I have a promise with the beauty

Yang Qingshan arrived late, and the formation controlled by Hongyan was beaten to pieces by Ghost Face, but Yang Qingshan saved Hongyan and...

"Who is this?" Yang Qingshan looked at the man who was covered in blood and his arms were swept away by white tongues.

"Tang Feng." Hongyan said calmly.

"What a pity for this unlucky boy." Yang Qingshan shook his head and sighed, took out a pill and put it in Tang Feng's mouth and said, "Take it, it will be good for you."

"Thank you, Brother Yang." Tang Feng coughed up two mouthfuls of blood and swallowed the elixir. Suddenly, a wave of anger and warmth ran through his body, and his broken arm began to grow slowly. Tang Feng couldn't help but said with joy, "Good elixir."

"It's indeed a good elixir. One elixir, one hundred immortal power crystals, very cheap." Yang Qingshan said with a gentle smile.

"You..." Tang Feng had a look of astonishment on his face, sighing to himself that he had just thanked Yang Qingshan. Wasn't he being mean? He regretted it.

"What time is it now! Are you still doing business?" Hongyan said in a tone of disbelief.

Yang Qingshan smiled slightly, looking at the face that was confused by the peach blossoms flying all over the sky. For a moment, there was no danger, so he smiled and said: "No hurry, no rush, I also have several special effects pills here, if you have the ability to buy them.

, I can give you a 20% discount, haha... 20% off, it’s very cheap.”

Several ancestors of the Nangong family stared at the elixir in Yang Qingshan's hand, and their eyes suddenly lit up. At this time, they already knew that Yang Qingshan was proficient in formations and alchemy, and the elixirs he refined were all at the Golden Immortal level.

So they came over one after another and started bargaining.

"Fairy Beauty, what should we do now? Take the opportunity to go to the passage? This grimace can't care about us. He has been trapped by the illusion of the Peach Blossom Sword." Yang Qingshan said while doing business.

"The passage is imprisoned. The only way is to kill this ghost face. But to kill this ghost face, you must force him to show his original shape. Your Peach Blossom Sword is the only condition that can force him to show his original shape. I don't know what you are doing."

Do you know what level Bao Jianlian is, and has he been imbued with immortal power?" Hongyan said.

"Of course it is infused with immortal power." Yang Qingshan screamed strangely: "For this sword, I spent one hundred and ninety-nine resources and six thousand three hundred and twenty-one tree hearts..."

"Okay, that's what level you've reached." Hongyan rolled her eyes and said.

"One step away from the top immortal weapon, it requires blood sacrifice. But I can't find suitable blood." Yang Qingshan said with a bitter smile.

"What kind of blood?" Everyone became curious.

Yang Qingshan looked at Hongyan, who was stunned and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"All spiritual beings need spiritual blood." Yang Qingshan said word by word.

"The thing of all spirits?" Hongyan looked at Yang Qingshan dumbfounded.

"yes."

"Being spiritual?"

"yes."

"Like...me?"

"I didn't say it was you. If you are right, I can consider using your blood." Yang Qingshan said with a guilty conscience.

"You...do you know? If you use my blood, do you know what will happen?" Hongyan said with a blushing face.

"How do I know? I found it from the Peach Blossom Fairy. I don't know much about it." Yang Qingshan pretended to be stupid and said with a guilty conscience. He started to look up at the sky. There were no stars in the sky, but Yang Qingshan still made a number.

The look of stars.

"You, you, do you have other choices?" Hongyan said with a wry smile.

"No, if you have any, you can introduce it to me." Yang Qingshan said while holding back a smile.

"This...it seems like I am the only one here who meets this condition." Hongyan was stunned for a moment, and finally sighed and said, "Okay, take it."

"Blood sacrifice, blood sacrifice, of course there must be a ceremony, but it is best if only the two of us carry out this ceremony, otherwise you will regret it." Yang Qingshan winked at the beauty and said.

Hongyan's face turned even redder. Knowing what Yang Qingshan meant, she nodded and looked at the still confused look on her face and said, "Time is limited, we'd better start now."

"Now that Ghost Face is in a state of confusion, let's get rid of Ghost Face first." Tang Feng, who had recovered a little, said suddenly. Although he didn't understand what Yang Qingshan and Hongyan were talking about, he could still tell something from their weird eyes.

The eyebrows came, this was a flirtation, some kind of blood sacrifice ceremony, it was probably a dual cultivation, how could Yang Qingshan and a fairy-like beauty do such a thing? So he hurriedly stopped it.

"No, although Ghostface is trapped in the illusion, his strength is still not something we can fight against." Hongyan said.

"But just now the formation raised my cultivation level to the fourth level of Yuan Immortal." Tang Feng said excitedly.

"But what do you look like now?" Hongyan sneered.

"I..." Tang Feng knew that he almost died just now, so he couldn't say any more.

"Yang Qingshan, let's go." Hongyan glared at Yang Qingshan, then found a claustrophobic valley and flew over.

Yang Qingshan looked at Tang Feng with a pitiful look, patted Tang Feng on the shoulder and said, "There is still a chance."

"You, I, are too polite." Tang Feng said with his face turning black and white.

Yang Qingshan laughed and flew into the distant valley amidst everyone's curious and weird eyes. Then the entire valley was filled with powerful illusions and restrictions, and he disappeared from everyone's sight after a while.

