It was a small hand that was smoother than white marble, whiter than snow, and more beautiful than the hands of all women. When you see this small hand, you can't help but want to hold such a small hand and walk together at dusk, and walk to the ends of the world and the corners together...

This is a small hand that can make all men crazy. This small hand looks so slender and soft, and it seems to break if you pinch it gently. But with such a weak little hand, it bounced lightly at this moment, and the knife light that tore through the void was shattered like a bubble...

Immediately afterwards, another hand flashed from the void and pressed directly on Soyara's forehead. The fierce aura that was still erupting in an instant disappeared without a trace. His blood-red eyes quickly dissipated, returning to their original silver color. He glanced at Ye Jingyu standing in front of him and fainted...

Everyone was stunned. Even Ye Jingyu was stunned. His eyes were staring at the thin white hands, but he did not dare to act rashly. Only he understood what power he had just now, but such powerful power was easily destroyed by this little hand. There was no need to think about how powerful the master of these hands had. The rebellion could definitely easily erase everyone.

"Mad Thunder Purgatory, Tianzun Sword? You should be the successor of Dugu Bachen, right?" A misty but very pleasant voice came out from the void. Anyone who heard such a sound would feel a numbness and indescribable comfort. Even the voices of the world singers that Ye Jingyu knew in his previous life would be overshadowed by such a sound.

At this moment, he truly understood what the sound of nature was.

As the sound came, a black figure slowly appeared from the void. It was a woman wearing a tight gauze skirt and covered with a veil...

Although she couldn't see her face clearly, her figure was definitely the best figure Ye Jingyu and others had ever seen. Her upright breasts, plump buttocks, and her slender waist like willow branches, everything was so perfect.

When any man saw this figure, he couldn't help but have the most primitive desire. Even Ye Jingyu felt a heat in his body, and he wanted to step forward and press it under him and whip it hard. For a moment, he forgot to ask the other party how he knew the move of the Crazy Thunder Purgatory he used...

Fortunately, at this time, the ancient blue bell in his body shot out a blue light, completely extinguishing the desire in his body. Otherwise, I would not know what ugly things would appear in front of Luo Ling'er.

Ye Jingyu had the green ancient clock to help resist this temptation, and there were no other people. Whether it was Lealong or Charles, he was staring at the woman in a daze, his face flushed.

Not to mention the men present, even Luo Ling'er, Hei Ming Shixuan, and Lelina, they were also staring at her in amazement, looking at her extremely graceful figure...

As for Liang Xiaoke, his eyes were wide open and his mouth was wide open. The saliva in his mouth dripped from the corner of his mouth...

During the entire scene, the only people who could remain calm were Ye Jingyu and Gongsun Lu, who had no independent thinking ability.

Ye Jingyu's eyes had already gone around her perfect figure and came to her face. Although she was covered with a veil, Ye Jingyu was still sure that this was definitely an extremely perfect face, especially her nose bridge, which was a little straight, very small, and looked very cute.

As for her eyes, they were not silver, but slightly brown eyes, which seemed to have magical eyes. Anyone who saw these eyes would be attracted to them.

If the ancient blue bell in Ye Jingyu's sea of ​​consciousness had not been sprayed with green light to protect Ye Jingyu's mind, he might have been trapped in this endless demonic eye even if he was not confused by her figure.

However, at this moment, Ye Jingyu clearly felt that these eyes were so familiar, and he seemed to have seen them somewhere...

Seeing Ye Jingyu staring at him like this, a trace of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes.

"It's true that he is worthy of being Dugu Bachen's disciple. His willpower is indeed stronger than others!" A crisp sound came from the woman's mouth.

"Do you know my master? Who are you?" At this time, Ye Jingyu completely came to his senses. A hint of surprise flashed across his face. Has his master been to the Demon Realm? He seems to know her?

"Haha, naturally I know that he came to me a hundred years ago. As for who I am, you destroyed one of my cities and killed at least thousands of my tribe members. Who do you think I am?" The woman seemed to be laughing, but Ye Jingyu couldn't hear her smile at all...

The other party has such a profound cultivation level and says that this is her city, so her identity is self-evident...

"You... are Medusa, the devil king of the Silver Snake clan?" Even Ye Jingyu was shocked when he thought of the other party's identity.

"Haha, knowing my identity and being able to maintain such calmness, Dugu Bachen really accepted a good disciple, but it's a pity that he may never see you carry forward his mantle in his life!" Medusa said slightly, but a faint regret revealed in his words.

"What did you say?" Ye Jingyu was stunned. What did he mean that he could never see himself carrying forward his mantle? Should she kill herself? Or...

"Dugu Bachen should have told you the Soul Fighting War?" Medusa still said lightly, and seemed to care about Ye Jingyu's rudeness at all...

"Well, but Master didn't say much, I will tell me when the time comes!" Ye Jingyu nodded, and an ominous feeling appeared in his heart...
Chapter completed!