The secret technique of chasing corpses from the corpse cave is quite strange. It can not only control these female corpses, but also generate temperature in their bodies, and even cover up the dead energy on their bodies and inject vitality. There are some taboo methods that can make giant-level characters. Can't tell if she's a human or a corpse
Using these once-disastrous female corpses to kill is definitely a very terrifying thing, and many times it can make men die silently and gracefully.
"By the way, Feng Ergou, how do you know her name is Yao Ji?" Bi Ningshuai asked curiously.
Feng Feiyun's voice was a little strange, and he coughed twice: "There was a relationship once."
"It's as simple as just being a one-sided relationship?" Bi Ningshuai didn't believe Feng Feiyun's words.
"You'd better not ask too much, I always feel that this woman has a big problem..." Feng Feiyun felt a light staring at him, this feeling is very clear, more than the messy spiritual sense just now clear.
Yao Ji's pair of star eyes bloomed with radiance and jade, and stopped slightly, just like a fairy cloud stopped. The delicate white porcelain cheeks turned and stared at Feng Feiyun. This look was full of amorous feelings. The cultivator poured a piece directly, and many people seemed to be inhaling the incense, their bodies were soft, and their bones were numb.
Bi Ningshuai's lips trembled and said, "She... her eyes are so powerful, as if they can emit electricity, few men can block her eyes."
Feng Feiyun held Bi Ningshuai's arm so that he would not fall to the ground, and looked at Yao Ji through a layer of black gauze. Although she was wearing a hat, she always felt that she had given her identity to him. make out.
This woman is so mysterious that it is impossible to fathom what she is thinking.
Yao Ji's eyes only stayed on Feng Feiyun's body for a breath, then he smiled slightly, and then floated away, the Xia Wei on his body was holy, fresh and elegant, but it concealed the cold and seductiveness in his bones.
She climbed the white marble steps and entered a jade palace next to the battle platform. Although she had gone far, the air still had a faint fragrance on her body, like the delicate smell of white roses.
"Why is she here?" Feng Feiyun stared at her elegant back.
"Let's go, let's go and sit in the Jade Palace, and exchange feelings with her." Bi Ningshuai was very excited, pulling Feng Feiyun to go to the Jade Palace.
Feng Feiyun said, "Only people with high status and status can enter that jade palace, we can't enter."
Next to each battle platform, there is a jade hall. Only monks who have special status and do not want to be recognized can enter it. Many big figures of the Immortal Sect master level choose to rest in it while watching the battle.
Of course, some kings and overlords of the younger generation with strong cultivation bases can also enter the Jade Palace, ready to take the stage at any time and face the world's talents.
After Yao Ji entered the Jade Palace, there were several kings of the younger generation who were immortal and daoist. They followed into the Jade Palace. They were all dumped by Yao Ji's American capital and wanted to strike up a conversation.
Naturally, Bi Ningshuai wanted to go, but he was not qualified to enter the Jade Palace, so he could only go there and sigh.
At this moment, on the yellow-named battle stage, two young talents with good cultivation are fighting, both of whom are in the first realm of destiny. radiant.
Soon, one of the teenagers was defeated, his body was pierced by lightning, he was severely injured, and then he was knocked out by a palm and fell to the bottom of the hundred-step stone ladder.
"war!"
At this moment, there are hundreds of young talents with good cultivation, rushing from the bottom of the stone steps to the top, each of them scrambling to fight on the stone steps, and in the end there is only one bearded man. The first to rush up and board the battle platform.
After Dahan climbed the battle platform, the formation pattern of the battle platform was closed again, and the other young monks had to retreat in disappointment.
This is a competitive and stimulating battle. It is not an easy task to get on the battlefield. Many young monks fell on the stone ladder with blood splattered three feet.
"Haha! I still run fast." The big man was nearly three meters tall, with long hair all over his body, his arms were full of muscle pimples, as hard as an iron block, and he was holding a square with a thick mouth in his hand. Tian Hua Ji stepped on the ground, causing the battle platform to roar.
Feng Feiyun and Bi Ningshuai felt familiar, and it took them a long time to recognize this fellow, it wasn't Wang Meng!
I haven't seen him for a year or two, but this guy has grown a lot taller, almost unrecognizable.
"I am a disciple of Vientiane Pagoda, a disciple of the master of Wu Pagoda, Wang Meng, my brother taught me." Wang Meng smiled honestly and honestly.
Bi Ningshuai couldn't believe his eyes, "Nima, what did this fellow grow up on? Why do I feel that he is not a young generation at all?"
"In fact, he is less than seventeen years old." Feng Feiyun was also a little unacceptable, paused, and said, "When he is still growing, he should still grow taller."
"..." Bi Ning said handsomely.
The young man standing opposite Wang Meng was an outstanding disciple of an immortal sect in Dizi Mansion. He was wearing a white spiritual robe and holding a simple sword inlaid with spiritual stones. How can a savage come out, really think that just by your looks, you can marry Princess Luofu?"
Wang Meng smiled honestly and said, "I don't want to marry a princess, I want to help my uncle regain the throne of God King."
"Who is your uncle?" the boy in white asked.
