely stiff, his right hand stayed in the air, and he couldn't even close his eyes, and his eyes glowed with a faint green, looking like a statue carved from jadeite rough without broken skin.

It's a weird and eerie picture.

The next moment, his skin began to fester, but the ulceration did not penetrate deep into the flesh and bones, but only occurred on the surface, gradually staining.

Some of them are beautiful, while others are disgusting.

Yang Zhao felt disgusted.

At this time, he realized that the old man had been poisoned by some kind of poison, but he didn't know when he was poisoned.

The strange smile on the old man's face was the cause of the toxin attack, and at that time, his divine consciousness had gradually separated from his body.

This poison is inevitably too fierce.

Immediately afterward, he remembered that there were still people in the cave and looked over.

The girl's dress was covered with blood, almost hiding its original white, and it had all faded, and her ordinary delicate expression was about to be covered by a weak and tired look, but her eyes were very cold.

He was stunned and asked, "Are you alright?" (to be continued......