The time-traveling husband is also comprehensible

At this time, it is impossible to think of a long-distance attack. With the sword in his hand, Ding Baocheng directly split the ice armored beast that he jumped up and wanted to block the way. In an instant, silver light and blue ice crystals burst.

He was stepping on the fallen body of the ice armored beast that he had split with his sword and was about to fly up, but he saw a lot of first-order spiritual cores burst out from the bodies of the hacked ice armored beasts?

The first-order spiritual core can be used to strengthen equipment, and for monks in the foundation-building stage to speed up their practice, of course, it is not enough to swallow the spiritual core directly, and it will be easy to go crazy.

However, Ding Baocheng's third-level pharmacist skill has been activated. He can refine the elixir to maintain the original effect of the spirit core, and at the same time remove the demonization factor.

Ding Baocheng is already a Nascent Soul, and only the third-level and above spiritual cores are useful. He doesn’t need the first-level spiritual cores, but he feels that Mu Jige has just built a foundation. Using these spiritual cores can nourish his body and give him a little guy a weapon.

So he took the risk to go down quickly, and picked up the spirit core that fell in the sand. The sand on the ground was stained green by the blood of the ice armored beast, and it smelled foul.

Ding Baocheng really didn't want to stay here anymore, so he flew to run out of the barrier, but he didn't expect the three phosphorous beasts behind him to come one after another, and the three heads bit him from three directions.

"Damn, why is this thing so flexible?" Ding Baocheng didn't expect the three phosphorous fire beasts to come over so quickly. Could it be that his cultivation base is too low and his perception of it is weak?

While spinning sideways to get rid of the pincer attack from the three heads, he fled towards the direction of the sun.

But Ding Baocheng is full of aura and his human smell is very tempting. How could the three phosphorous beasts have been imprisoned in the chaos for hundreds of millions of years so easily let him go?

It grinned ferociously with a mouth full of iron teeth, filled with the broken shells of the ice armored beast he had swallowed, and swung its three long necks while breathing fire while running towards Ding Baocheng with all its might.

The surrounding sandstones were crushed by its iron hooves into flying dust. It seemed that it was very excited about this new place. Compared with the darkness and chaos, the light here obviously re-moisturized its degenerated eyes.

Hunting in the chaos made the hearing and senses of the three phosphorous beasts extra sharp, and now there is light to locate Ding Baocheng more quickly.

Ding Baocheng was quickly overtaken by the terrifyingly tall monster like a small hill, and the horrific wind swept over him. He quickly retracted his leg that was almost bitten by the giant mouth.

"no!"

Ding Baocheng yelled angrily, took out a detonating talisman from his cuff, ignited it and threw it aside, causing the three phosphorous beasts to look aside in unison for a moment.

He took the opportunity to fly up and landed on the high ground next to him, took off the piano from behind and sat down cross-legged, frowning and playing the piano, Huang Quanjian flew up in response to the sound and flew straight towards the three-headed phosphorous fire beast that had been tricked into anger.

Ding Baocheng couldn't guarantee that Huang Quanjian could be charged enough at such a close distance, but it was difficult to get rid of it without fighting.

The three phosphorous beasts were pierced through the hard armor by the Huangquan sword, but how could these creatures, living in the chaos of countless beasts, be easily pierced through the armor?Monsters whose armor is easily broken have already entered the belly of stronger monsters.

Ding Baocheng secretly thought that it was not good. The beast seemed to be able to play with the Huangquan sword with ease. It was covered in iron armor and Ding Baocheng's current cultivation base could not do anything about it.

In the past, Ding Baocheng's spiritual power was against the sky, and this kind of distraction-level mobs were not taken seriously at all, and they directly pierced through and took the spiritual core with a single sword.

He thought for a while, and looked coldly at the eyes of the three phosphorous fire beasts that had grown into a slit. The entire airtight armor, only the eyes were flesh-colored red.

But the eyes are too narrow, and it has three heads, if the attack fails, it will be alert, and it will be difficult to assassinate.

Just as Ding Baocheng was estimating the probability of his success with one blow, the three phosphorous beasts seemed tired of chasing the Huangquan sword, and turned to look at the source of the sound of the piano.

Ding Baocheng's eyebrows turned cold, and he thought: It's too late to think about it.

He urged the sound of the zither to turn into a circle of zither blades, driving the surrounding ice armored beasts to run in one direction.

After all, low-level monsters do not have a high IQ. Many ice armored beasts successfully attracted the attention of the three phosphorous fire beasts, and their three heads turned to chase after the ice armored beasts.

Ding Baocheng seized the opportunity to gather spiritual power with the sound of the piano, turned the Huangquan sword into six, and stabbed at the three heads and six pairs of eyes of the three phosphorous fire beasts in groups of two and two from six directions at the same time.

"Ow, ooh, ooh—"

Three hoarse roars pierced the sky, and with the roar of the three phosphorous beasts and the Huangquan sword piercing its throat along its three heads, the sound gradually tore apart.

Ding Baocheng looked up and saw three phosphorous fire beasts entangled with his Huangquan sword and rushed towards him, he quickly flew past the three heads and floated to the side.

As the three phosphorous beasts struggled, the six swords pierced deeper and deeper. At first, it thrashed violently, and then the green juice splashed onto the ground, sticking the sand together.

Then he lay down on the ground and didn't move.

Seeing this, Ding Baocheng flew forward, plucked the piano and took back the six Huangquan swords into one. He put his fingers together and drew the burning curse.

The phosphorous beasts on the ground like hills were instantly burned to ashes, and a gust of wind blew the ashes up, engulfing them in dust.

Ding Baocheng's eyes moved, and he picked up a blue-purple block crystal from the ground: "Purple Soul Ice Crystal."

