The extraterritorial monster family is different from the demons. Instead of calling them demons, they should be called alien races.
The realm of cultivation is divided into three thousand worlds, but the monsters outside the realm of cultivation are living in nothingness. Their cultivation does not require spiritual power, relying on the power of blood and the aura of chaos.
The monks call these alien races extraterritorial monsters, but they themselves think that they are the descendants of ancient gods and demons. They are born with racial talents and divine powers. They are completely different from fragile human babies. Therefore, for the monks who absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate Very contemptuous, thinking that human monks are untouchables.
Ordinary monks have very little chance of being able to come into contact with the monsters outside the territory. Only when the monks have cultivated the Nascent Soul can they cut through the void for a short time, and then can they truly walk in the void..
For most monks, the monsters outside the territory are legends, and they are very scary legends.
But also, for high-ranking monks, extraterritorial monsters are very good puppet materials. Among them, the weak and beautiful are often captured by humans and sold at high prices as concubine concubines.
The blood and skin of the monsters outside the territories can improve the quality of the pill, and even help the refining device.
There are infinite treasures in the void, making the monks eager for it.
Every three hundred years, there will be an immortal dispersal power to open the gap in the void, and use the supreme cultivation base to issue magical tools that can allow the gods to walk in the void for half a year, and let the peerless genius among the monks enter with the magical tools to find opportunities. Fight against the monsters outside the territory.
But once the monks below the transformation of the gods lose their magic weapons, they will not live for half an hour in the void, so every time they enter, they often fight each other for the treasure.
Especially with the excuse of the heavy natural enemies of the monsters outside the territory, the disciples of the top powers who usually dare not to offend have also become hunting targets. Who knows if you die by the hands of the monks or by the monsters.
Those who can survive the 300-year battle of the void are all outstanding, geniuses among the geniuses, who astounded an era, either ascending to success, or creating a great power and becoming the master of all cultivation.
As the royal family among the monsters outside the territory, Xin Ye's status is even more precious. The three hundred years of disputes have almost nothing to do with him, just like those who advocate the world of self-cultivation, and are beyond the world.
Similarly, this made Xin Ye's disdain for cultivators hundreds of times more than ordinary monster aristocrats. Ordinary monster aristocrats regarded human cultivation as untouchables, and even treated them as human beings. In Xin Ye's eyes, they were ants.
What is even more hateful than Huluo Pingyang being bullied by a dog is that the god was stepped on his face by an ant.
The secret technique of Xin Ye's cultivation is not the best time to break through at this moment. If you break through now, let the cultivation base leak a bit, you will definitely be backlashed, but Xin Ye can no longer care about so much.
No one can understand that kind of aggrieved, that kind of resentment.
"Chu Wuqing, you should bear the wrath of God..."
"what!"
Xin Ye let out a scream, a scream that was extremely inconsistent with his identity.
This kind of scream belongs to the wild women of the mountain village, the stubborn husband, and the inferior human beings who can only hear their name and only dare to look up. But they definitely do not belong to a god and demons.
Where is there half a point of lofty dignity, where is half a point of contempt for common people.
But this sound, just so subconsciously, belongs to the instinct of life, the instinct that no one or any creature can escape, has nothing to do with birth or status.
As a royal family, Xin Ye has seen too many beauties, and even his own looks are extremely gorgeous. It can be said that he is immune to the word beauty, but at this moment, all the girls I have seen in a thousand years of life are watching. Subversion in the eyes.
He has seen thousands of mountains covered in green, magnificent peaks, not comparable to the long eyebrows raised in contempt.
He had seen Yaochi Immortal Peach, which was scorching for a hundred thousand miles, and could not compare with the arrogant corner of his lips.
He has seen Daohu turbulent and thousands of images, but it can't match the eye wave of the person before him...
It seems that only by seeing the young man in front of me can I understand what true beauty is and what is the best fortune.
What is in the ancient population is that "one point will be long, and one point will be short", which cannot be described by any words.
"No," Xin Ye suddenly realized something between the electric light and flint. The person in front of him was not the illusion that he had lost his mind, but the Chu Wuqing whom he hated most, the person he wanted to destroy.
But at the moment of realizing it, it was too late, and the wisp of cultivation had already been sent!
Chu Wuqing knew that Xin Ye must scold him in his heart, but what about it? He liked the appearance of other people scolding him to death in his heart, but couldn't resist. It was even more interesting to tease him.
Originally thought that Xin Ye would yell at him as he approached, but miraculously, this time Xin Ye didn't even make a sound.
"No, it was broken like this?" Chu Wuqing sneered. He couldn't help the legendary extraterritorial monster to be so fragile, especially this one was the royal family.
The most important thing is that, as his master, he didn't feel the irreparable damage to his shield. Is it suffocating a big move or thinking of new words to curse him?
Chu Wuqing felt very happy when he thought of the imperial family among the dignified monsters, in addition to being his shield one day, but also poor in curse words, and stubbornly thinking about it.
No matter how much Xin Ye hates, he can only obediently obey his instructions. As for the future?He can't live for three hundred years, so he doesn't care about future revenge, of course it is how he feels right now and how he does it.
Chu Wuqing stayed in front of Xin Ye, jokingly stretched out his foot, wanting to kick, to see what kind of interesting reaction Xin Ye would have.
When his toes almost touched him, the immobile human shield actually flew up.
