The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 276 Sima Yan’s Charming Skill
Feng Ji immediately told the story about the Seven Stars Demon and the Evil Queen.

Cai Yi really collapsed: "No, this is impossible, how can I be a witch? You lied, you must be lying!"

Seeing that she was already crying in fright, Feng Ji couldn't help shaking his head: "Your master and senior sister all know about this matter. They dare not tell you because they are afraid that you won't be able to accept it."

"No, I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I'm going to ask my senior sister, I want her to tell me personally."

Feng Ji didn't stop her, and let her run deep into the ancient tomb to find Bai Min'er.

But he began to think in his heart: "The reincarnation of the seven-star female devil is indeed unparalleled in beauty. But how can I get her to agree to let me break her vitality?"

While thinking, Feng Ji turned his head to look at the empty wall on one side, his eyes flashed brightly, and he said with a smile: "Miss, have you heard it? The girl in Caiyi has left, why are you still here to eavesdrop?" ?”

Inside the wall, a ray of light suddenly flowed, and the entire wall rippled slightly like water waves.

But saw a figure come out, covered his mouth and smiled and said: "Feng Daochang is indeed the heir of the Maoshan School, but he can't even hide the breath-holding technique of my Microwave School from the Taoist priest's eyes and ears, Yan'er admires it."

The person who came here is petite, but her gourd-shaped figure shows her charm. Her voice is charming, her figure is full of charm, and her every frown and smile are alluring.

Feng Ji settled down, and in his mind, he visualized the Shangqing Talisman to keep his mind clear.

Shen Sheng said: "Miss Yan is very good at charm, but she is so unscrupulous in using Feng Mou, isn't she afraid that Feng Mou can't control it?"

Sima Yan giggled: "Oh? I want to know what it will be like if the Taoist leader of the Maoshan sect can't hold on, giggling..."

When she said this, she seemed to find it quite amusing, and she immediately burst into laughter. A pair of huge objects on her chest were bumping and swaying, attracting people's attention.

Feng Ji's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly the corner of his mouth grinned.

But seeing that he was not talking nonsense, he suddenly waved his hand, and the surrounding Yin and Yang energy suddenly surged, covering the entire hall in an instant.

Sima Yan's laughter suddenly stopped, and the next moment, she felt a huge wind pressure coming towards her.

Her heart skipped a beat, she hastily pinched the formula, and shouted: "Are you serious?"

With a splash, she turned into a pool of water and tried to escape.

It's just that she is in the boundless circle of Tai Chi, any escape technique will affect the yin and yang within the circle.

The yin and yang qi were disturbed and fluctuated, and Feng Ji could instantly perceive her position.

But he saw that she was about to escape from the boundless circle of Tai Chi.

Suddenly, Feng Ji's figure flashed, and he pressed against a certain void.

"what--"

In the void, Sima Yan's figure was immediately interrupted by Feng Ji's escape technique, revealing his figure.

Her petite and exquisite body was uncontrollably pressed against the wall by Feng Ji.

The location of this press is also a coincidence, and it is actually covering the giant peak on the right.

Bang!
She was pressed against the wall, and her face turned pale. But the next moment, she felt something abnormal in her chest, and her face suddenly turned red.

Her eyes were like a clear spring in her mouth, and she looked at Feng Ji in a daze: "You...you are hurting me."

A trace of obsession suddenly appeared in Feng Ji's eyes, but he immediately came to his senses.

"What a little witch, her charm skills are so powerful, hum!"

Feng Ji's eyes narrowed, and the next moment, he pretended to be fascinated.

"Miss Yan..."

He yelled in a low voice, as if he couldn't help it, he lowered his head and kissed her directly.

Sima Yan's eyes widened immediately, and he hurriedly used his mana, trying to escape.

She just let her use her mana, but Feng Ji easily held her down and couldn't move.

She was frightened and angry: "Hey, you have no tricks at all, let me go... woo woo woo..."

Before she could finish her sentence, her pink lips were sealed.

The masculine breath, so strong that it made her suffocate, instantly stunned her brain, and for a while, her charm was reversed, making her heart beat wildly, and her skin showed an irregular pink color.

Feng Ji worked his hands up and down, performing various provocative techniques.

Although this Sima Yan is an expert in cultivating charming skills, his theoretical knowledge is also at the full level.

But she has no practical experience at all. After all, she is still a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old.

