Excellent Immortal

In the inner world, Han Yun opened the big leather bag made of animal skin, and suddenly felt that it was dazzling white, and a faintly strange smell wafted out.Palace Master Ling Jing put her pretty face closer, and said strangely: "What is this? Why does it smell so weird?"

I saw that the bag was filled with shining white sand, which smelled a bit like sulfur, which was very strange.Han Yun grabbed a handful of crystal-like sand in his hand, and felt warm. These things seemed to be heating up.

"What's here?" Han Yun came to Voldemort with a handful of white sand.

This Voldemort was kidnapped into the inner world by Han Yun in a daze, and he has not recovered yet, just screaming and screaming.Han Yun was confused and frowned, "Can you speak human language?"

Palace Master Ling Jing on the side almost laughed out loud, and gave Han Yun a sneaky look.

Voldemort was stunned for a pair of copper bell-sized eyes, suddenly became fierce, exhaled two rough breaths, and buzzed: "Are you immortal cultivators?"

Han Yun rolled his eyes and said, "You just recognized it?"

Voldemort rushed forward with a roar, and before Han Yun could make a move, Palace Master Ling Jing's slender thigh was already kicked out by lightning, kicking Voldemort upside down, and with a flash of cold light in his hand, he put the single knife on Voldemort's neck.The movements are clean and agile, full of strength and beauty, which reminds Han Yunxiang of the first time he saw the peacock girl fighting Sangzi in the spirit world.

"Be honest!" Palace Master Ling Jing scolded coldly.

Sure enough, Voldemort didn't dare to move anymore, but he stared fiercely at the two of them.Han Yun cast a glance at Palace Master Ling Jing, and the latter put away the sword knowingly.Han Yun spread his palms with a smile, and said lightly, "What is this? What's the use?"

Voldemort was also stubborn, just watching the two of them in silence.Han Yun didn't care too much, and said lightly: "As long as you say it, I will let you go!"

Voldemort snorted coldly: "If you want to kill, kill it. Demon warriors are not afraid of death, so don't waste your efforts in vain!"

Palace Mistress Ling Jing raised her eyebrows and shouted coldly: "I will cut off your toes and fingers one by one, then cut off your ears, goug out your eyes, and see if you are afraid!"

Han Yun couldn't help sweating secretly, he didn't expect Ling Jing to be so aggressive.There was a look of fear in Voldemort's eyes, he suddenly shouted, and slapped his head with a palm.Han Yun stepped out with his right foot, sealing Voldemort's magic power as fast as lightning.In the inner world, Han Yun is the master of everything, and it is not easy for Voldemort to commit suicide.

Voldemort failed to commit suicide, so he got up and embraced Palace Master Ling Jing with his arms wide open.Palace Master Ling Jing's eyes turned cold, and a cold light flashed in his hand, Voldemort's two arms snapped off in response, and he fell down in a pool of blood.Palace Master Ling Jing was still angry, and was about to make two more cuts to cut off Voldemort's legs, but was dragged back by Han Yun.

"What are you doing!" Palace Master Ling Jing pursed her lips and gave Han Yun a blank look.This girl is originally a high-ranking peacock girl. Anyone who dared to provoke her in the past will definitely be unlucky. Although she has changed a lot after meeting Han Yun, but this time she was captured by the demons, and she had already accumulated a lot of anger in her heart. Voldemort's movements were also too violent, so there was no mercy in his strikes.

Han Yun glared at Palace Master Ling Jing and said, "Stand aside, don't make trouble!"

Palace Master Ling Jing's eyes turned red, she stomped her feet and said, "Why did I make trouble?"

Han Yun ignored her, leaned down to check, and found that Voldemort bit his tongue and committed suicide. No wonder his hands were cut off and he didn't move.Palace Master Ling Jing saw that Han Yun was only focusing on checking Voldemort's injuries, and felt even more wronged. She only felt that she was worse than a Voldemort in Han Yun's heart. The more she thought about it, the more sad she became. and ran away.

Han Yun couldn't help frowning: "The palace master has lost his temper again!"

The current area of ​​Han Yun's Five Elements Inner Realm has not increased much, it is still more than ten square meters, but it is green grass, and a few small trees have been planted.I saw Palace Master Ling Jing sitting behind a small tree, burying her face between her knees and crying.Han Yun's heart softened, he walked over and sat down next to him, stretched out his hand to touch Palace Master Ling Jing's slender waist, and said softly, "Don't cry!"

Palace Master Ling Jing turned around and shook Han Yun's hand off. Han Yun was a little amused, and stretched out his hands to forcefully hug her into his arms.Palace Master Ling Jing struggled violently, Han Yun naturally refused to let go, and pressed her tightly in his arms.Palace Master Ling Jing struggled for a while before finally being defeated, sobbing softly in Han Yun's arms.Han Yun caressed Palace Mistress Ling Jing's pink neck, and softly comforted her for a long while before the girl finally stopped crying, but still ignored Han Yun with a sullen face.

Han Yun scratched the nose of Palace Master Ling Jing, and said with a smile: "Isn't it just that I said something to you and played the palace master's temper, you should return the betrothal gift to my son, I will not marry you!"

"How dare you!" Palace Master Ling Jing raised her pear blossom and rainy face, pinched the soft flesh around Han Yun's waist, and said threateningly and bitterly.

Han Yun gritted his teeth and bit Palace Mistress Ling Jing's nose lightly, and the two of them started fighting and rolling on the grass.

Palace Mistress Ling Jing put her whole body on Han Yun's body, grabbed Han Yun's ears with both hands, panted slightly and said bitterly: "Will you accept it... Oh!" The lips were also caught, and a big hand reached in from the neckline to hold a puff pastry.

