The system only allows me to accept female disciples

The shaved figure, how breathtaking every move is, I really want to see what a crazy scenery is under the snow-like jade muscle between the collars!

The Son of the Devil's Cult felt his tongue was dry and couldn't help licking his blood-black lips.

"Wantang, my Wantang."

He kept murmuring the word Wantang in his mouth.

Ruo Wantang, who doesn't smile much on weekdays, treats him with a cold look most of the time, no matter how she tries to please her, she doesn't show a smile a few times.

In fact, the more Ruo Wantang was like this, the more itchy Li Liang's heart became.

If one could hold such a cold beauty in his arms, how could her charming and charming posture remain so cold when she was timid and shy?

Li Liang, the Holy Son of the Devil's Cult, shook his head vigorously, "Don't wait, ruthless!"

Immediately, he raised his hand again to urge the ancient tomb sealing mirror in his hand.

"Soul Devourer, Urge Your Life!"

In the ancient mausoleum's sealing mirror, a little bit of light condensed again, and then countless black sharp long hands poked out from it, and went straight to the academy disciples in the field!

"what!"

The deadly long sharp hand pierced through the chests of several disciples in an instant!

Hearing the screams of the fellow robes, many academy disciples were slightly distracted, and they were immediately seized by the demon cultists and cut them down!

All of a sudden, there were howls and blood splatters in the arena!

The Demon Cultist strikes fiercely, and the sharp black long hands are even worse!

In just a few moments, the number of academy disciples dropped sharply, and flesh and blood flew everywhere!

When Ruo Wantang, who was fighting with the Demon Cultists, heard the mournful mourner behind her, her heart trembled!

His eyes looked at the brothers and sisters in the same robe who fell to the ground in disbelief.

"No, no, no!"

Ruo Wantang shook her head over and over again, and the power of swinging the sword in her hand became more and more violent!

"No, no!"

Several fellow robes were pierced by the long sword one after another, and the gushing blood was reflected in Ruo Wantang's eyes.

Ruo Wantang burst out with energy all over her body, fighting all the way!

"Li Liang!"

Ruo Wantang gritted her teeth and shouted, her chest filled with anger, and stared at the laughing Son of the Demon Sect not far away.

The Holy Son had his destiny first, and these demon cultists neither hurt Ruo Wantang nor let her pass, but surrounded her.

No matter how much Ruo Wantang struggled, every time she moved forward, she would be pushed back.

In a moment of anxiety, another ray of light suddenly fell from the sky and hit the nearby mountain peak!

Elder Jie Chi, also defeated?

Ruo Wantang's red lips parted slightly, and screams came again and again in her ears.

Just when she was slightly dazed, the Holy Son of the Devil's Sect saw the right moment and galloped away. With the luck of his left hand, he swung a palm fiercely behind Ruo Wantang's back, and directly drove the Labor Emotion Gu into Ruo Wantang's body!

sneak attack!

Li Liang is already in the early stage of Yuanying, and with the blessing of a heavenly spirit treasure, his own strength is much stronger than Ruo Wantang!

This was another sneak attack, if Wantang couldn't dodge in time, she flew upside down and rolled on the ground several times.

"puff!"

Ruo Wantang stabilized her body and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"you!"

Before she finished speaking, Ruo Wantang fell into a daze for an instant.

Surrounding her were the corpses of the same robe sect who lived and died, and Dao swords scattered all over the ground.

Ruo Wantang suddenly stopped thinking, looked at the scene in front of her, two lines of tears slid down her cheeks uncontrollably, a bone-chilling chill instantly enveloped her.

She raised her head and stretched forward, as if she was trying to grab something, but her hand was trembling uncontrollably.

Are all dead?

Are all dead?

Are all dead?

She kept looking left and right, and there were only a few dozens of comrades still fighting desperately.

It can't be stopped, they will all die.

Ruo Wantang's shoulders trembled, and she knelt on the ground weakly, whimpering.

Li Liang, the holy son of the Demon Sect, slowly approached her, and stood in front of her, looking down at Ruo Wantang's jade neck and the large white area between his collar.

"Wan Tang."

The Holy Son of the Demon Sect yelled softly, as waves of devilish energy lingered around his body slowly engulfed Ruo Wantang.

Wait, something's wrong?

The moment the devilish energy on his body climbed up to Ruo Wantang's body, the floating ancient tomb seal in his hand felt a faint restlessness.

Seems to be, excited?

Just when the Holy Son of the Demon Sect was still in doubt, the seal of the ancient tomb escaped from his palm and flew forward!

A gigantic demonic energy burst out from the mirror body!

The ancient tomb seal is out of control?

Facing the shock of such a spreading demon energy, the Son of the Demon Cult, who sensed the danger, immediately stepped back.

Why did the good things get out of control?

This is the treasure of the Yanling Demon Cult, and he is recognized as the master.