Youth's Cultivation

At the moment, Wang Xiaohu didn't have the slightest intention of avoiding or using space to escape. A silver light appeared on him, and the stars in his body converged towards his arm.

At this time, Wang Xiaohu turned out an ancient Dan stove in his hand. He grew strong in the wind and expanded rapidly. He held the Dan stove in his hands behind him.

"Dangdang..."

Bursts of clear sound are not obvious in the turbulent flow of meteorites, but the Dan furnace blocks most of the meteorites.

However, with each collision, Wang Xiaohu's arms were as numb and trembling as a heavy hammer.

Fortunately, the stars in Wang Xiaohu's body gathered in his arms, and there was dark and yellow Qi to repair his body. Finally, he didn't throw away the Dan stove.

At this time, the moon shadow embraces Wang Xiaohu with both arms from behind, and the body is only attached. It seems that it is to make Wang Xiaohu realize how absurd he said he had no chest and no ass. the moon shadow's elastic chest is attached to Wang Xiaohu's back

"Hiss..."

I don't know how long it has been in the past, Wang Xiaohu's arms have been numb. They seem to have experienced 10000 years in the whirlpool. In front of Wang Xiaohu, there is finally a light

...

"Hey, whoosh..."

"Ah..."

"Wulalalulu..."

Strange tones shook Wang Xiaohu's heart. The sky around him was like a sky fire. Countless fireballs appeared on his side. Wang Xiaohu was surprised to find that those fireballs were meteorites that had just taken off from the black vortex with himself. At the same time, there were Chu Xing's soul in a golden armor, but had fallen into a coma.

The moon shadow seemed to have passed out. Although Wang Xiaohu blocked most of her attacks, the scattered meteorites still hit the moon shadow and lost too much blood, which made her fall into a coma, but her arm still tightly hugged Wang Xiaohu.

Wang Xiaohu was surprised to find that there was a flame burning on his side. He seemed to rush to the ground under a huge fireball.

However, those flames were swallowed by the dark yellow flame in Wang Xiaohu's body and disappeared rapidly.

"Ho ho..."

"Run..."

"Sky falling meteorite, sky falling meteorite, these barbarians really have this power..."

A roar mixed with countless screams came into his ear, and Wang Xiaohu glanced down in surprise.

In a black city, countless giants more than ten feet tall, holding long guns, short sticks, bows, arrows and stone axes, are standing at the head of the city, shouting like wild animals.

Outside the city, it seems that there are no less than a million Terran troops, but at the moment, the sky outside the city is full of meteorites. When large and small fireballs hit the ground, they will always kill three or five people.

The ground has long been riddled with holes, and the well-equipped army has been completely disordered at the moment. All the fallen soldiers are deserters. They can't resist this inhuman force at all.

What shocked Wang Xiaohu even more was that he seemed to feel that the reason why these meteorites would fall here was that around an altar in the city, more than 100 thin old people wearing white robes and much smaller than those giants were chanting some spells and shaking their hands irregularly. From time to time, an old man in white robes would fall down without breath.

Nearby, someone will come forward and take the dead old man away immediately