"Wings of Emperor Flame!" Bing Chen said with a smile.
When he said this, Bingchen subconsciously looked at Yun Yao in his arms.
Seeing Bing Chen's reaction, even though Qi Yaodang roughly guessed what was going on, he also stared at Yun Yao in surprise.
With a slight blush on her pretty face, Yun Yao buried her head in Bing Chen's chest, feeling extremely shy.
Seeing this, Qi Yao raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked a little jokingly: "Sir, tell me quickly, where did these wings come from?"
Hearing this, Bingchen felt slightly embarrassed, while Yun Yao pinched Bingchen quietly and warned him not to speak with her eyes.
But he couldn't bear to ignore Qi Yao's slightly pleading and curious gaze. Bingchen hesitated for a moment and said: "Yao'er taught me, Yao'er taught me, hahaha..."
"spit!"
Qi Yao spat softly and muttered in his heart: "You don't have to say this."
Qi Yao clearly felt Yun Yao's aura from the wings, and there was also traces of demonic energy surging. It was Yunyao who taught him, but how did he teach it? He could actually transfer his own aura to other people's magical powers, and even gave human monks a trace of demonic energy in their bodies.
Although he was not very satisfied with Bing Chen's answer, seeing that both Yun Yao and Bing Chen were so embarrassed, Qi Yao also understood and did not continue to ask further questions. Instead, he said with some surprise: "Master, you have made a breakthrough!"
With a smile, Bing Chen said: "Thanks to the blessing of the holy fruit, there is such a huge amount of spiritual power. If I hadn't deliberately suppressed it and transferred all the excess spiritual power to Yao'er, let alone the late stage of concentration, I might not have been able to reach the late stage of plastic Yuan." ”
hiss!
As soon as Bingchen finished speaking, he took a deep breath and looked down, only to see Yun Yao's face was red and she was pinching her waist hard.
Seeing this, Qi Yao pursed his lips and smiled, giving Bing Chen a meaningful smile.
Gently holding Yun Yao's little hand, Qi Yao joked softly: "Okay, okay, sister Yao'er, please let the young master go. Otherwise, if something goes wrong with his waist, it will be you who will be troubled."
Staring at Qi Yao fiercely, Yun Yao's pretty face turned even crimson.
"Hehehe, I didn't expect that sister Yao'er was born with a charming appearance, but she is so shy and cute. It seems that I won't be lonely in the future."
Yun Yao was extremely angry. This girl had gone too far. She was about to teach Qi Yao a lesson when she heard her say again: "Okay, sister Yao'er, please stop being angry with me. I was just joking with my sister before. To be honest, my sister was impressed by her beauty the first time she saw her, and she also felt that she had a special feeling of closeness to her."
Hearing this, Yunyao showed a look of distrust.
"Don't you know something, sister? She is the master's natal puppet, and she has an instinctive telepathy with the master. She can clearly sense the master's likes and dislikes. The master likes his sister, and the sister naturally has an instinctive closeness to him. meaning."
"snort!"
Yunyao snorted softly, but the anger in her heart disappeared.
"Little girl, don't make fun of your sister again, otherwise I will tell the eldest sister and let her deal with you." Yun Yao pouted.
"Sister?"
Qi Yao subconsciously asked, but then he reacted and immediately covered his red lips, his little face full of excitement and surprise.
"Master, you and Master..."
Before Qi Yao finished speaking, Bing Chen quickly covered his mouth.
He was so nervous that he broke out in cold sweat. It wasn't until several minutes later that Bing Chen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Lan Youmeng didn't respond.
He glared at Qi Yao, his eyes seemed to say: "I almost got killed by you."
Seeing this, Yunyao chuckled and joked: "I dare not admit it even if I dare to do it."
Hearing this, Bing Chen felt bad. Before he could react, he let out a scream and fell from the sky.
...
Returning to the land of white jade, Bingchen rested his head on Yunyao's thigh, and was massaged and groomed carefully by Qi Yao. After a long time, he finally took a breath.
Looking at the two women with some resentment, Bing Chen felt that if these two women unified the trenches, he would be played to death by them sooner or later.
The two women looked at each other and smiled. After just a short while, the two women felt that they were very compatible with each other and that they were particularly suitable for them.
"Sir, since just now, I have felt that you have a special fragrance on your body. What's going on?" Qi Yao asked.
After glaring at Qi Yao, Bing Chen said angrily: "What else can happen, Yao'er, if you want to tease her, just say so."
hiss!
As soon as Bing Chen finished speaking, there was a stinging sensation on both sides of his eyebrows. When he looked up, he saw Yun Yao looking at him with a half-smile, while her little hands on both sides were still "kneading".
"Deserved it."
"It's not Yao'er's smell, although the smell of each other between you is indeed very... that... strong." Qi Yao joked.
"What is that smell? Why didn't I smell it myself?"
Bingchen smelled it carefully subconsciously.
"Yao'er, do you smell it?" Bingchen asked.
Yun Yao nodded and said with a slight blush on his face: "It only came about after we refined the fruit. It seems that the fruit changed your physique, husband, if I am not wrong."
"Changed his physique?" Bing Chen was confused.
"Changed physique!"
Suddenly, an excited voice came from the side. Turning around, he saw Mu Qin walking towards this side with excitement on his face. However, he had only taken a few steps when a long sword was pressed against his chest.
