Devouring The Heavens

Chapter 125: Predicament (17)

The true disciples who came here are all strong in the realm of fighting madness, but obviously they are not enough. Wu Ming has reached the peak of the fighting king. It is naturally no problem to protect Xuanyuan. On the one hand, it is also very far away.

The entire altar trembled almost at this instant.

A breath of terrifying terror spread out, and even Xuanyuan and Wu Ming standing at the entrance felt this breath.

"Emperor Dou, this is the breath of Emperor Dou." Wu Ming snarled in a low voice: "Go quickly, it will be too late if you don't go, even if this is just a projection of Emperor Dou, I can't resist it."

Xuanyuan waved his hand, his face dignified, saying:

"Afraid of anything, the wind-splitting son didn't run, we are so far away, it won't be a problem."

From the altar, innumerable fusi entangled, blood rose into the sky, and finally a figure of a woman came together. I saw the woman wearing a flaming red makeup, a flaming long hair flying, and a delicate and beautiful face, flowing With endless femininity and temptation, a piece of white chest, standing tall, a black magic lotus blooming on its chest, it feels very strange, a pair of straight slender jade legs dotted in the air Touching.

A force of illusion's mind spread, Wu Ming did not fear this force, but Xuanyuan's strength was not high. For a moment, he fell into endless illusion, a beautiful female, naked , The body is entangled in himself, panting and whispering, enchanting Xuanyuan.

However, at this time, the Qingxin jade in Xuanyuan's body suddenly shook, and with a bang, the Qingxin jade exploded into a smash, which turned into a stream of clear water directed at the head of Xuanyuan, and Xuanyuan woke up almost at this moment. , I was shocked:

"What kind of magic is this!"

However, at this moment, Feng Li was still sitting on the Dragon Scale with the "Feng Ling Gun", his black hair was flying, looking at the woman in front of him, and said coldly:

"The eldest princess of the Mozhou dynasty Shida, although you have reached the realm of Doudi, but this is just a projection of Doudi, what can I do?"

However, at the moment when the wind-splitting words fell, a very cute girl walked out of Shida. She looked cute and delicate like a porcelain doll, and her figure was a little petite. Shida is still full, a pair of eyes are watery, full of sincerity, purity, a pure black robe wraps that wonderful body, slim waist, buttocks, and perfectly outlines her figure, this girl is standard The little loli in Tong Yan** makes people feel no hostility towards her.

"Sister, a lot of our demon warriors have died here. They are so pitiful." This porcelain doll-like girl, about the size of Xuanyuan, has a soft and weak voice, which makes people feel extremely comfortable.

"Well, Xiaoma, borrow your fight for fire." The girl, called by Shida, is a girl. From her projection, a flame fluttered out and merged into Shida's body.