Body maid is very enchanting

Wang Dong and Zhang Zhen clapped their hands in congratulations. These two bad guys don't look good on others...

The Blood Demon Sword repelled Linghu Xiao, and returned to its blood dragon appearance, slowly roaming in the sky, every time it passed by, endless blood light poured into it, this Blood Demon Sword actually used the help of every place Blood training.

Looking at the flying direction of the blood dragon, Wang Dong's heart was greatly moved. This blood demon sword is so powerful that even monks in the Nascent Soul stage are no match. The strength can be greatly increased.

Although the possibility of getting it is extremely small, Wang Dong still couldn't bear the temptation, and ran towards the flying direction of the blood dragon. Xiao Rong held Wang Dong's hair tightly, but it was Xiao Yin who entered the blood moon ruins. It disappeared after that, presumably it was quite excited to enter this place full of blood.

Wang Dong and the two flew close to the ground, but not long after they swept into the sky, they felt a strong sense of crisis welling up in their hearts. They immediately raised their coiling dragon sticks and suspended them above their heads. There was a loud noise, but it was three flying swords strangling each other in a zigzag shape, and the coiling dragon sticks danced together, overflowing with red light, and bit each other firmly.

A cultivator emerged from the clouds, looked at Wang Dong, but was a little surprised: "It can block my flying sword, it seems that there is something wrong."

This monk Wang Dong knew. Before he entered the Jiuzhuan Linglong Yuxi Pagoda, this guy had a bead on his head that transformed into a lotus flower, which blocked the attack of the weaving tower. He wanted to kill him to seize the treasure, but it was a pity he I haven't made a move all the time, I didn't expect to meet again today, it seems that it is really not a bad enemy...

The monk sneered and said, "God really cares for me. There were so many people back then, I didn't find a chance. I didn't expect to see you today."

Wang Dong also smiled: "God is indeed fair, and give me a chance to kill you!"

The cultivator snorted coldly, and instead of talking nonsense, he directly changed the tactics. The three flying swords spread apart, two stabbing at Wang Dong, and one stabbing at Zhang Zhen. For those who understand, Wang Dong's physical body is so strong that he cannot treat it with common sense.

Zhang Zhen immediately became angry: "How dare you look down on me!"

The wind magic fan was sacrificed by Zhang Zhen, and when the fan was blown away, the dark wind was billowing, and the black air had washed away the nearby blood without a trace. One of the monsters with four giant claws was in the dark wind Roaring again and again, the flying sword entered the dark wind, and the speed immediately slowed down, and then it was bitten in the mouth by the four-clawed monster. The extremely hard flying sword was swallowed by it several times. .

Wang Dong held the Coiling Dragon Stick in his hand and danced like a windmill. No water could enter, and the red light overflowed like a circle of light. The claw monster bit it and chewed it into pieces.

"My flying swords..." The monk was furious. Although these flying swords are only middle-grade magic weapons, they are also extremely precious. I have been refining them for so long. Junior was ruined...

"You all have to die!"

The cultivator folded his hands, and then it bloomed like a spinning wheel. A huge swirl of light appeared directly in the air, with a diameter of almost a kilometer, rolling towards it with a frightening power. A large mountain will be shattered in an instant by the churning force carried by this vortex.

"Wang Dong, I'll leave this rookie to you, and I'll help you out."

Zhang Zhen stepped back quickly, picked something that he thought he could do, and flew ten miles away. Looking at it from a distance, his heart was sour: "If it wasn't for the bombing of the Tiantian Pagoda of labor and capital, this magical power will be eliminated three times and five times." Second, I will suppress you.

Wang Dong looked at the cultivator with a sneer on his face. Although the water swirl light group was powerful, it might be enough to instantly kill the general Jindan late-stage monks. Even the same level of Nascent Soul early-stage monks should be dealt with carefully. Can it be used against yourself?