"Yang Qingshan, how do you carry out a blood sacrifice?" Hongyan, who was sitting cross-legged on a rock, looked at Yang Qingshan with a cold face. She never thought that one day she would fall into the hands of this lazy, greedy and lustful boy in front of her.

"This... that..." Yang Qingshan slowly found a rock facing Hongyan and sat down casually, biting a cigarette and lighting it, blowing a smoke ring and said with some embarrassment: "Take off your clothes.

"

"Huh?" Hongyan's eyes widened, and she was about to give Yang Qingshan some color, when she saw Yang Qingshan took off his shirt, and a peach blossom tattoo appeared on his chest.

"You!" Hongyan pointed at Yang Qingshan's chest and said, "You and the Peach Blossom Sword..."

"Yes, it is not difficult to refine the Peach Blossom Sword, but to refine the most spiritual Peach Blossom Sword, you must use your own blood to refine the prototype first. I used my own blood when the Peach Blossom Sword took its prototype, otherwise I would

Nor will the ghost face fall into an illusion and lose himself with just one sword. In the end, this sword will use the best blood as a blood sacrifice, so that all living things will have spiritual blood." Yang Qingshan challenged Yang Qingshan.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "You are a drop of water among all things. Your spiritual power is so strong that you have cultivated to the third level of Yuanxian. It is very suitable."

"Then what should I do?" Hongyan had already believed Yang Qingshan.

"Take it off." Yang Qingshan said impatiently.

"Really?" Hongyan questioned.

"I've taken it all off. I just need to take off my shirt and print the peach blossom mark." Yang Qingshan said, patting his chest to prove it to the beauty.

Hongyan was stunned, her face became redder and redder, until it was so red that blood dripped out. However, time was limited at this time, and there was no guarantee when the grimace would wake up, so she gritted her teeth and the clothes on her body gradually fell off.

That graceful body made Yang Qingshan swallow his saliva, take a deep breath and close his eyes.

"I'm going to start, endure the pain." Yang Qingshan said softly with his eyes closed.

"What is pain?"

"Have personality." Yang Qingshan laughed, suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a peach blossom glowing with metallic light in his hand. These pink peach blossoms were extremely charming, as if they were sticking to Yang Qingshan's fingers, and they were watched by Yang Qingshan.

Next, his fingers stretched out to the plump part of the beauty.

Hongyan suddenly felt a pain in her chest. At this time, she was stabbed by something from the mountain gate. A drop of blood was enough. A little cherry red on her chest fell on the peach blossoms on Yang Qingshan's fingers. However, Yang Qingshan did not withdraw his fingers, but continued to move them.

It penetrated deeply into Hongyan's chest.

"Ah." Hongyan suddenly let out a light moan. She thought she was just taking a drop of blood as a blood sacrifice, but she didn't expect that so many peach blossoms were going to enter her body, and it was so hot that her whole body could not help but tremble in the heat.

The two heroes were trembling and shaking, and Yang Qingshan's eyes were also shaking for a while.

"What a horrible blood sacrifice." Yang Qingshan shook his head and sighed, his eyes fixed on the beautiful scenery in front of him, but his reason still kept Yang Qingshan calm and calm, and he slowly stretched his hand back, but the peach blossoms on his fingers had disappeared.

And just when Hongyan thought the blood sacrifice was over and opened her eyes, she saw Yang Qingshan stretching his arms and hugging her.

"You, you, you, what are you going to do?" Hongyan asked stammeringly, but she only had time to ask, but she forgot to stop her, and was immediately embraced by Yang Qingshan. Hongyan was dumbfounded for a moment.

"What does this feel like?" Hongyan was stunned for a while in disbelief, and then the wound on her chest where a peach blossom had just been hit began to flow out blood again, and it was printed with the peach blossom on Yang Qingshan's chest, and a huge to

The illusory sword appeared on Yang Qingshan and Hongyan, and slowly wrapped around them.

"ah……"

The one who made the sound this time was not Hongyan, but Yang Qingshan. Her face was even redder than Hongyan’s, and her mouth was as dry as if she had experienced a battle. Hongyan was hugged tightly by Yang Qingshan, and finally passed out. The two of them were

They fell together into the phantom of the huge peach blossom sword.

"Why haven't you come back yet?" Tang Feng's face was already full of green, and he was walking back and forth with his hands behind his back. But no one dared to talk nonsense, they could only lower their heads silently and hold back laughter, trying not to let themselves think about Tang Feng.

Whether Feng was cuckolding or not, Guozi, the infatuated girl, lowered her head sadly.

"Look, Ghostface... seems to be waking up."

A bored ancestor of the Nangong family had been staring at the ghost face. At this time, he suddenly found that the ghost face was twisted, and then a trace of clarity flashed in his obsessed eyes. Then the illusion that trapped the ghost face was blown away by a sinister wind, and the huge ghost face opened its mouth and swallowed the surroundings.

Countless dead souls.

"Go to the big formation." Tang Feng became more energetic at this time. No matter what Yang Qingshan and Hongyan were doing, he flew out with a roar.

"Come back, you are no match for him." A series of pink flowers appeared out of thin air around Tang Feng, forcefully pulling Tang Feng back who was trying his best to show off himself, and then Yang Qingshan appeared on the ghost face

In front of him, he held a translucent pink sword in his hand, slowly raising it.