The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Yu Mian took several steps back, his body constantly hitting the wall. The parts that were hit turned slightly red and even became hotter.

Yu Mian lifted up the sleeves of his arms and looked at the redness and itchiness on his elbows. This time he really wanted to cry.

Help!

"Grandma, I..." She was about to explain her physical condition when she was interrupted by a young man's voice.

“Feng Ling, so you were hiding here. If I hadn’t changed into a cultivator’s body, I would not have been able to see through your trick.” A figure dressed in dark and yellow robes slowly emerged from the dark and winding cave entrance.

Yu Mian was shocked. Isn’t this the disciple from Jin Lei Sect?

No, now it should be called, Blood Moon Demon General. This guy is too lazy to come up with a new name, so he changed his blood moon to red moon...

After meditating, Feng Ling stood up and used his spiritual power to pull Yu Mian behind him, blocking him in front of him. "Old Demon Blood Moon, I didn't get rid of you a thousand years ago, but I will take you down today."

"Anyone can talk big, but I will spare your life in a moment. Just wait and see how I play with your disciple and grandchildren. Hahahaha..." The Blood Moon Demon looked through the Phoenix Feathers at the little cultivator with a slightly red face, with an obscene smile on his lips. He was not afraid that his words would scare Yu Mian away.

Because she couldn't run away.

Feng Ling was furious. He slapped out a gust of wind from his palm, causing the rocks in the cave to shatter. The two sides fought, and the already narrow cave almost collapsed.

She had no choice but to distract herself, and she transformed into a feather, rolled up Yu Mian, and flew out, "Old Demon Blood Moon, if you have the guts, let's fight outside!"

The Qingfeng clan was extremely fast, and the Blood Moon, who had just snatched the new body, was caught for a moment, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Since you want to play, I will play with you!"

The two of them chased each other, one in front and one behind. Xueyue aimed at Yu Mian hanging behind Feng Ling and launched an attack that was neither too strong nor too weak.

We can't kill this top-quality small furnace, but it's okay to distract Feng Ling.

Xueyue was curious, where did this little blue bird get its spiritual power from when it had been silent for a thousand years?

He had to eat hundreds of foolish mortals who broke in before he was able to recover a little bit of his strength.

Rushing out of the narrow cave, which collapsed with a loud bang, Feng Ling subconsciously looked back, a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.

Then he faced Xuan Huang's figure with one palm, and the shock wave caused by the two of them echoed in the valley.

Another blow hit Yu Mian directly, and her soft armor lit up slightly, defusing the crisis.

She was blown aside by the aftermath of the fight between the two men. She rolled and crawled into a corner, spitting out the dust in her mouth several times.

The last time I saw Sheng Qing fighting the Yuanying Qiongqi, although it looked terrifying, there was actually not much fighting in the middle. Most of the time, Qiongqi ran away and Sheng Qing chased him. Only in the last fight between the snakes did they bite each other to death with two bites.

It seems as if fighting in the Nascent Soul stage is very simple.

Today we saw two equally powerful Yuanying stage masters fighting each other. This was truly moving mountains and breaking seas, dividing the world.

The night had not yet faded above the sky, but the moment the two men started fighting, Yu Mian quickly closed his eyes and silently reduced his presence.

"Little Bluebird, you are so weak. You couldn't beat me a thousand years ago, and it's still the same a thousand years later!" Blood Moon exerted force on his hands, but did not forget to provoke her.

If he had not noticed that the spiritual power was getting stronger and stronger and he was afraid of something unexpected happening, he would have swallowed up the remaining nine people first so that he would have plenty of materials to refine blood corpses in the future.

Unfortunately, they were one step behind in the game and now they are evenly matched.

Xue Yue looked at Feng Ling who was full of spiritual energy across from her, and noticed Yu Mian huddled aside out of the corner of her eye. His original interest in her suddenly waned a little.

No matter how good the cauldron is, it cannot be as valuable as your own life.

He used one claw to suck Yu Mian over to him, but found that there seemed to be some restriction on her body and he couldn't suck her over.

Seeing that the old guy was about to attack Yu Mian, Feng Ling's hair stood on end. With a phoenix cry, it rushed towards the Blood Moon Demon General. Two powerful forces exploded, and the soft armor on Yu Mian's body lit up again.

"It seems that you really care about this little disciple~" The Blood Moon Demon General turned into blood mist in front of Feng Ling, and she looked horrified.

Blood mist movement technique!

The Blood Moon Demon General is not the strongest among the demon generals. On the contrary, his strength is average. However, he relies on his powerful escape skills to escape countless times.

His famous skill, the blood mist movement technique!

That's why Feng Ling, a speed-type cultivator, had to fight against him.

Turning around, Yu Mian was controlled by him like a chicken, "Come on, now you can attack your little disciple."

He smiled wickedly, and put his nose close to the fresh, hot body, "It smells so good, little disciple."

