Chapter 715, it is foreseeable that the population will explode in ten months

It's not an exaggeration that the whole chest will die even if it is blown into scum. There are too many practitioners who are afraid of death in the monk world, and there are too many secrets of survival.

For example, some time ago, the Taoist priest of Taishan Tianmen, who was punched into flying ashes by Zhu Peng, was not dead. The sword weapon in his hand was attached to the unique skill of "seven stars falling into the sky". In the end, the sword weapon was destroyed for the flying ash of Tianmen. Although the body of Tianmen exploded, the yuan god had been preserved under the utility of "death star parasitism", although it recovered far away. It's far away, but it's finally saved in the final game.

Before 2012, "flying head technique" was once popular in the local monk world of Dixing. It is not a problem for the whole body to be blown into scum. You can directly fly away. At night, you can gnaw a mortal parasitic head to death, which can also survive.

However, this life-saving secret art was gradually put on the shelf after 2012, because after practicing this secret art, the spirit and flesh are divided, and the cultivation has been fixed since then, and there is no further possibility of refinement. For practitioners, this is probably a worse result than death.

After Buxu, the Jindanjing monk, a Jindanjing monk, has entered his life. Since then, the whole body is no longer limited. The body has been killed by others, and the Jindan has escaped from the body. The yuan god and cultivation are all condensed in the golden elixir. At least more than 80% of the true yuan can be maintained. At that time, it will find a well-qualified meat. It's all right to take away.

As the special group of human beings who are most afraid of death and are not afraid of death, the word immortality contains endless desire and pursuit, endless greed, endless desire, non-life and heaven are not satisfied, so many infinite spells, three thousand avenues, came into being.

With his exquisite physical cultivation, Zhu Peng attached his qi and blood to the flying sword, and then fed back to his spirit and soul. He felt the natural domineering and spirit in the remnants of the dragon. His whole body even trembled slightly, producing an indescribable taste of **.

"Dragon..."

"Is this the dragon?"

Looking at Zhu Peng's trembling appearance, Su Yu was really scared. "What's wrong with you? Don't scare me, the bloody high priest, the lord of the Southern Blood Soul Pavilion, don't make such an expression, okay?"

Slowly, Zhu Peng exhaled a breath. I don't know if it was an illusion. Su Yu always felt that the breath was like steam, white and boiling, as if it contained infinite desire. Slowly opened his eyes. Because of excessive excitement, in Zhu Peng's eyes, the purple eyes floated out, and the scarlet was shining.

"The nature of the dragon is also, one of which is: 'greedy', eating gas to live long, raising the vitality of the whole body, there is no end, no satisfaction. Is it like me?" It seemed to be drunk. Since the blood with a faint golden spirit returned to Zhu Peng's body, Zhu Peng's attitude was obviously abnormal.

"The nature of the dragon, the two say: 'Strength and tough', a body of resistance to the world alone, swords, soldiers, water and fire invade but not hurt, the heart demon evil spirit is difficult to enter." As he spoke, Zhu Peng walked around Su Yu quickly, and the faster he walked, the more he walked, the more he looked like a ghost. The whole person surrounded Su Yu turned into a deep shadow. Only the scarlet shining eyes stared at Su Yu closely, making the girl feel that her clothes had been stripped naked. Standing naked in front of Zhu Peng, for a moment, I only felt an incomparable humiliation and grievances surged into my heart... The strange thing is that she did not draw her sword with her nature.

"The nature of the dragon is also, the two say: 'Arrogan', the body is as strong as the spirit, standing high above the nine heavens, calling for the wind, becoming thunder, looking at the world, there is almost no resistance. Such a creature is born with great magical power, boldness, deep in the blood, thousands of years or less, will not be reduced at all. After saying that, Zhu Peng suddenly stood quietly in front of Su Yu and showed his real body. The pair of scarlet and shiny pupils stared at the beautiful face of the beauty, and only felt that it was strange and attractive.

"What a wonderful creature, what a powerful bloodline, dragon..."

With such a sigh, Zhu Peng suddenly hugged Su Yu, and then forcibly kissed her pink jade-like lips. The blood boiled in her body. The wildness that belongs to the dragon roared in Zhu Peng's consciousness. Compared with human beings, it is better to advance and retreat. There are choice. The dragon is the natural favorite. It never falls to the ground and breaks the sky. Death day by day. The deterrence in his bloodline, even if it is only a trace for people, is strong beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Then Zhu Peng kissed happily. Su Yu's consciousness was confused. The two of them were intoxicated. The door of the box was suddenly kicked open. Before the person arrived, an arrogance was already overflowing: "How dare you grab a famous sword with me, you don't know my father..."

The arrogant woman who just broke in suddenly lost the following. She only saw the handsome men and beautiful women hugging each other, and under Zhu Peng's extremely skilled instinctive action, Su Yu's pure white swordsman's suit had been half taken off, ** Xue Yuxiang's shoulder. ( I hereby declare that the hand that picks the clothes is absolutely instinctive, and it can't be more instinctive. Er, what the hell am I covering up?)

