Long Shiya opened his mouth slightly, with a look of surprise on his face. This six-color light mask was issued based on his own creation of the Six Absolute Heavenly Dao Formation. It has the effect of the fusion of six attributes, so he can clearly feel the light inside it. The attack of Zhou Xiaopang, who turned into a purple figure, was much more terrifying than his original prediction. That is by no means the power that a Heavenly Jewel Master with a six-Jewel cultivation level should have.
Zhou Xiaopang, who had lost his mind, was only attacking with the most primitive instinct at this time. His hands were in the shape of dragon claws, shining with a majestic purple light. Every attack would produce an incomparably powerful piercing effect. The most frightening thing was the purple tail hook on his right foot, which was able to shake Long Shiya's Six Absolute Condensation Mask, and even showed some tiny cracks.
Didn't I raise a monster? This power is too strong. Long Shiya thought secretly in his heart.
The unawakened mind has been completely covered up by crazy and primitive desires, what he needs now is the process of final awakening. Long Shiya sighed secretly in his heart, his right hand touched the little witch's body, and the next moment, he had already sent her into the mask, and at the same time restrained Zhou Weiqing's body temporarily with the tyrannical wind restraint.
When she saw that purple figure rushing towards her, the little witch had already closed her eyes. At this moment, her heart was already dead. She knew that she had no chance of surviving the disaster.
At this moment, she was suddenly surprised to find that she had regained the ability to act, but the heavenly energy in her body had been completely sealed.
A wild and fiery breath sprayed on her delicate face, stimulating her body to tremble, and subconsciously opened her eyes.
The first thing that caught the little witch's eyes was a pair of wild purple eyes full of aggression. Those deep purple eyes gave people a feeling as if they came from hell. From his body, there was an almost irresistible heat, as if his body was about to be melted just by that gaze.
On his face, it seemed that there was a layer of fine scales, but there were no protrusions. Combined with those wild purple eyes, there was a kind of evil charm that made it easy to fall into it.
There is no hair on his upper body, not even a hair. Every muscle of his majestic body has clear lines, full of strength and beauty, and the whole body is surrounded by purple light, as if carved from a special kind of gemstone.
It can be said that the little witch has never heard of such a weird person, but for some reason, when she saw this man's face, she felt a strong sense of familiarity.
"Little girl, I'm sorry, I have to use you as a sacrifice to wake up his mind, but don't worry, I will protect your life." While speaking, Long Shiya waved his sleeves, carrying the six bonds between the little witch and Zhou Weiqing. The colorful light mask has brought them down on a flat ground in the crater.
Although Long Shiya is open-minded by nature, he can't just watch his apprentice do bad things.
It's no wonder that the little witch didn't recognize Zhou Weiqing. Zhou Weiqing has changed a lot compared to before. Apart from the purple layer on his body, his figure is a bit more majestic than when the little witch saw him. More calm. More critically, the texture of the scales on his body and the impact on himself after the fusion of these two powerful bloodline forces caused some subtle changes in his appearance.
These changes are superimposed together, coupled with the fact that the little witch is full of fear at this time, it is naturally impossible to recognize him at a glance. It is not easy to have that familiarity. After all, the aura emanating from Zhou Weiqing and It used to be completely different.
When Long Shiya said the word "sacrifice", the little witch nearly fainted. As a member of Tianxie Sect, how could she not know the meaning of "sacrifice"? The group of founders of the Heavenly Cult was trapped by this problem, which led to a drastic change of mind and was tolerated by the world.
It's over, it's really over, looking at Zhou Weiqing's incomparably strong body, and the dragon claws that seemed to be able to tear himself apart at any time, and that thick, straight, full of fierceness somewhere, the little witch's brain It is blank.
At this time, Long Shiya lifted the restraint on Zhou Weiqing.
The woman's breath rushed into Zhou Weiqing's nostrils at the first moment. At this time, he only had instinct, almost subconsciously, and he threw the little witch to the ground.
The little witch didn't struggle at all. She knew that doing so would be futile and would only bring more harm to herself. To be more precise, at this time, she was completely stunned, feeling powerless, shame, and The pain made her wish she could die immediately. However, although she regained her ability to move, under Long Shiya's deliberate control, she couldn't use any strength. Even if she wanted to commit suicide, she didn't have the ability to commit suicide.
