My Debauched Devotion

Apostle Unknown Land.

holy mountain.

High, touching the sky, wide, stretching endlessly.

The cascading mountains are like waves, and the tops of the mountains are like the tops of the waves.

Gray auspicious clouds floated on the mountainside, shrouded in a twilight that could not tell whether it was day or night.

On the top of the towering mountain that touches the sky, there is a tall and magnificent ancient temple.

The architectural pattern is completely different from the usual style in the realm of self-cultivation, revealing a sense of majesty and exoticism combining Chinese and Western styles.

Looking head-on, a row of towering pillars propped up the dome hall with a height of more than 100 feet.

Like the golden light of the setting sun, it pierced through the gray clouds and scattered into the grand hall, causing the hall to alternate between light and dark, exuding a divine light.

Sudden!

Five beams of light fell on the hall.

The beams of light are more than ten feet wide, and they are arranged in strict accordance with the east, west, north, south, and middle directions.

Among them, in the three beams of light in the east, west, and north, three human-shaped projections were successively condensed.

And the beams of light in the south and in the middle are still empty and faintly gray.

According to what Xiao Ran said in his previous life, this was the meeting of the five shadows of the apostles.

Only the holy angels and the four priests attended.

Inside the beam of light to the north is a giant black shadow with a very strong figure.

The body is covered with complex textures like the way of heaven, and there is a faint wing shadow printed behind him, which has a kind of divinity that everything is one.

On a flat face, there are no other features except the eyes.

The giant fretted eye on the right is bleeding at the moment.

The Underworld Feeder did not trap Xiao Ran.

But there was no frustration in the bleeding eyes, but excitement for Xiao Ran's strength and identity.

"Senior's phantom formation has been broken, did the real dragon appear?"

A delicate female voice came from the west,

It sounded like a coquettish, but with a kind of imposing manner hidden in the cotton.

The Lord of the Underworld glanced at the figure of the woman in the beam of light to the west.

Compared with the giant shadow of the Lord of the Underworld, the woman is just the figure of an ordinary person.

Wearing a black veil and a black robe, she is very seductive, semi-transparent, with a delicate figure, and her fair and moist skin is particularly eye-catching in the black veil. Even if it is just a projection from the air, it also exudes a faint ambergris.

Thousands of years ago, the Master of the Underworld was already an apostle priest before he went to the Holy Demon Sect to be the elder of the guest.

And Hei Qin was the priest who joined the apostles after the former priest Gong Yundi died strangely six hundred years ago.

Coupled with Heiqin's unknown background, he always felt that this woman was a bit suspicious, and she might even be a secret agent of the Taoist League!

However, the Holy Envoy personally promoted her, and the rest of the priests couldn't say anything.

"The Suzaku bird I raised asked you to extract immortal power. When did you send it to the enemy?"

"enemy?"

Hei Qin doesn't like such a statement.

"Senior should say that I used the Suzaku to fish the Son of the True Dragon here."

Son of a real dragon...

The Lord Feeder carefully recalled the moment when the halo was broken just now.

"There is indeed a weak dragon vein power...but it seems to come from a distant keel, not quite like that black dragon, but more of a strange dark power."

Hearing this, Hei Qin guessed that it was Xiao Ranfei's phantom formation.

For Xiao Ran, it may not be difficult to preserve the power of the ancient keel, but why does he have the power of darkness?

The ghost power from Suzaku, even if it did not fall into the trap, is not strong enough to break the formation.

Hei Qin remained calm, and only said:

"As expected of Senior Kaiming, he can even distinguish the power of ancient dragon bones, but if it is not the body of a real dragon, how can Xiao Ran break through such an illusion?"

The Lord Feeder sighed:

"He used Suzaku's eyes to resonate with the eyes of the old man and fell into the eye of the formation. This deity took the opportunity to destroy the halo. Such speculation cannot be the power of the dragon vein."

"what do you mean……"

A muffled sound came from the north.

In the beam of light to the north, an old swordsman with braids was sitting cross-legged, holding a short pipe burning dark branches and dry grass in his mouth.

On the chest of the black clothes are embroidered huge, white eyes like white holes, with blood dripping from the edges, like a waterfall of blood flowing into the endless night, and the black afterimages torn to pieces by the abyss remain on the face.

The original military envoy, the head of the four priests of the apostles, is second only to the holy envoy in strength. Although he is not the oldest, he is the oldest in qualifications.

"Although Ling Zhouyue is stupid, but she has the intuition of being a top swordsman, she won't just accept a trash disciple. I heard that this disciple can rise from a mortal to the state of distraction in three months, far surpassing the appearance of a great emperor... I Remember, when the Immortal Emperor Ye Wuji fell, he activated the reincarnation formation, and his reincarnation direction was west, and the time was almost right, could this boy be the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor?"

Of course Hei Qin knew that Xiao Ran was not the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor, because the reincarnated Immortal Emperor had already been killed by Qi Refining Xiao Ran three months ago.

The dogmatic eternity in the Black Ring group is all ashes.

