The fairy is fierce

Zizizi...

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In the abyss, charming sounds seemed to be there and not there, and the dark red light of the magma river illuminated a pair of men and women hugging each other beside the stone wall.

Tang Jingyan's face was flushed, her eyes were blurred, her hands were on Zuo Lingquan's shoulders, her breathing was up and down, and her mind was still filled with messy thoughts.

Zuo Lingquan had a warm smile in his eyes. After pressing the soft and big ball by mistake, he moved his hand to the other side and tried to unbutton the cloth on his collar.

At this critical moment, Tang Jingyan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and her eyes became clearer. ?

Zuo Lingquan was a little confused. Just as he was about to open his lips to ask, he found that the eyes so close to him showed golden light, and his eyes also changed drastically. The original warmth and shyness quickly disappeared, replaced by the vastness and mistiness that dominated the nine heavens, and the oppressive force that looked down on all living things also came over at the same time.

Zuo Lingquan only saw this look for the third time, but the image had already penetrated into his bones, and he understood what happened in an instant! ! !

Zuo Lingquan just had a glimpse, and his heart stopped suddenly. The whole person froze on the spot. He wanted to retreat, but he couldn't move. It seemed that even his soul was fixed, and his thoughts were a little stagnant.

The woman came over quickly, hiding the sun, moon, mountains and rivers in her eyes, and stared at Zuo Lingquan like two sharp swords. The main reason was that she was so close that he couldn't see anywhere else.

The warm and sweet touch still stayed on the lips.

Zuo Lingquan's mind was blank, and he felt that time seemed to have solidified.

He noticed that the woman's eyes moved rarely, and she frowned slightly. She instinctively shut up and accidentally bit his tongue, but she recovered in an instant and turned her head away.

Zuo Lingquan's lips brushed across the delicate cheek, and the soft ball in his hand was squeezed open. He couldn't move his eyes, so he could only use his peripheral vision to find that the woman stood up and looked at the shadow on the ground. He raised his hand and quickly pinched out the spell:

"Suppress!"

Buzz

In the silent underground space, a buzzing sound that shook the soul sounded.

"Clang"

There was nothing on the ground, but the shadow began to shake violently, and the phoenix cried shrilly, as if it sounded from the depths of his mind.

Then something flew up from the ground, invisible and invisible, and could not be seen with the naked eye, but he could feel its existence, as if there was a fierce ghost wandering around.

Zuo Lingquan's face changed slightly. He didn't expect that there was anything else around him; the art of soul was a field that only true immortals could involve. It was the first time he encountered such a scene, and he could only use his peripheral vision to explore the woman's situation.

The woman stood beside him, her eyes shining with golden light, and a huge Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams appeared in front of her; several chains flew up from all directions of the formation diagram, entangled with something in the air, and only from the holes formed by the chains, he could imagine the feet and neck, and the body length was probably nearly three feet.

"clang"

Zuo Lingquan's ears clearly did not hear the sound, but the deep in his mind echoed a shrill cry, which made him dizzy.

The invisible thing next to him was obviously not an ordinary thing. During the crazy struggle, the chains on the formation diagram were torn from time to time, and then quickly repaired.

Zuo Lingquan was observing secretly, and suddenly he "heard" a full of angry rebuke in his mind:

"Shangguan Yutang! I will tear you into pieces..."

The voice was neither male nor female, and it was hard to tell whether he was old or young. He spoke word by word with great effort, but he could obviously feel the strong pressure in the voice. He could imagine a huge monster that could destroy the world without seeing the original body.

It was the first time that Zuo Lingquan heard the name ‘Shangguan Yutang’, but he knew who the name referred to without being reminded.

And that sudden rebuke, apart from being full of hostility and murderous intent, Zuo Lingquan could not hear much else.

The woman’s eyes were indifferent, and she ignored the noise of a beast. She pressed on step by step to lock the invisible soul, and soon used the chain to wrap the soul into the outline of a golden phoenix.

“Clang”

The shrill howl became more intense, and the flickering flame in the distance also changed.

Jiufeng is the lord of the south, controlling the five elements of fire, and the flames of the entire Yuyao Continent can be controlled by it.

