IX Cultivation

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Lord Long can only enter when the light gradually dims. In the deep blue eyes of Lord Long, there is a hair that is dim, lying on the ground motionless, and the eyes are so cold Distressed white fox.

The back legs of the white fox are covered with a large fluffy and dirty tail.

It's just a pity that five tails fell off so naturally, revealing the blood under the tail...

There is also a penis full of thorns, which belongs to the monster's penis...

honey hole.

103. Dragon Lord, use more force...

"Immortal...human."

Long Jun heard his voice calmly calling Wan Ling, and on the other side was the framework of the demon world that began to collapse rapidly and the Heavenly Emperor who came to see them.

Ao Puppet Dragon Lord could also clearly hear his beating heart and the sweat on his palms: "Immortal, I... temporarily put you in the universe bag, offended."

Not waiting for the man, no, now it should be said that the white fox nodded, and the Dragon Lord cast a spell to collect Wanling into his Qiankun bag, and then said to the immortals who came to see them: "Don't worry, we will talk about it when we go out."

The Heavenly Emperor nodded, and then looked around at the corpses of the Demon Lord scattered around, worried that he didn't know what he was thinking, and when the other immortals and the little Buddha in the west had left, he called into the air: "Zhegui?"

Zhe Gui is the eagle that the Emperor of Heaven has raised for an unknown amount of time. The Emperor of Heaven remembers following him, but now he is nowhere to be seen. He is very worried, but he cannot stay for too long again: "Zhe Gui, come out, let's go."

The Emperor of Heaven was puzzled and waited until the exit of the Demon Realm was torn apart and countless monsters fled out of the Demon Realm and went to the human world. The Emperor of Heaven had no choice but to leave, thinking that the silly bird had probably gone out.

Once the demon world that existed tens of thousands of years ago was disintegrated, the unjust souls in the Lost River were finally released and fled to the ghosts. In the end, the exits of the demon world had disappeared, and the dilapidated demon world was about to die.

But at the place where the Demon Lord was blown into pieces, a majestic eagle suddenly appeared out of thin air. The shiny feathers and sharp hooks all showed that it was the spiritual favor that the Emperor of Heaven was looking for just now.

The eagle's glass-bead-like eyes moved nimbly, and finally settled on a pulsating piece of meat, seeing countless eroded meat and pieces of meat began to gather together with the black mist.

When the sky in the demon world began to collapse, those bloody flesh began to form a human form, crawling up from the dirty ground, those rotting flesh kept flowing until a pale and delicate human face was restored.

Tanlang seemed to be bathed in such flesh and blood, and then crawled out of it, looking weak and full of death, looking at the eagle in front of him, his eyes darkened.

The boy-like monster was resurrected from the blood. He didn't die, but he paid a small price.

The Mozun stepped in mid-air naked, his blood pupils were covered by his jet-black broken hair, leaving only the boy's tall nose and light-colored thin lips.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his crotch. There was nothing there, only a transparent outline depicting the size of the things that used to exist. Mozun seemed quite satisfied with this, after all, he used his own crotch for his disobedient lover. thing with a butt plug.

As long as he wants, he can manipulate his desire here and there to fuck back and forth in the man's hot hole until he dies.

The young man curled his lips, laughing silently and cruelly.

"What do you want to do?" Greedy Wolf looked at the eagle that caught his attention by flapping its wings, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

The eagle couldn't speak, but turned around and turned its right eye to Tanlang.Tanlang looked at it coldly, not paying attention, but after seeing the strangeness in that eye, he walked towards the eagle as if he understood something.

When the distance was only one step away, the boy was suddenly sucked into the eagle's eyes, and then the eagle also disappeared into the demon world.

At the same time, in the land of ten thousand seals under Jinding Mountain in the west, a man who was firmly shackled by chains pulled the chains and made a series of metal collision sounds.

In the dark shadows, a man with the same appearance as the Emperor of Heaven smiled ferociously, and countless dark red blood mist drilled out from his right eye, and the blood mist gradually fell to the ground, turning into a boy-like monster.

The devil's face was expressionless, while the man opposite was still smiling.

"Who are you?" Mo asked, his voice could not be heard by Xiao Buddha who was guarding outside due to the drawback of the seal.

The sharp teeth were exposed from the cracked mouth of the young man, and his voice echoed in the confined space. The young man said, "I... made a deal with you, and I have been, have been... waiting for you." The young man seemed to be waiting for a long time. He didn't speak anymore, his hoarse voice was like a noise scraping against the wall, "Wait until you give me back the power I dispersed, and let me out."

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When the Emperor of Heaven was dealing with the demonic energy falling from the passage between the human world and the demonic world and the fleeing demons, he suddenly felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, and when he turned his head, he saw his spiritual pet folded the laurel, and the spiritual pet obediently rubbed against his master, as if for a long, long time I have never seen it before, and I was tired of it. The Emperor of Heaven responded with a smile and said, "Where did you go?"

