Yes, this is a very comfortable and enjoyable sound. Gradually, the hand's stroking became more intense.
The confusion in the middle-aged man's eyes became even deeper. When his hand touched the white-haired young man's shoulder, he felt something strange. He didn't notice it at first.
But after a few breaths of contact, the strange feeling became stronger and stronger.
That is bathing in the moonlight, the fish have met the rain for a long time in the dry swamp, and it is like a bird that has been imprisoned for many years breaking out of the birdcage and flying into the sky again.
It's like he himself became a breeze and returned to heaven and earth. Like a meteorite that fell to the ground and no one knew about it, it reentered the galaxy.
Until a sound fell into his ears, like a thunderbolt from the blue, waking him up.
Xiao Yan's hand was still rubbing the shoulder of the white-haired man in front of him, which brought him back to his senses, and his expression changed drastically again.
"Crazy! I'm definitely crazy! I actually touched a man's shoulder and was even obsessed with it." Thinking of this, Xiao Yan was shocked and turned pale. He kept walking backwards to distance himself from the man in front of him.
"No, you're not crazy." Chu Cheng shook his head. By this time, he knew why this middle-aged man was obsessed with groping his shoulders.
It's because of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Skill and the light of the bright moon. It is the most essence of heaven and earth energy in the world.
In order to conceal the death intention of the finger in his hand, Chu Cheng used the Nine Heavens Mysterious Skill in his heart, pulling the two bright moons in the sky to shed a steady stream of moonlight. Especially that blood moon made the aura on his body even more ethereal.
If you only rely on feelings, you can't detect it unless you have extraordinary strength. This Immortal Fire Palace envoy is just a semi-mysterious monk. Only when he touches his body can he feel the divine breath.
"No! I'm crazy!" The middle-aged man had goosebumps all over his body at this moment. He quickly backed away and wanted to leave this place.
He was afraid that if he continued like this, he would change from a man who likes women to a man who likes men.
"Are you leaving now?" Seeing that the middle-aged man was about to flee, Chu Cheng's mouth curled up.
This messenger from the Fire Immortal Palace is quite funny. Not only is he extremely narcissistic, but he also likes to think wildly.
The middle-aged man was in a panic, and he kept shouting in his heart, "I like women, women." Firmly confirm that you will take it
Towards.
But at the next moment, a strong wind suddenly rose behind him.
Normally, the middle-aged man would naturally react. But at this moment of panic, he could no longer tell whether it was the storm coming from the distant battlefield or the wind caused by something else.
Xiao Yan lowered his head and did not notice that the white-haired man in front of him had disappeared.
After this wind, there are thousands of dragons roaring, as if there are thousands of real dragons coming to the world and roaming for eternity, golden light casting the path of divine light, and mysterious thunder shining and gathering in ten directions. In this bamboo fist with eight golden circles stacked on top of each other.
Someone punched the middle-aged man unprepared and his head fell straight off. There was a muffled roar in an instant, and with this punch, the whole world shook, resounding like a deep war drum.
The piece of water that was suspended in the air and falling slowly during the battle between the two powerful men of the Xuan Realm shook again, and then rose ten thousand feet into the sky!
The middle-aged man's whole head was hit by this punch, but there was no reaction. The whole body fell straight into the abyss of the sea, and even the red robe was shattered by the roar.
He let out a muffled groan and spat out several mouthfuls of blood as he fell to the ground. Stars appeared in his eyes. After feeling the surging power, my heart was shocked, and the energy and blood in my body surged again.
"Xuan Qi... This is Xuan... This person is not the God Transformation!" The middle-aged man was shocked at this moment. He never thought that this little monk who only looked at the peak of the God Transformation was actually the second step of the great master. , and launched a sneak attack.
"I am..." Xiao Yan was shocked and angry, and was about to declare his family status to scare this person. But he felt a palm pressing on his head.
Another golden light shone in Xiao Yan's eyes, dazzling him so hard that he couldn't open his eyes, and then there were roaring and loud noises one after another.
Xiao Yan's tiger's mouth opened wide, and another mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, falling from the sky thousands of feet into the abyss of the sea floor, and then floated into the distance in the wind.
He wanted to sacrifice the messenger mysterious weapon belonging to their Fire Immortal Palace to force this person away so that he could breathe easier. But he was suppressed by an extremely terrifying surge of death and was unable to move.
"Still not dizzy!"
In this first punch, Chu Cheng only used five points of force.
With the blessing of the profound power in the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo and the Little Dragon Elephant Formation, he can reach the second level of Chuzhao without any rules, which is comparable to the power of Immortal Liang Hua.
This middle-aged man
Although he is the son of the genius of the Fire Immortal Palace, the strength of the average half-mysterious genius is almost the same as that of the second realm, and cannot be defeated by the third realm. But he can!
But compared with Chu Cheng at this moment, there is still a huge gap between the two. If he hits with all his strength, even if he is a core disciple of the Ancient Immortal Palace, his soul will be shattered by a punch with all his strength.
But even this five points of strength did not knock this middle-aged man unconscious.
Then Chu Cheng punched him again, bombarding his mind. This second punch was still five points strong. If six points are used, once the critical point between heaven and earth is exceeded, it means that the gap is not only one point of force.
The middle-aged man couldn't bear this 60% force and was likely to be shocked to death on the spot. So Chu Cheng still only used 50% of his strength.
If one punch can't do the trick, then use two punches. If two punches don't work, then hundreds of punches. Knocking someone unconscious is something that no fist can do.
Under this second punch, the middle-aged man was still conscious, which made Chu Cheng let out a sigh, secretly thinking that he was worthy of being the core disciple of the Ancient Immortal Sect, and he was able to withstand the power of two punches in a row while being suppressed.
Only in the third punch, billowing red mist rose, instantly filling the entire waterless abyss, boiling violently in the strong wind.
Red fireworks ignited in Chu Cheng's eyes. In this world of mortals, even the rules of heaven and earth in the vast earth were briefly frozen. Although this pause was short-lived, it could still be clearly felt. arrive.
Once the world of mortals truly appears, even this heaven and this earth can bring it to earth!
In this billowing red mist, the middle-aged man felt his cultivation level slipping away while he was in a coma... His aura was falling, which shocked him again.
The middle-aged man raised his voice and suddenly opened his eyes, only to see a fist with golden light punching him.
There was another groan, and this time, the middle-aged man finally fainted.
At this moment, the red color of reclamation instantly dissipated, revealing clarity again. Chu Cheng flashed his body and came to the bottom. He picked up the middle-aged man with one hand and flew high into the sky.
"As a genius, the most important thing is to maintain a respectful and cautious heart."
Chu Cheng looked at the unconscious middle-aged man covered in blood and shook his head, not caring whether the middle-aged man could hear in his coma. Talk softly to yourself.
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