Chapter 404: Animals Are Not as Good as Beasts

Chapter 404: Animals are not as good as beasts

"Senior sister, don't worry, my sisters have already reached the fifth level and above the magic-shattering mentality, and they have used a cauldron. Coupled with the charming heart grass and my illusion, in this firmament, Those who can resist are no more than the number of three fingers, and they will definitely fascinate him. See what kind of face he has, occupying the first courtyard of the A word—"

Zong Shou raised the corners of his lips slightly, and followed the voice to look over. Not far away, there was a rough altar, on which stood a woman in light yellow clothes, who was presiding over the altar, with her hands waving, driving a wave of spiritual energy,

Beside him was a woman, wearing a red shirt, with a look of hesitation on her pretty face.

"Master often said that when we act, we should know ourselves and the enemy. At this time, we don't know the depth of this sect's foundation. It seems too reckless to start rashly? Besides, this person is from the same sect after all. We use this kind of attack on him. As a means, it seems a little too much?"

"Hmph, what are you afraid of? A child who is only less than fifteen years old, what can he do? A few days ago, I asked someone to look at it with a secret method. This person has no internal energy and mana at all. It seems true. The air is overflowing, and the cultivation base is extraordinary, in fact, it is all pretended by illusion—”

Zong Shou was speechless. At this moment, his inner breath really couldn't be released, and he didn't want to be underestimated.

So he borrowed the power of the magic token to draw up the cultivation base of the five meridians of the earth wheel. But now it seems that this illusion token can be used to change the appearance, but the rest is a bit unreliable.

Just listening to the girl in light yellow clothes, she continued: "I really don't know what Master and the others are thinking. The first courtyard of Jiazi, only the first person of the three sects and six sects can stay in, and has become the true master of Cangsheng Dao." Our senior sister Xuanye, how much effort has been wasted on this matter in the past few years? It would be too much, and only let him make a big fool of himself. Give up that lonely house by yourself!"

The woman in the red shirt didn't take it seriously, and was about to warn her again, suddenly she felt a warning sign in her heart, her eyebrows frowned, and she turned to Zongshou's hiding place hundreds of meters away. Squinted over: "Who is there?"

Zong Shou also knew that at this moment, he could not survive. But at this moment, he has no intention of hiding. With a light cough, he walked out generously. As he walked towards the picture like a stroll in the garden, he smiled slightly and looked at the girl in light yellow clothes.

"Your name is Yongqin, the true biography of the Three Generations of Cangshengdao? I think what your senior sister said is very reasonable, you must listen to it—"

The girl frowned, subconsciously wanting to refute. But when he saw Zong Shou's face, his eyes changed slightly, showing a bit of surprise and uncertainty: "How could it be you?"

She originally thought it was someone who was peeping on the sidelines, but now she paid close attention and realized that it was the real master she was planning to assassinate today. But now, shouldn't this person be fascinated and do such nasty things? How did you find the door? What happened to my senior sisters?

The envoy's Taoism stopped immediately, his hands tightened his seals, and he quietly grabbed a piece of talisman.

It's just that the pupils shrank into needles immediately, and I felt that the phantom was reborn in front of my eyes, and the divine sense was completely unable to lock Zong Shou's real body.

The girl in red also had a cautious expression on her face. Although she was not fascinated by the illusion at the moment, she found that Zong Shou's every step seemed to contain deep meaning. The whole person, whose figure seems to be flying, is closely related to this world. Suppressing her firmly, I feel that if I make a move on the person in front of me, it is like making an enemy of this world——

"Why can't it be me?"

Zong Shou asked back, walked slowly to the side of the altar, and then looked at the talisman in Yongqin's hand, the coldness in his eyes subsided a little.

"Fire and Thunder Talisman. Could it be possible that after using coquettish tricks to plot against the same sect, you are still preparing to fight with the same sect? How courageous! Are you not afraid of the sect's punishment?"

After saying these words, the pale yellow girl's complexion turned even paler, she felt apprehensive in her heart, her will to fight disappeared, and the talisman in her hand was subconsciously put away.

After a few breaths, I realized that my mind had been affected to such an extent that I couldn't resist the illusion of the person in front of me. A casual sentence magnified her fear of the Zongmen's laws to the extreme.

But when she just made up her mind to take out the talisman, Zong Shou's figure was already in front of her, with the same wicked smile on her face as before.

"So, it's really important to know yourself and the enemy. Don't believe your eyes, sometimes what you see may not be true—"

Point out, right between the eyebrows. A strange force also penetrated directly. That Yongqin's consciousness immediately fell into a coma and collapsed to the ground.

The girl in red next to her could only watch helplessly, completely powerless to help. I just felt that the closer the person in front of me was, the more palpitating the faint aura would be.