"P"

The arrogant girl who suddenly broke in suddenly slapped her face, which seemed to cover the big watery eyes tightly, but in fact, the almost cracked fingers exposed her actual mood - I want to see it, I really want to see it.

"P"

Then there was another crisp sound, but this time it was Su Yu who screamed and broke free from Zhu Peng's arms, and then gave him a happy slap in the face. Unfortunately, Zhu Peng has been refining his body since he was a child. "He is so thick that he can't even shoot through bullets" is by no means a description, but such a face is still pulled out by Su Yu. Fingerprints show how much strength she has moved.

"Forget it, it's just a slap in the face. At least she didn't choose to blow her brain this time." Zhu Peng comforted himself in his heart. The unrestrained dragon nature was gradually overwhelmed by his reason. Now the purple spirit in his eyes gradually withdrew, and his whole body was not as abnormally excited as just now.

It's just the attitude between him and Su Yu, but it's really too deceptive. The one who just covered his cheeks and peeked back while saying, "Go on, I didn't see anything." The girl with such words suddenly broke out.

She suddenly pulled out her long sword at her waist with a choking sound, and then pointed to Zhu Peng and almost shouted, "You are so bold that you dare to be an indevil nun at the foot of our Hua Mountain." After a word, the sword spirit rose. Zhu Peng did not expect that the nunist in front of him was a quite clever swordsman. The sword light in his hand spread, and it was like a peacock opening a screen. Under the pressure of the sword, the killing machine was revealed, but there was no flaw in swordsmanship.

Zhu Peng can completely use the absolute advantage of Qi pulse to suppress one of them. Under the absolute gap of Qi vein Zhenyuan, Zhu Peng does not do anything. The body protection Zhenyuan mask alone can crush the other party to death. It's just that the girl opposite shows swords, and Zhu Peng has no intention of suppressing people with force.

He looked at it quietly, allowing the nun opposite to show off his sword, and let the surging sword gas attack him like a flood.

Against the backdrop of the dazzling sword light, it now seems that the sword-wielding nun opposite is also very charming. She is pure and young, not to mention her figure is also upturned, her waist is thin, and her buttocks are also the type that most men like, upturned to death. However, these eye-catching conditions usually do not attract Zhu Peng's attention like the sword light in his hand. It is slender, dangerous, fast and fierce. It is completely an elite inheritance disciple of a famous school. The strength of swordsmanship is even far above the cultivation realm of its foundation.

In the face of the sword light that surged like a flood, Zhu Peng was calm and calm, showing only the same level as the other party's female swordsman, or even a weaker level, which was comparable to the initial level of building the foundation. He directly jumped up and avoided the fierce killing of the other party's nun, but the opposite nun not only did not care about this. Point, and even a very sarcastic smile bloomed faintly from the corners of his mouth. The monks who build the foundation can cross the sky, but the whole VIP box is large, and how much range is there in total?

At this time, people are not as flexible as the movement on the ground. Especially in front of a high-attack swordsmanship, he lost his flexibility, which is simply a dead end.

The sword light was recovered, and another sword was raised and killed. The turbulent sword spirit with the shadow of the Taoist sword all exuded the dazzling sword spirit. It waved up like a heavenly sword, and the spirit hit the sky like a counter-rain.

The real yuan of the foundation all over the body gathered together, and did not use the iron brake element magnetism. Zhu Peng did not rise, vertical and fly as the opposite nun thought, but condescending, with a clean and neat punch, and the fist fell, and there were obvious depressions and ripples in the air around him.

The terrible Zhenyuan boxing strength hit the sword spirit of the counterattack like an angry dragon. The sword spirit Zhenyuan of the two was handed over head-on, and there were obvious vortex-like fluctuations around the powerful aftershocks. The whole VIP box was extremely solid, but all the decorations and utensils were in the strength of the two foundation. , inch of powder bursting...

Su Yu held her sword in one corner, but she still felt extremely uncomfortable all over her body.

"It's terrible! It's just the swallowing of the gas veins of the foundation. Why is it so terrible? Su Yu said in a slightly trembling tone.

It's just a win or defeat for each other, but there is a result at this moment. The female swordsman's rising sword spirit was completely smashed and dispersed. Because it was just a full attack, she didn't have time to set up the second round of defense at all. The strong and horizontal fist strength that had not been extinguished all over the nun's acupuncture point. With her deep sword skills, she set up the barely closed block of the sword in her hand, but she still couldn't stop it. The terrible fist strength is too pure, too solid, too terrible.

It's like a stone smashing into the water, and the ripples of the restrained sword force blocked the next wave after wave of fist impact, but after all, it couldn't block everything, and the sword was broken.

Author's language: http://book.zongheng.com/book/166149.html The book "2012 Doomsday Fairy" is published vertically and horizontally. Thank you for your great support. In addition, salted fish can already be predicted. Ten months later, the population exploded.