However, the time that his body was suspended in the air was extremely short, but in an instant, Xin Ye's body sank from the air and returned to the ground.
A large amount of blood gushed from Xin Ye's mouth, and the cultivation base he sent out would require a greater price to be recovered.
Chu Wuqing's eyes narrowed. It turned out that he was not thinking of a new vocabulary, but wanted to break free of his restraint.
But the blood contract he made was something he had deliberately had in his previous life, so how could it be possible to break free, it was just a waste of effort.
You don’t need to think about it, Chu Wuqing can know how Xin Ye was swearing in his heart at this moment, the kind of aggrieved by the humans he most looked down on, presumably his own soul has been ignited hundreds of times in his heart. light.
But so what, no matter how beautiful he thinks, the reality is as cruel as ever. Chu Wuqing stepped on Xin Ye's arm and chuckled, "Xiaohong, Xiaohong, why do you want to do something meaningless? Why do you hate me so much? You should thank me. It’s not because of me. You have long been the pill in other people’s bottles, the decoration on the magic weapon, how can it be like now, the body is intact, and even relieved The opportunity to seal can be done as quickly as possible." This also cost hundreds of high-grade spirit stones a huge price.
Chu Wuqing's foot stepped on Lin Yi's arm and moved a little bit to his chest. The gap between the foundation and the god of transformation was like a moat. Even if Chu Wuqing used all the cultivation skills, it would not break Xin Ye's fur. , I didn't even feel any pain, I just scratched it like a feather.
Scratching the ground on his chest, it brings an electric touch, as if even the air has become hot and dry.
Looking up from this angle, you can even see the falling of the silver hair, the small mouth that is closed together, and the little red tongue that appears when opening and closing. I don’t know if the feeling of the hair sweeping across the chest is the same as the toes, making people’s hearts boiling. stand up.
Xin Ye felt that the whole person was a little dizzy, as if he were in the clouds, but then he was a little angry. He is a magnificent demon, how could he show such emotions to a human teenager.
However, when Chu Wuqing's feet slid down his chest a little bit, he couldn't help but breathe heavier, and even his earlobes became red, and he even gave birth to a very absurd idea in his past, hope the young man Move down a bit further, hoping... to be trampled.
hateful!
He didn't want to be...
Xin Ye said with great difficulty: "Humble, untouchable, take your feet away." The tone was obviously disdain, but he hurried with an unconcealed guilty conscience.
Extremely contradictory.
Xin Ye thought that Chu Wuqing would definitely ridicule. According to Chu Wuqing’s temperament, he would deliberately step on heavier because of his resistance, and might even sit directly on his hands and appreciate the ridicule of his anger. Then he stretched out his hand and patted his face...
But no.He has no expectations, no illusions, and no regrets.
How can the deity be that kind of person!
This is very wrong, Xin Ye tried to say again: "Untouchables, if you don't take it back, when the deity is released, you must..." Those vicious words that have been eloquent in the past, at this moment, no matter what. Going down, like a fishbone stuck in my throat, I can't spit it out, drowning the sound.
... the deity, must tie you to the bed... let you bear the feeling of being done as you please, but unable to resist.
Xin Ye ran the technique to calm himself down. He made a few strikes and Chu Wuqing did not respond. This was very wrong, and a terrible conjecture rose in Xin Ye's heart.
However, this conjecture has not been confirmed. Chu Wuqing's hand has been pressed on his chest, and he has fiddled with the place where he was injured by thunder and lightning. For a while, the distance between the two was unprecedented.
Close enough to feel Chu Wuqing’s breath, so close that he can kiss the red lips that are always spitting bad words and catch the tongue hidden behind the white teeth...
Chu Wuqing's eyes were very cold, so cold that there was no trace of temperature, but Xin Ye felt that his whole person was burnt to the point, his cheeks were red, and the heart under the blockade could not beat at all, but he could hear a clear pulse.
For the first time in the life of a demon, a desire for a human was born, a little closer, a little closer...
However, just as Chu Wuqing really got closer and closer, Xin Ye thought that if he could breathe, such a distance would surely be able to envelop Chu Wuqing. When his breath was lingering, Xin Ye noticed that an unknown breath was approaching. .
This breath is very strange, just like appearing out of thin air, even he hasn't noticed when he approached. The present appearance is more like a deliberate leak, or the other party is like him, suddenly unable to control his emotions, and he was exposed. .
Xin Ye couldn't judge what was going on with this breath, but he could feel the full crisis from this breath. Now that his cultivation base was blocked, it was enough to make him jealous!
The comer is not good.
Unlike the monsters outside the territories, it is a breath that truly belongs to the magic cultivation, penetrates the darkness, can instantly deprive the monk of spiritual power, even his physical body can only block it for a moment.
Xin Ye wanted to remind, "Chu Wuqing, someone has been watching you secretly." But after the words, Chu Wuqing's expression did not change at all, and the previous guess became a fact.
He can see now, but he can't communicate with his spiritual sense.
"The third, sixth, and seventeenth Chu family," murmured, with a casual smile, no one could notice except Xin Ye, "the last one is left."
The author has something to say: The second little red flower GET√
With a dream of more than ten thousand in mind, but only five hundred hand speed, salted fish lie down.
I didn't mean to write Chao Lei's parallel sentence. In fact, after I wrote it, my whole body was withered. It was with great courage that I insisted on writing this chapter!Don't laugh at me!