Even if the thief pill has been rejected by the heaven, the new phoenix has not yet returned to its position. The one who controls this world is still the thief pill, and it is naturally easy to control a ball of earth core fire. ♦♦  ♦♦

The flickering flames in the distance swayed rapidly in the sound of the cry, and were gradually stretched into a tongue of fire, flying from a very far distance and merging into the invisible soul. The gaps in the chain that was besieged were immediately splashed with waves of fire.

Even if the waves of fire did not break out of the formation, the scorching temperature still swept the surroundings.

Zuo Lingquan was sitting in front of the woman's skirt. Even with the woman as a meat shield, he was still roasted and hurt. He spoke hard:

"Senior Shangguan, you gods are fighting, can you let me find a cool place to stay first?"

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Lingquan's body relaxed and he almost kissed the wall.

He quickly stood up and retreated to the corner of the cave, looking out and asking:

"What the hell is this?"

The immortal and the god fighting each other obviously had no intention of paying attention to a mortal.

The thief felt the phoenix fire cast by Tang Jingxun at the foot of the barren mountain, but only a wisp of his soul could break out of the seal. It was much weaker than the big phoenix in the Phoenix Valley, and it was impossible for it to seize Tang Jingxun's body. It ran over from underground just to leave a mark on Tang Jingxun to prepare for the future.

Now that it has been discovered, this soul will be destroyed sooner or later. It has no intention of escaping at this time. With the blessing of the earth's core fire, it madly counterattacks and vents its raging anger.

"clang"

But in the blink of an eye, the large group of flames in the distance completely merged into the invisible soul and turned into a red firebird phantom.

The firebird dragged nine snake-like feather tails, and blazing flames spewed out of its mouth, instantly submerging the woman who maintained the magic circle.

Zuo Lingquan was slightly surprised when he saw this. The old ancestor Shangguan was not afraid of the flames, but Tang Jingxun's body could not withstand it. He was afraid that Tang Jingxun's body would be hurt, so he rushed out of the corner of the stone wall and held the Phoenix Shield in front of him to shield the woman.

But the flames swept too fast and instantly engulfed the woman. The moment the flames touched the body, the loose dress Tang Jingxun was wearing turned into ashes, and the objects that were difficult to be burned by the earth's core fire fell to the ground.

Zuo Lingquan increased his speed to the extreme, but still failed to catch up. He was originally anxious and angry, but he immediately found something wrong.

In the rolling flames, the hairband that bound the woman's long hair was burned off, and her long black hair was flying in the air, but it was not burned; her white tofu-like figure was not damaged at all, and her smooth shoulders and delicate waistline were still as round and white as before, full of tension and perfect curves. Big snowball...!

Zuo Lingquan was still running forward, but he had no time to appreciate this scene. He fully unfolded the Phoenix Arm Guard and tried to block the woman in front.

But before he reached the woman, a cold shout came:

"Back off!"

Zuo Lingquan could hardly move forward half a step after hearing the voice. Seeing that the woman was not hurt in the flames, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and raised his eyes to stare at the phoenix phantom struggling wildly.

"Chichichichichi~"

The bird Tuanzi, who was hiding in Tang Jingxun's clothes, was exposed to the flames because his clothes were burned. It took a lot of courage to flap his wings and fly out of the flames.

Tuanzi was wrapped in a red circular shield, which should be condensed by the internal energy of Shangguan Patriarch, which resisted the scorching of the flames and prevented Tuanzi from turning into a coal ball again.

Tuanzi flew to Zuo Lingquan in fear and trembled on his shoulder, but worried about his master, so he also poked his head out from behind the shield to check, and "Chichichi!" fiercely, and no one knew who he was scolding.

The magma river was raging with flames. Although only a wisp of the Nine Phoenix Remnant Soul ran out, Shangguan Yutang's body did not come over, and the power of the soul that could be used was only a tiny part.

Gods are naturally stronger than mortals. It is obviously not easy for Shangguan Laozu to use Tang Jingxun's body to suppress the Nine Phoenix Remnant Soul as he did in the sky above Qihuang Valley. More and more chains are broken, and there is a tendency to be out of control.

Although Zuo Lingquan does not know what the fire bird is, he can clearly feel the extreme hostility of the trapped fire bird that does not belong to humans. It is not a demon, but it is better than a demon. It has nothing to do with Tang Jingxun.

