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Chapter 91 The Holy Prince (2)

Yuan Zhengxin patted the buttocks of the girl next to him with his palm, and Yuan Zhengxin laughed loudly with pride.

He was really proud of himself. On weekdays, he hung out in the Royal City and the Inner Ring City. Although there were countless beautiful women who were willing to flatter him, those women all had the same look, and they would get boring after seeing them too much.

These days, he listened to the advice of his guards and came to the outer city to hang out.

As a result, today he actually met Shen Feiyu, who came from another foreign land and traveled thousands of miles.

Different from the women he had experienced before, those women were like little sheep kept in captivity, soft and allowed to be played with.

But Shen Feijue has a wildness and coquettishness that is impossible to see in those women. Yuan Zhengxin came into contact with her for a while, and was immediately fascinated by her unique charm. He knew that Shen Feijue also came to strengthen her body. , but the ranking was already six months later, so he immediately took over the matter.

Several deacons from the Casting Hall looked at each other, took out a jade tablet and checked the situation of each hall, and they all looked at Miao Tianjie at the same time.

"Prince, right now, there is only one vacant palace."

Although Miao Tianjie is lustful, he is not stupid.

Seeing the behavior of these deacons, he immediately knew that the so-called vacant palace must have something to do with him.

He didn't say a word, and walked towards the palace where his cast body was strengthened.

Yin Xuuge spent a huge amount of gold to send them here in order to improve their strength. Now that Miao Tianjie has not completed the last stage of black iron level strengthening, how can he let others take away his opportunity? ?

But he had just taken two steps when a deacon of the Casting Hall was already standing in front of him.

One hand grabbed Miao Tianjie's arm to prevent him from moving, and the deacon smiled flatteringly at Yuan Zhengxin.

"Prince, there is an empty palace here that Miss Shen can enter."

"Prince, don't worry, as long as it is your order, we will definitely use the best materials and the purest crystal stones."

Yuan Zhengxin smiled "haha", glanced at Qing Ye, who was as skinny as a stick, and Yin Feifei, who was as fat as a pig, and tilted his mouth in disapproval. He hugged Shen Feijue and walked into the hall.

As he walked, Yuan Zhengxin smiled "hehe".

"Miss Shen, when you cast the body, you have to take off your clothes."

"Don't be afraid, I'm watching over you. No one dares to peek at you."

"Whoever dares to take a peek at you, I will gouge out their eyes. Every inch of your body, every hair, is mine!"

In the hall where Yin Xuege was, he shattered the liquid ball and completed his training.

Young Master Miao Tianjie, who had never suffered much before, yelled what Yin Xuuge heard.

Yuan Zhengxin's face turned cold, he turned around and slapped Young Master Miao on the face.

A deep blue light flashed on the surface of his skin, and Miao Tianjie flew up.

His body flew up in a spin, and half of his cheek was beaten to pieces, exposing his white gums.

Miao Tianjie cried out in pain and fell to the ground, unable to move. Yin Feifei shouted angrily, rushed up and kicked Yuan Zhengxin.

Yuan Zhengxin sneered disdainfully, competing with the people of the Immortal Saint Ji Sect for strength? What kind of stupid person can do this?

He lightly stretched out a little finger, flicked it, and heard a huge explosion. Yin Feifei's body flew out like a ball and hit the wall behind him.

But Yin Feifei's performance is much better than Miao Tianjie. Although he has a body of thick soil, he has a talent for light footwork that makes people silent.

Yin Feifei's round body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of slippery wind. Yin Feifei's figure erratically swayed in the air in a weird arc. Finally, he turned around and hit the wall with his back.

but didn't make any sound.

He landed lightly on the ground, and as soon as Yuan Zhengxin flicked his right foot to the ground, he hurriedly lifted it up in pain.

This finger broke three of Yin Feifei's toe bones, causing his feet to hurt so much that he could not stand on the ground.

Without saying a word, Qing Ling pulled out the ax she usually used to chop pig's feet from somewhere, and struck Yuan Zhengxin with a fierce blow.

Yuan Zhengxin looked at Qing Ling, who was as skinny as a stick but had firm eyes, and he really didn't have the strength to smile.

"Ugly girl, can you hurt me?"

He stretched out his big hand, with a deep green light on his palm, and grabbed Qing Ling's axe.

He wanted to crush Qing Ling's ax and Qing Ling's little head.

How could such an ugly girl dare to appear in front of him? It really polluted his eyes. Compared with the pretty and beautiful Shen Feiju next to her, Qinghe was really a disgusting ugly girl.

The sound of pattering came from a palace. It was the sound of spring water freezing and ice flakes exploding.

Terrible cold air surged out from the crack in the closed door of a palace, white mist rose, and the ground was covered with thick ice wherever it passed.

An ice shield as thin as a cicada's wings appeared out of thin air in front of Qing Ling.

Yuan Zhengxin's palm fell heavily on the ice shield, and with a crisp sound, the ice shield cracked with only a few tiny cracks.

"What a powerful Kuishui Xuanbing Qi!"

Yuan Zhengxin roared, his fingertips hurt sharply, and he quickly retracted his palm.

With just one touch, a layer of skin was frozen off the tips of his five fingers, revealing bright red muscles.

He looked at the palace in shock and saw that the palace was made of three feet thick alloy. The black door, which looked particularly thick, had been frozen into a piece of white ice. With the sound of "chichi", the alloy door

The door was frozen into countless tiny particles by the terrible cold air.

These tiny particles are sticky and slippery. They are tiny ice particles, but they pour down like running water.

