Chapter three hundred and sixty seventh female nun who pulls tiger skin(1/2)
In the blink of an eye, three beams of escaping light chased me to a hill on the desert island.
"Jiejie, Fairy Yang managed to run two thousand miles in one breath despite hiding her secrets. I want to see how long your secret technique can last!"
A burst of strange laughter from a man burst out from the thick gray fog, and the broken gong-like voice made people feel a little uncomfortable in their hearts out of thin air.
Faced with the man's threats and sarcasm, he ignored the white light in front of him and moved across the hill three minutes faster.
"Brother Bing, this is the edge of the sea area commanded by Cangji Sect. We must eradicate her as soon as possible to avoid long nights and endless dreams."
A sweet sound like a silver bell sounded from the five-petaled strange flower that was more than twenty feet behind the dense fog.
Then, the petals opened slightly, revealing an extremely charming and charming woman.
This woman's clothing cannot be described as simply revealing. She is only covered with a layer of lavender gauze in a few key places, and the rest of the place is bare.
But the self-deceptive cover-up is meaningless at all. Even mortals with good eyesight can catch a glimpse of her mountains, rivers and rift valleys.
"Sister Lu is right, but her escape method is quite mysterious. Do you have the appropriate magical powers to intercept her?"
The man's eyes under the thick fog flashed, and he immediately sent a message and asked.
"Brother Bing, you are the first disciple of Senior Qi Yuan. He is proficient in the art of Qi Sect. Didn't he teach you a few trump cards?"
The charming woman covered her mouth and smiled, and suddenly the waves were turbulent, and then she cast a meaningful wink over there, and said delicately: "Brother Bing, as long as you get rid of her quickly, I can serve you earlier, and
All of Yang Yueniang’s belongings belong to you, how about that?”
"You bitch, why don't you show your trump card? The Tong family has been passed down for thousands of years, so you are really going to live like a dog."
The man in the thick fog secretly cursed, slashed the woman's slim figure several times, and swallowed several times involuntarily.
For more than half a month, he had only been able to touch this beauty's body once, and she actually wouldn't let him touch it again.
Although this woman was over a hundred years old, the ecstasy of her beautiful body really made him unable to extricate himself.
Of course, it was the last sentence that really moved his heart.
As a foundation-building Dzogchen monk from a large sect, Yang Yueniang definitely carries a lot of belongings with her, which is enough to make up for his losses.
"Haha, sister Lu, you must keep your word. Our master and apprentice will help your Tong family achieve hegemony, so you don't end up suffering a big loss."
The man smiled and touched the storage ring. A golden object was held in his palm.
"This is?"
While maintaining high speed, the foxy woman glanced at him in astonishment.
I saw a golden ball as big as an egg floating out of the thick fog, emitting a faint brilliance, as if it had been specially refined.
"This is a strange and rare Yuanwang bead refined by Master. Its value is no less than a top-grade spiritual weapon. Every time it is placed in the auction house, it will attract cultivators to grab it. If Sister Lu hadn't been eager to ask for it, He wouldn't have
I’m willing to use it.”
After a harsh sneer, a palm penetrated the thick fog, and the five black fingers suddenly grabbed the ball, and a black light flashed on the hand.
A thin golden wire shot out from the ball, and the longer it sprayed, the longer it crisscrossed and reciprocated, quickly weaving into a small golden mesh. Although it was only the size of a palm, it was unique and sparkling.
"go!"
With a sinister cry, the golden mesh immediately turned into a yellow arrow that caught up with the white escaping light in just two breaths.
"Buzz buzz"
A square yellow light net suddenly rose up around it, sealing a three-mile radius.
The white light hit the light wall with a dull groan, and was immediately bounced back.
However, the monk who controlled the white light obviously did not give up resistance. He spread out a bright three-color light and immediately escaped underground.
But a spiderweb-like restriction appeared even below, and the light ball only penetrated a few feet into the soil before being pushed out again.
This time, the white light seemed to be really anxious, scurrying around like flies in the light wall, but without exception, it was indestructible. The light net transformed by the small ball was everywhere, leaving no trace behind.
gap.
Due to the delay of a few breaths, a man and a woman who were not far apart from each other completely gave chase.
The light wall automatically spread out a few feet, and when the two people entered with a "swish" "swish", it quickly closed again very intelligently.
"Fairy Yang, I advise you not to do useless work. Although the Yuanwang Pearl is a one-time rare treasure, even a strong person with half-step Yuan Dan will be trapped for ten breaths, not to mention that the fairy is only promoted.
The foundation building will be completed in a few years."
As soon as the thick gray fog cleared, standing there was a square-faced man in black clothes and bare feet, his tone full of teasing and relaxed meaning.
The speeding white light paused suddenly, then stopped completely as the light faded, and a young woman with an appearance of about twenty appeared.