If Shangguan Laozu cannot trap the fire bird, he is not sure whether Tang Jingxun is okay, but he and Tuanzi will most likely turn into nothingness under this raging fire that can burn everything in the world.

Seeing the scope of the flames getting larger and larger, Zuo Lingquan's mind turned rapidly. After a moment of consideration, he put away the Phoenix Shield and ran to the side. With a slight flip of his wrist, a long sword shot to the periphery of the formation diagram, and the position was also the direction of the Nine Palaces.

Swish swish swish

Nine swords were shot one after another and almost stuck into the ground at the same time.

Zuo Lingquan followed the luck veins that Tang Jingyan told him, raised his hands quickly outside the flames, and silently chanted in his heart:

"The Jade Hall decrees, the Eight Desolate Courtesy, with blood as a covenant, the sword suppresses the Nine Gai!"

The formula is not long, but the luck veins are extremely complicated.

Although it was the first time for Zuo Lingquan to make a spell, he had been doing things without distractions since he was a child, and his speed was extremely fast. He did not make any mistakes from beginning to end, but in an instant, the true qi flowing in his body began to boil, and it seemed that even his own blood began to be agitated.

After Zuo Lingquan finished making the spell, he raised his right hand and bit his fingertips, and a blood bead popped out and fell on the long sword in the center of the palace, and said in a deep voice:

"Suppress!"

Buzz

Almost at the same time, the nine magic swords on the ground vibrated at the same time.

The surging sea of ​​fire in front was like a downward pressure torrent, and was instantly pressed to the ground.

The function of the Demon Sealing Sword Formation is to disrupt the flow of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, cut off the connection between the cultivator and heaven and earth, and make it difficult for them to borrow the power of heaven and earth.

The golden formation diagram and the Nine Phoenix Remnant Soul trapped by the chains are all composed of the power of the soul, and are not affected by the Demon Sealing Sword Formation, but the controlled earth core fire is quickly peeled off from the firebird and falls to the ground in groups.

When Zuo Lingquan made a move with the sword formation, the true energy in his body was consumed like a flood, and the speed was faster than the cultivator's self-dissipation of power. However, in just a few breaths, the remaining 70% to 80% of the sea of ​​qi was almost at the bottom.

The flames on the firebird in the air were also peeled off, and it became invisible again. It was squeezed by the golden chains, and its size began to shrink visibly.

"Clang"

The shrill cry resounded through his mind, and this time the target was aimed at Zuo Lingquan.

Zuo Lingquan's body shook violently. Even though there was no actual damage, the evil spirit from the depths of his soul still made him dizzy. If it were an ordinary cultivator, he would probably fall to the ground in fear.

However, Zuo Lingquan was strong in his character. Even his eyes did not change. He found that his true energy was consumed too quickly and he estimated that he could not even last ten breaths. He quickly drew out the sword Mo Yuan from his back and stabbed the invisible demon trapped by the chain.

Swish

The clear sword cry resounded throughout the ground.

The vast sword intent slanted out, and the sharpness that dared to pierce the hearts of gods and Buddhas was like sharp swords, straight between the eyebrows of all creatures present.

The woman's eyes did not change at all, but she obviously felt something. The golden formation shook slightly. This was a reaction caused by the impact on the mind and the distraction.

The remnant soul of the Nine Phoenixes, which was like a demon in purgatory, was obviously affected and became a little stagnant.

It was also at this moment.

The ink dragon, as thick as an arm, slanted out from the black sword blade.

It has been nearly a month since Mo Yuanjian recognized its owner and accumulated sword energy on its own. In addition, Zuo Lingquan used a sword of spiritual weapon grade for the first time. This sword can be said to be the most lethal sword since he learned swordsmanship.

rustle

The indestructible sharp sword energy directly passed through the chains and the remaining souls, and landed on the stone wall behind.

No sound came from the stone wall, only a sword hole appeared.

Bang bang bang

The several-foot-thick stone wall was directly penetrated, as were the several gaps and caves behind it.

The sword energy didn't fly apart until it penetrated more than ten feet, causing an explosion and roar in the distance. The entire ground shook, and countless gravel fell down. The killing power was terrifying.

After the sword was released, Zuo Lingquan's true energy was completely exhausted, the Demon-Sealing Sword Formation also stopped vibrating, and the flames pressing on the ground turned into naturally burning red flames.

