The troubles of the teenage villain

In the depths of the dense forest in Lu's Blessed Land, a magic gate invisible to the naked eye was formed, and inside was a black spider web several feet wide. It was welt marks, and there were many red bugs gnawing into the welt marks. The young man's face showed unspeakable pain, and his pretty face was distorted.

Sitting cross-legged on one side, Qingyang admired the wonderful expression on the young man's face, and was inexplicably satisfied. He smiled and said, "You are so cruel that you still refuse to offer the magic beads honestly? Is the taste of this heartworm good? I want to see how long you can endure it?"

it hurts!

The tearing pain tormented Yuan Hao's fragile nerves, his eyes were already red, he had never suffered such torture.He is most afraid of pain, but he has to endure it at this time. If he can't bear it, once he collapses and relaxes, the magic beads will be out of control, and this magic cultivator will definitely swallow him up!

At that time, not only will he not be able to see his parents, but he will also not be able to see Chuan Chuan. He has not played with Chuan Chuan to the end, how can he be reconciled... So he must not sit still, so he gritted his teeth and sneered: "Grandson! I still want to force Chuan Chuan to die with this little trick." Your grandfather, I will give up the magic bead, bah! If there is a trick, just use it, play your grandfather to death, let's break it up, let the magic bead turn into ashes!"

Qingyang's face darkened, and Yuan Hao irritated him even more: "I advise you to let me go, your grandpa, otherwise I will be forced to swallow your grandson!"

呲呲!

Several blood snakes fiercely stabbed Yuan Hao in the spider web, piercing directly through the joints of his limbs, splashed with blood, Yuan Hao rolled to the ground from the split spider web.As the blood snake penetrated into his limbs, Yuan Hao shivered with severe pain and couldn't help moaning.

"Are you comfortable? Pain is the most delicious thing in this world. You might as well taste it carefully, enjoy it, and keep you so comfortable that you can't scream." Qingyang stuck out his scarlet tongue, licking the blood splashed on his lips, Feeling the fragrance of the magic beads, he asked the demon cultivators with black whips to continue beating the little things on the ground.

The pain became more and more painful, but Yuan Hao, who had lost his restraint, silently circulated a ball of magic energy in his body, and he penetrated into the magic bead with all his strength.With this trace of magical power, he quickly devoured the blood snakes and core worms in his body one by one.After devouring, the power of Yin and blood was also enriched a bit, as if it was sucked in from the acupuncture points all over the body, and then dispersed into the whole body.

Yuan Hao's peach-blossom eyes flashed, and he, who was prostrate, suddenly grabbed the black whip that was coming at him, and rushed towards him with lightning speed—covering the other party's dantian with his hand, instantly covering the demon cultivator with a blood mist.

Mo Xiushang didn't have time to howl and resist, and almost fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, his whole body was dead and lifeless.

Absorbing the essence, blood and soul of a golden core, with Yuan Hao's unfounded cultivation base, it is indeed impossible to absorb it immediately, but it is also of great help.He quickly shot a flying talisman, rushed to the end of the restriction and sacrificed the sky drill, and immediately operated to break through the restriction.The other dozen or so demon cultivators were horrified when they saw him eat a person, but they didn't stop him immediately.

But others will be afraid of being shocked, but Qingyang will not. This yin blood magic bead was refined by him in the past, consuming thousands of virgin blood... Although the victory was taken away, it seems that the result is not the same. bad.By accident, the dead bead turned into a live bead, and it merged with the fetus. After watching the scene just now, he also knew that the power of the magic bead was far greater than before.

After eating this magic bead, no, this magic embryo, his dharma particles can definitely increase by one more!

Qingyang's eyes were greedy, and the ghostly white bone flag that was raised made a loud noise, and countless bony and foul ghost hands climbed out from the ground, tightly grasping Yuan Hao's white ankle.

