The demon clan outside the territory is different from the demon cultivators. Instead of calling them demon clan, it is better to call them alien race.
The world of self-cultivation is divided into three thousand worlds, upper, middle and lower, but the monsters outside the territory live in nothingness outside the world of self-cultivation. Their cultivation does not require spiritual power, but relies on the power of blood and the energy of chaos.
The monks call these alien races foreign monsters, but they themselves think that they are descendants of ancient gods and demons, born with racial talent and divine power, completely different from fragile human babies, so for monks who absorb the aura of heaven and earth to cultivate He is very contemptuous and thinks that human monks are pariahs from the lower world.
Ordinary monks have very little chance of being able to contact foreign monsters. It is necessary to know that monks who have cultivated to the Nascent Soul can cut through the void for a short time, and can truly walk in the void when they transform into gods. .
For most monks, monsters from outside the territory are legends, and they are very terrifying legends.
But again, for high-ranking monks, foreign monsters are very good puppet materials, and the weak and beautiful ones are often captured by humans and sold at high prices as concubines.
The blood hair and skin of foreign monsters can improve the quality of the pill, and it is even very helpful for refining equipment.
There are infinite treasures in the void, which make monks yearn for endlessly.
Every three hundred years, there will be a Sanxian who is capable of opening the cracks in the void, and with his supreme cultivation base, releases a magic weapon that allows people below Huashen to walk in the void for half a year, allowing the peerless genius among monks to enter with the magic weapon, looking for opportunities, Fight with alien monsters.
However, once the cultivators below Huashen lose their magical artifacts, they will not survive for half an hour in the void, so every time the cultivators enter, they often fight each other for treasures.
Especially with the excuse of foreign monsters as natural enemies, those disciples of top forces who would never dare to offend them have also become hunting targets. Who knows whether you will die at the hands of monks or under the hands of monsters.
Those who survived the three-hundred-year war in the void are all the best. The geniuses among geniuses amazed an era. They either succeeded in ascension, or created a powerful force and became the masters that all cultivators looked up to.
Xin Ye, as a royal family among foreign monsters, is even more precious. The three hundred years of disputes have almost nothing to do with him, just like those loose immortals who advocate everything in the cultivation world, detached from the outside world.
Similarly, this makes Xin Ye disdain for cultivators hundreds of times more than ordinary demon nobles. Ordinary demon nobles regard human cultivators as pariahs, and even treat human cultivators as human beings. In Xin Ye's eyes, they are ants.
What is even more hateful than Huluo Pingyang being bullied by dogs is that the god of heaven was actually stepped on the face by an ant.
The secret method Xin Ye cultivated is not the best time to break through at this moment. If he breaks through now and leaks a little bit of his cultivation, he will definitely suffer backlash, but Xin Ye can't care about so much anymore.
That kind of aggrieved, that kind of resentment, no one can understand.
"Chu Wuqing, you should bear the wrath of God"
"ah"
Xin Ye let out a scream, a scream that didn't fit his identity.
This kind of screaming belonged to the wild woman of the mountain village, to the reckless husband, to the inferior human cultivator who only heard her name and dared to look up to him, but it definitely did not belong to a royal family of gods and demons.
Where there is half a point of dignity, where there is half a point of contempt for the common people.
But this sound, just subconsciously, belongs to the instinct of life, an instinct that no one or any creature can escape, and has nothing to do with birth or status.
As a direct descendant of the royal family, Xin Ye has seen too many beauties, even his own appearance is extremely gorgeous, it can be said that he is already immune to the word beauty, but at this moment, all the girls he has seen in a thousand years of life are opening their eyes. subversive in the eyes.
He has seen thousands of mountains covered with emerald greens, and the majestic and majestic peaks of the gods are not comparable to the long eyebrows raised contemptuously in front of him.
He has seen fairy peaches in Yaochi, which are scorching thousands of miles away, and they are not comparable to the arrogantly raised corners of his lips in front of him.
He has seen Dao Lake turbulent, with thousands of images, but nothing compared to the eye wave of the person in front of him
It seems that only when you see the young man in front of you can you understand what is true beauty and what is an extraordinary creation.
What is the ancient saying "adding one point will make it long, and subtracting one point will make it short" cannot be described by any words.
"No," Xin Ye suddenly realized something in a blink of an eye. The person in front of him was not a hallucination that he had lost his way, but the Chu Wuqing he hated the most, the person he wanted to destroy.
But at the moment of realization, it was too late, and that ray of cultivation had already been sent out.
Chu Wuqing knew that Xin Ye must be scolding him in his heart, but so what, he liked the way other people scolded him to death in his heart but couldn't resist, it was very interesting to tease him.
Originally, he thought that Xin Ye would yell at him when he approached, but the miracle is that this time Xin Ye didn't make a sound.
"No way, it was broken just like that." Chu Wuqing sneered, he couldn't do it, the legendary monsters from outside the territory would be so fragile, especially this one was one of the royal family.
The most important thing is, as his master, I didn't feel that his shield was irreparably damaged. Could it be that he was holding back a big move, or thinking of some new words to scold him
Chu Wuqing felt very happy when he thought that the royal family among the majestic monsters would one day not only serve as his shield, but also be poor at swearing words.
No matter how much Xin Ye hates, he can only obediently obey his orders. As for the future, he won't live for three hundred years, so he doesn't care about future revenge.
