Novel11 Chapter 1798 The Backlash of the Immortal Sword: Serious Consequences
Chapter 1798 The Backlash of the Immortal Sword: Serious Consequences
"careful!"
Jiao'er was, after all, a Golden Immortal, and her reaction was extremely fast. The Ice Soul Dao Aura instantly condensed into a crystal shield wall in front of her.
However, this demonic attack is not a physical energy attack, but a strange supernatural power that triggers inner demons and arouses desires!
The Ice Soul Shield Wall's blocking effect is greatly reduced!
Zhang Xuan was the first to be affected.
His cultivation level was lower than Jiao'er's, and he was in charge of weapon crafting, which greatly depleted his mental energy, making his defense the weakest.
hum-
A seductive and alluring voice echoed in both of their minds at the same time!
In an instant, countless enchanting illusions arose out of thin air and filled the divine consciousness.
A realm of ultimate bliss, where desires rise and fall...
Various primal urges, directly pointing to the sexual desires of men and women, assaulted their rational defenses like a volcanic eruption.
Even more terrifying is that the pink demonic light seems to carry a strange Daoist principle of union, which can not only arouse desire, but also weaken will and blur the mind.
"Um……"
Jiao'er let out a muffled groan, and a rare hint of bewilderment appeared in her icy blue eyes, which had remained frozen for millennia.
She felt a strange heat rising within her body, her Golden Immortal Dao Body faintly burning, an uncontrollable desire originating from the very source of life.
Zhang Xuan was even more pathetic.
His eyes were bloodshot, his breathing was heavy, and he felt a violent surge of heat rushing from his lower abdomen to the top of his head.
The cold and beautiful face and exquisite figure of Jiao'er before him were now incredibly attractive to him.
Reason was rapidly crumbling, leaving only the most primal impulses roaring.
"Guard your mind, for this is the demonic desire within!"
Jiao'er gritted her teeth, using immense willpower to fight against the strange sensations within her body, attempting to once again condense the Daoist essence of Ice Soul and dispel the demonic thoughts.
However, the backlash from that demonic blade remnant was a desperate gamble; the detonated demonic essence mixed with resentful thoughts and the principles of the Harmony Dao was incredibly powerful.
Moreover, both of them were currently expending a great deal of mental and magical energy, and their defensive capabilities had been reduced to their lowest point.
scoff!
The icy Daoist essence that Jiao'er had condensed was eroded by the pink demonic light, and it even emitted a sound like ice and snow melting. Her delicate body trembled slightly, and her defense weakened further.
Zhang Xuan completely lost his guard, let out a low roar, and involuntarily lunged towards Jiao'er!
"you!"
Jiao'er was both shocked and furious, and instinctively wanted to dodge and suppress the attack.
But the heat and desire stirred within her, along with Zhang Xuan's masculine and aggressive aura, caused her to hesitate for a moment.
It's this very moment!
Zhang Xuan rushed forward, his burning body carrying an irresistible force as he pulled her tightly into his arms.
The moment their bodies touched, it was as if a thunderbolt from the sky had struck a raging fire!
Jiao'er's ice-blue palace dress instantly transformed into fluttering butterflies as Zhang Xuan unconsciously tore it.
A flawless, yet blushing, exquisitely beautiful body was laid bare before Zhang Xuan's eyes.
Those towering, pert snow-capped peaks, that slender waist that could be encircled with one hand, those long, straight, beautiful legs... every part of them exudes a breathtaking allure.
Zhang Xuan's rationality was completely overwhelmed, leaving only his most primal male instincts.
He growled and roughly kissed Jiao'er's cool yet soft lips, his large hands roaming and kneading her smooth, jade-like back.
"Ugh... How dare you!" Jiao'er was filled with shame and indignation, her icy blue eyes filled with a mixture of murderous intent and confusion.
She tried to use her Golden Immortal power to shake off Zhang Xuan, but the demonic thoughts of the Hehuan were like the most potent aphrodisiac, constantly eroding her strength and causing a surge of empty longing deep within her body.