Yuan Hao showed disgust on his face. Although he is a demon cultivator, he has been raised in the realm of cultivators all year round, and has never been to the land beyond transformation. Now seeing such ugly and disgusting methods, he can't help getting goose bumps all over his body.But hate is disgusting, after all, he is a demon by nature, and the power of Yin and blood is transported out. After a few "zizi", those ghost hands were scorched. Although they didn't melt immediately, they couldn't stop them anymore.

The sky-drilling awl was given to him by Feng Shao, saying that it was made by his own mother, it is extraordinary, and it is best to break through the restriction to save his life.It is indeed unusual. It takes at least half an hour for an ordinary drill to break through such a magic formation. This is because the formation of the magic formation is not done with care.But within a few breaths, the magic circle had already started to tremble.

But there is not enough time!

Yuan Hao watched Qingyang and a group of demon cultivators fly closer and closer, so close that several ghost cultivators had already entangled him.After all, he was only refining Qi to complete perfection, but relying on the power of Yin and blood from the magic bead, he had room to maneuver. At this time, he didn't pretend to use the flying sword as usual, but absorbed the opponent's essence, blood and soul by instinct.

Although the fair-skinned young man covered in welts was embarrassed, he behaved like a demon, and the bursts of blood mist were like flames burning in the boundless, with a willful allure.Qingyang felt that his body was also heating up, and every part felt the throbbing and longing.

"It's fine if you don't want to be eaten by me in one go, then tell me to eat it bite by bite."

After Qingyang finished speaking, hundreds of thousands of blood snakes entangled Yuan Hao's body. Yuan Hao wanted to swallow and absorb it again, but after all, after the attack of the previous dozen or so demon cultivators, although he won, he also suffered losses. He suffered a more serious injury, and his strength was a little exhausted, but he couldn't get rid of the blood snakes on his body that were as slippery as real snakes.

"Grandson! Grandpa is afraid that your appetite is too big but your appetite is too small, and you will be overwhelmed!" Although Yuan Hao's tone was harsh, he knew in his heart that it would be difficult to recover, but seeing Qingyang approaching, he still couldn't help trembling. After several days of torture, although he looks tough, his body already instinctively has fear.

"Don't worry about that, I know how to eat." Qingyang chuckled, and reached out with one hand, the cold five fingers covered his waist, which made Yuan Hao's face turn pale, and his voice was uncontrollable. Trembling: "Grandpa, I haven't collapsed the magic orb yet, you... you eat me now, and you get nothing!"

"I didn't say I want to eat like that, I can eat like this." A slight sneer appeared on Qingyang's face, the blood snake had listened to his heart and slowly squirmed on the young man's body, Yuan Hao was so wet that he was so stimulated. Nausea, under the tense and sensitive body, a blood snake rushed towards his thighs.

"You—" Yuan Hao felt the tiny stinging pain, his face flushed with fright and anger, and he instantly understood what the other party meant by "eat".

"Since you can bear the pain so much, I am also very patient. Although I have never recruited a man, but for the sake of the magic beads, I don't mind trying. You can't fight me, right? "Qingyang narrowed his eyes into a crescent shape.

In addition to humiliation and nausea, Yuan Hao also has fear. The devil is right. If it is for mending, he really can't fight against the other party.It's just a matter of spending more effort and taking supplements several times, and it can't be done overnight like eating.But how can he be willing, not to mention taking supplements, even if he himself has not fully tasted the taste with Chuan Yi, how can he waste it on this devil!

"Don't be like this, Lord Demon, there must be other... other ways to get the best of both worlds..." Yuan Hao begged for mercy, while trying his best to gather the power of Yin Xue.But Qingyang seemed to have made the calculations, after all, he was no less fond of the Yin-blood magic bead than Yuan Hao, so he took out a magic herb and pushed it into Yuan Hao's mouth, forcing him to swallow it.

Where the grass enters, there is a stream of heat, like pouring a pot of hot oil on the fire!

Yuan Hao felt in a trance that the sea of ​​flames collapsed suddenly, and countless small hot flames scattered into his internal organs, and the streams of heat like molten iron rushed along his meridians!