Chu Wuqing stayed in front of Xin Ye, smiled and stretched out her foot, wanting to kick him, to see what kind of interesting reaction Xin Ye would have.
When his toes almost touched it, the inactive human shield flew up.
But the time for the body to hang in the air was extremely short, but in an instant, Xin Ye's body sank back to the ground from the air again.
A large amount of blood poured out from Xin Ye's mouth, and if he wanted to take back the cultivation base that was sent out, he would have to pay a greater price.
Chu Wuqing's eyes narrowed, it turned out that he was not thinking of some new vocabulary, but wanted to break free from his shackles.
But the bloodline contract he made was owned by Yiyi in the previous life, so how could he break free, it was just a waste of effort.
No need to think about it, Chu Wuqing can know what Xin Ye must be cursing in his heart at this moment, the kind of aggrieved being bound by the human beings he despises the most, presumably his soul has been clicked in his heart hundreds of times lamp.
But so what, no matter how beautiful he thinks, the reality is as cruel as ever. Chu Wuqing stepped on Xin Ye's arm and smiled lightly: "Xiao Hong, Xiao Hong, why do you want to do something meaningless? Why do you hate me so much? You should thank me. It’s not because of me. You have already become someone else’s elixir in a bottle, a decoration on a magic weapon. The opportunity to seal it can be used quickly." It also cost a huge price of hundreds of high-grade spirit stones.
Chu Wuqing's foot stepped on Linyi's arm, and then moved to his chest little by little. The gap between Foundation Establishment and Transformation God was like a natural moat. Even if Chu Wuqing used all his cultivation, he couldn't break Xin Ye's fur , I don't even feel a little bit of pain, just itching like a feather, scratching it lightly.
Scratching his chest repeatedly, it brought an electric touch, and it seemed that even the air became hot and dry.
Looking up at this angle, you can even see the silver hair falling down, the small mouth opening and closing, and the red tongue slightly exposed when opening and closing. I don’t know if the feeling of the hair sweeping across the chest is the same as that of the toes, which makes people’s hearts boil. stand up.
Xin Ye felt a little dizzy, as if he was in the clouds, but then he was a little angry. He is a majestic demon, how could he show such emotions to a human teenager.
However, when Chu Wuqing's feet slipped down his chest little by little, he couldn't help breathing harder, and even his earlobes turned red. He even had a thought that seemed absurd to him in the past, hoping that the boy Move your feet down a little more, hoping to be trampled on.
hateful
he doesn't want to be
Xin Ye said with great difficulty: "Bitch, pariah, take your feet away." The tone was clearly disdainful, but there was a guilty conscience that couldn't be concealed.
Extremely contradictory.
Xin Ye thought that Chu Wuqing would definitely retort, and according to Chu Wuqing's temperament, because of his resistance, he would step on it harder on purpose, or even sit on his hand directly, admiring the angry look of ridiculing him, Then reach out and pat his face
But, no. He has no expectations, no fantasies, and no regrets.
Is the deity that kind of person
This is very wrong, Xin Ye tried to say again: "Untouchable, if you don't take it back, when the deity is unsealed, you will definitely" those vicious words that have been endless in the past, but at this moment they can't go on anyway. , like a fishbone stuck in his throat, he couldn't spit it out, drowning out his voice.
This deity will definitely tie you to the bed and let you bear the feeling of being do whatever you want but being unable to resist.
Xin Ye operated the exercises to calm himself down. He uttered words and attacks several times, but Chu Wuqing didn't respond. This was very wrong, and a terrible guess arose in Xin Ye's heart.
However, this conjecture has not yet been confirmed, Chu Wuqing's hand has already pressed his chest, fiddled with the place where he was injured by the thunder and lightning, and for a while, the distance between the two was unprecedentedly close.
It's close enough to feel Chu Wuqing's breath, and it seems that as long as he raises his head slightly, he can kiss the red lips that always spout evil words, and catch the tongue hidden behind the fine white teeth.
Chu Wuqing's gaze was very cold, so cold that there was no trace of warmth, but Xin Ye felt that his whole body was scalded, his cheeks were flushed, his heart couldn't beat under the blockade, but he could hear a clear pulse.
For the first time in Mosheng, there is a desire for a human being, a little closer, a little closer
However, just as Chu Wuqing was getting closer and closer, Xin Ye thought that if he could breathe, such a distance would definitely be able to wrap Chu Wuqing, and when the breath was lingering, Xin Ye noticed that an unknown breath was approaching. .
This breath is very strange, as if appearing out of thin air, even he has not noticed when it is approaching, the appearance now is more like a deliberate leak, or the other party is like him, suddenly unable to control his emotions, it was exposed .
Xin Ye couldn't judge what was going on with this aura, but he could feel a complete crisis from this aura. Now that his cultivation base is blocked, it is enough to make him afraid
The visitor is not good.
Different from the monsters from outside the territory, it is the aura that really belongs to the demon cultivator. It penetrates the darkness and can instantly deprive a monk of his spiritual power. Even his physical body can only block it for a moment.
Xin Ye wanted to remind, "Chu Wuqing, someone has been secretly observing you." But when the words came out, Chu Wuqing's expression did not change at all, and the previous guess became a fact.
He can see now, but he can't communicate with his consciousness.
"The third, the sixth, the seventeenth Chu family," murmured, with a casual smile, except for Xin Ye, no one could detect, "there is the last one left."