Palace Master Ling Jing let out a soft ah, her slender waist tensed, and after a while, a low moan came out of her throat!

It took a full quarter of an hour before Han Yun sat up contentedly, and licked his lips, relishing the creamy and soft under the cherry.Palace Master Ling Jing's temples were scattered, her breasts were half exposed, her pretty face was flushed, her eyes were like silk, she was panting on the grass with her face upturned, her half-naked twin peaks were undulating, extremely alluring.

Palace Master Ling Jing sat up after resting for a while, glared at Han Yun with shame and anger, and lowered her head to arrange the messy clothes.Han Yun's heart fluttered, and he picked up Palace Mistress Ling Jing and placed him on his lap, that touching buttocks were full of elasticity.

"Bad guy, what do you want to do again!" Palace Master Ling Jing weakly held down Han Yun's big hand that was about to move.

Han Yun held the main building of Lingjing Palace in his arms, and said lightly: "Just hug and do nothing else!"

Only then did Palace Master Ling Jing lean on Han Yun's chest with peace of mind, and suddenly jumped up like a rabbit hit by an arrow, but Han Yun quickly hugged his slender waist and sat down.Palace Master Ling Jing blushed and struggled a few times, and found that the fiery hard object under her buttocks seemed to be a little bigger, as if it was piercing through her clothes.Although Palace Master Ling Jing was not a human being, she guessed what it was, and felt her heart trembling and her body weakening, as if sitting on the tip of a needle, touching Han Yun's chest feebly, her voice trembling slightly: "Yun Han, you... Don't bully me, mother will know!"

Han Yun took a deep breath, and said a few words to himself to be kind, and then gradually suppressed the lust in his belly, and the murderous little Han Yun died unwillingly.Palace Master Ling Jing noticed the change in Han Yun, raised her blushing pretty face and quickly scented the latter's lips, feeling sweet in her heart, put her face against Han Yun's cheek and rubbed gently.

Han Yun smiled wryly and said: "You still come to tease me, be careful that I can't hold back and eat you up, and then don't complain in front of the empress!"

Palace Master Ling Jing didn't dare to move after hearing the words, and said shyly, "You scoundrel, you always want to bully others!"

"Who makes Ling'er so attractive, even a man can't help it!" Han Yun said nastyly.

Palace Mistress Ling Jing spat lightly, but she was extremely happy in her heart, and whispered: "Yun Han, please bear with it for a while, and when you marry someone, they let you... ok?"

Han Yun looked at Palace Master Ling Jing's shy and infinitely shy look, and felt itchy in his heart, pretending to be puzzled and asking: "What do you want me to do?"

Palace Master Ling Jing snorted, covered her face with her hands and said angrily, "Ask the question knowingly!"

Can't stand it!Han Yun sensed that Daqi was about to make a comeback, so he hurriedly stood up holding Palace Master Ling Jing, and if he continued to grind, he really couldn't help but eat the peacock girl.

"Well, what is burnt?" Palace Master Ling Jing asked suddenly.

Han Yun came to the bag of white sand in a flash, and saw that a large piece of grass was scorched, and the leather bag was scorched and curled up.It turned out that Palace Master Ling Jing chopped the cowhide bag into two balls with a single knife, and the white crystal sand inside leaked out.Han Yun picked up a ball of sand on the edge, only to feel that it was very hot, and the temperature was enough to ignite dry wood.

"What's going on?" Han Yun said to himself authentically. At the beginning, he also tried to grab a handful and ask Voldemort. It was only slightly warm at the time, so why did he suddenly become hot!

Palace Master Ling Jing grabbed a handful from the upper layer of the sand pile, and said strangely: "Yun Han, the one above doesn't seem to have a fever!"

Han Yun's heart moved, and he also tested it on the sand pile, and it turned out that the temperature was much lower, but when he probed the bottom, it was very hot.

"I understand!" Han Yun picked up all the white sand scattered on the ground, took Palace Master Ling Jing out of the Five Elements Inner Realm, found a sand dune, scattered the white sand on the sand dune, and passed through Stir well, these white crystalline sands will be hard to identify.

Palace Master Ling Jing asked strangely: "Yun Han, what are you doing?"

Han Yun pulled Palace Master Ling Jing to sit aside, and after half an hour, the two went to the sand dunes for a try, and they found that the sand was extremely hot.

"How could this be?" Palace Master Ling Jing strangely picked up a pinch of hot yellow sand.

Han Yun shook his head and said: "I don't know the specific reason, but what is certain is that if these white sands are scattered on the ground, they will emit high heat!"

Palace Master Ling Jing was even more puzzled, and asked, "What are the demon soldiers doing with such things?"

Han Yun frowned and thought deeply: "Such a large-scale transportation may be used to deal with the army of the fairy world!"

Palace Master Ling Jing shook her head and said angrily, "How is that possible? Could it be that the demons still want to scald our immortal army to death with these sands!"

Han Yun also thought it was funny. Although the sand was very hot, even a Mahayana cultivator would not be scalded to death. What's more, immortal cultivators are all flying in the sky, and they can't be burned even if they are hot, so this assumption is not valid at all.

"How about we catch a few more demon soldiers and ask them, I won't believe that they are not afraid of death!" Palace Master Ling Jing snorted.

Han Yun also agreed deeply and nodded in agreement.

The two of them had just left the sand dune several hundred meters away when there was a loud bang, the sand dune collapsed suddenly, a burst of fire burst out from the deep pit with high pressure, and the hot flaming magma shot out to a height of nearly a hundred feet. The flames scattered in all directions, and the range of several kilometers was immediately engulfed in a sea of ​​flames.

Han Yun and Palace Master Ling Jing looked back in horror, a chill surged from the bottom of their hearts.