Quick travel: Qing Leng host is forced to have sex with crazy criticizing wall-dong

Cultivation realm.

Xiao Ai, who had been circling the barrier like a headless fly for a long time, suddenly found a crack in the barrier.

"Mom, someone finally opened the security door. Sir, I'm here..."

Flapping his little wings, he quickly flew towards the crack in the barrier.

Just in time to meet Qi Lian who rushed to the upper realm of cultivation.

After all, this is an advanced world. Qi Lian could detect a hint of Xiao Ai's existence. He paused in confusion and glanced around.

Xiao Ai didn't pay attention to such a small character at all. He passed by him and flew to the lower cultivation world.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, sir, why are you so miserable that you were nailed to the ground like a skewer!"

He caught a glimpse of Shuang Yu struggling in the chaotic battlefield, exclaimed and quickly flew towards him.

Shuangyu stared at the little dumpling in front of him with wide eyes, his head hurt suddenly, and those forgotten memories poured out like sea water.

Damn it... what a rip-off!

I have been a silly and sweet person for 20 years!

Wanting to scold but not knowing who to blame, Shuangyu glanced at the cracked barrier worriedly.

I'm afraid that at this moment, Shangxiujie has noticed that there is a problem with the barrier.

Once the barrier is repaired, depending on his cultivation level, he may not be able to reach the upper realm of cultivation and avenge the evil ghost in his lifetime.

"Take me away!"

Making a quick decision, Shuangyu said to Xiao Ai.

"Okay sir, no problem sir!"

Xiao Ai waved her little wings to support his lower back, and flew up with a hum.

While flying, I still have to complain.

"Thanks to your incompetence, now my little body has developed unicorn arms..."

Shuangyu turned a deaf ear to his complaints.

"feather!"

On the ground, a voice full of despair sounded.

Xiao Ai hesitated and lowered his head.

Good guy, isn't that a perverted boss who forces love?

How could he have been so miserable in this life that he was reincarnated in the lower realm of cultivation?

Shuangyu frowned and lowered his head, looking at Bichen who was flying desperately towards him.

"No, the monks in the upper realm are repairing the barrier!"

Xiao Ai exclaimed as she saw the barrier healing.

"accelerate!"

Gritting his teeth, Shuangyu made a choice.

"Wait for us..."

Not only Bichen, but also many surviving monks saw the barrier opening and rushed upward desperately.

So many people have died. If the barrier door is closed again, wouldn't it be a failure?

As long as they can enter the realm of spiritual cultivation, they will be able to ascend sooner or later...

The barrier that can only accommodate one person is getting smaller and smaller.

It's so small that it's impossible for Frost Feather to get in.

Without any hesitation, he transformed into his fox form.

'call out--'

Xiao Ai hugged him and rushed in when the barrier was completely closed.

Shuangyu only had time to look back.

What met her were Baichen's eyes filled with despair.

The barrier was completely repaired and the sky became cloudless.

Who would have thought that this place suffered a catastrophe not long ago.

Among the masters in the lower cultivation world, only Bichen is left. Every sect has suffered heavy losses, and those who survive are nothing more than feathers and phoenix horns...

"Why...why did you leave me alone..."

Bichen looked up at the sky in despair, muttering to himself like a madman.

The little Dharma left in my body became hot and hot again.

Unfortunately, it was completely unable to suppress the demonic energy in him.

In a moment, the golden light completely disappeared.

The once golden scriptures have now turned into black marks like maggots clinging to bones, engraved on Bichen's body forever.

Without the suppression of the scriptures, his black eyes completely turned into scarlet eyes.

The horns on the head also popped out.

"The demons, the demons!"

Someone in the crowd shouted in fear.

Having suffered heavy losses, they were no longer able to deal with this terrifying demon.

Baichen's eyes were empty, as if he had lost the ability to detect everything around him.

He staggered towards the damaged formation, and used his demonic energy to retrieve the five relics.

The golden relic turned into a dull gray due to the exhaustion of Buddha's power.

"Master...Bichen will take you home..."

The slightly trembling and forbearing words gently spilled out of Baochen's mouth.

In just a few days, he lost everyone he cared about most!

Master passed away.

The little fox demon gave up on him without hesitation...

he.

There's nothing left.

With trembling hands, Baichen placed the five relics close to his heart, and left the Qingyan Sect muttering crazily.

Cultivation realm.

Shuangyu, who had turned into a little fox, widened his fox eyes and stared blankly at the monk in front of him.

This person is none other than Hou Yi, the head of the Tianwu Sect who was responsible for taking away the evil ghost's body.

[Oh, the road between enemies is narrow...]

Xiao Ai gave a timid cry.

When the evil ghost saw his own body, he shouted excitedly, with a ferocious look on his face as he tried to rush out of the spirit bead.

[Stop screaming, we can't kill him now... If you're not careful, you will be wiped out. I know you are wronged, haven't you heard that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years? Wait a minute, it hurts when you burn my skin! 】

Xiao Ai rolled her eyes and patted the spirit bead to comfort her.

Shuangyu was also on tenterhooks at this moment.

His spiritual power is empty. If Mr. Hou Yi takes action, he will have to find a new body again.

"Thousands of people have not been able to come to the upper realm of cultivation. You little fox has taken advantage of the opportunity... That's all. It is fate that you can appear here. I will accept you."

Hou Yi chuckled, looking like a humble gentleman, and leaned over to pick up Shuang Yu.

Shuangyu's hair all over his body exploded, but he chose to remain silent.

After all, this is his only chance to stay with this guy with a human face and an animal heart.

How did Hou Yi know that the little fox demon he left behind on a whim would be his creditor!

Released his natal sword, he flew with the sword and returned to the sect with Shuang Yu.

"Xiao Ai, send memories."

While resting, Shuangyu gave instructions to Xiao Ai.

[OK, sir! 】

Xiao Ai's chubby little hand made an OK gesture and transmitted the evil ghost's original memory.

Evil Ghost is the only personal disciple of Hou Yi, the head of Tianwuzong.

When he was still a baby, he was adopted by Hou Yi. As the head's only direct disciple, he was naturally favored.

When he was very young, he developed an arrogant and domineering character as a second-generation official.

Arrogant, arrogant, self-righteous, and doesn't take anyone seriously.

He was overly pampered and caused countless troubles, but Hou Yi settled them for him in the name of pampering.

How could he know that Houyi raised him just to seize his body.

He deliberately cultivated him with such a character in order to isolate him from everyone. Even if something happened in the future, no one would worry or doubt him!

Although Houyi's cultivation level is high, he has been stuck in the Mahayana stage for hundreds of years.

If he cannot ascend, the monk's lifespan is also limited.

It is said that raising children will provide for old age.

Hou Yi raised the original owner just to take his body for his own use when his life was approaching.

Although the original owner had a terrible personality, he still practiced very hard.

Hou Yi did not hide it from him, but gave him all the top cultivation resources.

In just fifty years, the original owner has reached the stage of becoming a god.

Just before Hou Yi's end was approaching, he called him to his side on the pretext of seclusion.

Luring him to take the bait on the pretext of devoting his life's cultivation to him.

The original owner of Silly Baitian accepted it with tears of gratitude.

But he never thought that what was waiting for him was not his master's cultivation, but the body seizing formation that his master had set up early.