"Miss Zhuo, I don't mean any harm. Please let me go over there. The Holy... The Holy Son may have a great opportunity. I'll go over and confirm." Mu Tan said.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhuo Qianling looked at Bingchen. Seeing him nodding, she let Mu Tan come to Bingchen.
"Son, can I see your condition?"
Although he tried his best to suppress it, Bing Chen still saw the strange excitement in Mu Tan's expression.
"Do you know what's going on?" Bing Chen asked.
Hearing this, Mu Qin hesitated for a moment before saying: "Now that you are the Holy Son of my Yaoling Clan, it doesn't hurt to tell you. If the Holy Son's physique is really changed by the Holy Fruit, then no surprise, the Holy Son should be The legendary medicinal spirit body was achieved."
"Medicine Spirit Body?" Bing Chen asked.
"Yes, the body of the medicinal spirit is specially created for refining medicine, and has a natural affinity with various elixirs and elixirs." Mu Tan said excitedly.
"Holy Son, can you allow me to check it out? I promise that Mu will not have any bad intentions, otherwise the Holy Son can kill me with one sword."
Looking at Mu Tan, Bingchen smiled inexplicably and said teasingly: "Do you dare?"
Then he stretched out a hand in front of Mu Qin, and at the same time released a trace of restraint for him, making it easier for him to use his power.
Mu Qin cupped his fists and immediately made a hand seal, sending every trace of his energy into Bing Chen's body.
In just a moment, a special aroma spread out from Bing Chen's body.
"Hey, it does smell good." Bing Chen said in surprise.
Not only Bingchen, but even Yan Lingjiao and Xianyue who were not far away could smell it clearly.
Mu Qin looked excited, his hands were shaking slightly, and there was even a little disbelief in his eyes.
"Sure enough, it is indeed the body of medicinal spirit, exactly the same as what is recorded in the ancestral home!" Mu Tan said excitedly.
boom!
At this moment, the bronze palace door suddenly opened on its own with a bang. Everyone looked immediately and saw a stream of light suddenly rushing out from the door and heading straight to where Bing Chen was.
"Husband, be careful!"
Yun Yao immediately shouted in surprise, but just when she was about to make a move, the stream of light instantly disappeared between Bing Chen's eyebrows.
His eyes were blank, Bing Chen's body went limp and he fell into Yun Yao's arms.
Everyone was shocked and hurried to Bing Chen's side. Zhuo Qianling pointed at the center of Bingchen's eyebrows, and as soon as she felt out her soul power, she screamed, blood spurted from her mouth, and her body flew away.
...
In the place where Bingchen cultivates the gods, a figure suddenly breaks in.
Dressed in white, he is handsome and his expression is full of excitement.
"The body of medicine spirit! The body of medicine spirit! I have been waiting for nearly ten thousand years, and today I finally got a body of medicine spirit!" The man shouted excitedly.
"Hey, no, this kid has a special body!" After looking around, the man said in surprise.
However, within a moment, the man shouted again more excitedly.
"Chaos Spiritual Root! It's actually Chaos Spiritual Root!"
His expression suddenly changed from the previous excitement to one full of fanaticism.
"God bless me, God bless me! He actually sent me a physical body with chaotic spiritual roots." The man laughed wildly.
"Boy, stop hiding. Being able to be taken over by me is a blessing you have earned over several lifetimes."
His mind scanned the area, but after a moment, the man found no trace of Bing Chen's soul, and even his altar was nowhere to be seen.
"what is that!"
But when his spiritual thoughts spread to the place where Bingchen cultivated the gods, a spherical object attracted his attention.
"not good!"
Suddenly, the man's expression changed. As soon as his mind touched the spherical object, a suction force suddenly emitted from the spherical object. Without even checking, the man was sucked in by it in an instant.
...
His face was gloomy and he looked ugly. Bing Chen and Lan Youmeng stood side by side on the altar, looking at the young man in white with cold eyes.
There are still some lingering fears. If Lan Youmeng hadn't taken action in time to drag Bingchen's soul into this world of consciousness, Bingchen would have had an accident.
"What kind of cultivation level does this person have?" Bing Chen asked softly.
Lan Youmeng frowned slightly and shook her head slightly.
"You can't tell either!" Bing Chen was shocked.
...
"Oh, so you are hiding here." The young man in white mocked.
Looking around, the young man in white was obviously a little surprised, and even held a few snowflakes in his hands to look at it carefully.
"Amazing, amazing!"
"I have been traveling in the world of floating ruins for tens of thousands of years, and I have never seen such a real world of consciousness. I don't want to see it today with a young man in the Concentration Realm." The young man in white mocked.
"Who are you? You dare to break into my world of consciousness. If you don't leave quickly, you will never come back." Bing Chen said in a cold voice.
With a sneer on his lips, the man waved his hand, and a wisp of soul power went straight towards Bing Chen.
The pupils shrank, and the intense danger of death made Bing Chen feel fearful. He couldn't muster much resistance, and he was helpless as he watched the soul power attack.
"Chen'er, be careful!"
Lan Youmeng shouted in surprise and quickly made a seal. A curtain of soul power instantly enveloped the entire altar.
boom!
With a soft sound, the entire light curtain collapsed.
Lan Youmeng and Bingchen groaned at the same time and flew out, almost falling off the altar.
"The Realm of Dao Tribulation!"
