Xu Long looked at Zhao Min, and a smile appeared on his face.

Under his control, Zhao Min obediently returned the same way and sat on his lap very gently.

"Bastard, sting, what do you want to do?"

Zhao Min was scared, after all, she was still a 16 or 17-year-old cucumber daughter...

Bah, the big daughter of yellow flowers.

If Xu Long really did something, she would have no way to do it.

Although Xu Long is handsome and elegant, and although Xu Long is handsome and breaks the sky, she is not a casual person.

As the saying goes, good things are not good and bad.

The more you fear something, the more you will happen.

In Zhao Min's horrified gaze, she unbuttoned the belt, unbuttoned the belt wrapped around her chest, and then grabbed Xu Long's hand and stuffed it in.

"Well, it's soft and slippery, very elastic, good, pretty good."

Xu Long exclaimed, then ignored Zhao Min's abuse and lowered his head and took a sip.

Zhao Min: "You...347#￥&…##@%@￥…@…@@#"

After that, ah... um...

"I didn't expect it to be quite sensitive."

Looking at Zhao Min who was slumped in his arms, Xu Long was very amazed.

Just touched it, took another sip, and gave up resisting.

"Bastard! A stingy! You must die a good death!"

Zhao Min is very fierce. Although she can't use her strength, she is not idle.

"Sure enough, I won't die if I don't let you give birth to ten children."

"You dream, even if I die, I will not give you a life... um um um..."

Zhao Min said halfway, and her mouth was blocked.

Don't think about it, it's chicken.

Well, the serious chicken is the kind that I just roasted.

"You can't help but depend on whether I'm willing."

Xu Long smiled, and the next to him also screamed twice.

This idiot is afraid that the world will not be in chaos, and the more he makes the mess, the happier it will be.

After cleaning Zhao Min a little, Xu Long took out the useless altar for a long time.

Since you want to plot against the two elders of Xuanming, then strike while the iron is hot.

Didn’t you just throw Zhao Min away? Are you anxious and angry?

So what if we grow up together since childhood? How can we not complain about each other?

As long as the two of them had resentment, Xu Long would be sure to fight them.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Min, who had tidied up her clothes, looked at Xu Long's things and asked in confusion.

Although it was very shameful, the strange feeling just now was pretty good.

Of course, Zhao Min will never admit that she wants to try again. She stayed here 100% forced by Xu Long.

"I want to cast a spell to make the two elders of Xuanming fight. When they both suffer losses, they will get a bargain."

Xu Long said while working hard.

I haven't used these things for a long time, and I have to prepare everything myself.

If you want to draw talismans, the most important thing is ink and talisman paper.

High-level talismans are generally made of the blood of chickens or dogs, while talismans are lightning strikes on Yangmu with a high age.

There is a ready-made ink, and at present, nothing can be better than his blood.

It contains the power of extreme yang and yin, and there is only one in the sky and the earth.

And the talisman paper that can withstand this power naturally has to be found from yourself.

With a gentle stroke of the nail on the arm, a piece of skin that was twenty centimeters long and about eight centimeters wide fell off immediately.

His body has been transformed and contains extremely powerful vitality, while the soul that has undergone three transformations can control every cell.

Tearing off a piece of skin is just a routine operation, but it is extremely scary in Zhao Min's eyes.

"How...how..."

Zhao Min pointed at Xu Long and stuttered for a long time and couldn't say a complete sentence.

At first I was surprised by Xu Long's cruelty towards him, and then I was afraid of things I couldn't understand.

The big piece of skin was pulled off and it recovered during breathing.

Is this still a human?

I'm afraid he's a god?

"Don't be afraid, I'm a human, but a higher-level person."

Xu Long knew the reason for Zhao Min's fear, and while drawing talismans with blood, he said: "My flesh and blood contain extremely huge vitality, and even if my head falls off, it can be quickly recovered. It is just a very common thing to have dry bones and reversal of life and death."

"How is this possible? Even gods may not be able to do it, right?"

Although the fact happened before my eyes, Zhao Min still couldn't believe it.

"To a certain extent, I can actually be considered half a true immortal on land."

Xu Long sighed. After three transformations, his soul had already reached a level that ordinary practitioners could not imagine.

When ordinary practitioners advance to S-level, they only need to undergo a soul transformation and have the power of "in-subtle".

When you advance to the Golden Elixir stage, killing the inner demon, strengthening the heart of Taoism, and finding your own path is the second soul transformation.

The third soul transformation was in the Mahayana period, when man and nature were united, they realized nature, and then ascended to become immortals.

The inheritance of martial arts cultivators is different. When they advance to S-level, they complete three soul transformations in one breath.

Xu Long will not have any inner demons during the Golden Elixir Stage, and he does not need to understand the world during the Mahayana Stage, because he has overcome these difficulties long ago.

As long as you have enough cultivation, you can attract thunder tribulation and condense golden elixir at any time.

And this is also his confidence in plotting against the two elders of Xuanming.

"My purpose this time is to take advantage of the opportunity of passing the last level to completely eliminate the two elders of Xuanming. Then I will find a way to let the six major sects work together with the Ming Cult to destroy the Yuan Dynasty in one fell swoop."

Xu Long did not hide anything at all and told all his plans.

Zhao Min couldn't escape from his palm. If he asked Zhao Min to die, Zhao Min would have to die. If he asked Zhao Min to live, Zhao Min would have to live.

Once inside his hand, you will never escape.

"Just because of you? You want to destroy Dayuan? You dream in the daytime."

Zhao Min sneered, "Don't say that you can destroy Dayuan, even the two Xuanming elders can't kill him. That's one of the experts in the world. Apart from Zhang Sanfeng, Wudang Sect, who else can kill them 100%?"

"Wait, you said that your name is Zhang Wuji... Zhang Wuji... The son of Zhang Cuishan, the seven heroes of Wudang, and Yin Susu, the saint of Ming Cult, and Zhang Sanfeng's disciple?"

Zhao Min screamed in shock, she was really scared this time.

Everyone in the world knows how much Zhang Sanfeng loves this disciple. He has to last for ten years a child who should have died. Who in the world can do this?

"No wonder you have to deal with the two elders Xuanming, it turns out that it's because of this."

Zhao Min thought about it, everything made sense.

For more than ten years, Zhang Wuji must have hated Xuanming and the two elders to the core.

As the number one person in the world, Zhang Sanfeng has already reached an unimaginable level of strength and hard work. Even if he cures this disciple's injury, it is not impossible.

However, although the reason makes sense, how can we kill the two elders of Xuanming?
Chapter completed!