While he is still a virgin, no matter how rich his theory is and his magic power is blocked, how can he resist a veteran like Feng Ji who has been on the battlefield for a long time.

In addition, she is naturally charming, once she is aroused, the charm will be counterproductive, it is even more difficult than ordinary women to keep her heart.

Right now, her eyes are confused, her whole body is showing an abnormal pink color, her breathing gradually becomes heavy, and her whole body twists and turns in Feng Ji's big hands.

The sound of yelling came, and it seemed that she was really about to fall.

"No, no, no..."

She murmured unconsciously, trying to push Feng Ji away, but the longing look on her face was in great contrast to her behavior.

Although Feng Ji pretended to be bewitched by her charm, he was really moved when he saw her looking like this.

He took a deep breath, his big hand had already entered the hem of the skirt, and when he wanted to go further.

At a critical juncture, Sima Yan suddenly bit hard, causing Feng Ji's tongue to ache, and his eyes became clear for a moment.

He immediately raised his head and stepped back, looking at Sima Yan, who was panting and blushing.

"You...you stop, I can't hold it anymore!" Sima Yan shouted anxiously, in his eyes, reason and desire were struggling.

Feng Ji smiled, and with a wave of his hand, withdrew the yin and yang energy, and said: "Miss Yan is a natural charmer, she is really powerful, I am ashamed of myself, I can't resist it."

"Pooh!"

Embarrassed and angry, Sima Yan slapped him hard, his figure flashed, and with a sudden sound, he turned into a cloud of pink mist and fled away.

Feng Ji watched him go away, grinned at the corner of his mouth, lightly licked the blood stains on his tongue, and smiled.

"It tastes good, hehe..."

Sima Yan fled back to her boudoir in a panic all the way.

She immediately went to bed, took off her clothes, and performed the "Girl Heart Sutra" exercises to guide the out-of-control mana to travel through the meridians and return to her dantian.

The "Girl's Heart Sutra" she practiced is a charming technique of the microwave school, and the mana contains powerful aphrodisiac power.

This technique can not only improve the physique, make women alluring, and cultivate to a high level, but also make men dream about themselves, be fascinated by themselves, and willing to sacrifice everything for themselves.

Even a woman, facing herself, would feel ashamed and ashamed, and feel a sense of closeness and worship.

It's a pity that her current skill is naturally not advanced, and it's okay to confuse ordinary men. Facing Feng Ji's profound mana and strong will, she will naturally suffer a big loss.

In the past, the only people of the opposite sex she had come into contact with were a group of mediocre disciples from the fax school next door, who performed their own charms, and they were naturally easy to catch.

Those disciples of the Microwave Sect had long coveted her, let alone kneel under her pomegranate skirt.

In the past, she used charm and illusion to tease these guys.

If things go on like this, she realizes that she has good charm skills. When she saw Feng Ji today and how close Feng Ji and Second Senior Sister Caiyi were walking, she couldn't help but feel unhappy, so she cast her charm skills and prepared to play Feng Ji a little.

Never expected that Feng Ji turned against the guest, and today she almost fell into a trap and lost her body!
It was really a loss for his wife and a soldier.

At this moment, thoughts in his mind were chaotic, and Sima Yan couldn't help recalling the scene of being bullied just now, which almost caused his mana to be unable to gather and return to his dantian.

She hastily restrained her mind, kept her eyes clear, and finally tried her best to gather her mana, and the hotness all over her body finally faded away.

She opened her beautiful eyes with a hint of anger.

"This bastard did it on purpose!"

But for some reason, recalling that man's domineering kiss at this time, she still felt her heart beating faster and her face flushed.

Subconsciously, she touched the giant on her right, and felt that the man's palm seemed to be still on it, which made her feel numb.

"Bastard, bastard—"

She thumped the pillow angrily, her charming face was full of anger.

"No, this matter can't be settled like this!"

Sima Yan thought for a while, and suddenly a plan came up in his mind, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "I'll let you see how powerful this girl is in a while."

With a flash of her figure, she quietly left the ancient tomb.

After a while, she appeared in the woods outside the ancient tomb. She looked around, pinched the magic formula, and listened.

Not long after, I heard a few voices coming from not far away.

"No, senior brother, why are you dragging us out so late?"

"That's right, let's go to bed early, there is morning class tomorrow."

"Oh, you bastards, why are you sleeping? Master is not here, who are you pretending to show off to?"

"Don't sleep tonight, let's catch zombies!"