This woman's face is like warm jade, her skin is like snow, her eyebrows are curved, and her small nose is slightly upturned. Her clothes are not necessarily luxurious. She only has a string of faint blue pearls hanging in her neck, emitting a faint light.
Dizzy, she looked more like a pink and jade carving.
"Fellow Daoist He, you colluded with the Tong family without authorization and got involved in the orthodoxy dispute in Liulihai. Aren't you afraid that Senior Qiyuan will be blamed?"
The woman's red lips parted slightly, and she said in a cold voice.
"Hahaha!"
The monk surnamed He opened his mouth and laughed wildly: "Fairy Yang, you are so desperate. Since He dares to hunt down the next leader of the Cangji Sect in broad daylight, he is not afraid to tell you that the master has been honored by the Tong family.
Invited to become a guest on Wuhui Island."
"What, Senior Qiyuan actually got involved with the Tong family!"
After hearing what the big man said triumphantly, Yang Yueniang couldn't help but feel shocked, and her face suddenly turned pale.
Wuhui Island originally had two Yuandan monks. If she could get help from Qiyuan Sanren, the situation of her Cangji Sect would be extremely dangerous.
You must know that Qiyuan Sanren is the number one cultivator in Liulihai, and his strength is even higher than that of his master.
"I must find a way to escape and tell Master this shocking news."
Looking around calmly, Yang Yueniang's thoughts changed rapidly.
"Senior Qiyuan has great magical powers, Yang Yueniang, your backer can no longer be relied upon!"
The charming woman jumped down from the center of the petals, showing a ruthless look on her face.
Thinking of her, Tong Lu is one of the top five elders on Wuhui Island. She has an outstanding appearance and a charming body. She has always been an unattainable existence in the eyes of countless low-level male cultivators.
However, Yang Yueniang's reputation over the past century has overshadowed her.
A good gossip, he even combined the two and gave them a nickname.
Cangji Fairy and Wuhui Yanyao are the two beauties that Liulihai monks often mention after dinner.
Tong Lu was extremely dissatisfied with this. Why was Yang Yueniang a fairy, but she was given the title of a demon?
Although she was full of jealousy, she could only dare to be angry and dare not speak out due to the intimidation of Immortal Di Yao.
Nowadays, Qiyuan Sanren has clearly expressed support for the Tong family to seize the Taoist authority. Seeing that the end of the Cangji Sect is about to come early, at this time, she no longer has any scruples.
"From now on, I, Fairy Wu Hui, will be the only one left in the Glazed Sea."
Tong Lu felt extremely happy, and her chest expanded and contracted, which was really tempting.
"Hey, I feel pity for Fairy Yang's natural beauty. It would be a pity to kill her like this. Why don't I aggrieve you a little, as long as you voluntarily give up your cultivation and serve He well in the future, I will tell you in front of the master, absolutely
I can save your life."
The monk surnamed He touched his chin and stared at Yang Yueniang with malicious intent. His slightly narrowed eyes occasionally emitted lustful light.
"A stupid thing whose mind is occupied by insect spirits."
Tong Lu frowned and cursed in his heart.
However, He Haobing was not only the first disciple of Senior Qi Yuan, but he was also half-step Yuan Dan in strength, otherwise how could she be willing to sacrifice her life to win over him.
With a roll of his eyes, Xu Lu stepped forward and took He Haobing's arm, rubbing and coquettishly saying: "Brother Bing, can't you just eat from the bowl and look at the pot? Isn't my kung fu better than hers?"
"Jiejie, kung fu is developed slowly, with a little bit of depth and maturity without any human intervention. This process makes He even more obsessed and excited."
He Haobing smiled ferociously and licked his lips, but his consciousness was firmly locked on Yang Yueniang. If this woman made the slightest move, he would not mind beating her to death.
Beauty is important, but it must not delay Master's important events.
"My father is the leader of the Yehuo Alliance."
Yang Yueniang's eyes paused on each of them for a breath, and then continued to say coldly: "He and Chen Ping, the ancestor of the Haichang Chen family, are old acquaintances."
"Furthermore, Daddy has planned to send me to Senior Chen Ping's room to serve me. If you dare to touch me today, Senior Chen will definitely not let you go."
After hearing what she said so matter-of-factly, He Haobing and Tong Lu seemed to be stunned, and stopped at the same place more than ten feet away from her.
At this time, in an ancient forest in the eastern part of the light network, a man in green shirt stood far away with one foot on a thick tree trunk, with a strange look on his face.
"What the hell……"
Divine consciousness was entrenched on that battlefield, and the man in green shirt frowned and muttered.
He is naturally the Chen Ping in Yang Yueniang's mouth.
Just now, he was practicing the Phoenix Cry Qing Ming technique in seclusion in a secret room.
However, the released spiritual consciousness discovered the fighting on the island. It was three monks who had established the Great Perfection and chased them to this deserted island for some reason.
To be continued...