"We don't need reincarnated losers, what we need is the body of a real dragon."

The Lord Feeder shook his head and sighed:

"It's ironic, the enemy just came to find the real dragon."

The original military envoy took a breath of the black smoke of Mingcao.

"It's not just the real dragon. The Taoist League probably discovered our strength and finally tore off the mask of hypocrisy. Whether it's a Taoist League or an apostle, all justice in the world is the law of the jungle, and the weak can only die."

Heiqin said:

"These people from the Daomeng faction are not strong."

The original military envoy curled his lips.

"Don't even send Jiuyao, do you want to use our hands to get rid of these people?"

"not that simple."

The Lord of the Underworld shook his head, and his pair of giant eyes with fretwork slowly turned, which could easily make people sink into it.

Who would have thought that his eyes would be injured by a distracted child at the beginning?

Hei Qin pretended to be nervous, but actually asked tentatively:

"Is there no news from the Holy Envoy?"

The lord of the underworld closed his eyes and remained calm.

The original military envoy said leisurely:

"It's a good thing to have no news. He won't appear if he doesn't encounter a life-and-death crisis."

The two old fellows, Lord of the Underworld and Yuan Wushi, obviously don't trust Hei Qin very much, which makes her very uncomfortable.

Another high priest was her good partner, but unfortunately he was not present.

"Why didn't Dong Xuanzi come?"

The Lord of the Underworld closed his eyes and said:

"He is still laying out the burrow. Although the enemy has not dispatched Jiuyao, they still have to guard against it."

"The Catacombs are prepared for Jiuyao. All these people in front of you should stay in the inner sea."

The military envoy Yuan nodded and took a long puff of cigarette, suppressing some kind of long-lost excitement.

"When I chose to join the apostles, I put aside my fighting spirit and devoted myself to pilgrimage. I never imagined that the age of Dharma is at an end, and God will find some fun for me."

"Don't be careless."

The Lord of the Underworld opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Hei Qin, his right eye was already covered with blood.

"You lost the Suzaku bird, just in case, you go and help me get the Suzaku bird back."

"it is good."

...

open sea.

Xiao Ran used the double-layer resonance mode to forcibly break through the phantom array, only to find that the sword boat was in the center of a huge vortex.

Put away the big bird, spread out the consciousness, but still did not find the breath of Da Ming.

This is strange...

The location is still the sea just now.

It's just that the nearby torrential rain and wind and waves stopped, replaced by a huge vortex.

According to Wen Yushu's information, the apostle's sea is divided into the outer sea and the inner sea.

He originally thought that crossing the outer sea was the inner sea, but after careful observation, he discovered that this sea is a finite and boundless structure similar to the universe, and there is no distinction between this side and the other side.

It is a three-dimensional sea.

If you insist on calculations, this shore is the edge of the wilderness, while the other shore is likely to be the depths of the whirlpool.

Ling Zhouyue in the hot spring was stunned for a long time before realizing that the phantom formation had been broken.

Putting on his clothes and coming to the deck, he stretched his waist and tightened his Fengyun body, completely exhausting the fatigue accumulated in the three days.

"The formation was broken so easily, why didn't you come out earlier? Could it be that you are afraid of sword energy in reality, so you dare not touch Master, and want to strike hard at Master in the phantom formation?"

Xiao Ran stared at the towering and lazy figure, never expecting that the master with big breasts and no brains would tell the truth.

He really wanted to brew a good master-student relationship in the phantom array, and by the way, do some things he loves to do, so as to gain some filial piety.

It's a pity that Master has a cleanliness habit, and he was afraid of being seen doing shameful things, so he had no choice but to give up.

"It's actually not that easy. I always feel that the giant just now is not so simple. If it weren't for the monowing bird, even if we tried our best, maybe only one of us would come out."

Ling Zhouyue didn't feel nervous, she took a sip of her wine and curled her lips.

"Human is one of the four priests, who specializes in raising ghost beasts, can it be simple?"

Having said that, Xiao Ran didn't see a trace of caution in Master's eyes.

Opening the contact ring, Xiao Ran contacted Wen Yushu.

"Senior Wen, there is a vortex ahead, can I go in? Because it will take a lot of strength to break free from this vortex."

Wen Yushu was startled, he didn't expect Xiao Ran to be the first person to inquire about going to Neihai.

You know, Ling Zhouyue's master and apprentice were the last team to set off, and they lost contact for a long time.

"This is not a multiple-choice question. The enemy has prepared in advance, and we have no way out."

"Then I'll go in."

Just when Xiao Ran was about to close the contact ring, Wen Yushu asked again:

"You two were the last to go into the sea. The other teams were still entangled by the rainstorm and ghost beasts, but you were the first to enter the inner sea. How did you do it?"

Xiao Ran only said:

"Even if I tell you, senior, my experience can't be promoted, so you can just take it as cheating on me."

Wen Yushu thought about it too, he was just curious.

"Junior Sister Lingzhou is not in a good condition, can you handle it alone?"

