When Bixiazi Mountain ran out of water and was forced to fight a trapped beast, the Blood Ancestor and Taoist Hehe looked at each other and understood. They secretly paid great attention to see how she used her magic power to activate the divine sword, hoping to get a glimpse of the mystery.
However, to their disappointment, Bixiazi's aging was visible to the naked eye, but the divine sword under Luohua Island remained motionless, showing no sign of response.
Everything is fate, and it is destined to be impossible to escape this disaster. Bixiazi is almost in despair, her legs are weak and weak, and she is on the verge of collapse.
Shen Yuanqiong hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold her waist. The beauty grew old in a blink of an eye, and her youthful beauty was shocking. He knew that a powerful enemy was facing him, and Bixiazi made a desperate effort to protect herself. However, the disparity between the strengths and weaknesses was too great.
The "killing array" was delayed, and they had already fallen into the enemy's hands and become nothing more than fish on the ground. When he thought of this, his chest felt hot for no reason, and an unprecedented thought came to him. If he listened to Bixiazi's advice and practiced it as soon as possible, would his fate be different?
Bixiazi's body slowly softened, Shen Yuanqiong hugged her tightly, shook his head with a wry smile, "It's just a ghost and fairy, how can your Taoism be so high even if you practice day and night?"
Even Jiutian Xuannv was eaten up and wiped clean by the opponent. How could he be so virtuous and capable that he dared to hope to soar into the sky and turn the tide from collapse?
With their chests and backs touching each other, Bixiazi shivered, and weak magic power poured into her body, like a stream that continued intermittently.
Shen Yuanqiong's body became lighter day by day, as if he wanted to fly into the air, as if he was aware of Bixiazi's thoughts, he shook his head, leaned into her ear and whispered softly: "It's useless, you can't escape, you I can only be a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate..." Bixiazi lost all hope, her nose was sore, and tears rolled down her face. She grabbed Lang Jun's hand, looked down at the veins on the back of the hand, and the skin was dry and wrinkled. Reluctantly, she would rather face the enemy alone than show her old and ugly appearance in front of her husband.
The magic power rushed through every acupoint, like a river flowing through it. At first, Bixiazi took the initiative to infuse it, but in a blink of an eye, the host and the guest changed positions. A suction force was generated between Shen Yuanqiong's chest and abdomen, and she took the initiative to grab the remaining magic power in her body. Sweep away.
Bixiazi panicked and didn't know what was happening. She twisted her body instinctively, but Shen Yuanqiong's arms held her and she couldn't get away. She quickly gave up struggling, closed her eyes and resigned herself to fate.
Deep in the heart
There was a "click", as if the hard shell of the seed cracked a small crack, and something came out. Shen Yuanqiong's breathing stopped suddenly, and he stood frozen on the spot, holding Bixiazi motionless.
Ancestor Xueqi and Taoist Hehe noticed something strange and agreed in unison
He said "Hey" and felt a huge threat coming quietly, which was creepy and unexpected.
Shen Yuanqiong breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking deeply. He seemed to have remembered something. He thought about it carefully, but he only had some vague shadows and could not remember it clearly.
But this little bit, the slightest shadow, was like an enlightenment, making him inadvertently reborn. The little magic power brought by Bixiazi had a different flavor when it was running. The divine sword sleeping under Luohua Island suddenly woke up. Come, sword energy pierced into the sky one after another, causing the sky to change color.
Something unexpected happened. The Blood Ancestor was shocked and angry. He stared at Bixiazi and hurriedly retreated. Taoist Hehe's expression changed drastically and he retreated faster than him. He received another blow. The real vagina on his body The robe will be destroyed in one day and will never be saved again.
Fortunately, the sword energy was like an unyielding soul, and it did not go towards the two of them. Shen Yuanqiong and Bixiazi were in the
In the "eye of the storm", despite being surrounded by sword energy, he was safe and sound. Bixiazi opened her eyes and looked for a moment, and couldn't help laughing. The divine sword was finally born. She didn't know if it was her own fault. A glimmer of hope appeared in her despair. She tentatively stretched out her hand to pick up the divine sword. But it was empty, not even a drop could be squeezed out.
The sword energy passed quickly, and the remaining power swept the middle fingertip, opening a small wound. Bixiazi quickly retracted her hand, stared at it for a moment, and a string of blood rolled to the ground.
Shen Yuanqiong loosened his arms, held her wrist, put the injured finger into his mouth, and licked it gently. It was a little salty and fishy.
Bixiazi turned around and looked up at Lang Jun. In his deep eyes, she saw her own figure, with white hair and chicken skin, shriveled and skinny. Is this her destiny?
At this moment, the sword energy outside her body was intertwined, and she was so mesmerized that she seemed unaware, and two lines of old tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
Compared with her beauty when she was young, Bixiazi's face that had been ravaged by time moved his heart even more. However, the heartbeat at this moment was not the heartbeat at the beginning. Shen Yuanqiong clearly realized that he was no longer the same person in the past. What was wrong with him? This thing completely changed him. Bixiazi was no longer an unattainable and unreachable fairy. In his eyes, she had fallen into the clouds, crawling at his feet, low into the dust, but failed to bloom a single flower.
He raised his head to look at the incoming enemy, his sight passed over Bixiazi's head, and the ground behind him cracked open silently.
The word "" is filled with golden light. A divine sword rises slowly. The sword energy is like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea. It is suddenly collected into the sword. The energy is getting higher and higher. A ray of golden thread emerges from the void, trembling slightly. The next moment, electricity shoots out. .
Taoist Hehe was the first to bear the brunt and could not avoid it. His magic weapon was as gorgeous as fireworks, but it could not block him in the slightest. The look of surprise on his face did not disappear. His body disappeared out of thin air. He changed his position and threw Liu Feiyan out, leaving no room for him. Escaped.
The golden thread hit the body and only trembled. Liu Feiyan's jade fragrance disappeared and turned into a puff of dust. Taoist Hehe fell to the ground, his face was pale, he was naked, holding a wine gourd in his arms, and there was nothing growing from head to toe.
The blood ancestor was like five thunders hitting his head. He couldn't believe his eyes. The divine sword had recognized its owner. Arrive... But I never expected that the inconspicuous ghost fairy in the tenth life couple was the destined rightful owner... The divine creature chose Shen Yuanqiong as its master!
After all the mechanisms were exhausted, Qingqing's life was wasted. Hehe Taoist
He "transformed and changed his body" to escape from the dead. He was so shocked that he didn't care about being naked. He took a few sips of the yin-tonifying fairy wine, spread his legs and ran all the way. The fat all over his body was beating like waves, and he was flying in the air. Straight into the clouds, the castration was unusually fast.
Shen Yuanqiong withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the blood energy ancestor. The latter cursed secretly, and the blood shadow rolled up and turned into hundreds of blood energy, scattering in all directions.
Bixiazi saw the incoming enemy fleeing hastily and was afraid to avoid it. She felt a little dazed in her heart. She stayed for a long time and whispered: "Is it really you?" Before she finished speaking, Lang Jun held her wrist and took away the mana. Feeding herself back again, Bixiazi's shriveled body gradually plumped up, and her wrinkles were gently smoothed by a pair of invisible hands. She was young and beautiful, like a flower, but her head was covered with black hair mixed with strands of white hair, which failed to fully restore her original appearance.
