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Chapter 517 The altar of evil

"Is it you?"

Xiao Lingshu's eyes woke up, and she seemed to have come to her senses, feeling ashamed and ashamed. But this clarity only lasted for a moment. Then she said with a hint of pleading, in a moan-like voice: "Save me, help me.

Lie'er, think of a way to save me. Come here quickly, I feel so uncomfortable, Lie'er—"

While speaking, Xiao Lingshu's clothes had slipped down to her shoulders. A hint of red on her chest was already faintly visible, ready to be revealed. And Xiao Lingshu's jade hand was gently twisting and rubbing at that position, and she made a seductive sound from time to time.

People groan.

Zhuang Wudao was stunned for a moment, completely unaware of the reason. He could only subconsciously avert his eyes.

"What's going on?"

How could this Xiao Lingshu be reduced to such a state? She looks like a lustful woman, so lascivious that it is unbelievable.

"I don't know either"

There was a bit of confusion in Yun'er's words: "I can't sense my spiritual sense here. In short, sword master, you need to be careful."

Zhuang Wudao immediately understood that there must be something inside that blocked Yun'er's spiritual consciousness.

The sword spirit does not have the five human senses. Once the spiritual sense is abolished, it will become completely deaf and blind, and will know nothing about the outside world.

Unlike him, after losing his spiritual sense, he can still see with his eyes, hear with his ears, and touch with his hands.

Is it these red mist?

Zhuang Wudao glanced at the pink mist around him. It was not thick. However, when Zhuang Wudao tried to use his true energy to disperse it, it had no effect at all and spread in the air. It was as if the mist he saw in his eyes was nothing at all.

Does not exist.

Feeling even more vigilant, Zhuang Wudao thought for a moment before taking a pill that purified the heart and clear the Qi.

I guess that Xiao Lingshu became like this because there was something wrong with her spiritual mind.

Then Zhuang Wudao's figure flashed and ran towards the altar. But just as he flew about a hundred feet away, the scene in front of him changed again.

I saw that next to the four obelisk pillars, what was tied up with iron chains were no longer corpses. Instead, they were four men and four women. The men had different looks and were older or younger, but they all seemed to be highly skilled in cultivation.

The women are all in their twenties and eighties, and their faces are all beautiful, charming, and charming.

At this moment, they were all restrained by iron chains, completely naked, and kept having sex with the four men, making waves of lustful sounds. The sound quality was breathtaking, and from a distance, the figure was also excellent, with jade breasts and lotus arms.

, slender waist and pink buttocks, so alluring.

Zhuang Wudao frowned slightly, knowing that what he saw before him must be an illusion. He subconsciously resisted.

However, just when Zhuang Wudao was about to perform a special technique to break illusions, his nose suddenly inhaled another puff of pink mist.

Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but turn pale with shock. After entering here, he had already taken precautions. Not only did he deliberately close his breathing, but all the pores on his body were also closed. He tried his best to prevent the red mist here from entering his body.

But he took every precaution, but unexpectedly he was still taken advantage of by the trap here.

Almost immediately, Zhuang Wudao began to use his true energy to repel it with all his strength. However, the effect was not effective. In just a moment, his spiritual thoughts were scattered.

His whole body felt like it was on fire, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. More hallucinations appeared in front of his eyes. A dozen scantily clad women appeared around him. All of them had good figures, bright eyes, white teeth, and pretty faces.

The temperament may be pure and pure, or charming and sentimental, or affectionate, or pitiful.

At this moment, beside him, they used all kinds of teasing methods, such as stroking his chest, touching his abdomen, or inserting green fingers into his abdomen and rubbing it. There was also a woman who stuck a pair of jade breasts behind his back.

The other women said, "Mr. Zhuang, I want you."

Every move is full of temptation, making people's blood boil and unable to control themselves.

Zhuang Wudao felt his lips were thirsty for a while, his chest seemed to be burning with fire, and his lower body stood as straight as a pillar, swollen to the limit.

Swallowing his saliva, Zhuang Wudao forced his sinking thoughts out of the illusion in front of him. He restrained himself and wanted to lean on him, press all these women under him, and ravage them fiercely.

But just when he was trying his best to resist the lustful thoughts in his chest, he unconsciously inhaled more pink mist into his body.

But the prospect in front of him changed again. This time, only two girls were left, but they transformed into Luo Qingyun, holding the tip of his ear in her mouth, constantly teasing and licking it. The other girl's appearance was 90% similar to Nie Xianling's.

Similarly, she was lying on his chest, sucking his nipples through her clothes. Gradually, she was sucking his nipples downwards, and she said with a sweet smile: "Senior brother, do you like me like this?"

"No way"

Luo Qingyun also chuckled, grabbed Zhuang Wudao's hand, and pressed it to her chest.

"What the sword master likes most is my place."

Zhuang Wudao's eyes couldn't help but become distracted again, and then his face flashed with redness, and there was a bit of anger in his eyes.

The tenacity of his Taoist heart is far beyond that of ordinary people, and he cannot be shaken by this fragrant and beautiful scene. But at this moment, when he looks at the scene in front of him, he knows that this is definitely not true, and it is not what he thinks. It is probably someone else.

