The moment the long sword was inserted into the Shen, the lotus pond, the group of immortals, and the sea of clouds were all scattered into fly ash.
Yu Ruâe was dazed for a moment. He opened his eyes again. He was tightly wrapped in the Shenâs flesh cavity, every inch of his skin was stuck with scarlet mucous membrane.
When he fell, the Shen suddenly folded up and locked him tightly. Although the exit was close in front of his eyes, Yu Ruâe could only sit on the mouth of the meat with his arms around his knees. A pair of lively buttocks, slippery yet not slippery, covered with a layer of crystal clear luster, like half-melted fat, squeezed out from the hole. The two glistening white mounds sandwiched the tender red groin that was sticking out of the Shenâs meaty mouth, trembling endlessly.
He had no idea that this mouth was actually formed by the Shenâs throat cavity, which was warm, soft, and smooth, and had two thick lips, which were often opened and closed to suck in the spiritual energy of the Nine Heavens.
Sitting like this, he just blocked the throat cavity that the Shen needed to breathe. The two cattail-sized flesh lips immediately opened up and contracted frantically, sucking the entire fair behind, not sparing even a single groove. The bright red anus was sucked so hard that a ball of red meat bulged out, trembling wetly. Sometimes it flapped violently, as if a manâs hot palm was spanking the fat and soft buttocks. It was so red, swollen, and translucent that juice could be pinched out. The male genital was red, the clit was swollen, and the gleaming wet big and small lips were fanned open, sticking to the inside of his legs.
The jade-like ass, like the pearl in the shell, was pushed and sucked by the soft inner wall, making it smooth and translucent, pink and fragrant.
He would be sucked by hot lips almost every time he suffered a dozen or so heavy twitches, one plump asscheek was almost numb from the dull pain, and his two snow-white thighs trembled uncontrollably. He hung his head and quietly groaned nonstop. But the body that had been trained for a long time was quickly aroused, and an obscene sweetness oozed out of the pain.
At the same time, the mist swallowed by the Shen sank down into the meat cavity, enveloping him againâŚ
At the same time, a huge black dragon traveled through the sea of clouds like dark lightning, with fluttering whiskers, five-taloned claws, and a mountain-like body swerving brazenly like a long whip piercing the air.
The King of Ghosts was still lightly dressed, dressed in blue robes that stretched the floor, and stood on the dragonâs tail holding an umbrella. His complexion was pale, and on his bare neck and wrists, small characters were written all over with gold powder.
He couldnât see the light, and even with a spell protecting his body, his complexion was still pale, his lips were pale, as thin as paper.
This talisman could hide his form. Anyone who looked at it could only see a cloud of cold mist in a vague shape, but not its specific figure. It was precisely because of this that he was able to come to the Nine Heavens in a grand manner.
The two of them came here in a hurry.
A few days ago, when they rushed to the blood lake, they only had time to see blood splattered everywhere. Yu Ruâe was nowhere to be found, and even his aura dissipated in the lake.
Long Chile threw caution to the wind, turned into dragon form on the spot, and slammed headfirst into the lake. At this moment, a drop of tear on the lake shone slightly, like the reflection of silver foil.
A light sigh swayed faintly on the surface of the lake.
âMaster Bai Xiao!â Long Chileâs chest heaved violently for a while, and he said in amazement, âYouâre still alive?â
âItâs not the real person.â Yuan Jixue shook his head and a ball of ghostly air popped out from his fingers, wrapping the tear, gently licking it.
The tear was clear, reflecting a long sword, half of which was as transparent as a mirror, exuding out cold light, and the other half was rusty and mottled, showing a shocking dark red like blood.
Bai Xiaoâs phantom appeared in mid-air, holding the hilt of the sword, bowing his head in silence. Suddenly, he put two fingers together and slashed at the body of the sword.
âItâs the heart demon,â Yuan Jixue pondered, âIs he⌠committing suicide to cut off the heart demon?â
As a Sword Immortal, plus being half-way part of the Heavenly Dao, Bai Xiao should have had a clear heart of the sword and had no problems, but for some reason, he was eroded by the inner demon to the point that he couldnât even preserve his body.
With a metallic clang, the long sword snapped in response and fell from the Nine Heavens. The break was as fast as lightning, piercing through the vast sea of clouds, flattening the mountains of the human world, and heading straight for the Demon Realm.
Under the sword of Bai Xiao, the twelve layers of barriers in the Demon Realm were as thin as paper. In an instant, with the sound of howling wind, the broken sword pierced through the blood lake and penetrated directly into the Shen.
The entire lake of blood splashed upside down, spraying majestic mist in all directions, like a waterfall flying straight up. The Shen let out a vague mournful cry, and a cloud of blood mist exploded from its pupils.
The liquid in the blood lake was extremely violent, boiling like magma from beginning to end, and the red light was constantly extinguished all year round. Even though Bai Xiaoâs sword body was so tough, it still couldnât withstand the corroding of the lake water. The blade was burned bright red and sparks of gold and metal flew in all directions.
