Quick travel: Qing Leng host is forced to have sex with crazy criticizing wall-dong

Whether you abstain or not is no longer important.

The top priority is to figure out what's going on.

No longer obsessed with fighting, Shuangyu jumped up and flew in the direction of the two auras.

The cloaked woman who escaped first had already met the Twelve Guardians.

Before she could say anything, the woman saw Shuang Yu chasing after her.

"Stop him!"

The woman said this hastily, turned around and ran away.

It's him!

Shuangyu's pupils shrank and he made a decisive decision to find out the identity of this person.

"Demon Lord Moyu, if you don't participate in your competition well, where are you going?"

Yin Ming blocked his way and asked with a half-smile.

"Good dogs don't get in the way."

Shuangyu pursed her lips and sarcastically.

"Damn it, you are still standing high when you are about to die. I want to see if you can still smile under my crotch later! You are itchy, are you feeling horny?

This is the extremely cold and yin poison that I specially prepared for you. Next, it’s time for the brothers and sisters to enjoy the taste of the superior Son of God, hahaha..."

Yin Ming no longer hid his purpose, he laughed and said arrogantly.

"Do your own fault, don't live."

A cold light flashed through Shuangyu's eyes, and his figure disappeared instantly.

Appearing again, he had arrived in front of Yinming.

The long whip in his hand turned into a sharp blade. He raised his hand and wiped it, and Yin Ming's head, which was talking nonsense a second ago, fell to the ground instantly.

'Plop—'

The head rolled several times on the ground, and the gloomy face even maintained the smile from before.

Demons, human cultivators, immortals... although their cultivation methods are different, they will all cultivate their soul in the end.

As long as the soul is immortal, they are equivalent to immortal existence.

The stronger the cultivation level, the stronger the soul.

After the head was cut off, the Yinming Yuan Shen floated out of the body, and a small black shadow like a ghost fled out quickly, but it escaped a hundred meters away in an instant.

Shuang Yu waved his hand, and the sharp blade turned into a long whip again, flying towards Yin Ming's soul like a poisonous snake.

The slender whip wrapped around its soul, and a white light suddenly appeared. The Yinming soul let out a shrill scream and was instantly wiped out.

Such shocking strength shocked the eleven guardians who were eager to try.

"Do you still want to stop me?"

Shuang Yu asked with an indifferent expression.

The demons looked at each other and took a step back.

He wasted no more time and quickly chased in the direction where the cloaked woman left.

It wasn't until his breath completely disappeared that the Eleventh Guardian relaxed and took a deep breath.

"This is not enough time. If Lord Demon takes the blame..."

"We have tried our best. We cannot risk our lives for that fairy woman. Are you stubborn and want to end up like Yin Ming?"

"That damn woman didn't say that King Asura would show up! We were tricked to death by him. When the matter has reached this point, we little shrimps can no longer take care of it. Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with us demons.

Those are their own grievances in the fairy world, let them resolve them themselves, we have done our best! "

"You're already in trouble and you're still talking so much nonsense. Why don't you hurry up and help the king!"

……

After being scolded by one of the female guardians, the demons immediately stopped talking and rushed to the place where Feng Yan and Sang Min were fighting.

The other person seemed very anxious.

He didn't even hide his aura.

Shuangyu easily tracked down the cloaked woman's whereabouts.

Seeing that she couldn't escape, the woman simply stood there, her face obscured by the cloak, looking at him for a moment.

Even if he couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly, Shuang Yu could still sense the hatred in the other person.

"Who are you?"

Frowning slightly, he asked coldly.

The woman let out a harsh sneer and slowly lifted the cloak covering her face.

It was an extremely strange face.

The skin on the left cheek is as smooth and white as a peeled egg, and it looks extremely pretty.

But the other cheek was ugly, the skin was covered with hideous scars from the fire, and the eyes, nose, and mouth were burned beyond recognition.

Shuang Yu has been incarnate for thousands of years, and has been conscious for nearly 500 years.

But he has no memory of this woman.

"This half of my face is ugly... right?"

The woman looked at him dreamily, giggled, touched her disfigured right cheek, and asked.

"Since you're a fairy, it's easy to heal your wounds, isn't it?"

Shuangyu didn't show any expression of disdain or sympathy, and asked calmly.

"It looks like...it's really similar...this character is exactly the same as his, cold-hearted, aloof and arrogant..."

The woman seemed to be looking at someone through him, and murmured to herself in a daze.

It’s self-evident who he looks like.

Shuangyu naturally understands.

Everyone knows that his cold temperament is very much like the fallen Emperor Hunyuan.

"It seems that you are an old acquaintance of my master. You think I look like him, which means you are not familiar with him."

Shuang Yu smiled coolly and told the truth.

In fact, his personality was completely different from that of Emperor Hunyuan.

The so-called coldness is nothing more than the personality of Emperor Hunyuan.

In private, Emperor Hunyuan was undisciplined and lazy, his character was like that of a lazy old man, and he also liked to talk nonsense.

The words "unfamiliar" seemed to irritate Bi Bo, a crazy woman.

She let out a sharp scream and scratched her face frantically, even if her flesh and blood were bloody.

This look doesn't look like a fairy, but like a demon crawling around in hell.

A flash of disgust flashed in Shuangyu's eyes, and he took two steps back unconsciously.

"How could I not be familiar with him? We have known each other for tens of thousands of years. If it weren't for you, the only person who would be with him would be me. It was you who took away everything from me. You deserve to die!"

The shrill voice was mixed with deep hatred, and the white silk in Bibo's hand instantly flew out and attacked him.

Shuang Yu frowned and waved his long whip to repel Bai Ling.

But the woman refused to give up, and more and more white silk flew out of her body. She opened her teeth and claws like an octopus and continued to attack, and the attack became more and more fierce.

What surprised Shuangyu was that the woman's cultivation was not weak.

This level of cultivation is one of the best in the immortal world.

And there are actually hints of Emperor Hunyuan in her moves.

Although Shuangyu had not been taught by Emperor Hunyuan, he had seen Emperor Hunyuan practice martial arts or fight Feng Yan when he was still a lotus, so he was quite familiar with his moves.

The other party was determined to kill him and used all their firepower.

He had to give it his all.

The more spiritual power is used, the more toxins planted by Yinming in the body will spread.

If it were in the past, Shuangyu could easily defeat Bibo.

But due to the strangeness of his body, he gradually became unable to do what he wanted, and was even faintly suppressed by the other party.

Another roll of white silk came, and Shuangyu was hit in the back. He staggered forward a few steps and tried to stabilize his body.

He wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked dumbly.

"Who are you?"

The woman stared at him without saying a word, and suddenly showed a very sweet smile.

"I don't know what Sang Min did to you, but you have stepped into my trap. This time, you won't be able to fly even with your wings!"

As if to verify her words, a pentagram eye appeared on the sole of Shuangyu's foot, and the too bright light overflowed, followed by a soul-destroying pain.