Feng Ling gritted her teeth, she didn't dare to attack again.

Yu Mian struggled. She knew that Sheng Qing's soft armor could protect her, so she shouted, "Grandmaster, hurry up!"

"Don't worry about me, I won't get hurt. Get rid of this monster first!"

She was not afraid of the other party approaching. Instead, she put the talisman in her hand around Blood Moon's waist and covered it with a circle of sixth-grade ice-condensing talismans!

She just didn't believe that he could escape like this.

Xueyue paused. He didn't expect that the ants would actually resist.

Has the world become so interesting?

Looking at the frost condensing on his body, he pinched Yu Mian's neck and whispered, "My little disciple, you dare to use a sixth-grade talisman on a Yuanying, you are so brave..."

He clenched his five fingers and tried to threaten Feng Ling with a grim smile.

"Bah! You're an old ghost whose grave has been dead for ten generations. You're just a shady guy who stole people's bodies. How can I not dare to do anything to you?"

We’re all going to die anyway, so we might as well curse our ass off!

"Beautiful skins are all alike, but ugly souls are rare. If I put on your soul, my body will become disgusting!"

"You're a disgusting piece of stinky shit. You'll foul the frying pan of the King of Hell in the underworld!"

I was stunned by the scolding during Blood Moon Time. Why did the righteous speak so dirty?

He didn't react in time, and his fingertips didn't even grab Yu Mian's neck. By the time he realized that this little disciple was under a restriction...

It's too late.

"During your travels in the mortal world, Mian'er actually learned a lot of...dirty words?" A voice came from nowhere, echoing in this closed space, with a hint of coldness in the tone.

When Yu Mian heard the voice, he immediately relaxed. The cold sweat on his back soaked through his robes, and the cold wind blew away a lot of the heat from his body.

Now my mind is filled with one sentence: My master is here!

"Master! I didn't learn anything. This devil forced me to do it!"

When Yu Mian heard this, he knew that Sheng Qing thought he had become a bad person and that he would definitely be forced to sign an unequal treaty when he returned.

She quickly distanced herself from the matter, "I was very serious about completing my mission outside, it's all because of this devil that I was attacked by evil spirits!"

Xueyue grabbed the little disciple who was talking nonsense in his hand and looked shocked.

What kind of evil spirit is attacking your heart? You are such a thick-skinned bastard, how can his evil spirit with its current strength penetrate you? !

"Who is this? You are playing tricks on me. If you have the guts, come out and fight me?!" He looked around with a vigilant look on his face. Even he couldn't detect his position. How could he be stronger than me? !

The small turtle shell in my hand cannot be broken, and it's even a nuisance to carry with me!

escape!

He had no backbone at all. He threw Yu Mian aside and ran away.

He had just been resurrected and had great opportunities waiting for him, how could he die here!

Seeing that he wanted to run, Feng Ling quickly rushed forward to block him. The two of them, one in front and one behind, slammed into the secret realm's restriction.

Yu Mian rubbed her butt which had been in trouble again, and looked around but couldn't find Sheng Qing, but she knew that she just had to keep an eye on the Blood Moon Demon General.

"Do you think you can defeat me like this?" The Blood Moon Demon General was a little mad. He had been planning for a long time, and all he lacked was a body. He was defeated on the day of his resurrection!

He released all the devilish energy in his body, transforming it into a ball of devilish mist. "Hahaha, so what if I can't get out? You still can't kill me!"

He arrogantly spread himself out to cover the entire space, but found that the space around him began to compress.

He was unable to break free from the cage which was getting smaller and smaller. His body was compressed bit by bit until it was reduced to the size of a small square grid.

"Who the hell are you?!" he roared. It was bad enough that he had no defense at all, he didn't even see the other party's true face!

欻——

A magic fog was torn in half, and a bloody hand covered with evil spirit grabbed the two halves of the Blood Moon Demon General, pinched him together, and tore him apart again.

The evil spirit prevented the demon soul from reuniting, and he could only be torn into smaller and smaller pieces uncontrollably, until he let out an unwilling roar and was then crushed into a soul pill by a palm.

Feng Ling was shocked. She had risked her life to kill the enemy, but she was defeated just like that?

Losing so easily?

Who is this? !

The young monk's master, a little snake? !

Sheng Qing, barefoot in red clothes and with her hair loose, stepped in the air. Drops of blood plasma dripped from the rags of her clothes and the ends of her hair, bending the grass leaves on the ground. The scarlet in her eyes was even brighter than the blood moon. There was a ferocious and cold smile on the corner of her mouth, and she gently turned the soul bead containing the broken blood moon demon between her fingers.

A faint blue-green firework rose up from the fingertips, burning.

A heart-wrenching, extremely sharp roar came out from the bead. It was an unbearable pain for the soul, more terrible than the eighteen levels of hell.

Death? That's just a relief.

"Master, you are here..." Yu Miansheng smiled obediently at the horrifying scene.