The heavens: pushing across all realms

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!"

Feng Ji saw that she was crying with fear and couldn't help but shake his head: "Your master and senior sister both know about this matter. They dare not tell you because they are afraid that you will not 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 Demon is indeed unparalleled in beauty. But how can I get her to agree to let me break her Yuan Yin energy?"

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

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

But he saw a figure coming out, covered his mouth and said with a smile: "Taoist Master Feng is worthy of being the heir of Maoshan Sect. He can't even hide the breath-condensing technique of my Microwave Sect from the eyes and ears of the Taoist Master. 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 calmed down and visualized the Shangqing Lu in his mind to keep his mind clear.

He said in a deep voice: "Miss Yan is very good at enchantment. She just used it on Feng so unscrupulously. Are you not afraid that Feng won't be able to control it?"

Sima Yan chuckled: "Oh? I would like to know what it would be like if the Taoist priest of the Maoshan Sect couldn't control it, giggle..."

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 narrowed his eyes and suddenly 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 hurriedly squeezed the magic 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 infinite circle of Tai Chi, and any escape technique will affect the yin and yang in the circle.

The two qi of yin and yang were disturbed and caused fluctuations, and Feng Ji was able to sense her position instantly.

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

Feng Ji suddenly flashed and pressed his finger into the void somewhere.

"ah--"

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 pushed against the wall uncontrollably by Feng Ji.

The position of this press was also coincidental, 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."

Feng Ji's eyes suddenly showed a trace of obsession, but he immediately sobered up.

"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 shouted in a low voice, as if he couldn't help himself, lowered his head and kissed her directly.

Sima Yan's eyes widened immediately, and she hurriedly used her magic power to escape.

She just let her use her magic power however she wanted, but was easily held down by Feng Ji, unable to move.

She was shocked and angry: "Hey, you have no magic skills at all. Let me go quickly... Wuwuwu..."

Before she finished speaking, her pink lips were sealed.

The masculine aura that was so strong that it suffocated her instantly overwhelmed her brain. For a moment, the charm backfired, causing her heart to beat wildly and her skin to turn an irregular pink color.

Feng Ji moved his hands up and down, using various teasing techniques.

Although this Sima Yan is an expert in practicing Mei Gong, his theoretical knowledge is also at full level.

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

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, and once her emotions are stirred up, her charm will backfire, making it harder than ordinary women to keep her heart.

Now her eyes were confused, her whole body was showing an abnormal pink color, her breathing gradually became heavier, and her whole body was twisting in Feng Ji's big hands.

The sound of yelling came, and she seemed to be really losing control.

"No, no, no..."

She murmured unconsciously, trying to push Feng Ji away, but the longing look on her face was in huge contrast with 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, and his big hands had already entered the skirt, and he wanted to go further.

At the critical moment, Sima Yan suddenly bit hard, causing Feng Ji's tongue to hurt and his eyes to clear up instantly.

He immediately raised his head and backed away, looking at Sima Yan, who was panting and flushed.

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

Feng Ji smiled, waved his hand, and withdrew his yin and yang energy, and said: "Miss Yan is a natural charmer. She is really powerful. I am ashamed that I can't resist it."

"Pooh!"

Sima Yan was immediately filled with shame and anger, and she gave him a hard mouth. She flashed her body and turned into a ball of pink mist and fled away with a sudden sound.

Feng Ji watched him go away, grinned, gently licked the blood on his tongue, and smiled.

"It tastes good, hehe..."

Sima Yan panicked all the way and fled back to her boudoir.

She immediately went to bed, took off her clothes, and used the "Girl's Heart Sutra" technique to guide the out-of-control magic power to travel through the meridians and return to the Dantian.

The "Girl's Heart Sutra" she practices is a charming technique of the Microwave School, and its magical power contains powerful aphrodisiac power.

This technique can not only improve the physique, make women charming and practice it to a high level, but also make men dream about themselves, be fascinated by them, and be willing to dedicate everything to themselves.

Even women, facing themselves, will feel ashamed, ashamed, and feel a sense of closeness and worship.

It's a pity that her current skills are not very advanced, and she can only confuse ordinary men. Facing a man with strong magical power and strong will like Feng Ji, she will naturally suffer a big loss.

The only people of the opposite sex she had come into contact with in the past were a bunch of mediocre disciples from the Facsimile sect next door. She could easily catch them by using her charm skills.

Those Microwave Sect disciples have long coveted her, and they cannot kneel under her pomegranate skirt.

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

Over time, she realized that her charm skills were powerful. When she saw Feng Ji today, she couldn't help but feel unhappy when she saw Feng Ji getting close to her second senior sister Cai Yi, so she used her charm skills to play tricks on Feng Ji.

She never expected that Feng Ji would turn against the guest and she almost fell into trouble today and lost her body!

He really lost his wife and lost his troops.

At this time, the thoughts in her heart were confused, and Sima Yan couldn't help but recall the scene of being bullied several times, which almost caused the mana to be unable to be gathered and returned to Dantian.

