"Yitian, what else do you want?"
The aloof saint Chu Qingyan, whose engagement was broken off by Yi Tian, was now feeling the hot and boiling blood of the man in front of her. Her hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and her cold eyes were filled with mist.
Yi Tian, who has lived in the prehistoric world for ten thousand years, travels through the world of Tai Cang with the "Nine Transformations of Xuanyuan Gong"!
While others cultivated immortality and wielded swords, he cultivated magic, body, and spirit, and single-handedly overthrew the entire civilization of immortality, and used martial arts to achieve the Tao of Hunyuan!
Looking at the stunning saint in front of him who was pretending to be calm but feeling lost in his heart, Yi Tian grabbed her slender waist with one hand and pressed her into his arms.
His hot breath brushed against her red earlobes, and his voice was low and domineering: "At the beginning, I played the role of a dandy and broke off the engagement, but you became a cold saint. But why are you a sick girl now?"
Chu Qingyan's legs softened, completely immersed in this ultimate sense of security and crazy possessiveness.
However, it was not just the cold saint who was coveting this prehistoric body.
The master of Ziji Peak, who was lazy, beautiful, and extremely protective, tapped his hard chest with his fingertips: "Xiao Yitian, let me personally unblock your meridians tonight..."
After thousands of years of prehistoric times, I, Yi Tian, should be invincible in this world.
No matter if your enemy is a woman or not, just bulldoze them all the way!
But just when I was enjoying my invincibility, why did I get involved in those stupid things from the prehistoric era?