"what!"

Yuan Hao couldn't help hissing and howling, a hot current rushed into his head, and his fragile head seemed to be seared by a soldering iron.Not only his body, but also the clothes outside his body were completely burned. At this time, his whole body was exposed in the air, and his whole body was red like a beautiful skeleton that just came out of the furnace.

"It's really beautiful." Qingyang, who was holding this painful body in his arms, looked intoxicated, and admired endlessly: "After eating the Promise Fire Grass, it hurts so beautifully." When he said, his hand was already stroking the other person's body.

If we say that it was the burning pain before, then it was followed by the heart fire. Yuan Hao felt that the heat was not the body, but the heart, as well as the brain. His eyes were red, his mouth was dry, and he followed the other party's Touching actually felt longing.

No, no, it must be because that hand was too cold... For some reason, he suddenly hoped that this hand came from Chuan Yi, even though Chuan Yi's hand must be hot, but it still made him feel reliable, It's okay to indulge.

"Do you know Promise Fire Grass? Many pills are inseparable from it, especially the kind of erogenous... I haven't made alchemy for a long time, so I had to ask you to use raw grass, but I didn't expect the potency of raw grass to be so strong... "

Qingyang said that he had already turned Yuan Hao over, pointing the blood snake to open up the other side's acupuncture point rough and slippery.If it was said that Yuan Hao knew how to feel disgusted and resisted before, then under the strong properties of the medicine, his eyes are already dazzled and intoxicated by the pain and burning desire, and he no longer knows what resistance is.

Just as Qingyang was sitting across and wanted to have a good bite, a golden sword light fell from the sky and fell into the gap just pierced by the drilled awl.

Qingyang's face was gloomy, and he immediately sensed the pressure of a threatening sword, and immediately wanted to grab the person under him to retreat, but finally he was a step too late, with a "clang", Qingyang withdrew his hand, and watched helplessly as the ground slashed. Opening the ten-deep sword hole, he watched helplessly as the young man fell into the hands of the white-clothed sword cultivator.

After a sudden flash, Yuan Hao subconsciously looked with misty eyes. Although his consciousness was no longer so clear, the other party's breath was all too familiar, and he called out in a low voice: "Mother...that grandson bullied me... "

Feng Baipian pointed his finger, and the blood snakes on Yuan Hao's body were afraid of the spirit of the white tiger, and they fell to the ground and turned into ashes. He wrapped a cloak around Yuan Hao in his arms, and although his expression was cold, his tone was rare and gentle: "Mother gang!" You take revenge."

Before he finished speaking, he embraced Yuan Hao with one hand, and raised Zhanlu Sword with the other. The sharp and murderous intent of the sword instantly transformed into a golden dragon, approaching Qingyang who sacrificed a hundred ghosts.

In terms of cultivation, although Feng Bai, who has completed the foundation establishment, is far saturated, he is far inferior to Qingyang, who is in the late Jindan stage, and Qingyang's strength is even more outstanding in the same period.But due to nature, Feng Bai is the body of a white tiger, and his nature is to restrain demons, so he is the natural enemy of a pure demon cultivator like Qingyang.

In the fight between the two, there were only dozens of moves. Even if there were more than a dozen demon cultivators behind Qingyang, he also realized that it might not be beneficial, because after those demon cultivators were defeated by Feng Bai's men, their demonic energy was screaming. The opponent eats it, but it boosts the strength of the opponent.

It's nothing more than a small human-eating monster, but there is a big monster, especially the strength of this big monster. Qing Yang had already seen how terrifying this big monster was when he was in the Nanhua Spiritual Realm.

This is true for cultivators, let alone a demon cultivator like him... Qingyang secretly screamed, and hurriedly said: "Young Sect, at any rate, we have also gone through hardships together, why bother to kill them all! What happened today, I just don't know this little boy Moxiu is actually your child...uh, who knew that Shaozong could conceive...have a child..."