Hot, when Zhou Weiqing hugged the little witch's body, the first thing she felt was a strong hot feeling. The blazing heat from Zhou Weiqing seemed to melt her in an instant. This feeling is definitely not painful. On the contrary, the wild aura emanating from Zhou Weiqing made the little witch's originally blank brain suddenly produce a burst of pain. A very strange feeling.
The breath on Zhou Weiqing's body is not only not unpleasant, but has a special temptation, it is a faint fragrance, it seems to smell very elegant, but after inhaling it, the little witch only feels that the blood in her whole body is burning violently , an indescribable blazing heat rose from his body at the same time.
When Zhou Weiqing had just awakened his natal bead, he transformed into a demon and made Shangguan Bing'er a sacrifice, becoming his own dzi master. At that time, he spewed out a mouthful of black mist, which was full of obscenity and evil, which made Shangguan Bing'er lost in it. And at this time, he possessed the fusion blood of the Dark Devilgod Tiger and the Giant Dragon at the same time. No matter which of these two great beasts, they were both extremely lewd by nature, how could the aura of fusion be so bad? It is much stronger than the most potent drugs, not to mention that the little witch is just a poor little virgin. How could it be possible to resist this kind of aura under such a situation where he was already strongly stimulated
There was an ear-piercing sound of breaking silk, and the dragon claws on Zhou Weiqing's hands did not disappear, but what is strange is that at this moment, his claws were moving fast, but they were as precise as a paw cutting a cow, and did not pierce any part of the little witch's skin. , but only in an instant, the two had already met each other completely and honestly.
Growls and moans intertwined into a moving melody. Compared with the first time when he needed sacrifices, there is no doubt that Zhou Weiqing is much stronger now, but the little witch who endured this wildness also has a strength close to that of the Seven Jewels. Her cultivation base and physical endurance are much better than that of Shangguan Bing'er back then, not to mention that she has the attribute of life, so her self-healing ability is naturally much better.
The little witch fell completely after keeping her sobriety for as long as possible. She couldn't resist the vague aura emanating from Zhou Weiqing's body at all. Huge wings spread out behind Zhou Weiqing's back, and his body was completely destroyed. Combined with the little witch. When the two of them touched each other skin to skin, Zhou Weiqing's hands and feet had already returned to normal condition, it seemed that even when he was losing his sanity, he still knew how to be kind.
Fatty Long was sitting at the crater, so he certainly couldn't go far away, he had to keep an eye on Zhou Weiqing's changes, and if there was any danger, it was better to rescue him as soon as possible. Of course, in order to ensure the life of the little witch, he had already asked the girl to give up the most precious thing. It would be too unreasonable to take her life.
Fatty Long was already thinking about what to give him as compensation.
However, at this moment, Fatty Long was very depressed, quite depressed. Although he could not see the specific situation inside the crater through the smoke erupting from the crater, the rough and tender voices of Zhou Weiqing and the little witch It is constantly stimulating his hearing.
"Damn fat, do you have any humanity! How can you bear to provoke a virgin who has been around for more than a hundred years, you little bastard." Long Shiya cursed angrily.
After a while, he laughed again, and shook his head helplessly, "Day, day, this kid is really powerful. The matter on Xueshen Mountain has not been resolved yet, and now he has provoked another Heavenly Evil Sect. Okay, very good, there is a vast palace at home. This kid will not unify the five holy places by stepping down a gun in the future, haha. I have been with this kid for a long time, and my thoughts are dirty. Bah Pooh."
If Zhou Weiqing could soberly hear what Fatty Long said, he would definitely refute it immediately, how could he be infected with this dirty thinking.
The movement inside the crater was suddenly high-pitched and passionate, and sometimes low-pitched whimpering, one after another, it seemed that even the smoke clouds on the crater were fluctuating with the ever-changing sounds.
For a whole day and night, the movement in the valley never stopped, and the most primitive voice made Long Dafatty even more troubled than paying attention to Zhou Weiqing's blood fusion in the previous thirty-six days.
The huge wings have enveloped the bodies of the two at some point, and a thick purple light mist is dancing around. Around this purple light mist, there is also a very light green layer, which is obviously due to the weak position .
The little witch's immature and delicate body had completely turned into a faint pink color in Zhou Weiqing's arms, and her mind had never been completely lost. There were climaxes one after another, filling up time and time again, and everything seemed completely different from what she expected. If he really died like this, it doesn't seem to be a particularly painful thing.