Following the torrent of white ice particles, Youquan's body was surrounded by circles of ice crystals as white as snow, walking out like an ice and snow fairy.

Yuan Zhengxin's eyes suddenly widened. He looked greedily at the clear water of the quiet spring and the beautiful face of an immortal. With a subconscious wave of his hand, Shen Feiyu, who was wrapped around him, flew away more than ten steps away.

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Compared with the unparalleled beauty of the Youquan, Shen Feiyang is like a dogtail grass growing beside a cesspool, so ugly that it makes people sick.

Yuan Zhengxin hid his injured right hand behind his back. He didn't want Youquan to see his weakness.

He stretched out his left hand towards Youquan and laughed in a pretentious manner.

"This girl, I am Yuan Zhengxin, the current Saint King Yuan Taiyi of the Immortal Saint Ji Sect, is my father."

Youquan gave Yuan Zhengxin a cold look, and then looked at Miao Tianjie, who was lying on the ground with his face beaten to pieces.

"What kind of cat or dog is your father? I don't care."

"If you beat a dog, it depends on the owner. If you hurt my follower, how do you deal with this?"

The sound of the quiet spring is as clear as water. It is sweet and sweet. It is like a clear spring flowing through the heart. People can't help but be intoxicated in it.

Yuan Zhengxin took a deep breath, looked at Youquan blankly, and smiled a little at a loss.

"Girl, you made all the mistakes, and they were all my fault."

"This is your follower, girl? I have my own heart to offer you."

"As long as you are willing to become my Taoist companion, girl, I can give all your followers and maids silver third-level castings."

There was a loud noise, Yin Xuege dressed neatly, smashed the door of the hall with one kick, and walked out slowly.

His face was faintly covered with a layer of green air, and the skin all over his body was undulating slightly like a tide. There was a rhythm of harmony between heaven and man, breathing together with the surrounding heaven and earth.

Qi can connect to hundreds of meridians, and he has opened up hundreds of meridians in a special way with his innate Hongmeng Qingmu body of the Hongmeng World Tree. Yin Xuege's physical strength far exceeds what all the Qi and hundreds of meridians in the Yuanlu world have ever achieved.

realm.

This is a huge gap in innate foundation and innate attributes!

Just like an old tree spirit who has been practicing for thousands of years compared to a human being who has been practicing for thousands of years, the body of the old tree spirit is naturally a hundred times stronger than a human being.

This is the difference in race, this is the difference in talent. As the incarnation of the Hongmeng World Tree, Yin Xuuge’s body is so powerful.

As he moved his hands and feet, there was a faint gust of wind in the air around him. When he breathed, the air around him was turbulent and the sound of wind was everywhere.

Having just completed the cultivation of Qi connecting hundreds of meridians, Yin Xuuge's powerful body already has the strange sign of breathing into wind.

Quickly, he strode to Youquan's side. Yin Xuuge hugged Youquan's slender waist and glared at Yuan Zhengxin fiercely.

"She is my woman."

Yin Xuege declared his ownership of Youquan openly.

Youquan smiled slightly. With most of her past life memories restored, she comfortably rested her little head on Yin Xuuge's arm and rubbed her head gently.

Yuan Zhengxin looked blankly at the tacit and sweet interaction between Youquan and Yin Xuuge. The poisonous fire of jealousy was like a volcano erupting, and he roared angrily, jumping and yelling.

"Kill this kid, kill them all."

"I only want this woman, I want this woman!"

Yuan Zhengxin pointed fiercely at Yin Xuuge and roared at the top of his lungs.

"Kill him, kill him. Whoever robs me of this woman, I will protect him from casting another body!"

There was a loud clang, and a dozen heavy-armored guards behind Yuan Zhengxin drew out their swords one after another, and rushed towards Yin Xuuge with long strides. The heavy two-handed heavy sword made a harsh whistle, and stabbed straight towards Yin Xuege.

Xue Ge's body was in critical condition.

Several deacons from the Casting Hall shouted in panic and rushed forward desperately to stop Yuan Zhengxin.

Yin Xuege is a guest who paid all the fees to come to the Body Casting Hall to strengthen her body.

Elder Yuan Zhengxin's own background, it doesn't matter if he bullies Yin Xuuge or beats him up.

But he killed Yin Xuuge and took his woman away.

If this kind of thing spreads, the reputation of Shengji Sect will be completely ruined!

The underground foreign land has always been lawless. It took the Indestructible Saint Extreme Sect a long time to make the monks from all walks of life in the underground foreign land believe in their business reputation, so that the outside monks traveled thousands of miles to come to the Indestructible Saint Extreme City to strengthen their bodies.

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This is a big business with huge profits.

If Yuan Zhengxin ruins the credibility of the Busha Shengji Sect, Yuan Zhengxin will certainly be doomed, and so will the deacons present.

"I can't, I can't!"

"Prince, prince, prince Zhengxin, you will be punished by the Holy King!"

"No, this Young Master Yin is our guest. Prince, you can't do this!"

Yuan Zhengxin suddenly woke up, and he suddenly remembered some of the words he had been warned on weekdays.

He was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. Just as he was about to yell at his guards, Yin Xuuge had already taken action.

In the air, Aoki's vitality suddenly condensed, turning into a big blue hand with a radius of three feet and grabbing forward.

There were countless complicated and mysterious talismans flickering in the giant palm. A dozen heavily armored guards were grabbed by the giant hand, and their whole bodies were suddenly radiated with electric light, and they were trembling with the strong current.

With a 'boom', a dozen heavy-armored guards vomited blood and smoke came from their orifices, and were knocked away more than ten feet away by a palm. (To be continued...)


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