Xiuxian exchange system

"You guys go to practice too, just keep one person alone." Lai Wuhen looked at the eleven wives and had his own thoughts in his heart, but unfortunately his current physical condition did not allow it.

"Cut, don't you wish we had more people?" Yue Tianen gave Lai Wuhen an angry look.

"Later, I will definitely make it up later." Lai Wuhen smiled wryly.

"Okay, let Wuhen take a good rest for now, it's important for everyone to practice." After Leng Tianyue finished speaking, she disappeared from the spot.

"Wuhen, I also delayed some cultivation, and I won't accompany you recently." Xue Gulan said and left.

"You all go, my cultivation base is the lowest, and I am not afraid of wasting a little more time." Su Tingnan's cultivation base has reached the early stage of transformation, and her cultivation time is the shortest. realm.

I think she was just a mortal back then, if she hadn't met Lai Wuhen, she would have become a pile of loess long ago.

Shan Yiyi and others said a few words with Lai Wuhen, and they all left.

Naturally, they had a lot of things in their hearts that they wanted to say to Lai Wuhen, knowing that now was not the time, so they dismissed the idea.

"Ting Nan, it's you who treat me best." Lai Wuhen recovered a little bit of consciousness, and was able to forcefully raise his hand to touch Su Tingnan's face.

"Stop being so talkative, I guess you say this to everyone." Su Tingnan's words hit the nail on the head, but she let Lai Wuhen's big hand slip from her cheek.

"Have you practiced special exercises? Are you a little older?" Lai Wuhen's face was full of joy, this kind of joyful feeling was not much better than the advanced level of cultivation.

"Tch, haven't I eaten the permanent beauty pill? This appearance will not change at all." Su Tingnan was happy in it, and he was full of disdain for Lai Wuhen.

She also hadn't felt Lai Wuhen's hands in a hundred years, her face was disdainful, but her heart was a little confused.

"That's weird. Could it be that I have been in a coma for a hundred years and my hands have grown smaller?"

Blood Cloud Spiritual Domain, an unknown mountain range.

A mountain peak was flattened from the middle, and a tall tower pierced into the sky stood.

On the top floor of the tower, in a hall.

At the top sits a middle-aged man in a yellow robe, who has a late Mahayana cultivation.

Sitting next to him is a handsome young man with only the cultivation level of the initial stage of fusion, this person is Long Aotian.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, are you really not planning to make a move?" Long Aotian looked at the middle-aged man in yellow robe with a solemn expression.

"Fellow Daoist Long, you are like this now, why do you still think about revenge? A hundred years ago, the demon clan's huge offensive could not withstand the two blows of that weird warship. thing."

The middle-aged man in yellow robe has a look of disdain. If he hadn't received some kindness from Long Aotian back then, he would not have taken Long Aotian in at all.

One must know that on the day Long Aotian's body fell, he was expelled from the True Dragon Clan. It would take a long time for his cultivation to return to the peak period. The current Long Aotian has no use for him at all. value.

"If my prediction is correct, Long Manli's great catastrophe will come, and it will be a good time to do it. As for the strange warship, there is no need to worry about it. If it didn't happen that there were more than [-] Mahayanas at that time With a monk in the early stage, there is no way to drive it." Long Aotian tried to persuade.

As a monk of the Mahayana period of the real dragon clan, Long Manli didn't show any affection at all, and killed his body at the slightest disagreement. He had never hated someone so much.

"Even if the weird warship can't be driven, Leng Tianyue and Long Wanrong are both in the True Dragon Spirit City, and the mysterious things on them have to be guarded against. No matter how you calculate the various restrictions in Longling City, there is no certainty." The middle-aged man in the yellow robe seemed a little impatient.

"Fellow Daoist Huang can rest assured. Although I was expelled from the True Dragon Clan, there are still a few loyal confidants. I have never let their identities be exposed. It is not difficult to dismiss Long Wanrong. The True Dragon Spirit I also have a way to make the city's prohibition invalid for a period of time, you only need to deal with Leng Tianyue alone, and I have a way to make Long Manli fall into the catastrophe."

Long Aotian seems to have a comprehensive plan long ago.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man in the yellow robe fixed his eyes: "Then you have to explain in detail, if there is a link that I think is risky, I will not take the risk."

"Naturally there is no problem with this. As long as Long Manli is not here, my True Dragon Clan will be a subsidiary force of Huang Daoyou from now on." Long Aotian's face was filled with joy, and he continued to talk about all the preparations he had made for this operation.

"Xiaolan, take a break." Lai Wuhen was out of breath, with a pleading look on his face.

"This is not possible, you finally recovered some of your spiritual consciousness, and your body training cultivation has recovered seven or eighty-eight, Sister Tianyue and the others have already said that this will help your recovery." Xue Gulan said at the same time As soon as he said that, he had already punched Lai Wuhen several times.

Lai Wuhen's body training was originally not as good as Xuegulan's, and he hadn't fully recovered, so how could he hide.

His body is at the level of a magic weapon, and without using mana, it can't play much role at all.

Fortunately, Xue Gulan didn't do his best, and with the bone-penetrating body training formula to absorb part of the damage, although Lai Wuhen felt pain, he didn't suffer any real damage.

Every time he was hit, the eyelids of the eight Nascent Souls in his body would twitch at the same time. If this continued, maybe the consciousness in the Nascent Soul would recover.

"Xiao Lan, haven't you heard of the principle that haste makes waste? I have been beaten by you for several hours today, and it's time to take a rest." Lai Wuhen knew that this was the way to speed up his recovery , but his lifespan is still very long, and he is not in a hurry for this little time.

"Okay." Xue Gulan couldn't bear it, so she stopped the offensive and landed on the side.

"Xiao Lan, you can't spoil him like this." Lai Wuhen was about to flee towards Xuegu Lan when he heard Li Ziling's voice.

With a blow from Luofeng Wuying's gun, it hit Lai Wuhen's shoulder. Lai Wuhen had already operated the Tiangang cover to the extreme, but he still felt a tingling pain from his shoulder, and he shot backwards.

Li Ziling's figure was even faster, and he had already reached the direction where Lai Wuhen shot backwards, waiting, and shot again.

In an instant, Lai Wuhen was shot dozens of times.

This attack was not enough to cause him to bleed and be injured, but the force of each shot made his blood surge, and the pain became more intense with each shot.

"Zi Ling, do you want to murder your husband?" A Nascent Soul in Lai Wuhen's body had fully opened his eyes, and he felt the surging mana in the Nascent Soul again, and he was overjoyed.

"Heh, didn't you treat me like this before." Li Ziling didn't pay attention to what Lai Wuhen said, and the offensive in his hands became more fierce.