Manipulate the control and confuse his mind.

But the next moment, Zhuang Wudao's struggling face froze again. He felt a soft and fragrant tongue penetrate into his mouth, intertwined with his mouth and tongue, and kept sucking.

His right hand touched another pair of women's jade breasts, which were not only huge and soft, but also full of elasticity. Zhuang Wudao instinctively kneaded and caressed them fiercely.

The woman seemed unable to bear it and let out a sweet moan.

"Mr. Zhuang, please be gentle, Shu'er wants it, give it to me quickly -"

The lower garment was untied at some point, and a pair of jade legs were wrapped around his waist like a snake. The angry dragon under him was also pressed against a soft stream, and it seemed that with just a little effort, he could get to the bottom of it.

, go straight to the depths of the flower heart

The breath the woman exhaled was also extremely hot and fragrant, and her voice was soft.

"Mr. Zhuang, come in quickly—"

It seemed that she was tired of waiting. The woman Yu Jian took the initiative to lower her snowy buttocks and slowly brought the sword-like thing into her own stream.

Zhuang Wudao only felt that his lower body was warm and hard, and the blood in his body was so swollen that he was about to explode.

But at this moment, Zhuang Wudao suddenly felt alarmed. He leaned back, bit the tip of his tongue, and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood.

When he looked again, all the hallucinations were gone. Then he saw Xiao Lingshu, naked and wrapped around him.

Just like in a fantasy, his cheeks were flushed, a pair of jade legs hung on his waist, his eyes were closed tightly, as if he was enjoying the huge fulfillment after Zhuang Wudao entered. And one of his own hands was also on Xiao Lingshu's

On the chest, rub it vigorously.

Zhuang Wudao was stunned, a flash of fear flashed across his eyes, and almost instinctively, he pushed Xiao Lingshu's delicate body forward.

After Xiao Lingshu lost her support and fell to the ground, she may have felt that her arms and belly were suddenly empty, and there was a look of confusion on her face, but moreover she was still unbearably hungry and thirsty.

"Mr. Zhuang, Lie'er, what are you doing? Shu'er also wants -"

Straightening her waist, Xiao Lingshu wrapped her hands around Zhuang Wudao's legs. Suddenly, she seemed to smell something, and the corners of Xiao Lingshu's lips showed a silly smile again, and she moved toward Zhuang Wudao's abdomen.

Where the smell comes from, kiss it away.

However, Zhuang Wudao felt as if his head was going to explode. He almost fainted again and fell into this carnal desire.

But at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the jade tripod on the altar in front of him.

Zhuang Wudao's mind moved, and then without any hesitation, he swung out the sword and threw it away.

But it's not his Eight Views Kunlei Sword, but the 'Qingyun' that has been restored to the twenty-seventh level of legal prohibition.

The extremely sharp sword light penetrated the jade cauldron in an instant, and the blood inside immediately flowed out gurglingly.

The seemingly bright red liquid turned into a dark brown color when it spilled out of the cauldron, and the stench was overwhelming.

In just half a breath, the pink mist lingering in the underground hall disappeared without a trace.

Zhuang Wudao suddenly realized that the powdery mist, which seemed to be the culprit, actually did not exist at all and was just his hallucination.

What really made him almost lose his mind was actually the altar and the jade cauldron in front of him. As he was guarding against the pink mist, he was unknowingly caught in the attack, without knowing it.

Knowing that the illusion had been broken, Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, but then he frowned and looked under him.

Xiao Lingshu is still the same as before, her charming eyes are like silk, her red lips are licking her lips, and her fragrant tongue will spit out from time to time, licking and entangled with the strong existence.

Zhuang Wudao sighed slightly, with both helplessness and disgust in his eyes. With a flick of his finger, he clicked on Xiao Lingshu's eyebrows. While knocking the girl unconscious, he also threw Xiao Lingshu's naked body away.

Arrived aside.

After rearranging his clothes, Zhuang Wudao reached out and called Qingyun back to his side. Then he strolled to the altar, looking at the jade tripod and the black blood, thoughtfully.

But after a moment, Luo Qingyun pinched Yao's nose gently and walked out of the Qingyun sword, with a hint of annoyance in her beautiful eyes.

"Sword Master, please never use me to stab you with such a filthy and unclean thing again."

Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but take a look at Qingyun. He saw it was as smooth and clean as before, without any dirt on it, and couldn't help but laugh.

I wonder if this sword spirit still has mysophobia?

As for the composition of the black dirty blood under his body, Zhuang Wudao had guessed a little bit. It should be the blood of the dragon snake after it went into estrus, plus the vaginal fluid from the virgin body, and then mixed with some elixirs. It was all made of indulgence in lust.

It can't be vented, so the dragon's blood and body fluids contain aphrodisiac effects. That's why the sword spirit said it was filthy and unclean.

"I'll try to be more careful next time—"

If it were like today, he would never hesitate when he had to.

"It's not that you should pay attention to it, but you absolutely shouldn't."

Seeing Zhuang Wudao's intention to deal with it, Yun'er said helplessly: "This kind of thing can obscure spirituality. Qingyun is still injured. So if we can avoid contact, it's better not to contact him as much as possible."


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