The stunning cannon fodder relies on the beauty of the world to kill the crazy Shura field

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Shen Ci didn't care about everyone's expressions.

He buried his head in Huai Yan's soft and slender waist.

He was obsessed with the pleasant smell of Huai Yan, with an intoxicated and nostalgic look on his face.

Huai Yan knew that he was not feeling well, but did not stop him.

The Dragon Flame Sword rose up with the wind, spanning the sky, bringing with it a warm and hot wind!

Three thousand strands of soft black hair gently brushed against her cheek.

Shen Ci felt an itch on the tip of his nose, and pink bubbles of happiness appeared in his heart.

He stretched out one arm and tightly wrapped it around Huai Yan's waist, and with the other hand he played with the ends of Huai Yan's hair, braiding it into two plump and round heart shapes.

"Is that Shen guy sick!!! He wants to snatch my master's wife away? No way!" Zhongli Chenyin and Mu Yao were so angry that their faces turned green when they saw this.

The master and disciple rode on their flying swords and quickly followed.

One on the left and one on the right, flying side by side with Huai Yan.

The people behind looked at each other, and hurriedly rode their magic tools to fly away.

During this period, Shen Ci kept making various small movements, which made Mu Yao and Zhong Li Chenyin's lungs almost explode.

Zhongli Chenyin gritted his teeth and sent a voice message to Mu Yao, "Watch me. If he can use this self-torture trick, I can do it too."

Mu Yao rolled his eyes: ...

next moment.

Zhongli Chenyin's eyes were as charming as silk, her breath was as free as a feather, and her delicate and beautiful body suddenly collapsed on the flying sword.

"Yao'er, I'm afraid that the master has just been disturbed by the evil spirit and can no longer control the flying sword!"

"Just go away, don't worry about me."

Although he was talking to Mu Yao, he bit his lips lightly, his eyes rippling like autumn water, and his scarlet eyes were full of tears as he looked at Huai Yan.

Mu Yao was stunned, staring at the sword: "Oh my god! Master, are you really going to fight so hard..."

Pang Hai, Jin Guanglin and the others were shaking their lips and looking disheveled in the wind.

“Sect Master Zhongli!!!!” Huai Yan was so concerned that his expression changed. He immediately waved his wide sleeves and hugged Zhongli Chenyin in his arms, along with the sword.

"Master Zhongli, the demonic energy in your body is fortunately not very high. I will suppress it for you temporarily. When we reach the ghost den, I will completely eliminate it for you."

Huai Yan held Shen Ci in his left arm and Zhongli Chenyin in his right arm, and he also had to fly the flying sword. A thin layer of sweat appeared on his fair forehead.

"Yeah, Yanyan, you are so nice..." Zhongli Chenyin giggled, snuggled up to Huaiyan's chest, quickly took out a fragrant handkerchief, and carefully wiped the sweat from Huaiyan's forehead.

Shen Ci's face turned pale, and he felt that the monster on the other side was quite powerful.

Zhongli Chenyin was so proud that she laughed so hard in Huai Yan's arms.

In the dark, the two men's eyes were as round as those of black-eyed chickens, and they were about to spit fire.

Everyone's mouths dropped as wide as goose eggs in shock, and they were all dumbfounded.

What a bold move these two people are making.

How could it be so outrageous?

Mu Yao was speechless about what Shen Ci and his master did, so he simply gave up on using the self-torture trick.

However, he couldn't stand the fact that these two people were clinging to his grandmother so tightly.

My grandmother was already very tired from killing enemies on the battlefield.

Why not open the spirit boat and let Master Grandmother go in to have a good rest?

In this way, he could serve her and take advantage of every opportunity to massage her legs and shoulders.

Mu Yao does what he says.

He ignored his master's cold gaze like a knife and took out the huge and luxurious spirit boat of the Hehuan Sect from his sleeve.

"It will take another stick of incense to reach the Ghost Cave. Yanyan, why don't you move to the Spirit Boat to rest? That way, Master Shen and Master can sleep more comfortably..."

As he said this, he reached out to take Shen Ci from Huai Yan's hand.

Shen Ci glared at him with a dark face. He thought to himself, "How dare you hug me and try?"

Mu Yao pursed her lips and gave him a look of disgust as if to say, "Do you think I'm precious?"

Shen Ci immediately pretended to be asleep, mumbling in his sleep.

"No...no...Yanyan...I'm scared..."

Pang Hai's mouth twitched and his old face turned red. He felt too embarrassed to face anyone.

Oh my god, is this still his taciturn apprentice Shen Ci?

His eldest disciple is usually taciturn, with a mouth like a saw-mouthed gourd, and refuses to say a single word.

But is there something wrong with his brain today? He is so abnormal.

Or was it some three-person game he couldn't understand...

Pang Hai shook his head, indicating that he couldn't understand what young people were thinking.

Huai Yan frowned slightly and shook his head at Mu Yao, then handed Zhongli Chenyin to Mu Yao.