Zuo Lingquan raised his eyes to observe the results of the battle. He thought that the already exhausted demon would be killed by this proud sword, but when he looked carefully, he found that this sword had stabbed Lonely.

The greatest damage caused by this sword to the remnant soul is probably that the soaring sword energy caused the remnant soul to stagnate a little, and the subsequent sword energy did not touch the remnant soul at all.

The reason why this happened was not because Zuo Lingquan's sword was not good enough.

The art of the soul is a magical power that can only be mastered by Jade-level monks. Ghosts and evil spirits have no entity. If the monks want to deal with it, they can only use the most powerful and most yang magic.

Sword energy can scare people, and it is also effective against ghosts and evil spirits with sanity, but it is difficult for sword energy to cause damage unless it is assisted by a specific magical weapon or the power of the soul is controlled; Zuo Lingquan is a second-level talent in the Linggu Valley and a physical He hasn't even finished practicing, so he obviously doesn't have this magical power yet.

Although the last blow did not cause actual damage, the effect of the Demon-Sealing Sword Formation and Sword Intention Suppression was still considerable.

The remnant soul of Jiu Feng lost the control of the Earth Core Fire and stagnated for a short time. The woman grabbed the gap and was squeezed by the chain in an instant. Only a small ball remained.

Shangguan Yutang raised his hand to change the method, opened his small rosy mouth, and took a deep breath.

call

A whirlwind blew in the open ground.

The flames on the ground rose up and turned into a vortex, like a dragon sucking water, and entered between Tang Jingxun's lips; under Tang Jingxun's snow-grey skin, dark red veins and veins and highlights of acupuncture points were revealed. , as if the meridians and acupoints were being forged by fierce fire, spreading from the snow-white neck down to the back, to the hands, waist, hips, legs and feet...

Zuo Lingquan just didn't have time to look at the front of Shangguan Patriarch, and his eyes were attracted to him at this time. Unfortunately, the red flames obscured his upper body, and he couldn't see much except for his two big white legs. He quickly looked away. .

Tuanzi hid in the corner of the stone wall behind, and found that the flames were almost being sucked away. His dark eyes were a little anxious, and he called out "chichi~" twice, with the same expression as usual when he was begging for pine nuts.

The flames in front of Shangguan Yutang quickly diminished, and when only a small ball remained, it turned into a tongue of flame and flew to the side of the stone wall.

The dumpling quickly flew up, opened its beak and snuck in.

But the inner fire seems to be a bit high.

As soon as the dumpling was swallowed, the fluffy white dumpling turned bright red and smoke was coming from all over. It fell to the ground with a "cheep!" and its two small paws pointed upward and twitched.

Zuo Lingquan was startled, and quickly ran over to pick up the dumplings and checked to see if they were okay. Although they were hot in the hand, they were at most medium-rare and still alive, so the white fur on his body was roasted to yellow.

Zuo Lingquan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and raised his eyes again. The empty ground had returned to its original state, leaving only a plump woman with long hair reaching her waist, standing not far away with her back to him.

Although there was nothing covering her body, her legs were tightly together, and apart from her perfectly shaped buttocks, she couldn't see much that shouldn't be seen.

"superior……"

Zuo Lingquan was about to speak, but felt that the scene was not right, so he stopped talking; the next moment, the Phoenix armguard on her arm turned into countless bloody threads, floated to the woman's back, quickly unfolded, and weaved into a Wearing a blood-colored red dress that is as thin as a cicada's wings but opaque.

The skirt is extremely slim-fitting and covered with fine scales like dragon scales. It is exactly the same style as the golden dress she wore when she last appeared in Qihuang Valley, only the color is different.

However, Tang Jingxun's figure is round and plump, and Shangguan Patriarch is about the same height as Zuo Lingquan. Wearing this kind of skirt, it feels a bit inappropriate.

Zuo Lingquan naturally had no intention of paying attention to these small details at this time. When the woman turned around, the blood-colored dress had completely covered her whole body, and her bones were not exposed. Her eyes that looked down on all living beings were no different from before.

Zuo Lingquan held the dumpling that was still clawing, stood up and asked:

"That was just now..."

"This matter has nothing to do with you. Something went wrong on the terrace. I came here to slay the demon, not to save you. You don't have to thank me."

Zuo Lingquan couldn't figure out the reason and was confused when he heard:

"Am I being targeted by a demon?"