Feng Bai didn't say a word, just spit out the nine-character mantra, the offensive didn't decrease, but became more and more fierce, it was an endless trend.

Qingyang's pupils shrank suddenly, not daring to be careless, and urged all the more than ten demon cultivators under the ban to fight together.

"Lin, Bing, Tong, Qia." Feng Bai has mastered the fourth character, he stamped the inner lion seal with his hand, silently recited the Vajrasattva mantra, and spit out the mantra into the Zhanlu sword, and saw countless densely packed dazzling sword lights , Forming a golden sword curtain, glowing with layers of sharp light, pressure away!

After more than ten strokes, in the golden light, except for Qingyang, those demon cultivators were either dead or eaten, there was no living thing.Feng Bai knew that he had a good appetite for devil qi, especially the live devil qi on Moxiu's body, as well as the inner demons of demons, which were even more delicious. After eating dozens of Moxiu, he felt that the accumulation of his dantian was more abundant. Yun Jian's offensive became more domineering and fierce.

In this kind of confrontation, Qingyang is certainly no opponent, seeing his ghost bone banner being chopped apart by the opponent, all ghosts disappeared in an instant.Even though all the magic power was sacrificed into the magic armor, it still couldn't stop the blood from pouring out of his body... It really is the holy beast White Tiger, the nemesis of demons.

Qingyang operated the ghostly step to escape, but was restrained by the opponent's ubiquitous sword light, staring at Feng Bai with wide eyes: "Don't Shaozong want the full version of the Tai'a Guiyuan Formation? What I got rid of is only half of it, and the other half is with me."

With a calm face, Feng Bai said coldly: "It's okay, I will search your soul after killing you. I forgot to kill you last time."

Qingyang was startled, last time he sensed the breath of the magic bead so he didn't stay in the center of the formation, and waited for the formation to capture the essence, blood and vitality of everyone in the spiritual realm, unexpectedly he had murderous intentions.His eyes turned cold, but then he thought of a way to deal with it: "We have cooperated so perfectly before, don't you expect the next time? Isn't the essence, blood, and soul that Shaozong collected once or twice in the battle are enough?" ?”

"There are tens of thousands of cultivators in Kyushu, you don't have to worry about me." Feng Bai still remained indifferent, the sword light of Zhanlu Sword circled Qingyang tightly, but he didn't pierce the last sword, as if waiting for him to say Come up with more pleasant conditions.

Qingyang smiled forcefully: "Yes, but that doesn't necessarily require hard work. How can we return to gather hundreds of cultivators whose strength is above the level at a time like Nanhua Lingjing? Waiting for the Shaozong to collect them one by one, it may take hundreds of years. Can't even fill Tai Ah's ring?" As he spoke, his eyes sparkled: "My senior brother Feng is the same as me, but he can't wait for hundreds of years."

Feng Bai's face changed slightly, his eyes became sharper like a knife, and his sword intent became sharper and more aggressive.

Qingyang gritted his teeth and held on, but knew that he had guessed right, so he took the opportunity to say: "Young Sect, in fact, I still have a way..."

Feng Bai listened quietly, raised his brows slightly, and looked at Qingyang: "You say this, I'm not willing to kill you..."

Qingyang's eyes lit up, and the magic energy was fully condensed, waiting for the moment when the other party relaxed, but after hearing the other party's next words, his heart was ashamed.

"Then form a contract with me as a master and servant."

If an ordinary foundation builder dared to say this to him, Qingyang would definitely laugh at the other party's boastful words. The contract between master and servant can only be achieved if the difference between master and servant is higher than two realms.Not only is Feng Bai's realm not higher than his own, but it's also a big realm lower... But Qingyang knows that the other party can do it, because as early as in the Nanhua Spiritual Realm, he has personally seen the other party transform into a fifth-order holy beast, that vicious white tiger.

The fifth rank is the same as returning to the void, no matter how strong he is, but he can indeed form a bond.

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