"Yao'er, your Senior Brother Shen has fallen asleep. You should take Sect Leader Zhongli aboard the Spirit Boat and let him rest. I'll treat him later."

Mu Yao nodded obediently, reached out to take the master, and led the people onto the boat and into a room.

Huai Yan carried Shen Ci into the next room.

Originally, in the land of the dead, it was not possible to fly a spirit boat.

But now the bones have left, the undead have fled, and the remaining death energy is stirred by the sword energy of the Dragon Flame Sword, making bursts of hissing, and they are all drilling into the underground cracks and deeper caves in the mountains and forests.

In addition, with Huaiyan's Dragon Flame Sword Qi leading the way, everyone quickly passed through this forbidden area that everyone in the cultivation world was afraid of.

…………

That's when.

Ye Qinlang, who had been hiding in the charred belly of the monster for a long time, used a dagger emitting rolling demonic energy to cut open the monster's belly.

One of his eyes was blinded by a bone spur from a monster.

Covered in blood, it crawled out of the monster's belly in a miserable state...

What meets the eye is the bloody remains of demons, broken limbs and arms, and corpses scattered all over the ground.

The disgusting smell of burnt monster flesh and the pungent and fishy aroma of meat, mixed with the foul smell of blood, made Ye Qinlang's face change drastically and he almost suffocated.

"My eyes, my eyes, ahhhhh, I can't see anymore!!! Ahhhh!" Ye Qinlang went crazy. He screamed in pain, covering his left eye socket which was bleeding profusely, staggering like a madman.

"Huai Yan, ahhhh, Huai Yan, I'm going to kill you! Ugh!!"

"If I don't avenge this, I won't be a human being!!!"

Ye Qinlang's black demon robe was dyed into a fishy and strange blue by the demon blood.

His face was hideous, and the red ghost mask on his face had been half corroded. His internal organs were churning and his intestines were about to be vomited out.

That bitch is just a Jindan cultivator, why does he have such a good life.

With everyone's help, I easily escaped again!

He himself could only hide in the belly of the monsters when the monster tide broke out.

Damn it, damn it! Huai Yan, I won't let you go, I won't let you go!

Ye Qinlang's eyes were bloodshot and he was vomiting blood.

They completely forgot that it was the demons who initiated this war.

It was he, Ye Qinlang, who ordered the demon general Tu Ba to feed Huai Yan and others to the undead in order to pave the way for them.

Ye Qinlang had no idea of ​​the evils of the demons, and even less of his own evils.

He let things take their course as he had done many times before, putting all the blame on Huai Yan.

The anger, hatred, distortion and unwillingness in his heart for Huai Yan's successful escape again made him want to rush into the ghost cave and capture Huai Yan right now.

He was torn into pieces by five horses and his bones were ground into dust.

His sinister gaze wandered between the demon army that had been trampled into pieces by the monsters, and the shattered black demon chariot.

Ye Qinlang's expression was distorted, his pupils were vicious and evil, and he looked like a demon crawling out of hell.

"Huai Yan, you are just an ant under my feet!!!"

"You think you can escape from my palm? Dream on, dream on!"

The cold words came out of Ye Qinlang's broken throat, word by word, like the whispers of a demon licking the tongue of a poisonous snake.

"Since you've escaped, I'll have no choice but to ask Master to step in!"

Ye Qinlang collapsed to the ground, his magic power dissipated and flowed backwards, and his cultivation level continued to decline.

His face turned pale, and he kept Huai Yan in mind again.

But for now, he had to go to the land of the dead to find a cave to meditate and adjust.

Relying on his cultivation to the level of a god.

Ye Qinlang quickly locked onto a cave not far away.

past tense.

Only then did they discover that the cave had collapsed due to the tide of monsters.

The remains of the two gigantic monsters crushed the mountain and completely buried the cave.

Ye Qinlang had a sinister expression and spat viciously.

Immediately, his expression changed in horror, and he immediately sensed and locked onto Yun Zhantian's breath.

Could it be that Yun Zhantian was trapped under the cave!

Ye Qinlang quickly took out the red ghost mask and put it on. He limped and turned around to flee in the direction of the ghost den.

However, just as he was about to lift his foot and turn to leave.

He suddenly stopped and raised a creepy smile that made people feel scared.

"That old man Yun Zhantian might be seriously injured and unconscious down there. If I eat him and then put the blame on Huai Yan, wouldn't that be killing two birds with one stone!!!"

Ye Qinlang smiled coldly and took off the mask after thinking about it.

If the old guy is okay, he won’t beat him to death when he sees that he is Ye Qinlang.

After Ye Qinlang used demonic energy to refine the corpse of the demon beast on the hill, the demonic energy in his body became more abundant.

"What a pity! The remaining monsters were all infected with a terrifying sword energy. I don't know who did it, but they ruined my good fortune. Otherwise, just by devouring these monsters, my cultivation level would be greatly improved!!!"