Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Xiao Chen glimpsed a little, then immediately understood the meaning of the cold moon, the succubus relied on the male Yang Yuan to cultivate.

Relying on Yang Yuan to improve the cultivation, the powerful succubus, the strength will not be worse than other devils, with the use of Mei Gong, the male warrior is a natural nemesis.

He always feels that the strength of the cold moon has been weakened a lot, and the general succubus will not be so bad, except for Mei Gong, nothing will happen.

What's more, she is still a high-ranking demon. It is a nobleman among the devils and is qualified to learn the martial arts.

What the middle-aged swordsman said is also a half-step repair of Wu Huang Xiaocheng. It should be of great use to help her restore strength.

Xiao Chen is not afraid, she will threaten herself after her strength increases, and the soul blood jade will always hold the other's life.

Going forward, the hollyhock tree of the middle-aged swordsman was scattered, and then the finger quickly moved on his chest to completely seal his meridians.

Xiao Chen is facing the cold moon: "You are free, I will not bother you."

The succubus **** Yang Yuan, which is usually in the process of men and women, allowing men to enjoy the ultimate happiness, and automatically send Yang Yuan at the moment when happiness climbs to the top.

There are other ways to take out the Yang Yuan, but the effect will be much worse, no succubus will be willing to use other methods.

When I finished speaking, I quickly left the place. He fought a lot and consumed a lot of energy. The injury on his body also needs to be dealt with.

Cold Moon looked at the back of Xiao Chen’s departure, and silently smiled. At the end, he put his gaze on the middle-aged swordsman’s body, and a faint pink light, such as pollen, was scattered around.

The middle-aged swordsman was terrified in the eyes, knowing what would be waiting for him, struggling to stand up above the water and trying to escape.

But helpless, his internal organs were hurt, and his meridians were sealed. He struggled several times without success.

"Don't, don't come over..."

The cold moon ignored the sound of the middle-aged swordsman's pleading for anger, and his eyes were cold and cold, controlling the pollen-like light to penetrate into the other's body.

The middle-aged swordsman initially had some resistance. At the end of the day, his eyes became fascinated, and his mouth showed a faint smile.

The whole person's expression is very pleasant, like experiencing something extremely happy, and there are many illusions of love in his mind.

After a half-sound, the cold moon on the side violently shot, the five fingers opened and caught on the top of the middle-aged swordsman, slowly closing his eyes, a trace of silk Yang into his body.

This way is completely different from the one that Xiao Chen imagined. If he knows, he will not have to avoid it.

As the silk Yang Yuan entered the body, the injury on the cold moon quickly recovered in a manner visible to the naked eye.

The delicate skin becomes smoother and more delicate, and even the faint luster can be seen in the faint, the whole person is radiant, and the white skin can be broken.

boom!

The cold moon released his hand, and the middle-aged swordsman's body slowly fell on the surface of the water, completely breathing, and there was a happy smile on the corner of his mouth before he died.

Take the space ring in the middle-aged swordsman's hand, the cold moon does not open, and walks quickly toward the position of Xiao Chen on the water surface.

Above the **** sea, Xiao Chen sat cross-legged, holding four intermediate Lingshi in his hand, sensing the footsteps of the cold moon, opening his eyes, and collecting the intermediate spirits that had not been absorbed.

call!

The cold moon removed the space ring and threw it toward Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen slightly reached out and took a look at the gods and put it into the ring.

Looking at the radiant cold moon, slightly frowning, I feel a little disappointment, but think that the other side is a succubus, it is unfair to measure with the human eye.

No longer tangled with this matter, Xiao Chen said: "Ask you a few things."

Cold Moon nodded: "I can tell you, I will answer you, can't tell you, don't force me."

Xiao Chen smiled lightly and said faintly: "Don't think too much, I am not interested in your identity. The first question, I slept for a few days."

"Ten days."

Even after sleeping for so long, the debilitating effect of mental exhaustion is too great. If this is not a cold month to help, just a devil or a vicious warrior can kill his life.

