Primordial Demon Emperor

Chapter 294 Heading to the Luo San Clan (3 more!)

Therefore, Mo Lingxuan assisted her in refining.

"Keep the Lingtai clear, use the power of the ice spirit to refine it little by little, and integrate it into the body."

Mo Lingxuan's majestic voice seemed to resound in Xian'er's heart. These words, like a divine voice, made Murong Xian'er feel sober for a moment.

At the same time, Mo Lingxuan also used the soft primordial power to reduce the coldness of the extreme yin water by a few points.

Immediately, Xian'er felt much better.

The extreme yin water escaped into Xian'er's eyebrows little by little, refining it little by little, and her body became colder and colder.

"boom"

When the extreme yin water was almost [-]% refined, Murong Xian'er's entire body was like a block of ice. Even though Mo Lingxuan was still some distance away from her, he still felt it very clearly.

"It seems that with Xian'er's current cultivation base, it is still somewhat difficult to practice all the water of extreme yin."

Looking at the beautiful woman with her beautiful eyes tightly closed and her expression in pain, Mo Lingxuan thought in his heart, and immediately stopped hesitating, a pitch-black flame of chaos burned all over his body, and embraced Murong Xian'er's delicate body in his arms.

"hiss"

Rao couldn't help but gasp because of Mo Lingxuan's existence.

He only felt that what he was holding was not a stunning beauty, but a big iceberg
But with the fire of chaos, it doesn't feel too penetrating.

Moreover, hugging like this can also more comprehensively reduce the chill that Murong Xian'er feels.

The finger did not fall, Mo Lingxuan was still pouring the remaining [-]% ​​of the water into Xian'er's body,

Finally, after half a stick of incense, all the extreme yin water was guided into Murong Xian'er's body by Mo Lingxuan, and at the same time, the power of primordial spirit did not stop to help him refine.

It took a whole day and one night for Murong Xian'er to completely refine the extreme yin water with the help of Mo Lingxuan.

When she opened her eyes again, it was already late at night the next day.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Mo Lingxuan's handsome and indifferent face, and Xian'er's pretty face was full of relief and happiness.

Mo Lingxuan held her tightly in his arms when she felt the coldest.

"Wake up? How do you feel?"

Mo Lingxuan felt the movement of the second person in his arms, and also opened his eyes, feeling a little tired.

Murong Xian'er was refining the water of extreme yin, while protecting the law still consumed a lot of energy.

"Thanks to the master. My cultivation has broken through again and reached the late stage of Nirvana!"

Xian'er looked inside at her state, and her pretty face immediately became extremely happy.

Sure enough, just like what Mo Lingxuan said, the extreme yin water is of great benefit to her ice spirit body. This is just refining, and the most direct effect has directly broken through a small realm!

"So good."

Mo Lingxuan nodded slightly, Murong Xian'er is now in the late stage of Nirvana, with her ability to control the strength of the Bingji sword, it should not be a problem if she is like a great saint in the early stage.

Breathing out a mouthful of turbid air, Mo Lingxuan wanted to leave after a while. His clothes were already soaked in sweat after being in a state of cultivation for a long time.

But just when he got up, he was directly held back by Xian'er.

"how?"

Just as Mo Lingxuan was about to ask, he saw Xian'er's pretty face was full of shyness and blushing, and said softly in her voice as thin as a mosquito's moan: "Xian'er, come to bathe and change your clothes. It's a small reward for the master. kindness"

As Mo Lingxuan's woman, Murong Xian'er didn't know how to repay Mo Lingxuan's kindness, so she could only give him everything she had.
Before Mo Lingxuan could react, Xian'er directly pulled him into the bathtub behind the practice room.

Naturally, Mo Lingxuan did not resist, after all, he and Murong Xian'er had already "meet each other frankly".

The thin skirt on Xian'er Miaoman's delicate body slipped off, revealing her flawless body.

"Boom."

She stepped into the pool first, and buried her whole body in the water, looming, making people crazy.

Deep in love, mandarin ducks play in the water.

This night was naturally incomparably wonderful, making people have endless aftertaste, and March didn't know the taste of meat.

But this time, Mo Lingxuan's stay in the Emperor Demon Sect was relatively long, a full three months.

During these three months, Mo Lingxuan patiently answered all questions about martial arts from everyone in the Neizong.

As for the outer sect, he also gave several public sermons.

The time of March is fleeting.

Soon it will be approaching the day for the election of the Saintesses of the Lost Saint Clan.

On this day, an invitation from afar was sent to the Emperor Demon Sect.

In the Wenxi building, Mo Lingxuan took it apart, and there was a golden "Luo" engraved on each of them, which was written and sent by Luo Xue himself.

"Luo Sheng Clan, Luo Xue."

In the main hall, Yun Yao and Yue Shiyan gave Mo Lingxuan a resentful look.

Their master is too good and seems to be very popular with women, and they are not around, so they can't watch them all the time.

No, even a woman from the Luosheng clan sent an invitation card all the way.

It seems that they will have to work harder in the future to strive for a higher position.
Xian'er didn't care too much, this martial arts world is like this, a truly magnificent man will never lack women who admire him.

And it was enough for him to occupy an important position in his heart.

"I will come back soon. This time, I want to improve the martial arts realm faster."

Mo Lingxuan opened his mouth lightly, and after saying goodbye, he set off for the Luosheng Clan.

The Luosheng clan in the west of the sanctuary, like the other four great clans, has a profound heritage and has been passed down for countless years.

For example, the members of the Ancient Qin Sacred Clan controlled the will of the heavens, the Zhuge Sacred Clan controlled the Qimen Dao, and the Luo Sacred Clan also had their special heritage.

Legend has it that the founder of the Luosheng Clan was a divine beast, the Suzaku. As long as the descendants are direct females of the Luosheng Clan, they may have the blood of the Suzaku.

And only the outstanding woman with the purest Suzaku bloodline is eligible to compete for the succession of the saint girl and become the head of the new generation of Luosheng clan.

Therefore, the Luosheng clan has always respected women.

Luosheng City is where the Luosheng Clan is located.

Even if Mo Lingxuan flew with his sword, it took two full days to come here.

"Where are you from?"

The guards outside the holy city stepped forward and asked questions.

"Qing Linjing."

Mo Lingxuan responded lightly, and with a wave of his palm, the invitation sent by Luo Xue fell directly in front of the guard.

With such an attitude, the guard just wanted to reprimand him, but when he saw the invitation, he swallowed back the words, changed his attitude sharply, bowed and said: "So it's Miss Luo Xue's protector, please hurry up."

Naturally, Mo Lingxuan didn't care about it, just as he was about to withdraw the invitation, there was a piercing sound from the side.

I saw a few young people suddenly appearing, the leader was quite young, with extraordinary temperament, and deep eyes. The invitation card that fell on the guard's hand had a dazzling coldness.

"This is Luo Xue's invitation to protect the Dao? Show it to Master Ben."

The indifferent voice fell, and the young man snatched the invitation card from the guard's hand, with an extremely arrogant attitude.

(End of this chapter)