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Chapter 211

Inside the dark side hall, the corpse was full of qi, and a figure was penetrated by four thick iron chains, and the iron chains extended into the depths of darkness.

At this time, the corpse immortal breath was dying, and the whole body was half mixed with flesh and bones, which was creepy.

Not far away, a bloody dressed Qi'er was trying to absorb the corpse qi, and the white jade skull in front of her was already a little dim.

"Little... Little girl..." The

corpse immortal looked at Xuan'er and spoke with difficulty.

"What's wrong?"

Xuan'er tilted her little head and looked at the corpse immortal in mid-air suspiciously.

"Little... Girl, you should be a foreign corpse, right?

"Uh-huh, what's wrong?"

Xuan'er nodded.

"The old man has a set of alien corpse cultivation exercises here, which can allow you to quickly improve yourself..." The corpse

immortal's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said slowly.

"Huh? Really??

Xuan'er's eyes widened in surprise.

"Well, of course it's true... However, you have to untie the heavy chain of Xuan Iron on my body first, and the old man will tell you the method of cultivation..."

The corpse immortal's tone was full of temptation.

During this time, he had already seen that this alien corpse named Xuan'er was just a little girl who had just matured her spiritual intelligence.

And that damn blood lord trusted her.

As long as he tricked her into untying the iron chains on her body, he would have a way to escape here, and when his strength was restored, he would be able to crush the blood lord who deceived and destroyed the ancestors, and shame before the snow!

Let him live better than die!

"Give... Give to give..." At

the thought of this, the corpse immortal couldn't help but let out a laugh of giving to give.

"No, the master said, let me watch you."

Xuan'er shook her head and looked at the corpse immortal who was giving it strangely.

"Uh... It's okay, if your strength increases, your master won't blame you for letting go of your husband..."

The corpse immortal continued to bewitch.

"Nope."

Xuan'er shook her head and refused again.

"Don't you want to improve your strength and make your master happy?"

The corpse immortal looked at Xuan'er persistently.

"Think."

Xuan'er nodded.

"That's fine, you just need to untie these four chains on the old man's body, and you can get the cultivation method..."

"You..."

Looking at the oil and salt that did not enter, the corpse immortal was a little speechless.

"But although I can't let you go, you can tell me the method of cultivation."

Xuan'er raised her little head and looked at the corpse immortal with pure eyes.

"If you don't let go of the old man, the old man won't tell you!" The corpse immortal whispered.

"If you don't tell Xuan'er the practice method, that is disobedience, the master said, and if you disobey, he will beat you."

Saying that, a hideous long whip appeared in Xuan'er's slender jade hand.

"You..." Looking

at the slightly squirming whip in Xuan'er's hand, the corner of the corpse immortal's eyes twitched.

Damn, how to wrap yourself around.

"Snap!"

"Ugh!"

The corpse immortal screamed, and where the whip was drawn, there was a pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"Snap! Syllable! "

Ah! Wait a minute! Stop fighting, I say! The

corpse immortal finally couldn't bear the pain and opened his mouth to beg for mercy.

Seeing this, Xuan'er stopped whipping.

"This exercise is called the Jade Bone Quenching Body Technique..." An

hour later, Xuan'er jumped and disappeared into the side hall, leaving only a corpse immortal with an unloveable face.

Meanwhile, the other side.

Fang Mozheng, Yi Shui'er, and the five poisonous rakshas were cultivating the Demon Dragon Imperial Phoenix Sutra.

Yi Shui'er didn't have anything, after all, he had this experience with Linglong before, but the Five Poison Rakshasa had not experienced a threesome before, so he was a little shy at first.

However, after Fang Mo's careful teaching and the assistance of Yi Shui'er on the side, the Five Poisons Rakshasa soon fell.

Inside the huge side hall, there are traces of great battles everywhere.

Fang Mo obviously felt the changes in the two, perhaps because of the competition for favors, the two had significantly improved in terms of aspects.

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It can be said that Fang Mo completely felt what is called the sublimation of the soul.

On the shaking swing, Fang Mo and Yi Shui'er were playing happily, and suddenly, Fang Mo felt something in his heart, and suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the door.

I saw a bloody dressed Qiu'er standing upright, staring at the three with a pair of big watery eyes.

"Who let you in, get out!"

Fang Mo's face changed, and he suddenly pushed Yi Shui'er away, picked up the clothes on the ground, and draped them over his body.

The Five Poison Rakshasas on the side also blushed shyly.

Yi Shui'er, on the other hand, did not feel embarrassed, but looked at Shui'er at the door with a little meaning in her beautiful eyes.

"Master, are you playing a game?" Xuan'er blinked, full of doubt.

"That... Jiu'er, is there something wrong?

Fang Mo's expression was slightly unnatural, and he diverted the topic.

"Oh, master, the corpse immortal told Xuan'er a method suitable for the cultivation of alien corpses..."

Fang Mo raised his eyebrows.

The corpse immortal actually knew the cultivation method of the alien corpse, and also gave it to Xuan'er?

"Tell me what's going on."

Fang Mo asked.

"Master, it's like this..."

Xuan'er honestly told Fang Mo everything that happened before.

...

In the side hall, the corpse immortal hung his head slightly, like a dead person, lifeless.

"Oh... Oh..."

Hearing the footsteps, the corpse immortal's eyes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw the person standing in front of him, the corpse immortal's pupils shrank sharply, revealing a trace of deep fear.

"Old thing, don't play some tricks on me, Honza doesn't like it."

Saying that, Fang Mo raised the hideous long whip in his hand expressionlessly.

"Snap!"

The whipping sound mixed with the wailing of the corpse immortals resounded through the hall, and it was terrible.

An hour later, Fang Mo stopped whipping.

Looking at the corpse immortal who had passed out, Fang Mo's eyes were full of indifference.

The jade bone quenching technique given by the corpse immortal to Sui'er is clearly an ordinary Xuan-step body refining technique, and what kind of alien corpse cultivation method is purely to deceive Sui'er's girl.

"Master, Wu Mo is back."

At this time, Yi Shui'er walked into the side hall, ignoring the tragic situation of the corpse immortal, and said respectfully towards Fang Mo.

"Well."

Fang Mo bowed his head slightly, turned around and walked out.

...

In the main hall, Wu Mo, who was dressed in a dark green robe, silently observed the surroundings, followed by a beautiful woman in a black dress.

Amazingly, this woman in a black dress actually has a pair of cat ears.

Not far away stood Wei Chitu, Demon Boy, Five Poisonous Rakshasa and Burning Heaven Demon Monarch.

"Cat ears? Could it be the demon clan..." the demon

boy stared at Linglong and muttered.

"Snap!"

The demon boy only felt that his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted.

"What are you doing!"

The demon boy covered his head and turned his head to look angrily at Wei Chitu.

"That's the master's woman, you look at it with that kind of look again, believe it or not, Laozi hammers you to death!"

Wei Chi Tu shook his fist the size of a casserole pot at the demon boy with a loud urn.

"You! You bastard, I... I..."

The demon boy's face turned pale, and he pointed angrily at Wei Chitu and couldn't speak.

And the five poisonous rakshas next to him thought thoughtfully after hearing Yu Chitu's words.