"Huh? Catching zombies again?"

Several figures came out from the woods, the leader was a fat young man, followed by a few little Taoist priests with mischievous eyebrows.

When Sima Yan saw these people, her red lips curled up slightly. She pretended not to notice them and stood by the roadside crying. "Huh? There's a woman's voice." A Taoist priest suddenly said in surprise.

The obese young man cursed: "Are you crazy about women? Where do women come from in the middle of the night? Female ghosts are just like that."

"Woooooooo..."

Suddenly, a burst of weeping sound reached his ears.

The obese young man's eyes widened immediately, and he quickly turned around to look: "Damn, is there really a beautiful woman?"

"Hey, does it look familiar? Isn't this Sima Yan from the microwave school?"

"Oh, this figure is really mouth-watering, haha."

The fat young man adjusted his glasses and said, "This girl is mine, don't you guys want to sleep? Go back quickly."

"Isn't it, Senior Brother Deng?"

"Brother Deng, you forget about us if there are beauties?"

"Get out of here, stop talking nonsense." The obese young man cursed.

The other little Taoist priests had no choice but to turn around and go back.

The obese young man is called Deng Tianliang, a disciple of the Microwave Sect.

He is exactly the same as his master, wretched and thick-skinned.

At this time, when she saw Sima Yan crying alone, she immediately rubbed her hands in excitement and laughed strangely: "Young master is very lucky today. They say that Sima Yan is a slut and shows off all day long. Today I am going to try it." Taste this little slut, haha.”

He immediately walked over quietly, and when he was about to get close to Sima Yan, he suddenly hugged her.

Immediately, Sima Yan was embraced by him, and he yelled: "Bold monster, how dare you act presumptuously in my Fax faction territory, see if I don't surrender to you!"

As he said this, he pawed around with his hands. Sima Yan exclaimed and pretended to be angry: "Deng Tianliang, please see clearly, I am Sima Yan of the microwave school!"

How could Deng Tianliang be willing to listen? At this moment, the sperm was in his head and he couldn't stop.

Sima Yan pretended to be angry and slapped him on the face.

Deng Tianliang suddenly ouched and fell to the ground.

He quickly shouted: "Oh, why is it you? Look, I'm up so late at night, I thought it was a monster."

Sima Yan cried and said: "I have been bullied, can't I come out and cry?"

When Deng Tianliang heard the words, he cried when he saw the charming beauty being bullied. He was furious and said, "Who dares to bully you? Is it your second senior sister?"

Sima Yan cried: "A Taoist priest came outside and said it was from the Maoshan sect. It's very powerful. Alas, it's also my fate. I have a face that has committed crimes, woo woo woo..."

When Deng Tianliang heard this, he felt as if he had been cuckolded out of thin air. His anger rose and he cursed: "Where did you get that piece of shit Taoist priest from? You dare to bully you? Just wait, I will go and die now." he!"

As he spoke, Deng Tianliang sat cross-legged on the spot, took out a talisman, stuck it on his forehead, muttered something, and suddenly yelled: "Out of body!"

Immediately, he saw his heavenly spirit covering his body, and a soul instantly escaped from his body. He actually used an out-of-body spell.

Of course, he didn't cultivate the primordial spirit. This soul is naturally supported by spells and talismans, so that he can leave the body like the primordial spirit.

This kind of soul goes out of the body, usually not too far away, and reaches the sky within a few kilometers.

And if the soul leaves the body, if it is not supported by the talisman, it is likely to be scratched by the wind.

Seeing this, Sima Yan showed surprise, and said, "Since when did you know how to draw the 'Leaving Soul Talisman'?"

"Hey, great, I'm going to play tricks on this thatched Taoist priest, Yan'er, after you come back, let me touch it."

"You hate it."

"Hey hey hey."

Deng Tianliang smiled lewdly, swayed, and ran towards the microwave school.

When he walked away, he saw that Sima Yan, who was originally aggrieved and shy, suddenly became expressionless.

From behind the woods, another figure stepped out, which was exactly the same as Sima Yan in front of him!
But he saw the new Sima Yan's face full of disgust.

"Hey, what is it that deserves to touch this girl? Fortunately, I used a double amulet."

Then she squeezed the magic formula with her hand, and with a bang, the expressionless Sima Yan suddenly turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared without a trace.

It turns out that Sima Yan, who was being teased, was just a substitute from beginning to end!
The real Sima Yan didn't even show his true face, and Deng Tianliang, who just played around like this, asked him to take revenge on Feng Ji for him!