The damaged eyelids of the Shen opened slightly, turning into a layer of red meat film, which climbed up along the blade of the sword, making throaty gurgling sounds from time to time.
The Shen monster was tenacious and obviously had the heart to devour it, seeing that it was too late to be melted down, it began to chew the sword itself.
Who knew how long it took, the sea of blood in the teardrop gathered and dispersed, unpredictable. The broken sword was swallowed inch by inch, and it was about to be broken in the Shen, but there was a slight flash at the break, and a figure emerged.
The white-clothed black-haired Sword Immortal lowered his head and closed his eyes. He had a handsome face, but was trapped in the hazy red light of the blood lake so there was an ominous layer of blood dancing between his features.
As if sensing that someone was staring at him, Bai Xiao raised his head and slowly opened his eyes.
It was a pair of blood-red eyes.
Even the pupils and the whites of the eyes were soaked in blood. His eyelashes were originally dark and slender, but now there were streaks of blood seeping down his cheeks. The two wet marks were slightly reflective, like blood but not blood, like tears but not tears.
Bai Xiao smiled slightly, and said softly, âYuâerâŚâ
âNot good!â Long Chile frowned, âFused.â
Bai Xiaoâs obsession and heart demon remained unchanging. His body was halfway to the Heavenly Dao, but contained a demon heart. After being melted and forged by this pool of blood from the Shen, he fused fully with demonic energy before it could consume him, broke through the barrier of cultivation, and became the Lord of Heaven.
Long Chile was shocked, âWhat exactly is Bai Xiaoâs fused Dao?â
The teardrop flickered again, and all the images returned to silence.
Yuan Jixue frowned slightly. There seemed to be something faintly shining in the corner of his eyes. He looked down and saw a smaller drop of tear embedded in the washed-out groove on the shore of the lake, as trivial as sand and stones, covered by the waves of the lake. If one didnât look carefully, it couldnât be found at all.
He wrapped the teardrop with his ghostly aura and gently lured them.
The teardrop was really too small, it couldnât illuminate the figure inside, it could only flash a cold light.
An extremely weak voice came out from the teardrop.
âGo to the Nine Heavens and find Yuâer,â Bai Xiao said softly, âThe heart demon tricked me into the Shen and has already escaped. This is my last spiritual consciousnessâŚâ
Long Chile withdrew his thoughts and turned into a young man on the ground. His cheeks were snow-white like budding magnolias, and his black hair was slightly damp with sweat.
He stopped for a while outside the Heavenly Gate, and immediately there were two rows of white-clothed immortals saluting to him, âGreetings, Dragon Lord.â
Long Chile slightly nodded and glanced around, but saw that the cheeks of several immortals were flushed strangely, their breathing was heavy and fluctuating. Obviously, they had just orgasmed, and they were still deeply in lust. Even their Dao hearts were unstable.
Long Chile became suspicious, and asked, âIs there any change in the Nine Heavens in the past few days?â
The leader of the immortals, named Qingyao, who had been enlightened by Yu Ruâe, usually respected Long Chile, but now seemed to be frightened, flinched slightly, and glanced around subconsciously.
Long Chile immediately followed his gaze and looked up.
He saw a lively and attractive white butt hanging in the sea of clouds, with soft and slick skin.
When it reached the peak, it became covered with a layer of translucent slime, like crystal clear grease in a jade bowl. As the breeze blew, the plump, white ass trembled slightly, and the tender and sticky groin opened a line from time to time, revealing a fat red anal hole.
This hole had obviously just been fucked, and one could see the delicate and dripping red flesh at a glance, piled up in layers, bulging and shrinking. The anal ring was red and greasy, dripping with bright obscene fluids.
Even more was that the perineum of this ass was swollen high, and there was actually a delicate and bright red pussy with wet and sticky lips. Two smaller petals stood between the red lips, like the inner core of a peony, able to pinch out nectar at a glance. Even like this, it still couldnât protect the rouge hole and the round bead protruding from the fleshy lips, it was also red and swollen to almost translucent.
A white jade-like penis hung down at the front, and the tender skin was forcibly peeled back by others, revealing a light pink glans head. A bit of clear pee gleamed from the head, falling from the sea of clouds.
âA few days ago, there suddenly appeared a promiscuous butt in the Nine HeavensâŚâ Qingyao stared at the butt intently, and lost his voice, âHere it comes!â
They saw two streams of clear urine intermittently pouring down from the Nine Heavens. Immediately, a group of immortals rushed to the sky with their swords, chasing after each other. Now, those immortals even poked out the tip of their tongues to accept the lewdness from the Nine Heavens.
Qingyao was moved and was about to follow them to the sky, but Long Chile grabbed his cuff with one hand.
âLong-jun doesnât know, this liquid is rich in spirit and is very nourishing. Just have a taste and you will be able to greatly increase your cultivation.â
Long Chile pursed his lips, the boyâs fair and delicate face was sullen, and the golden dragon pupils split into cold vertical grooves.