She hurriedly gathered her mind, kept clear, and finally tried to gather her magic power. The heat in her body finally faded away.

She opened her beautiful eyes, revealing a trace of anger.

"This bastard did it on purpose!"

But for some reason, recalling that man's overbearing kiss, she still felt her heartbeat speed up and her face turn red.

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

"Asshole, bastard—"

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

"No, we can't let this matter go like this!"

Sima Yan thought for a while, and suddenly a plan came into her mind, and she raised the corner of her mouth: "I'll let you see how powerful this girl is in a moment."

At that moment, she flashed and quietly left the 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 several 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. We have morning classes tomorrow."

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

"No sleep tonight, let's go catch zombies!"

"Huh? Are you catching zombies again?"

Several figures walked out of the woods, led by a fat young man, followed by several little Taoist priests with sly 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 crying sound reached his ears.

The obese young man's eyes widened immediately and he quickly looked back: "Holy crap, is there really a beauty?"

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

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

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

"Isn't it right, Senior Brother Deng?"

"Senior Brother Deng, why don't you forget about us when there are beautiful women?"

"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 just like his master, mean and shameless.

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.

Suddenly, Sima Yan was held in his arms, and he shouted: "You are so bold and evil, how dare you act so recklessly on the territory of our Faction Sect, 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 could no longer stop.

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

Deng Tianliang suddenly let out an ouch 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 this, he saw that this charming beauty was actually being bullied into tears. He was furious and said, "Who dares to bully you? Is it your second senior sister?"

Sima Yan cried: "It's a Taoist priest who came from outside. He said he was from the Maoshan sect. He's so powerful. Alas, it's my life that's miserable. I have a face that's destined to be a peach blossom. Boo hoo hoo..."

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 said that, Deng Tianliang actually sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a talisman, put it on his forehead, muttered something in his mouth, and suddenly shouted: "Out of the 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 has not cultivated the soul. This soul is naturally supported by magic and talismans, so that it can leave the body like the soul.

This kind of soul that leaves the body usually doesn't travel very far, but reaches the sky within a few kilometers.

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

When Sima Yan saw this, she looked surprised and said, "When did you learn how to draw the 'Soul Leaving Talisman'?"

"Hey, you're awesome. I'm going to play tricks on this thatched Taoist priest. Yan'er, when you come back, you have to let me pet him."

"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 walked out, and it turned out to be exactly the same as the Sima Yan in front of her!

But he saw the new Sima Yan's face full of disgust.

"Bah, what kind of thing is worthy of touching this girl? Fortunately, I used a substitute charm."

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 reveal her true face, and she just fooled Deng Tianliang into asking him to take revenge on Feng Ji for him!

A sly smile appeared on her face: "Hey, although Deng Tianliang from the Facsimile Sect is a pervert, he is also very skilled in Taoism. He has a lot of fun playing with the talismans. I want to see if your Maoshan Sect's spells can break the Facsimile Sect." 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, and there was no one else in the hall.

He sat on the chair and wondered what Bai Miner told Caiyi.

If he wants to obtain the vital yin energy of the Seven-Star Female Demon, he still needs to make Caiyi willing.

Touching his chin, Feng Ji thought again 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 notice that a figure squeezed out of the wall behind him.

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

It was Deng Tianliang!

Deng Tianliang's current state is not that of a ghost, and there is no yin energy in his body.

He also put a breathing charm 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 him slowly bring the flame of the candle closer to Feng Ji's hair.

This guy actually wants to kill all Feng Ji's hair!

"Hey, you are so tall and handsome, I will let you be a monk and a bald donkey, and see how you bully my woman!"

The firelight was close to Feng Ji's hair, and suddenly there was a buzzing sound all over Feng Ji!

"Buzz!"

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

It turned out that it was this fire that automatically activated the protective formation on Feng Ji's robe!

Feng Ji suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

"who!"

He shouted sharply, and although he didn't see anyone, he subconsciously punched out!

Boom!

The air behind him collapsed instantly, 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 attached to him to protect him!

Otherwise, with this punch, your soul will be shattered 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 in his soul state not far away!

"Born soul?"

Feng Ji raised his eyebrows with a cold expression.

At that moment, he jumped up and with a roar, he was already forcing himself towards Deng Tianliang.

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

What answered him was a terrifying punch!

Boom!

The void exploded with a loud roar.

Deng Tianliang was so frightened that he turned pale and hurriedly threw out a 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 grabbed Deng Tianliang's arm with one hand.

Deng Tianliang shouted in horror: "Let go!"

Bang!

Feng Ji pulled hard, and suddenly Deng Tianliang's soul screamed, and his entire arm was torn off by Feng Ji.

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

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

As the Beiming Divine Art in his body turned, this arm suddenly turned into the purest Yin Qi and was absorbed by him!

Deng Tianliang screamed and rolled on the ground.

The living soul was missing an arm, which undoubtedly severely damaged 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 stepped over with one foot.

On the soles of the feet, the terrifying magic light flashed, and he actually used the Beidou Tiangang Step!

With this kick, Deng Tianliang will definitely be shaken to his core!

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?