Supreme Saint Physique

The bronze coffin disappeared, the cold air here also disappeared, and the fog also dispersed.

Just a short moment.

Not only is there no terrifying breath that made people uncomfortable before, but there is also a hint of harmony.

That is the breath from the power of the demon saint.

Jun Wuxie was about to return to the mouth of the canyon, but saw Yan Qingcheng walking quickly.

"Innocent, where's the coffin?"

She asked like this, with doubts in her eyes.

"It’s gone, I don’t know where I went."

Jun Wuxie shook the head, looked towards all around, saying: "There is no coffin now, and the environment here has changed. Now, you can feel how gentle the demon saint’s breath is."

"So?" Yan Qingcheng ascended to the altar and came to him, holding his arms with a plump breast on him. Rubbing his hands, charming eyes were like silk looking at him, saying: "I thought I was about to lose myself forever, and I would never be able to stay with you anymore. You came at the critical moment. After I woke up, I remembered this Everything, I feel like I don’t want to leave you for half a step in this life..."

"Innocent, do you love me?"

She exhales like orchids, biting charming red lightly Lips, looking up at him with her charming face slightly.

"Of course."

Jun Wuxie said with a smile, reaching out and hooking her chin.

"Then...you love me now, I want you to love me fiercely~"

Her charming eyes were like silk, her charming eyes were like silk, her voice was so sweet and her arms were in her arms His neck is tightly attached to his body.

"Okay, I will let you kneel on the ground and cry, save me and say no."

He has a strange smile in his eyes.

At the end of the speech, he separated the incarnation of Yuanshi and let the incarnation go to the entrance of the canyon to guard.

After that, he directly released the Chaos Forbidden Magic, covering himself and Yan Qingcheng.

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The mountain is very quiet, Yuanshi incarnation guards in front of the entrance.

In the Primal Chaos Domain, a fierce battle is being staged, from the joy at the beginning, to the crying a few hours later, to begging, screaming, and screaming...

Jun Wuxie remained unmoved, his eyes were extremely cold.

Primal Chaos Domain, which lasted until the second day.

When the field spread out, the clothes were disheveled, the disheveled hair, and the bruised Yan Qingcheng fell out.

Jun Wuxie hugged her, his eyes hurt.

He is holding a mass of consciousness in his hand, struggling frantically, making angry noises.

"Do you dare to treat me like this, you will regret it!"

That group of consciousness, even with all its strength, is difficult to break free, and is being burned by Binghuo and Supreme-Yang Essence Fire Practice.

"I thought you could keep pretending, why don't you pretend?"

Jun Wuxie sneered, this wisp of will hid in Yan Qingcheng's body and controlled her body.

I want to capture his origin in this way, and at the same time I want to control his thoughts.

But I don't know how powerful his fleshy body is. How could this ray of will be his opponent with Yan Qingcheng's body, and ten more will have to kneel and beg for mercy.

"I just want to be resurrected. Is it wrong for me to live? You hateful Human Race, you were plotting against my race back then, making my race annihilated, you despicable people !"

That wisp of will swears, without any powerhouse demeanor at all.

Jun Wuxie asked calmly: "What is your origin, let me listen to you."

"If I tell you to listen, you will take my coffin from there and damn it. Will it be released in the space of yours?"

The voice of the will is a nice female voice, no longer so evil, even without the slightest feeling of evil.

"What qualifications do you have to bargain with me? It depends on my mood!"

"You...you are such a weak Human Race, you only need to cooperate with me and help me resurrect, I promise you eternal life!"

"Eternal life? You really know how to draw cakes, not to mention whether you had the ability to live forever when you were alive. Even if you are resurrected, your strength will inevitably drop. I am confident that I want to allow me to live forever?"

"Let's talk, who are you?"

Jun Wuxie temporarily withdrew the Binghuo and Supreme-Yang Essence Fire.

The ray of will was silent for a long time before he said: "I am the last witch Empress of the ancient witch clan. When my clan was annihilated, I also died in battle. Only a ray of weak true soul remains. Pursuing the road to resurrection in the years..."

Jun Wuxie listened quietly. According to her words, the witch Empress is the strongest person in the witch clan, and her strength is still higher than that of the twelve ancestor witches.

It’s just that, in the era when she was in, the twelve ancestor witch had already died in battle, and her strength was far not as strong as that of the witch Empress of previous dynasties.

During the long years, her fleshy body was derived out of the evil will because of the cruel and severe injuries she suffered, so she thought of body possession, a fleshy body to rebuild, and when it was strong enough, she erased the original The evil will born from the fleshy body merges with the original fleshy body, so that it can break through the shackles of the previously unbreakable while alive, and set foot on a new realm.

"You said that your eyes and heart were dug away in the war?"

Jun Wuxie was startled. How cruel is this fighting to do this?

Furthermore, the enemy is afraid to hate the Witch Clan in the bones, otherwise, would it be like this?

But he doesn't know the true or false of this will. It is most likely a fabricated lie to deceive him and win his sympathy.

You know, the evil breath yesterday is still unforgettable to him.

Can he believe in such an evil existence?

"Yes!"

The will of the witch Empress carries a strong hatred.

"Do you think I can trust you? No matter true or false, I can't take this risk, so you stay obediently and honestly in that space. As for your will, I can Promise, let you return to the coffin."

"You don't speak credit, your Human Race are so mean. After eternity, your Human Race's meanness has not changed at all!"

The will of the witch Empress carries a deep hatred.

Jun Wuxie didn't talk nonsense with her, he just put her will in the bronze coffin.

"no! No, I beg you, don’t do this!"