âTaste?â Long Chile said coldly, âHow did you taste? Did you touch him?â
Even if Qingyao lost his mind, he could hear the undisguised murderous intent in his tone, and immediately shook his head and said, âNo way! This behind has an owner, we can look but not touch it.â
He was telling the truth. Over the past few days, who knew how many immortals had been thinking about this lewd ass. There were a few who were good at controlling their swords, wanting to charge into the sky and fuck it hard.
It was just that before they could touch the white ass, thunder flashed in the sea of clouds, like mountains trembling, and crashed towards the immortals head-on.
A few people couldnât even scream and turned into ash on the spot.
After this encounter, everyone knew that this was a forbidden place of Heaven, who else would dare to step forward?
It was just that this obscene behind would be punished by the Dao of Heaven every half a day, causing the ass to become red and swollen, the tender flesh in both holes slightly turned out like melted rouge, dripping with obscene juice.
The owner of the ass obviously couldnât stand the pain and had lost control of himself countless times, and even the opening and closing of the two urinal holes could be clearly seen.
Long Chile frowned, and before he could finish speaking, he turned into a dragon again and rushed straight to Nine Heavens.
Yuan Jixue held the teardrop and stood quietly on the dragonâs tail.
Bai Xiao said, âShens are best at weaving illusions. The Nine Heavens we see are nothing more than the mist it swallows. Yuâer is trapped in it, and he is bound to be melted by the illusion. Once Yuâerâs Dao is shaken, the consequences will be disastrous.â
He was silent for a moment, and then said, âThere is only one way to sneak into the illusion.â
In the Nine Heavens, the wind and cloud changed suddenly. The sea of clouds became as dark as ink, and nine-by-nine, eighty-one thunderbolts, which came at uneven intervals, wrapped in world-shattering coercion, gloomily entrenched on the top of the clouds, exploding from time to time, casting down thick shafts of white light.
A black dragon, piercing through the majestic black sea of clouds, running retrograde among the thunder, like a long spear going upstream in a rain of arrows.
For a moment, all the immortals raised their heads together, obviously recognizing him.
Dozens of tribulation thunders were seen slashing down like a wave and immediately broke off a row of pitch-black dragon scales. Golden-red dragon blood splashed out, but the mountain-like body of the black dragon only swayed slightly.
The black dragon twisted and moved. Although he was nimble, he still suffered from his size. Fortunately, Long Chile made a decisive move, curled up the dragon body, and turned it into a personâs size, so that he could move more freely among the thunder.
Tribulation lightning locked onto him firmly, one after another, falling almost against his dragonâs tail, and bursting out a series of flames. The Heavenly Daoâs gloomy eyes stared at him without blinking through the sea of clouds, as if uttering a silent urging.
At the same time, Yuan Jixue raised his hand and touched that white butt.
Yu Ruâe had just been beaten, his ass was red, swollen and hot, and covered with slippery liquid. He was trembling slightly.
His anus is wet, soft, and red, like a dewy peony bud, and he could see the bright red fine lines tightly knit together. The furls trembled, as if they were pried open by some invisible thing, and opened a hole the size of a fingertip, revealing the tender red intestines little by little.
Immediately, the tender meat of the anus was yanked apart, and a wet red passage could be seen at a glance.
Yuan Jixue hugged his ass, bowed his head down, and pressed against the puffy flesh. The tip of his tongue penetrated the folds between the big and small lips and swept it light and hard until slippery saliva dripped into the gap. From the outside, one could only see a piece of dark pink muscle-like flesh with bright slimy juice oozing out. The petals were fluttering hungrily and obscenely, sometimes sticking together, like calyxes with two cores, sometimes twitching as if being drummed, revealing a round and twitching pearl, which was also wet and translucent from being sucked.
The fair butt was trembling from the licking, the cunt was ripe and bulging high, Yuan Jixue lubricated it carefully, and licked both cavities until they were red and slick and warm, and then licked his tigerâs mouth wet, curled around the jade-like penis, quickly pulled it up and dug into the slit with his fingernail. The extremely sharp pleasure instantly penetrated his piss hole and weakened his waist. Even the tender skin on the glans was not spared, he pulled it back with two fingers and gently swept the tender red crevice between the crotch with the tip of his finger.
Yu Ruâe had been empty for a long time, how could he stand up to this kind of ecstasy. In a trance, he unconsciously shook his ass.
Yuan Jixue put two fingers together, pounded into his cunt, rubbing like he was stroking the chin of a kitten, pressed against his sensitive part, and scratched lightly a few times. Yu Ruâeâs pussy convulsed immediately, his fleshy passages twitched, and a stream of cum came out from the dripping red flesh.
Only then did Yuan Jixue stretch out his hole, and slammed into it in one fell swoop. Only a ruddy hole could be seen, which was driven straight in by an invisible giant, breaking through the layers of red flesh. The rings of tender red meat tunnel opened softly, like countless moist and hot mouths, and the cervix at the end it trembled wetly as it was pried apart, and also gaped opened to the size of a fist.
His entire female hole had been fucked into the shape of a manâs cock, and even the slightly upturned glans was encased with red meat to reveal its fine details.
At the moment of penetration, Yuan Jixueâs eyes flickered slightly, covered with a layer of white mist.