Wang Dong clenched the Coiling Dragon Staff and pointed at the sky, but he didn't move at all. The agitation of the water whirlpool seemed to tear apart the blood energy, and rays of sunlight tore through the clouds and landed on Wang Dong's body. Influx.

"Don't hide!"

There was a touch of shock on the monk's face, but then he was ecstatic. I have supernatural powers. You are only in the middle stage of Jindan, although your physical body is extremely powerful, but how can you withstand this blow from yourself?

It's a pity that I originally wanted to refine it into an incarnation outside my body, but now it seems that I can only settle for the next best thing...

The monk shot out palms one after another, and countless palm prints landed on the water whirlpool, which actually grew a little bigger. After doing all this, the monk was relieved. Although this supernatural power is powerful, but the speed is a bit slow , and the consumption is extremely high, even if it is myself, it is a bit too much, but fortunately, the battle will end soon.

Looking at the vortex that was even more turbulent than the landslide and tsunami, Wang Dong remained motionless, while Zhang Zhen in the distance was a little anxious. However, he suddenly thought that Wang Dong had some kind of treasure on him at the Burial Soul Demon Mound.

As soon as the swirl of water rushed in, the cultivator breathed a sigh of relief. He could feel that Wang Dong didn't move at all, allowing his own supernatural power to hit him directly and rush past.

"It's over..." The monk stood tall in the clouds. Every time a battle ended, he felt a deep sense of loneliness. This is a feeling of loneliness that is invincible in the world, and ordinary people can't understand it at all.

"When will we have a decent opponent? Invincibility is always lonely..." The monk stood with his hands tied, looking at the far north, and murmured: "Lei Jiuzhou, wait, sooner or later I will step on you Let me let you know who is the real No.1!"

The golden light was overflowing, so dazzling that it almost brought tears to the monk's eyes, but after seeing his supernatural power, a figure broke through the whirlpool, waved a golden stick, like holding a round of dazzling sun, towards him Smash it hard!

"If you want to find an opponent, you can directly challenge those who are at the stage of transforming gods. You are not tired of looking for monks at the golden core stage to show off all day long?"

Wang Dong slammed down with a stick, and as he slammed down, countless golden lights bloomed. A golden and red light dragon broke free from its restraints and slammed down on the monk. Although it was light, it was full of powerful power. , Like a golden and red pillar, it slammed down fiercely, directly smashing the monk into the clouds, breaking several towering trees.

boom!

The monk was pushed to the ground, the whole ground was shaking, a huge gap was torn open, the monk was directly punched in, blasting into the soil at least tens of meters.

The ground was extremely solid, but at this moment it was hit like this, it was enough to see how powerful Wang Dong's blow was!

Wang Dong dropped a few more sticks, each stick carrying a bright dragon, the ground was being torn apart continuously, and the whole blood moon ruins seemed to be trembling and making noises.

"Pretentious!"

Looking at the monk who was beaten into meat paste deep in the crack, Wang Dong spit and stretched out his hand to pick it up. He immediately took the storage ring of this person in his hand. As for the magic robe on his body, and the magic robe Boots, Wang Dong is not going to ask for it.

Spiritual consciousness entered the storage ring, and he took a bead in his hand, inspired by spiritual power, blossoming lotus flowers bloomed, protecting Wang Dong's body, it was really beautiful...

Zhang Zhen also flew over, seeing that this Nascent Soul cultivator was actually crushed to death by Wang Dong, he couldn't help but glanced at Wang Dong, and sighed: "You killed the Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stage, it is simply too cruel, too Evil..."

Wang Dong ignored him, Zhang Zhen thought for a while, and jumped into the deep pit, took off all the magic weapons on the monk, and said to Wang Dong, "Don't waste these magic robes. Magic boots can at least be exchanged for a few hundred catties of spiritual liquid, and if you collect a few more times, Wan Yaoxian will be able to find a little fairy with a big buttocks, fuck it..."

Wang Dong: "..."