Wang Meng was immediately awe-inspiring, he straightened his chest covered with black hair, and said, "My uncle is the first genius of the Shenjin Dynasty, the son of the demon, Feng Feiyun."
As soon as Wang Meng's words fell, many monks below the battlefield burst into laughter.
On the battle stage, the boy in white also sneered and said sarcastically: "Haha! What a bastard that was born on the first day, and has already died so that not even scum is left."
Wang Meng suddenly became displeased, and shouted, "Do you have the guts to say another word?"
This loud shout, like a thunderbolt, shocked the young man in white to step back three steps in a row, and his ears were buzzing.
The boy in white also became cautious, and said solemnly: "As long as any talented and handsome man must have good luck, he won't fall so easily. Feng Feiyun died in the palace of the gods, and there is no bone left, which can only show that he is angry. Luck is not strong enough, talent is not high enough."
"Fuck you are courting death, what a heroic character Laozi and Shishu are, how can you comment at will?" Wang Meng was so anxious that his hair stood on end.
The boy in white sneered and said, "A shit hero, if it wasn't because he was lucky enough to be appreciated by the old god king, he would at most be a scum that everyone yelled at. I don't know how many people want to kill him and then hurry up."
"Fuck you, you're jealous of my uncle's ability to hold a pillar of nine dragons!"
puff!
Hearing these words, Feng Feiyun almost fell to the ground, Wang Meng was too careless when he spoke, and it was Jiulong Baozhu, who the hell spread this out
Wang Meng rushed out directly, the skin of his body seemed to be flowing with metallic luster, and a huge impact burst out.
"Bang!"
It was just a collision, which directly knocked the boy in white, like a mountain mounted on his body, half of the bones on his body shattered, he vomited blood, and fell to the ground hundreds of meters away, almost fall to death.
This Sweaty body is too powerful, and its strength is not trivial.
"Howl!" Wang Meng roared loudly, and the sound shocked the whole audience to be deaf, "Who the fuck doesn't agree, just come and fight."
Swish!
A figure flying over with a sword, dressed in snow-white leather armor, with flames in both hands, and a fairy light to protect the body, but before his feet landed on the battlefield, he was punched and flew out by Wang Meng, his chest was blurred, and he flew out. It took hundreds of meters to fall to the ground, like a dead dog.
Wang Meng was born with divine power, and now his power is even greater. I don't know how many tens of thousands of kilograms of power have been bred on a pair of fists, and few people can block his punch.
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Next to the battle platform with the yellow name, in the Jade Palace.
Yao Jiyu's elegant face, shrouded in holy light, without a trace of dust, slowly walked to the heights of the Jade Palace, standing gracefully on the edge of the vermilion railing, like a green lotus in the nine heavens, and said in a soft voice: "Your Highness Princess , stay safe?"
In a corner of the Jade Palace, there is a hazy spiritual light, and the light and rain are flying inside, and a slender shadow can be vaguely seen sitting inside.
"It's you!" In the hazy aura, Princess Luofu's voice came, like an oriole singing softly, which was especially wonderful.
Yao Ji smiled sweetly, her beautiful eyes misty, and said, "Of course it's the slave family! The slave family knows that Her Royal Highness has something to worry about, so I came to help Her Royal Highness."
The aura of the Dragon Emperor was dancing around Princess Luofu's body, her voice was cold and arrogant, and she said, "You can't help me with this matter! The fight for the throne of Emperor Jin has already fallen to the absolute bottom, and it will be difficult to reverse the situation."
"That's not necessarily true." Yao Ji smiled softly: "Your Highness the Princess needs to understand that you still have the biggest trump card."
"Who?" Princess Luofu said.
Yao Ji's eyes were filled with smoke, and he slowly spit out three words, "Feng Feiyun."
Princess Luofu gave a rare sigh and said, "Feng Feiyun is indeed a person who can control the situation in the capital of God, but unfortunately he is already dead."
Yao Ji's fingers were like a handful of green onions, pinching his hair gently, with a mysterious smile on his face, and said, "But no one has seen his body."
"God King Ling was fished out of the magma, which is enough to prove that he is dead."
Yao Ji shook his head and said with a smile: "Miaogui's finger is a sacred treasure of Senluo Temple, and the Heavenly Fire Liaoyuan Great Array cannot refine it, but the Miaogui's finger cannot be found in the magma. Where did it go?"
Princess Luofu narrowed her apricot eyes, revealing a thoughtful look.
"He still has at least three treasures on his body, and the Heavenly Fire Liaoyuan Array can't be refined, but none of them have been found. Haha! He won't die so easily, but it's just a trick he used to escape." Yao Ji said.
Princess Luofu said: "Miaogui's finger is the sacred treasure of Senluo Temple. How did you know? You seem to know a lot about him?"
"Haha! Someone is coming." Yao Ji's skin is as jade, and his body is covered with celestial rays, like a beautiful Taoist saint.
But Princess Luofu was very clear about her details, and she was very guarded against her, so she would not easily believe her words.
dong dong!
Three immortal young kings ascended to the Jade Palace, and they walked over in a graceful manner. Yao Ji's beautiful back at the side of the hall is like seeing a heavenly man.