What made her even more disoriented was that the unique aura of the Great Dao on Zhang Xuan, which combined the powerful and vigorous Dao charm of the Immortal Path, the True Meaning of Ten Thousand Daos, and the Burial Foundation of Immortals, actually resonated with and attracted her own Ice Soul Golden Immortal Dao charm in a strange way!
It's as if ice and fire, yin and yang, are destined to blend and complement each other.
This attraction, originating from the realm of Tao, is far more deadly than mere physical desire!
"Ah..." A suppressed moan escaped from Jiao'er's throat.
Her tense body began to soften and yield unconsciously under the combined effects of Zhang Xuan's intrusion and the attraction of the Great Dao.
Zhang Xuan felt the changes in the jade body in his arms and became even more excited.
He swept Jiao'er up in his arms and pressed her against the cold, crystalline palace wall.
Jiao'er's beautiful eyes were glazed over, and her slender legs instinctively wrapped around Zhang Xuan.
"uh-huh……"
Jiao'er let out a painful groan, her delicate body trembling violently.
As soon as the Yin blood appeared, it was immediately attracted and devoured by the surging Yang energy within Zhang Xuan's body!
boom!
Zhang Xuan felt an unimaginably pure and vast icy energy, mixed with wisps of Golden Immortal Daoist charm, surge into his inner world.
The moment this energy came into contact with his own immortal essence and Dao foundation, it was like yin and yang complementing each other, water and fire harmonizing each other, instantly producing a wonderful reaction!
His recently broken through, still somewhat unstable mid-stage True Immortal realm, was visibly solidified and solidified under the nourishment of this pure primordial yin and origin.
Jiao'er also felt a scorching, masculine energy containing boundless vitality and the true meaning of all things, which was returning to her.
This energy was able to subtly nourish her Dao foundation, which had not yet fully recovered due to the burning of her origin, and it also created a subtle balance of Yin and Yang with her Ice Soul Dao.
However, physical pleasure and the fusion of energy did not immediately dispel the demonic thoughts.
On the contrary, under the influence of the Harmony Dao Principles, the two fell into an even more frenzied state of dual cultivation.
Jiao'er, initially resisting and feeling ashamed, gradually lost herself in the ultimate pleasure and resonance with the Great Dao.
She let out suppressed moans and gasps.
Inside the ice crystal palace, spring was in full bloom, with heavy breathing and soft moans mingling together.
The pink magical light gradually faded, replaced by a strange radiance that blended yin and yang and resonated with the Great Dao.
I do not know how long it has been.
When the final backlash from the demonic blade was exhausted, the pink demonic light completely dissipated, and the influence of the Harmony Dao Principles gradually faded away.
In the center of the palace, the Ice Soul Immortal Sword had been fully formed, hovering quietly, exuding the flawless Daoist charm of an immortal artifact.
The madness gradually subsided.
Zhang Xuan lay on Jiao'er's body, breathing heavily, hot sweat dripping onto her glistening skin.
The confusion in Jiao'er's beautiful eyes receded like a tide, returning to her usual coldness, but deep in her eyes, a trace of indescribable complex emotion remained.
Both of them regained consciousness.
Eye contact.
Zhang Xuan saw the lingering blush on Jiao'er's beautiful face and felt the softness and warmth of her delicate body beneath him...
His scalp tingled instantly, his heart pounded, and he realized what had just happened.
"Senior...senior..."
Zhang Xuan wanted to back away, but dared not make a move.
Jiao'er didn't speak, but just stared at him coldly.
That gaze made Zhang Xuan feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
After a long while, Jiao'er finally spoke slowly in her clear, cool voice, which carried a hint of barely perceptible hoarseness: "Go down."
Zhang Xuan felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He quickly took out a spare robe from his storage ring and put it on. Then, he hurriedly took out an ice-blue women's robe and respectfully handed it to Jiao'er.
Jiao'er did not take it, but a flash of icy blue light appeared on her body, and a palace dress made of pure icy Daoist essence covered her breathtakingly beautiful body.
She stood up, and although her movements were still elegant, upon closer inspection, her steps seemed to carry a touch of femininity different from before.