Although cultivating demons, Taoism, and demon cultivation are just different ways of cultivating, she feels extremely evil no matter how she looks at this guy, and she is definitely not a good person.

Similarly, Luo Ling'er also looked at Dongfang Haoyue alertly. Although Wen Ren Qingtian was full of evil spirit, at least she could see this person clearly. And Dongfang Haoyue! It was like a pool of deep water, bottomless, and no one could guess.

What he was thinking about.

He shrugged and looked at Wen Renqingtian and said, "I want to give her to you too, but she is the first female disciple I have taken for exception. I am afraid that it will spread all over the country.

Give her to you, Wen Renqingtian, didn’t you tell me to slap myself in the face?"

Wenren's red robe suddenly had no wind and flicked in the air. The hair that was casually spread on his shoulders also rose up instantly. A evil aura burst out from him, making him even more powerful.

It seems even more evil.

"Since that's the case, let's stop today!"

"You have never been my opponent, so why should you run from the humiliation?" Dongfang Haoyue glanced at him boredly, and there was still no movement on his handsome face. His red lips lightly opened like a green lotus that had just bloomed.

Every word is fragrant, but it is stuck in Wenren Qingtian's throat like a thorn, and he can't spit it out or swallow it.

Wen Ren Qingtian's charming face turned red, which was extremely angry. But... he had nothing to say. He fought Dongfang Haoyue for nine thousand years, and when did he run away in panic?

However, he just couldn't see him being free and at ease. He just liked to run out and poke his sore spots. Even if he couldn't cause any major harm to him, it would be a good idea to stir up his peaceful life for Wen Ren Qingtian.

It was also a kind of comfort. Just like today, he heard that Dongfang Haoyue had taken over a female disciple. Even if he could not successfully kidnap her, he felt very happy when he looked at him with his eyebrows and eyes.

"Dongfang Haoyue, stop talking nonsense! Look at the trick!"

Wen Renqingtian had already had a plan in his mind. He was not as good as Dongfang Haoyue in terms of kung fu, but he was confident that he would not lose to him when it comes to kung fu!

He tilted his toes on the ground, and his whole body instantly turned into a red whirlwind, rushing towards the east Haoyue. Luo Ling'er judged that this Wen Ren Qingtian was probably surpassing Meng Lan with just one move.

A ninth-level powerhouse in the continent.

But Dongfang Haoyue said that Wen Renqingtian has never been his opponent, so what level is he? If his cultivation level had not been sealed, she would have seen their true strength at a glance.

She rubbed her hands, and her heart felt like there was a bug sucking, and itchy and painful.

She was sealed for 25,000 years, and she hadn't fought for too long. When she was at the Ziyan Gate, although cruel fighting could not be avoided, those were not called battles, at most they were called hand-to-hand combat, and they could not be aroused at all.

Her blood was born with passion for fighting.

Now, the battle between Wen Ren Qingtian and Dongfang Haoyue has completely activated the bloodline that she had been sleeping for more than 20,000 years, and the kind of battle in her blood that was unique to the king of ten thousand beasts.

She wanted to rush forward to compete with them, but she knew very well that her cultivation level was now blocked, and going forward was undoubtedly seeking death.

Suddenly, a red shadow flashed towards Luo Ling'er and attacked. Luo Ling'er instinctively wanted to dodge, but how could her speed be compared to a master who surpassed the ninth level?

She felt that her body was rolled up with force, as if she had been trapped in a swamp, and she could not use any strength. Although cultivating demons, practicing Taoism, and cultivating demons only had different ways of cultivating, but no matter how this guy looked at her,

I feel extremely evil, and I am definitely not a good person.

Similarly, Luo Ling'er also looked at Dongfang Haoyue alertly. Although Wen Ren Qingtian was full of evil spirit, at least she could see this person clearly. And Dongfang Haoyue! It was like a pool of deep water, bottomless, and no one could guess.

What he was thinking about.

He shrugged and looked at Wen Renqingtian and said, "I want to give her to you too, but she is the first female disciple I have taken for exception. I am afraid that it will spread all over the country.

Give her to you, Wen Renqingtian, didn’t you tell me to slap myself in the face?"

Wenren's red robe suddenly had no wind and flicked in the air. The hair that was casually spread on his shoulders also rose up instantly. A evil aura burst out from him, making him even more powerful.

It seems even more evil.

"Since that's the case, let's stop today!"

"You have never been my opponent, so why should you run from the humiliation?" Dongfang Haoyue glanced at him boredly, and there was still no movement on his handsome face. His red lips lightly opened like a green lotus that had just bloomed.

Every word is fragrant, but it is stuck in Wenren Qingtian's throat like a thorn, and he can't spit it out or swallow it.

Wen Ren Qingtian's charming face turned red, which was extremely angry. But... he had nothing to say. He fought Dongfang Haoyue for nine thousand years, and when did he run away in panic?

However, he just couldn't see him being free and at ease. He just liked to run out and poke his sore spots. Even if he couldn't cause any major harm to him, it would be a good idea to stir up his peaceful life for Wen Ren Qingtian.

It was also a kind of comfort. Just like today, he heard that Dongfang Haoyue had taken over a female disciple. Even if he could not successfully kidnap her, he felt very happy when he looked at him with his eyebrows and eyes.

"Dongfang Haoyue, stop talking nonsense! Look at the trick!"

Wen Renqingtian had already had a plan in his mind. He was not as good as Dongfang Haoyue in terms of kung fu, but he was confident that he would not lose to him when it comes to kung fu!

He tilted his toes on the ground, and his whole body instantly turned into a red whirlwind, rushing towards the east Haoyue. Luo Ling'er judged that this Wen Ren Qingtian was probably surpassing Meng Lan with just one move.

A ninth-level powerhouse in the continent.

But Dongfang Haoyue said that Wen Renqingtian has never been his opponent, so what level is he? If his cultivation level had not been sealed, she would have seen their true strength at a glance.

She rubbed her hands, and her heart felt like there was a bug sucking, and itchy and painful.

She was sealed for 25,000 years, and she hadn't fought for too long. When she was at the Ziyan Gate, although cruel fighting could not be avoided, those were not called battles, at most they were called hand-to-hand combat, and they could not be aroused at all.

Her blood was born with passion for fighting.

Now, the battle between Wen Ren Qingtian and Dongfang Haoyue has completely activated the bloodline that she had been sleeping for more than 20,000 years, and the kind of battle in her blood that was unique to the king of ten thousand beasts.

She wanted to rush forward to compete with them, but she knew very well that her cultivation level was now blocked, and going forward was undoubtedly seeking death.

Suddenly, a red shadow flashed towards Luo Ling'er and attacked. Luo Ling'er instinctively wanted to dodge, but how could her speed be compared to a master who surpassed the ninth level?
Chapter completed!