In the future, it seems to be a little cautious. His mental strength has not been honed and rough, and it is actually not suitable for actual combat.

Looking at the cold moon, Xiao Chen whispered: "Thank you for helping me in the past ten days. The second question, how much do you know about the Lich, especially the last high lich."

The cold moon pondered for a while: "The lich is not a very mysterious thing. There are lichs in every plane. Some of them are the grievances after the death of the warriors. When the grievances come together, they will Attached to the skeleton to form a lich."

"Especially on this kind of demons battlefield, for thousands of years, I don't know how many devils and warriors have died. It is not unusual to have a lich."

"It was the last high lich, which seemed a bit outrageous."

Xiao Chen snorted and asked: "How is it outrageous."

"Strong is a bit outrageous, the high lich has not such strong strength, and his body is very soft, shining and holy, I have never seen such a lich."

It’s really a bit outrageous, and it’s a horrible way to think about it.

But don't worry about it for a while, the lich will not leave the bottom of the sea, he will not provoke it, and don't use the lich to strengthen his mental power.

There is no more use of the mental power that has not been polished.

Already wasted ten days, Xiao Chen took a rest for a while, did not hesitate, and began to start his own trials, must thoroughly master the killing mood.

Otherwise, there will be endless troubles, and one day it will become a slave to the killing, controlled by the strange **** throne.

Avoiding other warriors, Xiao Chen carefully selected his opponent and stopped in a more remote place.

Two kilometers from the north, there is a group of Gorefiends who have just finished fighting. The result of the battle is the fiasco of the human warriors. A group of Gorefiends are enjoying the feast of the human body, and the scene is cruel.

Even if I saw a lot of similar scenes, Xiao Chen still felt a sad, fallen warrior. This kind of end is probably the most miserable.

Close your eyes, adjust your mood a little, and wait until your mood has returned to nature before you start your own actions.

Refers to the soldiers!

A light drink, the surface of the water quickly condenses more than a dozen figures formed by blood, which is generally the same as real humans, and the naked eye does not seem to have the slightest difference.

With the fingers to open the devil for the soldiers, Xiao Chen has been very skilled, and soon there will be more than a dozen heads of blood devils laughing and chasing the past.

"Twelve upper-class Gorefiends should be in the limit and can be challenged."

Looking at the number of remaining Gorefiends, Xiao Chen runs to kill the mood, holding the Moonshadow knife and rushing over the surface of the water to the Gorefiend.

Rubbing, the moon shadow knife came out of the sheath, the red light flashed, and the fierce battle began.

A top-level Gorefiend has the strength of the top-ranking Wuwang. The 12-headed Gorefiend is harder to do than the nine warriors that Xiao Chen had previously killed.

The battle lasted for a long time. In the fierce slaughter, Xiao Chen put all kinds of martial arts and body methods to the limit.

In the end of the battle, there is no way to end. Xiao Chen had to cast the enemy's artistic conception to the limit, and his mind was once again controlled by endless killing.

The knife became more and more fierce, and the red-eyed Xiao Chen of his eyes seemed more like a devil than the demon.

Above the dark blade, the blood has not stopped flowing, and the white robe of Xiao Chen has once again been dyed red with blood.

Wait until the last episode of Gorefiend was slain by Xiao Chen, and countless red light formed by the killing, fluttering toward his eyebrows.

The blood pool inside the Scarlet Throne has also increased at an extremely fast rate, and the long-lasting desire to kill has completely erupted.

The confrontation between reason and desire made Xiao Chen fall into endless pain again, and the expression on his face looked very incomparable.

call out!

A glimmer of light flashed, the cold moon appeared as if, the pure face became very charming. A pair of apricot eyes bloom like peach blossoms, and they look like they are going to sink in.

Very strange, when the cold moon appeared, Xiao Chen's pain was reduced a lot, and his eyes changed from blood red to crimson.

The desire to kill is gradually fading, and it is replaced by another desire from instinct.