"Can't handle it."

Xiao Ran was outspoken, and changed the subject:

"Do you have reinforcements?"

Wen Yushu laughed and said:

"There should be when you are going to die."

Xiao Ran shook his head.

"That is no more."

Turning sharply along the deep sea vortex, the speed of the sword boat is getting faster and faster.

In order to prevent the boat from being destroyed, Xiao Ran immediately switched the sword boat to a spherical Yanjia.

The sphere Yanjia has a heavy defense. In Guan Hanqing's words, it is a copper pea that can't be steamed, boiled, hammered, fried, or fried.

After transforming into a spherical Yanjia, the speed of rotation became faster, and soon fell into the center of the vortex.

Passing through the central pipe of the "hourglass" of seawater, the spherical elongated armor fell into the air.

Below the sky is the inner sea, another semi-enclosed nesting space.

The ball Yan fell from the vortex pipe to the surface of the inner sea, splashing huge waves.

Xiao Ran unfolded the ball Yan, resumed the sword boat mode, and floated up from the huge waves.

Standing on the deck, as far as the eye can see, the endless indigo sea is as smooth as a mirror and as clear as amber, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds.

The auspicious clouds all over the sky are as thin as stardust, piercing the sky and the earth, stretching for thousands of miles.

The clouds are extremely low, and you can touch them in a trance, layered on top of each other, covering the sky and the sun.

Bright rays of holy light shot down from the clouds, like a dream.

At the end of the water-sky line, you can see dots of islands and boats, which seem to be suspended on the reflected clouds, giving people a very pure and sacred feeling.

The air is filled with a faint smell of fishy salty water, and occasionally a faint mirage can be seen, and there are whispers like ritual music in the ears, or one or two seabirds' chirping, which makes people fascinated.

As far as the eye can see, there is an endless expanse, infinitely stretching your horizons.

Although the aura was thin, it was extraordinarily fresh, as if it had been purified.

“This place is beautiful!”

Xiao Ran's heart was wide open, and he put all his troubles behind him, even though he had no troubles, his state of mind was completely emptied.

Ling Zhouyue looked around, but was interested in the distant island Bianzhou.

"I didn't expect people to live here."

"I heard from Senior Wen that there are hundreds of millions of people here."

Xiao Ran nodded.

In fact, I was a little surprised in my heart. The apostles also contributed to being able to support so many people in the wilderness.

"The enemy must have set up various traps ahead. It would be a disadvantage for us to be the first to rush up. Why don't we rest here for a few days?"

Ling Zhouyue thought to herself, why did you rush out of your heart as a teacher?

"I have no objection to rest, but will there be illusions here?"

Xiao Ran smiled and shook his head.

"The cost of illusion is extremely high, how can we enjoy it at any time? Adults can't rely on illusion, we have to create happiness by ourselves."

Xiao Ran was vivid, and raised his hand to take the shape of a dragon's clawed hand.

Ling Zhouyue raised her head to drink and gave him a blank look.

"You don't come here, just take a stroll here, the enemy is now, we can't fight internally here."

What a friction!

Master, you know a lot...

Xiao Ran suddenly said seriously:

"What is internal friction? Master is injured and can't fight later. It's useless to save so much spiritual power. How about replenishing the magic?"

Ling Zhouyue was taken aback.

I've been injured, you don't tell me to mend my spirit, but you want to absorb my spiritual energy...

Are you a vampire?

"Get out!"

Ling Zhouyue didn't hit a single place, just raised her foot and kicked Xiao Ran away.

Xiao Ran felt a little wronged.

What kind of bad thoughts can a filial disciple with a proven system have?

Like a cannonball, Xiao Ran precisely landed on an island.

This made him have to wonder... Is Master precise guidance?

Pulling his head out from the beach, his body shook, shaking off the sand, and he looked around.

The island is not big, just a few acres square, surrounded by sandy beaches, and the center of the island is a pine and maple forest.

A show of consciousness.

Among the pines and maples, there is a very quiet sea spring inn, several pine houses, three or two beds, and a seawater hot spring.

What a resort...

It seems that there are quite a few people who usually come to the apostles for tourism.

Just as Xiao Ran was about to go ashore to have a look, the sword boat flew over behind him.

Ling Zhouyue received the boat and landed, with a hint of resentment on her picturesque face.

"What does replenishing magic mean? Tell me in detail."

"It's useless to talk about it."

Xiao Ran leaned over, put his right hand on the master's supple and pretty shoulder, and pinched the collar of the red shirt with two fingers.

With a sudden pull, Master's red dress was pulled off, revealing another woman's figure.

Looking at the fair and delicate figure that seems to be able to pinch water and the charming eyes that are eager to see through, Xiao Ran said in a tone of appreciating works of art:

"No matter how realistic imitating others is, it's not as beautiful as exposing your own body."

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Chapter 219 The King of Saohua:

paralysis from the neck up

I think you are making things difficult for me, don't forget

I will work hard in March, ask for a monthly pass at the beginning of the month, gentlemen!