Chapter 133
As soon as these words fell, a magnificent woman appeared in Zhao Lizheng's sight. She was dressed in purple, and from her face, she also had a different kind of charm.

She looked down and saw Lin Wanqing sitting on Zhao Lizheng's lap.

"Bitch, whore!"

The woman spat and cursed lightly, but Lin Wanqing became more excited when she heard the words, and snuggled into Zhao Lizheng's arms, she said to Zhao Lizheng with vicious eyes: "I want you to plant a slave mark on her too!"

"Are you this bitch's concubine?"

As the woman spoke, Zhao Lizheng raised his head upon hearing the words, his eyes widened, and the pattern in his eyes was flowing and trembling.

The woman's eyes were in a trance, and she soon fell into it. She saw that she was naked and being played with for millions of times, and her whole expression became confused.

Her expression was immersed in carnal desire and she couldn't extricate herself, and she couldn't help fiddling with her clothes.

Seeing this scene, Lin Wanqing felt her hair stand on end. She jumped off Zhao Lizheng's body and couldn't help but look back at Zhao Lizheng.

In this situation, Zhao Lizheng didn't say much, he just showed a calm expression and looked at everything in front of him.

However, Lin Wanqing could no longer calm down. Such a method was even more terrifying than planting a slave mark.

At this moment, the woman was twisting her body, as if her whole body was being controlled. It took a long time for her to react.

When she looked at the messy body, her eyes showed doubts until Zhao Lizheng laughed.

"Hahahaha!"

Zhao Lizheng laughed out loud, and the woman came to her senses, with anger in her eyes, she pointed at Zhao Lizheng and shouted, "Looking for death!"

Zhao Lizheng jumped up suddenly, he opened his hand, and the wooden vines on the ground began to move.

"You look good!"

Zhao Lizheng shouted, and then the wooden vines flowed quickly, and countless wooden vines attacked many monks in the magic palace.

There was no way these monks could avoid it, and they were strangled to death by the wooden vines, and more than a dozen black sticks emerged from the wooden vines and were dismantled in the bodies of these monks.

Their spiritual power was sucked dry, slowly flowing and converging towards Zhao Lizheng.

Zhao Lizheng snorted coldly, and another vine rushed out from his palm, absorbing all the corpses of these monks.

At this time, the woman, that is, the master of the Demon Palace, let out a loud cry and opened her hand, only to see a long sword condensed in the palm of her hand.

The long sword was vertical and horizontal, and it was aimed at Zhao Lizheng.

Zhao Lizheng didn't dodge or dodge, as soon as his right foot stepped on the ground, his figure flew away like a cannonball, and he came to the woman in an instant.

Seeing this, the woman's face changed slightly, and she wanted to pull back.But it turned out that she was actually terrified.

"This is impossible!"

The woman didn't believe in evil, and once again performed her magic skills.

"Boom~"

Zhao Lizheng's right fist hit the long sword, and the sword exploded with great force.The long sword turned into fragments and scattered all over the sky. Zhao Lizheng's right fist did not stop, and continued to hit the chest of the Palace Master of the Demon Palace. This time, it was even stronger than before.

"Pfft!"

With a muffled sound, the Lord of the Demon Palace flew out directly.She fell heavily to the ground and vomited blood. She stared at Zhao Lizheng with eyes full of disbelief.

Zhao Lizheng did not stop and jumped up directly.He grabbed the master of the Demon Palace by the neck.

Golden light surged from Zhao Lizheng's body, and the master of the Demon Palace blasted out her spiritual power, breaking free from Zhao Lizheng's shackles.

The face of the Mistress of the Demon Palace showed resentment. She made a tactic with both hands, and a huge vortex appeared in front of her. A thick black energy emitted from the vortex, which seemed to be able to swallow everything.

In the whirlpool, a huge skull emerged. Its mouth opened, and it was able to swallow everything.

This is the Dark Skull!
The dark skull raised its arms upwards, and suddenly patted Zhao Lizheng.

"boom!"

Zhao Lizheng smashed it into pieces with one palm, then downwards with his right fist, directly hitting the Lord of the Demon Palace.

This time the attack was not fancy at all, it was just a simple fist, directly hitting the body of the Palace Master.

"Boom!"

A loud sound came out, and the master of the Demon Palace was directly punched into the soil.

On Zhao Lizheng's right fist, there is a golden light shining, obviously there is infinite energy, which is circulating in his hand at this moment.

"How dare you hurt me!"

On the ground, the Mistress of the Demon Palace suddenly got up, staring at Zhao Lizheng viciously, her eyes filled with killing intent.

"Why don't I dare to hurt you?"

While Zhao Lizheng was speaking, he waved his arms and smashed his fist down to the soil below again.

With this punch, the ground suddenly exploded, and a huge pothole appeared.

With the spiritual power bonus of many monks, his strength has reached an extremely terrifying situation.

Similarly, his body of the ancient god is also extremely terrifying. Cultivators generally seldom cultivate the physical body, but the body of the ancient god completely solves this shortcoming.

At this moment, the Lord of the Demon Palace came out of the pit with disheveled hair,

Her body was also stained with dust, and she looked miserable.

"You bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

With a roar, she rushed towards Zhao Lizheng, but her speed was too slow.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

"Ah~"

"Ah~"

In the process of the palace master of the Demon Palace rushing towards Zhao Lizheng, Zhao Lizheng's left fist slammed out again, this time, his fist hit her chest.

Under a series of impacts, the Lord of the Demon Palace was directly knocked away, smashed through the wall, and fell to the ground in the distance.

Her pretty face was pale, with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

"Humph!"

When Zhao Lizheng saw her, he snorted coldly, and then came to her side in a flash.

"You bastard, I want your life!"

The Mistress of the Demon Palace roared, but she couldn't move her arm. Zhao Lizheng's right hand had already been stepped into the ground, leaving only a little bit of her body.

"You disgusting witch, I will kill you today, so as not to dirty my hands!"

As Zhao Lizheng said, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the body of the Mistress of the Demon Palace, and then the power of wood began to slowly flow into the body of the Mistress of the Demon Palace.

Her body actually began to recover...

"This, this is impossible!"

The Mistress of the Devil's Palace stared wide-eyed, her cultivation level was higher than Zhao Lizheng's, but now she was played by Zhao Lizheng in applause.

"You disgusting woman, today I want to let you know the consequences of messing with someone you shouldn't!"

Zhao Lizheng sneered, and suddenly exerted force with his left hand, and the body of the Palace Master of the Demon Palace was broken by him.

"Ah~"

The Mistress of the Demon Palace screamed pitifully, but he couldn't stop the fact that his body was crushed.

However, as Zhao Lizheng opened his hand again, the body of the Palace Master of the Demon Palace instantly recovered.

Back and forth, Zhao Lizheng wanted to torture the woman in front of him severely.

"enough!"

The Mistress of the Demon Palace made a shrill sound, her hair was all messed up, and she opened her big hands, at this moment the entire ground of the Demon Palace began to vibrate.

(End of this chapter)

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