The witch Empress tremblingly said: "I have waited for endless years, the true soul will fight against the resulting evil will , Now there is only such a weak real soul left, and finally escaped from the coffin, you can’t put me back!"

"Also, let you go for a while, I don’t have to leave you His true soul will belong to the coffin, but you must stay in that space. When I am free, I will naturally be able to distinguish the true or false you said. If it is false, wait for it to be destroyed!"

After Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he directly threw the true soul will in his hand into the Temple of Immortality.

"Ancient Wuxie?"

Jun Wuxie frowned, he likes ancient history since he was a child, and has studied prehistoric civilization, otherwise he would not recognize prehistoric writing.

But the ancient Wu Clan, he didn't understand it at all.

The only thing we know is that the ancient witch clan existed in prehistoric times, but any information about them is hard to trace now.

It seems that their civilization has been completely broken in that era.

Unexpectedly, I would encounter Empress, the last witch of the ancient witch clan, here.

Furthermore, under the torment of endless years, he was so weak that there was only a ray of true soul at the semi-sacred level.

Fortunately, this is the case, otherwise, he can do nothing at all.

When I am free, ask Ye Qingxue, when the time comes, I understand everything.

Whether the Miko Empress has lied, she will inevitably not escape her magical eye.

Thinking of this, he put his mind away, and saw Yan Qingcheng looking at him with a charming face in his arms, with shame and resentment in his eyes.

"Cough, how are you?"

"What do you mean, you little bastard, you have cracked everyone apart, I will kill you!"

Yan Qingcheng beat him vigorously, vented, but hugged him tightly, for fear that he would disappear as soon as he let go.

"Okay, okay, I'm not good, I almost broke my allure."

Jun Wuxie's jaw pressed against her head, stroking her purple Long hair.

He couldn't help but smile, really helpless at the time.

The witch Empress’s wisp of true soul will is not much weaker than his soul, so he has only beating somebody at their own game, using this method to mess up his will and take the opportunity to suppress it. Otherwise, she cannot be taken out of Yan Qingcheng's body at all.

Furthermore, if it takes a long time, Yan Qingcheng's own soul will inevitably be greatly damaged.

"My Allure is still very smart. Fortunately, when her consciousness invaded, you used a sleepy way to take no confrontation in time, let her completely control your body and temporarily own your fleshy body, so I can beating somebody at their own game, otherwise it’s really hard to handle."

"I believe you will come to save me soon, otherwise I don’t fight like this, but I’m really caught by her Body possession." When she said this, she grinds her teeth and said: "You said, do you have a very novel feeling, do you possess me, but like you are enjoying other women?"

"Is there? I was saving you. What kind of enjoyment or not, I don't feel okay at all?"

Yan Qingcheng looked at him seriously and said: "Do you believe this? "

"I, I believe..."

Jun Wuxie is a little frustrated.

Yan Qingcheng said sourly: "Okay, you don’t feel anymore for my body, don’t you? Do you feel very good for your dear Xuelan? People are the body of ice muscle. I'm just an ordinary woman, how can it be compared."

Jun Wuxie:...

He was completely stunned.

With this brain circuit, I really can’t talk about this kind of problem with a woman, otherwise it will be my fault in the end.

Yan Qingcheng did not continue this topic with Jun Wuxie.

She is a woman who knows how to score, but her heart is really sour.

Mu Xuelan was pregnant with his child, and she secretly told herself that she must not lose to Mu Xuelan in this matter.

"We have been delayed for too long here, you hurry up to absorb the power of the demon saint."

Jun Wuxie let go of her, stood up, and watched the mountains flicker. rune.

The power of the demon saint converges toward the mountain, and then sinks into the mountain, repeating this cycle.

Yan Qingcheng was nodded, and then went up from the sky, fell halfway up the mountain, and sat down in the center where the power of the demon sage gathered.

Suddenly, the power of the demon saint seemed to sense the Monster Race True Blood in her body, and the Manshan rune almost burned.

The energy of grandiose rushed like streams, and soon submerged Yan Qingcheng's body, forming a thick energy cocoon.

Because the power of the demon saint was released too violently, a lot of power overflowed, spreading towards all around, and even gushing out of the canyon.

The devil ape outside was so excited that it screamed, absorbing the power like a whale swallowing a cow.

Fire Dragon was not idle either, so he swallowed it.

Although its realm is limited by Jun Wuxie's realm, it has such pure energy at this moment that it can be absorbed into the body and accumulate. When Jun Wuxie breaks through, it will also be able to break through simultaneously, and No need to spend time to cultivated.

"This power is so pure..."

Jun Wuxie felt the power of the demon saint and couldn't help but startled.

The whole between Heaven and Earth here is full of this kind of energy, if you don't take the opportunity to absorb it, it would be too wasteful.

In this situation, Yan Qingcheng alone is absolutely impossible to absorb.

He immediately sat down on the altar, the Primordial Beginning Golden Body Art was running, and every pore in his body was like a vortex, absorbing the power of the surging monster between Heaven and Earth.

Suddenly, the energy in the air gathered into a series of waterfalls, rushing down, and then being pulled into intricate threads by the suction of his body, it crazily submerged into the body through its pores.

Under the Primordial Beginning Golden Body Art, these forces quickly transform into life blood essence, strengthen the fleshy body, derive blood energy, rush in the meridian, converge in the Celestial Grotto, flow into the life star, and pass through The refinement of the fate star burst out, condensing into more stars.

On the demon Holy Mountain, in those runes, there are sometimes mysterious Monster Race bloodline imprints.

But these marks did not spread all around with the energy. All the marks centered on Yan Qingcheng and entered the energy cocoon.

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