A sly smile appeared on her face: "Hey, although Deng Tianliang of the Facsimile School is a flirt, his Taoism skills are also superb, and it is very interesting to play with talismans. I want to see if your Maoshan Sect's spells can break the fax!" Send spells. Hee hee."

She swayed and flew directly back to the ancient tomb, wanting to sit back and watch the fight between the two men.

……

But Feng Ji scared Sima Yan away, so there was no one else in the hall.

He sat on the chair, wondering what Bai Min'er told Caiyi.

Next, if he wanted to obtain the vital yin energy of the seven-star female devil, he still had to make Caiyi willing to do so.

Rubbing his chin, Feng Ji thought about why Master Baimei was hiding in the cave at this time. Is there any conspiracy in this?

While he was thinking, he didn't even notice that a figure squeezed out from the wall behind him.

This figure floats like the wind, looks like a ghost, and is silent.

It was Deng Tianliang!
Deng Tianliang's state at this time is not a ghost, and there is no Yin energy in his body.

He also stuck a breath-holding talisman on his body, so that Feng Ji didn't notice it.

He approached quietly and grabbed a candle on the desk, with a sinister smile on his face.

But he saw the light of the candle slowly approaching Feng Ji's hair.

This guy is actually going to kill Feng Ji's hair!
"Hey, you're so tall and handsome, I'll let you be a monk bald donkey and see how you bully my woman!"

The fire light approached Feng Ji's hair, and suddenly there was a buzzing sound all over Feng Ji's body!
"Buzz!"

I saw a barrier suddenly surged around him, blocking the surging fire!

It turned out that it was this flame that automatically aroused the body protection formation on Feng Ji's robe!
Feng Ji suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

"Who!"

He yelled, and although he didn't see anyone, he subconsciously punched out!
Boom!

The air behind him instantly collapsed, and Deng Tianliang screamed in fright.

With a bang, the candle fell to the ground, and his soul screamed and flew backwards.

Fortunately, he had a talisman on his body, which protected him!
Otherwise, with this punch, his soul will fly away in an instant!
Feng Ji looked at the candles on the ground, his expression darkened, and he immediately activated his spiritual consciousness, his eyes like light, and looked around.

He instantly saw Deng Tianliang who was in a state of soul not far away!
"Living soul?"

Feng Ji frowned, showing a cold look.

Immediately, he jumped up, and with a whoosh, he was already pressing towards Deng Tianliang.

Deng Tianliang was shocked, and hurriedly shouted: "Stop! Do you know who I am?"

The answer to him was a terrifying punch!
Rumble!
The void exploded and there was a loud roar.

Deng Tianliang was so frightened that his face paled, he hurriedly threw out a magic talisman, and shouted: "I am the senior brother of the Facsimile Sect, if you dare to kill me, the Facsimile Sect will not spare you... Ah!"

The talisman exploded and turned into an earth wall, but in just a moment, the earth wall exploded.

Feng Ji had already grasped Deng Tianliang's arm with one hand.

Deng Tianliang yelled in horror: "Let go!"

Bang!
Feng Ji yanked hard, and Deng Tianliang's soul screamed, and Feng Ji tore his entire arm off.

Feng Ji laughed ferociously: "Young people, you hide your head and show your tail!"

He opened his mouth and stuffed Deng Tianliang's arm into his mouth.

With the turning of the Beiming Divine Art in his body, this arm immediately turned into the purest Yin Qi and was absorbed by him!

Deng Tianliang howled and rolled on the ground.

The loss of an arm in the living soul will undoubtedly cause serious damage to his soul!

But what frightened him even more was that this terrifying guy in front of him actually ate his soul alive!
How is this different from a demon?

Sima Yan, who was watching the excitement in the dark, instantly turned pale and a little frightened when she saw this scene.

She hurriedly appeared and shouted: "Hey, stop, he is really from the Facsimile Sect!"

Feng Ji turned a deaf ear and trampled on one foot.

On the soles of the feet, the terrifying mana aura flickered, and it was actually the Big Dipper Tiangang Step!

With this kick, Deng Tianliang will definitely be out of his wits!
Sima Yan suddenly screamed in fear. She knew that if Deng Tianliang was really dead, the microwave sect and the fax sect would have a huge feud.

If the senior sister knew that it was her own fault, would the senior sister spare her?

(End of this chapter)