The spiritual pet Zhegui uttered a suspicious cry, tilted his head, not knowing why, humans and birds could not communicate, and the Heavenly Emperor just ignored it, cast a spell to purify this place and then led the gods back to the Nine Heavens.

All the immortals returned to Jiuchongtian, chatting about the battle just now, or shouting that the old man with back pain was going to die, and his beard was an honorable sacrifice, but none of the immortals found out that one of the important purposes of their trip this time was to save the The Wanling Immortal who came back was taken away by Lord Long and disappeared...

When the Emperor of Heaven collapsed on his throne without a picture, and let his spiritual pet feed him with translucent grapes in his mouth, the Emperor of Heaven choked, remembered, and hurriedly asked the Immortal Luofu next to him in a daze:

"Hey... where is the Myriad Spirit Immortal now?"

The audience fell silent for a moment, and the Luofu Immortal was also stunned, thought for a while, and said, "Oh... Xiaolong Jun seems to have told me... um, Wan Ling needs to rest, so he brought him back to the South Sea Dragon Palace nearby. "

"It is said that the injury needs rest, so don't bother."

"Tsk, Mr. Xiaolong is too dishonest. I know what's going to happen with my toes. Hurry up and move the mirror pool out. I want to see how Mr. Xiaolong can help my Wanling to rest well."

The owner of Mingjingtan, Xingxiu Laoxianmu, put on a face and said, "I borrowed it from Lord Long a few days ago...and haven't returned it yet."

In the deepest part of the Dragon Palace in the South China Sea, the mirror pool destroyed by the Dragon King is piled up alone in the corner, and the broken mirror reflects the soft light from rare pearls not far away.

Under that ball of light, there was a soft carpet, on which lay a curled up white fox, his cloud-like soft tail was pulled up and opened by Lord Long, revealing the stretched flesh and blood Fuzzy back hole.

"Immortal, I'm offended." Long Jun's voice was cold, but his fingertips were as hot as every part of his body. He carefully touched the acupuncture point under the white fox's tail, and the moment he touched it, the white fox let out a sensitive whimper. .

In the blink of an eye, the tail of the fox that Long Jun was pinching disappeared, the white fox twisted its body and turned back into a human form, the breath of the Immortal of All Souls trembled, and his eyes were moist but very calm.

The Wanling Immortal turned over from a kneeling position and lay on his back on the thick carpet. He consciously spread his thighs, posing in a pose that was so tempting to death, and at the same time showed his pregnant belly fully, and put the stuffed root under his doppelgänger. The opening of the hole is more obvious.

The man said: "This will be more convenient, go ahead and leave me alone."

After finishing speaking, the man's white and well-articulated hands parted his buttocks from the side, and the turned out back hole wriggled and shrank, but seemed to swallow the broken root deeper.

"Long Jun, use more force..."

104. Food Marrow Knows Taste

The South China Sea Dragon Palace was as silent as ever.

Starfish Prime Minister Wucheng paced in the Crystal Palace, which was refracted by sea water and was so beautiful. While stroking his beard, he checked whether the guards in various places were tight.

Teams of shrimp soldiers and crabs put their hands on each entrance, and servants knelt on the ground and wiped from one end of the long corridor to the other.

Every time Wu Cheng walked through an intersection, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals would salute him, but in such a deserted Dragon Palace, even the salute's voice seemed to become abrupt.

The prime minister couldn't remember how long it had been since their Dragon Lord returned to the Dragon Palace. The world is not peaceful recently, and the Dragon Lord often disappears.

The prime minister sighed, there was no way, as long as he thought of his own Dragon Lord, he would feel extremely sad. He didn’t know what demon the Dragon Lord was possessed by. There were so many beauties in the world, but none of them looked down on him. As a result, not a single dragon was born yet. , let alone dragon eggs.

If there was a little prince, the Dragon Palace would be much more lively.

The prime minister vowed that he would find more than a dozen nannies to take good care of the little dragon prince. Even if there is no dragon prince, a dragon girl would be fine. The fairy called Wanling is behind the buttocks, and the saddle is in front of the horse.

Where is that man?

The prime minister sighed again, and as he walked towards the backyard of the Dragon Palace, he recalled what he had heard from Prime Minister Bei Haigui before:

[The gods are also immortals. 】

[Specifically? 】

Prime Minister Turtle shook his fan and said, "It's unforgettable to see. 】

After all, Wucheng couldn't imagine the appearance of the Immortal of All Souls. He only heard that he had a cold temperament, bloodstains between his brows, an indifferent and unfeeling person, with black hair as high as his buttocks, and a complexion as white as snow.

The prime minister drew a painting-like figure in his mind, but his face was still blurred. He casually prepared to push away Lord Long's bedroom, and asked the servants to do the cooking as usual, bringing the most delicious fruits and vegetables, placing shining pearls and lay things inside