In my heart, a thought subconsciously flashed through, this person has actually understood the meaning of martial arts. Integrating oneself into this world, and using the power of this world to integrate with one's own spiritual will, crushing her, these methods must have been close to the level of the "intent" of martial arts.

After smoothing over the girl in light yellow clothes, Zong Shou cast a sideways glance at his side and didn't care.

He only secretly thought that in this great sect, there are indeed countless heroes, who are not fascinated by his illusion, and are not intimidated by his spirit. The sixth-level powerhouses in the cloud world can do it, perhaps less than one out of ten, and they certainly have some skills.

After clapping his hands, Zong Shou was ready to walk away. But after only a few dozen steps, the girl in red behind her mustered up her courage and asked, "What did you do to me, Junior Sister Yong? And which faction of the three sects and six sects are you from?"

"It's just using the way of others to treat her body. She used illusion to fascinate me, so I used illusion to test her. As for my identity, you can call me Tanqiu, the true biography of Cangshengdao Bentang——"

The breath of the girl in the red shirt was suffocated immediately, and she froze in place. The true biography of the Cangsheng Dao main hall? Is this the person of the main hall?

When I wanted to continue asking questions, I saw that the figure of 'Tan Qiu' had disappeared.

He intentionally chased after him, but saw that the 'Qin Yong' under him was whispering in his mouth, drooling from the corner of his lips, and moaning from time to time. His complexion was flushed, and he was full of charm, and he didn't know what kind of dream he was having.

The red shirt girl had no choice but to stop and helped Qin Yong up. And the next moment, just a hundred feet away, there was suddenly the sound of waves rumbling to the bone.

With her face turned aside, her figure hurriedly shuttled over. Then his face turned pale.

I saw that the senior sisters here who participated in this matter had already completely lost their minds and tore all the clothes on their bodies. Unconsciously, her hands were kneading on the crisp chest. One hand penetrated into the Taoyuan. Still unsatisfied, her snow-white body was covered with a layer of pink.

The girl in the red shirt sighed and rubbed the center of her brows with a headache. This is really repaying him with the same way. Fortunately, Qin Yong has already cleared the place near this place, and there is no outsider. Otherwise, today, there will be a big shame.

He gritted his teeth at that 'Tan Qiu' again, this person is really too bad! How can you resort to such means and just clap your hands and walk away with peace of mind?

Although these senior sisters have always guarded themselves like jade. But the girl in the red shirt knew that, for them, instead of being tortured by sex like this, and being unable to get satisfaction, it would be better to spend some time with that guy and enjoy the joy of fish and water.

Most of the women of the Chamo Sect never marry. If they find a strong man who can convince them, they will leave offspring. But such a person is rare in a lifetime.

Like 'Tan Qiu', it's already very good. Even if the Overlord fights hard, it's actually not impossible——

To them, this beast is not as good as, even more hateful than a beast——

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As soon as Zong Shou reached the door of the second building of the Tibetan Scriptures, he sneezed immediately. I was secretly wondering, who is thinking of me? Could it be that Chuxue had gone back at this moment and found that there was nothing left in the yard? Or did something else bad, and was remembered by others?

Shaking his head, Zong Shou stepped into the gate of the second hall of the Tibetan scriptures.

I saw that Senior Brother Han Fang was sitting on the rocking chair as usual, with a seemingly leisurely expression. Out of the corner of his eye, he has been observing the side not far away. Just ten feet away, Shi Ruolan was sitting on a futon. I don't know what kind of exercises I'm practicing, so I'm concentrating on it.

Zong Shou walked up to the rocking chair, saluted and said, "Senior Brother Han!"

When Han Fang heard the words, he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, he just waved his sleeves and said, "If you want to read any books, you can get them by yourself. I don't have much time to talk to you now."

Zong Shou knew this man's virtues, a master who crosses rivers and demolishes bridges. He didn't feel annoyed in his heart, he just sat down cross-legged, and with a thought, he pulled his soul out of his body.

It turned into a huge vortex, slowly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy.

Han Fang let out a surprise, and finally shifted his attention away from Shi Ruolan, and fixed his gaze on Zong Shou Yuanhun.

After a long while, Cai's eyes flickered and said: "You soul, it's a bit strange! The Yang-returning realm can be so pure. The inner Yang power is not inferior to the general day-traveling realm. And This vortex actually has the power to devour the psionic energy of heaven and earth, what method is your soul art based on?"

Zong Shou took his soul back into his body, without any intention of hiding anything, and said directly: "It is the Sutra of Swallowing Heaven and Yuan Hua, besides this method, there is also Dayi Luo Tianming method."

"Tuntian yuanhua? It's this sect, isn't the old man Tuntian gone missing?"

That Han Fang was even more surprised, and then his face became even more weird: "This is really the method, don't lie to me! How can the true energy and soul power be so pure?"

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