Chapter 26 Holy Demons

Seeing that Hu Jing was silent, she thought she had touched the other party and hurriedly added a fire. As long as this kind of girl who has never seen the world leaves with herself, she is not at her mercy. She can't help but feel hot in her heart.

"Don't worry, having me is equivalent to the protection of the Zhao family. No matter where you go, you will have the best treatment. You know our Zhao family, one of the four families of the Holy Church, and you don't have to worry about your aunt's place. For me, she will understand!"

Zhao Guang looked at Hu Jing's wet red lips, and the more he looked at it, the more interesting it became.

"Is that over?" Hu Jing asked.

Zhao Guang was stunned, "If you have any other requirements, just let me know."

"Then I wish Brother Zhao a safe journey. Goodbye."

Hu Jing nodded and walked past Zhao Guang, without taking away a trace of dust, leaving Zhao Guang stunned in place.

Much, this girl is kidding him!

Zhao Guang stared at Hu Jing fiercely. These poor and sour, there was no fart, there was his mother's worthless arrogance, and there was a day when she regretted.

If there was no matter of the sword tomb, Zhao Guang would definitely stay and slowly clean up the little beauty, but now the sword tomb is gone. If you want to turn around, you must follow this wind, otherwise you can't leave if you want to.

As long as you have strength, there are not a lot of women.

Zhao Guang left resolutely and could give up anything in order to practice!

At this time, Wang Meng is seriously cleaning up his thatched hut to take care of Lingtian. I'm afraid he will live here during this period, and he can't drill into the hay stack every day.

It took half a day to build a delicate thatched house. It looks like an ordinary thatched house, but in fact, there is a certain way in the structure, but people who are not in the realm can't understand it at all. At most, they feel very special.

Just like the word "she" on the wall, not only the meaning of the house, but the word itself has a doorway, but the name of Thunder has long disappeared in Mo Shan's vague long memory.

For three consecutive days, Wang Meng has been farming seriously, and the broken hoe has spent more time with Wang Meng than the sword.

Wang Meng was not in a hurry. He was busy for a while and rested for a while. Sometimes he looked at the sky in a daze, and sometimes hummed for self-entertainment. He had been practicing with all his strength and practiced for the purpose of practice. Now he thinks that he ignores life itself.

The Hinayana sword formula, with Wang Meng's current situation, is not fancy at all, but with the current Yuanli, you can only use the Hinayana sword formula, and it is also a top priority to improve the life mark.

After rest, Wang Meng is also choosing skills. In the past few days, he has had a thorough understanding of the body. His talent is quite average, but any practitioner has his own characteristics. Wang Meng's persistence and immortal enthusiasm are the most precious, otherwise the divine character will not choose him, and the genius will fall. Sooner or later, such people will It will succeed.

Explosive introduction formula, a very domineering skill of evil cultivation, accumulating Yuanpower, artificially forcibly rushing through the customs, improving the life mark will improve the life mark, but the acquired life mark will have many problems, such as insufficient potential at critical times, or some unexpected trance, but Sheng Xiu's Pei Yuan Gong can just make After practicing those two life marks, Wang Meng has begun to try to explode the secret.

He took out the wind and cloud charm and entered some spiritual power to hit it out. Suddenly, there was a thunder in the clear sky, and dark clouds gradually formed, as if it was going to rain, but in the end it was like God gasped and shrank back.

The round-faced little girl's rune making skills are really too bad. The name is very domineering, but this effect...

Looking at the hot sun, Wang Meng really has to find a way to end the light rain, otherwise the harvest of Linggu will not be good.

"Rights and wrong will eventually become empty. Life is a happy enmity in the world. You don't have to care too much about some things. There are many roads ahead of you."

The broken blade knocked on the hoe, and Wang Meng entertained himself, but the dark clouds in the air gradually condensed. The cinnabar on the rune moved, just some fine-tuning, and the power of the rune changed in an instant.

Boom...

Thunder bursts, Lei Guangfeng already has a lot of thunder and lightning. It is actually very easy to use this kind of wind and cloud formula. Although Fu is a little short, a slight change saves Wang Meng a lot of strength. I still want to thank the little girl.

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A drop of rain fell on Wang Meng's body. After a while, the light rain fell. Wang Meng in the rain was leisurely and looked at the spiritual field seriously. Not far from the ground, the seeds of the spiritual valley absorbed the rain and were exuding strong vitality, which was the feeling that life was about to break out.

There is the strongest mystery here, which was ignored by Mo Shan in the past and never experienced, but now Wang Meng can find the hidden mystery of the small thousand world with artistic conception.

The birth of life seemed to be telling something. The king in the rain was intoxicated, opened his arms, danced wantonly, and beat his broken sword and hoe from time to time.

"Tw off, do you think he's crazy? Can he be so happy to farm?"

Zhao Lingxuan pouted her little mouth, which was really inexplicable. Why is this man so happy?

If the church asked her to farm, she must have turned up the elder's house. Why did she come here to practice, not do farm work, and this man has a good temper.

The nine-day fire beside her shook her wings and her body turned red, which was her strong protest.

"Hee hee, sometimes I think it's quite artistic. Forget it, don't delay the farmer's work. Let's go back and eat delicious food."

The holy church at this time.

"I heard that Old Thunder has used all the swords in the sword tomb. Shouldn't he be angry with those disappointing boys in Lei Guangtang, haha."

The speaker is Wu Fatian, one of the six ancestors, who has always been quite different from Thunder.

"Brother Wu, don't stimulate Brother Lei. The news just got that several juniors of the young generation of magic cultivation and evil cultivation have broken through the 20th floor."

The woman who speaks is elegant and has an unattainable temperament. She is Zhou Luodan, the ancestor of the Holy Tang Dan Dao. Zhou Luodan's alchemy is ranked in the small world.

"Sister Zhou, how can our church care about these crooked evil ways. Not to mention the two children Li Tianyi and Zhao Lingxuan, there are also outstanding disciples in each church. These crooked evil ways, one by one, one by one." Wu Fatian said disdainfully.

"Ling Xuan is a gifted and well-behaved child, but he is too kind. Tianyi is still too arrogant to underestimate his opponents. Once they are ready, they will definitely set off a bloody storm in the younger generation."

Zhou Luodan is very worried. The holy practice is long and steady, full of stamina, but it is difficult to break through in the early stage. The magic practice and evil practice are radical and strong. After the last war, the dispute between the three sects did not end, but transferred to the younger generation. It may not feel much within the temple or even within If you go out, especially without the protection of elders, it will be a completely different world.

(There is an outbreak in the early morning!)

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