Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

His limbs, bones and meridians have been infinitely expanded.

Jing Hao bit his teeth and endured the pain that ordinary people can't bear.

At the same time, he mobilized all his accomplishments to melt the energy of this orange light ball.

I don't know how long it took. Jing Hao was sweating all over and his clothes were wet, but the light of the orange ball was much lighter than before.

And the blood vessels under the skin are quiet.

He looked intently and found that his cultivation was much higher.

If there were no suppression by the rules of heaven, he thought that even the emperor was not his opponent in this world.

However, there are sequelae of absorbing the energy of orange photosphere.

His head tingled faintly.

After a moment of silence, he mobilized his cultivation and digested it slowly.

After a moment, it was much better.

Jing Hao stood up, looked at the white cave, raised his mouth and flew out. This time, he didn't turn into red light, but used his real body to cross the ice thousands of meters thick.

Suddenly, he came to the sea of God.

Jing Hao stood in the sky above the divine sea, meditated for a while, stretched out his hand and moved. The calm divine sea began to churn up huge waves.

A huge dragon swam up from the bottom of the sea.

It's a dragon.

Jing Hao flicked his fingers and a red light hit the dragon's head.

The dragon became about a meter long and wrapped around Jing Hao's arm.

Jing Hao stretched out his hand, patted the dragon's head and said to him, "lock the God tower with me first."

The Dragon nodded. Jing Hao was his master and his Savior. He was naturally there wherever he was.

Jing Hao no longer hesitates. After all, this is not his base camp.

But he has nothing to miss.

He was not interested in it either. At first, it was just because the divine power here was good for nourishing the blue yuan God.

Now the blue yuan God has returned to his position. He has nothing in his hand. Naturally, he no longer has a trace of nostalgia for this place.

Without looking back, he took the dragon and flew towards the lock God tower.

Through the boundary formed by the way of heaven, Jing Hao's original God turned into a red light and fell into his real body.

At the moment of falling on his real body, Jing Hao's green veins burst up on his forehead and his face was very painful.

But he gritted his teeth and insisted. He knew that as long as he survived this level, he could do what he wanted to do.

No one can stop it anymore.

Thinking of this, a cold and ferocious smile appeared on Jing Hao's face.

The sky outside the suoshen tower was a little gloomy at this time. Dark clouds blocked the bright sunshine. There was little storm in the sky. It seemed that the sky was going to change.

In an isolated valley in the sky, Cang LAN sat on a stone and was still in a daze.

She and Jing Hao really broke up this time.

There is no room for return.

What appeared before her was Jing Hao's iron green face, a look of despair, and his finally released hand.

Anyway, she hit Jing Hao in her way.

Let him eat his own fruit and taste the pain through his heart.

But at this moment, there was no joy of victory in the dark blue. I felt empty in my heart, as if I was missing a lot of things.

And in the corner of the bottom of her heart, she felt a trace of pain.

She knew she still liked Jing Hao, otherwise she wouldn't be so sad.

But there is still a cloud between the two.