Body maid is very enchanting

The sun is rising, the birds and beasts are singing, and the whole stream is shrouded in the brilliance of the rising sun. i^

Wang Dong walked out of the small cave, followed by Murong Yan, only to see the two monsters overlapping each other, the five-colored dove king was at the bottom, dying beyond death, and the golden-eyed fire ape was dying, but His eyes could still move, and when he saw Wang Dong coming out, he couldn't help but shoot out flames of hatred.

Wang Dong took a step forward and said softly: "Brother Huoyuan, I will keep your demon core for you, and I will enjoy your dragon fruit for you, so you can go away with peace of mind..."

The golden-eyed fire ape's staring eyes slowly relaxed, and it died. I don't know if it was pissed off by Wang Dong or it couldn't bear falling from such a high place with its body...

Wang Dong chuckled, dug out the monster cores of the two monsters, and then put the two corpses into the storage bag with a flick of his hand. Seeing that Murong Yan's expression didn't change much, he said: " These two monsters belong to me, and the dragon fruit belongs to you, how about it?"

In fact, the value of the dragon fruit far exceeds the value of these two monster beast corpses, even more than ten times, but Wang Dong himself does not have the fire spirit root, and there is no fire spirit among the Lin brothers and sisters and the Yue family he is familiar with. Gen, no matter how precious this dragon fruit is, it’s useless if you don’t use it, so why not just be a favor, besides, a hundred-year-old dragon fruit?To be able to grow such a trace of spiritual roots would be as good as the sky.

Moreover, for Wang Dong, Jin Lao has almost worn out his ears these few days. After all, the use of this golden-eyed fire ape is not small...

Murong Yan nodded gratefully. This dragon fruit was indeed something she needed urgently. As long as she got it, even if there was no gain in the future, it would be enough for her to escape from the control of the Shangguan family.

The twin swords took off, and Murong Yan picked off the brightly colored dragon fruit and carefully put it in the jade box. She immediately relaxed a lot. The tense nerves of the past three days finally paid off.

"Brother Wang, please be respected by my younger sister. i^"

On the flying sword, she gave a sweet salute to Murongyan. Murongyan's long skirt was lightly swaying, her smile was like a flower, and her voice was like a silver bell. She was very beautiful. However, this made Wang Dong a little speechless. related?I was not mentally prepared at all.

After a little support through the void, Murong Yan only felt a burst of force to lift her body up, and the moment she stood up straight, the strength disappeared, and she couldn't help but admire Wang Dong's control power even more.

"Brother Wang, where are we going now?"

Originally, when she first entered Langhuan Blessed Land, Murong Yan was only polite and modest, but now she completely takes Wang Dong as the center, as if being with him is extremely dangerous every time, but there is no small reward every time.

"Go to the palace."

At this moment, Wang Dong has completely lost interest in those so-called treasures of heaven, materials and earth. The hundred-year-old medicinal herbs can only be used to refine some mortal medicines, which is a bit tasteless, and the palace is where the essence of Langhuan Blessed Land lies.

As soon as the tactic was turned, the flying sword burst into a burst of silver light, carrying Wang Dong away through the air. Although it didn't need to consume too much spiritual power, it certainly wasn't as comfortable as stepping on the lotus leaf to see beautiful women. Wang Dong couldn't help feeling a little Annoyed, pretending to be a wolf with a big tail, in order to be handsome, now the welfare of the beautiful woman is gone, now it's all right, let's see the scenery...

Well, looking for a chance to find a reason to fight Murong Meimei again, this is the kingly way...

In the blue sky, only two streamers of light could be seen, like meteors chasing the moon, piercing the sky one after the other, and galloping away.

This kind of speed is very fast for ordinary foundation-builder cultivators, but because there is Murong Yan behind him, Wang Dong dare not use the secret method of Wind Walk to strengthen the flying sword, otherwise it would be more than twice as fast.

Seeing that Wang Dong was a little complacent, Elder Jin snorted coldly, and said, "The little Wind Walk makes you so proud. If you learn my Liuguang Glimping, then you won't be so happy!"

"Liuguang Lvying? Is it really better than my Wind Walk?" Wang Dong didn't believe it. He learned this Wind Walk from that giant wolf. After that, he encountered a lot of monsters and monks, but every time he only needs to use it himself And out of this Wind Walk, no one can catch up with him.

"It's really short-sighted!" Jin Lao snorted coldly and stopped talking, which made Wang Dong a little embarrassed.

Murong Yan who was behind him didn't know that Wang Dong had only used half of his strength and was already speechless. This speed, even if she had reached the limit, but Wang Dong was still so calm and breezy. In comparison, I am more like the person with weaker strength...

After reading this, Murong Yan didn't think about it at all, and urged the flying sword, and the speed increased a little bit, so the wind and lightning are so powerful.

When flying to a low-lying area, there was a sound of spells and spells exploding from below. Wang Dong didn't want to ignore it, but when he saw the person below, he couldn't help but let out a small gasp. He also recognized the person below. , and both sides recognize...

Murong Yan also stopped, her brows were slightly frowned, but without hesitation, she waved her sleeves, and she was half like a nine-day fairy, with fluttering robes, extraordinary and refined.

"Third sister, help me..."

Seeing Murong Yan flying down, the besieged people were overjoyed, relaxed a little, and shouted.

"Jie Jie, the gods can't save you even if they come, obediently hand over your things..."

While Murong De was distracted, the man holding the banner smiled strangely, and waved the banner again, a terrifying and ominous aura swept out, and the skeletons and ghosts howled on the banner, surrounded by black air, There is a black air rushing out vaguely, turning into an iron hook to hold the soul, if it is caught, this Murong De's soul will also become a little ghost on the banner, which will only increase its power.

"presumptuous!"

Murong Yan let out a coquettish cry, her expression concentrated, behind her was a piece of white snow, flakes of snowflakes appeared across the sky, and in an instant it became as wide as two fingers wide, suddenly a gust of cold wind came from the void like a knife cutting, this Murong Yan was actually Moved really angry.

Following Murong Yan's words, the snowflake made a sound of "Qiang Qiang", sounded like metal and iron, filled with cold light, shining dazzling light, and swept away towards the banner.

The monk in white was horrified when he saw this, and waved the banner in his hand again. Several black skulls with large heads roared out, and there was a shrill roar from the black hole, and there was a trace of blood in the eyes of the biggest skull. .

"There is actually a monk in the golden core stage who was swallowed by this soul-calling banner?" Wang Dong muttered to himself, but this so-called white-clothed monk in the Nether Shuangsha is uncontrollable with his level, and can only be driven. Presumably this soul-calling banner was passed down by some ancestor of the Netherworld.

Looking at his means of imperial weapon, he only activated the soul-calling banner, and then just let the soul-calling banner launch an attack on its own. How could such an imperial weapon be able to withstand the magical powers of the snow and ice...

The depression was shaking, the hurricane was roaring, and the hundreds of snowflakes slammed into the soul-calling banner. Those skeletons with large heads could swallow a few pieces at first, but as the snowflakes surrounded them, they were swallowed instantly. The unjust soul in the foundation building period was also smashed to pieces by the black energy, and finally could only fly upside down howling.

The endless snowflakes directly engulfed the cultivator holding the soul-calling banner, and when the snowflakes landed, there was only one sculpture left on the field, which was lifelike, and its face was full of horror and disbelief...

A cold light flashed, the ice cubes were smashed into pieces, blood and flesh splashed everywhere, and Wang Dong's voice came from afar.

"If you want to kill, kill it thoroughly!"