"She has a connection with the Phoenix, and she is the one who is being targeted. You are strong in character and perseverance, and you don't have any special talents in your body. No one would be interested in giving it to a demon."

"..."

These words were quite shocking. Zuo Lingquan took them all as a compliment. He looked at the woman's body:

"What has Sister Tang been targeted by?"

"You don't need to worry about this, and she doesn't need your help. She can just think about herself in the future."

After Shangguan Yutang finished speaking, he paused and moved his lips slightly, as if he wanted to give another warning.

But in the end, he didn't say anything. The golden light in his eyes flashed slightly, and his eyes that looked at all living beings quickly returned to their soft and beautiful appearance.

As the woman left, the bloody red skirt on Tang Jingxun's body quickly decomposed and turned into silk thread again, wrapping around Zuo Lingquan's wrist.

Tang Jingxun had always been conscious, but could not control his body. The moment he regained control of his limbs, his face turned red, he hurriedly squatted down and hugged his knees, and said shyly:

"Damn it, you should put some clothes on for me...I...I..."

Zuo Lingquan couldn't see Tang Jingxun's front, but the outline of Tang Jingxun squatting with his knees in his arms and the big dumplings squeezing out from the edge were still fascinating.

He quickly took out the spare dress from Linglong Pavilion, ran to him and asked:

"Jingxun, are you okay?"

How could Tang Jingxun be fine? It was the first time he was kissed. Before he could recover, his body was taken over by an outsider. He also stood naked in the fire and was burned for a long time.

That's all. It makes sense for the dead woman to come to help, but I didn't know how to put some clothes on her before leaving, so it was just a matter of raising a hand...

Tang Jingxun wrapped her skirt tightly around her figure and spoke incoherently. She just hugged her knees tightly to avoid Zuo Lingquan's gaze.

Zuo Lingquan turned his head, not looking at Tang Jingxun, and comforted:

"I didn't see anything just now."

Tang Jingxun didn't understand this. He hurriedly put on the skirt with a bellyband on his body. His face turned purple and he felt like he was bleeding:

"Who told you to kiss me suddenly? You can't choose a good time to kiss me... The same goes for the old woman. She won't come if you ask her. It's such a good opportunity to pick her. At this time, the ghost comes over, I... I..."

The more he spoke, the more embarrassed he became.

Zuo Lingquan's various emotions subsided, and strangeness filled his heart. He said awkwardly:

"Ancestor Shangguan is an immortal, so he shouldn't care about this. He just uses Sister Tang's body to slay demons."

"Who says you don't care? I was pushed away just now, and I could clearly feel her stunned for a moment, frowning, and biting your tongue in shock. If you say she didn't feel anything, I wouldn't believe it even to death."

"..."

Zuo Lingquan's pain from being bitten has actually not disappeared even now, and it feels like he was bitten. But how could he dare to think about all this nonsense? He explained:

"Well...that should be Sister Tang's own feelings. It's you I'm kissing, and it has nothing to do with Ancestor Shangguan."

"It does matter. If she uses my body to hit someone, it counts as her hitting; if she uses my mouth to speak, it counts as her saying; then if she uses my mouth to kiss someone, does that mean it's her kiss?"

Zuo Lingquan stood up, put his arm around Tang Jingxun's shoulders, and left the place of right and wrong together, shaking his head and saying:

"They are my relatives. The one I kissed was Sister Tang. I only kissed one person. How could I kiss two people at once with one mouth open? It really has nothing to do with Ancestor Shangguan."

"Not to mention kissing, she is standing in front of you with her bare buttocks... ugh~"

Zuo Lingquan raised his hand to cover Tang Jingxun's small mouth and said softly:

"Stop talking, stop talking, I'm going to be scared to death by you. It's you I'm looking at, and you're the one I'm kissing..."

"Me...you too, you dare to have evil thoughts in such a dangerous place, I have to tell the princess when I go back..."

Tang Jingxuan's thoughts were so complex that he couldn't even think clearly. He wanted to run away from Zuo Lingquan's arms, but was afraid of encountering any messy things again, so he ended up holding Zuo Lingquan's sleeve while walking.

Zuo Lingquan was also so distraught that he didn't dare to sort out the logic just now. For a while, he could only walk down the road with his head down...