This is a high-level spiritual core, which can be used as an ornament, and it can enhance the power of the sword spirit when placed on the sword.

He thought for a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and flew towards the barrier where the sun was.

...

Ding Baocheng gave Mu Jige the Ice Armored Beast Spirit Core he had collected earlier, and told him to practice well, and then he left the space.

Seeing that it was getting late, he realized that it took a lot of time to fight monsters in the Nascent Soul Dimension without realizing it.

As soon as he went out, he saw Kong Mingfan was sitting at the table reading a book, he didn't even look at him, and he coughed lightly: "What book are you reading?"

Kong Mingfan seemed to have just seen his existence, put down the book and said slowly: "A Bao is back."

"Hmm..." Ding Baocheng glanced at him, sat down and looked at the book in front of him: "What can I ask you? What book is so hard to read, didn't I notice it when I came back?"

Kong Mingfan frowned and got up to move away from him.

Only then did Ding Baocheng recall the monster smell in his body: "You despise me so much?"

Kong Mingfan narrowed his eyes: "Did it fall into the cesspit?"

Ding Baocheng choked for a moment: "No..."

Kong Mingfan put down the book, got him up and went out.

"Hey? What are you doing?" Ding Baocheng grabbed his wrist.

Kong Mingfan glanced at him: "It's too dirty, I can't even kiss."

"Then don't kiss me, I didn't let you kiss... huh huh?" Ding Baocheng froze when Kong Mingfan suddenly forced him to kiss him, he pushed him away and slapped him on the shoulder, angrily said: "Look , Your clothes are also stained!"

Kong Mingfan covered the place where he hit and smiled: "It's okay, I'll wash it with you."

Ding Baocheng blushed: "Who asked you to accompany me!"

Kong Mingfan hugged him and leaned on his shoulders to walk towards the hot spring in the back mountain: "Okay, if you don't want me to accompany you, then you can accompany me in the head office."

"I don't want to accompany you..." Ding Baocheng's tone became weaker as he spoke.

When we arrived at the hot spring pool, because there were very few people on the mountain, and low-level disciples were forbidden to enter Qikong's territory, there was no one except Qingfeng, Lanyang, Baiye and Nangongling.

The moonlight is sultry, like fog and snow.

I saw a circle of stone railings around the empty open-air hot spring, with blooming flowers and trees planted beside it, and the clear water and clear waves scattered the cherry blossoms with the wind.

A gust of wind blew, and Ding Baocheng stood by the hot spring pool and stared blankly at Kong Mingfan who was taking off his clothes.

"Why, Ah Bao still hasn't taken off his clothes?" Kong Mingfan took off his coat and put it on the stone beside him, then sat down and took off his boots. Seeing that Ding Baocheng was still not moving, he got up and untied his belt: "Come on, I Help you take off."

Ding Baocheng thought of the stretch marks on his stomach, and covered his hands in embarrassment: "I... I will do it myself, don't look at me."

"Okay." Kong Mingfan's eyes moved slightly, he nodded and turned his back.

Ding Baocheng untied his clothes and took a look, only to see that the repair liquid in the golden silk hemp leaves had been absorbed by the skin and turned dark green, while the original scars only left a few thin lines.

Only then did Ding Baocheng feel relieved, but Ding Baocheng is a person who pursues perfection, and he feels that there are still some traces left, and he is a little embarrassed to show Kong Mingfan, so he put on an underwear covertly: "Go down first, don't...don't look at it." I."

"Well, I'll listen to you." Kong Mingfan turned his head and glanced at him, raised his hand to set up a barrier, took off his clothes step by step with his back facing Ding Baocheng, and stepped out of the hot spring.

Kong Mingfan casually took off his hair crown and placed it by the pool. His long hair fell down to cover his broad shoulders, and the smooth and flexible lines of his back could be vaguely seen extending into the water.

Ding Baocheng quickly looked away, and took out two sets of clean clothes, saponins and towels from the space. After thinking for a while, he still kept an underwear, and put it directly into the water.

He sat for a while and felt that his bones were very refreshed by the steaming hot spring, and his skin healed when he touched it. It was moist and soft. Ding Baocheng glanced at Kong Mingfan, and saw that he was obediently leaning against him with his back facing him. The rocks in the water regulate breath.

Ding Baocheng patted his face with water, a little uncomfortable: why is he really so calm?Actually don't even look at me...

He stared at Kong Mingfan silently for a long while, and the more he looked at it, the more beautiful he felt. The tight muscles on Kong Mingfan's arms appeared in the mist. His skin was very white, and it must be smooth to the touch...

But it's not as soft as my own, it feels hard and straight, like a lean ice wolf.

The more Ding Baocheng thought about it, the more he felt angry all over his body. He lowered his head and glanced at his belly, and he couldn't see the traces at all through the cloth soaked in water.

He thought it would be fine as long as Kong Mingfan couldn't see it, and the two of them hadn't done it for a long time... So Ding Baocheng couldn't help but slowly moved towards Kong Mingfan.

As I got closer, I could smell the cold woody fragrance on Kong Mingfan's body, which was transpired by the hot spring, with a taste of sandalwood and sea salt, which was especially abstinent and mysterious.

Ding Baocheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and whispered in Kong Mingfan's ear: "I've washed it..."

If it wasn't for the heat mist, Ding Baocheng should have noticed that when he approached, the water ripples that surged up with his walking had already caused the corners of Kong Mingfan's mouth to raise a not too deep and not shallow arc.

【Finish】

Author's gossip: Don't you guys like watching monster fights and upgrades...then I will write less, in fact-I don't know how to write about fighting hahaha, let's slap my face and fall in love, thank you for your support!Well, good night~