Youth's Cultivation

"Little tiger, hurry up. The God of the bird is not as strong as this ghost now!" The thief bird shouted, but Wang Xiaohu didn't answer. He just pressed one hand on the thief bird's back, and the other hand stretched out towards the Mingyan ghost fire.

As soon as pointing out, the time flow around the ghost fire seemed to slow down!

"Hoo..."

At the same time, the thief bird opened his mouth and swallowed the hell fire and the hell fire lotus the size of the bowl.

The temperature around decreased several times in an instant. Wang Xiaohu left the thief bird's back with both hands. The limitless sky fire swept through and wrapped the Mingyan ghost fire. The next moment, Wang Xiaohu pulled it into his body.

"Ah..."

For a moment, Wang Xiaohu's body lit up a black inflammation, almost in the blink of an eye. Wang Xiaohu's clothes and skin turned into coke. This terrible temperature was enough to make a person die instantly!

The thief bird was also surprised. Is this boy trying to die?

Although it has an extraordinary understanding of fire, the ghost fire is not related to fire. It belongs to the existence of an alien creature.

Wang Xiaohu's breath was almost empty, but Mingyan disappeared for a moment. Although the whole person seemed to be really like coke, there was still vitality in his body!

Wang Xiaohu is suspended in the flame. Although the temperature here drops sharply at the moment, it is still comparable to the original white flame temperature of 600 or 700 feet.

The thief bird waited for a quarter of an hour. Wang Xiaohu didn't seem to wake up, but the burn on his body seemed to be recovering.

"The boy should be fine. Let's refine the earth's inner hell first!" The thief bird muttered, grabbed Wang Xiaohu and flew up!

Although the seven flame divine bird has a different structure in its body, the inflammation of the earth's heart seems to surpass its current level too much, so he needs to refine and absorb it as soon as possible.

The time passed in a trance. For seven months, the cultivation of the thief bird soared and reached the peak of the seventh level, but the earth's inner hell inflammation has not been completely refined.

For it, it doesn't take long to break through the eighth order.

In the past seven months, Wang Xiaohu's body seemed to recover from self-healing, but he never woke up!

But on this day, Wang Xiaohu's eyebrows moved, closed his eyes for some time, and finally opened them.

"Little tiger, you're awake. If you don't wake up, the bird master will go by himself!" The thief bird opened his mouth and said.

Wang Xiaohu didn't speak. He rubbed his head, which was still slightly sore.

"I didn't expect that the ghost fire was so difficult. It took so long to erase the residual thoughts!" Wang Xiaohu finally sat up and smiled. Although it took seven months, he finally succeeded in absorbing it.

However, Wang Xiaohu took a look at the thief bird, hesitated a little, and seemed to give up taking out the soul eating devil bug in front of the thief bird.

Although he has a lot of connections with this guy, Wang Xiaohu didn't want others to know what the shameless Dragon said at the beginning that the master of the soul eating devil bug had been chased and killed by the cultivators in the whole starry sky.

Now, only shameless dragon and Optimus know that Wang Xiaohu has soul eating devil insects. Although xiaota has seen it, he doesn't seem to know what soul eating devil insects are.

It's better for one person to know this kind of thing. After all, the lesson of Optimus was vivid. He was chased and killed for thousands of years. He even had the idea of dying in this world!