Youth's Cultivation

Ten years later, Wang Xiaohu did not move. Twenty years later, it was still the same. It took 30 years for Wang Xiaohu to open his eyes.

In his eyes, with a ray of boundlessness, the power between heaven and earth seems to be played by an invisible palm, and Wang Xiaohu is now beginning to see the context of the palm.

"Rules, I'm just a beginner!" Wang Xiaohu sighed and knew that his road was still far away.

Wang Xiaohu stood up and looked up at the sky.

The whole Jade Dragon Star is discolored by thunder clouds.

Wang Xiaohu walked out of the secret room. The tower was already standing outside the door. He didn't communicate much. His figure flashed, appeared thousands of feet away, flashed several times, and fell on a desolate sand sea.

In the sky, the purple and gold Thunder Dragon roared. Wang Xiaohu did not dodge and let the purple and gold Thunder Dragon fall on him.

The purple and gold Thunder Dragon, as if he had mastered spirituality, wanted to swallow Wang Xiaohu, but he saw Wang Xiaohu stretch out his palm and gently grasp it with a silver palm to catch the purple and gold Thunder Dragon's head. The purple and gold Thunder Dragon roared and struggled, but all in vain. Zizi thunder was absorbed by Wang Xiaohu's body and continued to exercise his body.

The sky robbers fell one after another, and Wang Xiaohu still stood proudly. He didn't know how many thunder dragons he had absorbed, but he still didn't feel the threat.

Wang Xiaohu looked up at the sky as if he was disappointed. He originally wanted to take advantage of this thunder robbery to make his star divine body further, but it seems that some are not enough!

Unfortunately, Lei Yun didn't understand Wang Xiaohu's mind. After exhausting his power, he dissipated invisibly.

"You're through the disaster?" In the distance, the little tower flew over with a puzzled face.

He relies on swallowing minerals to improve his cultivation. He has only power and immortal spiritual power. Therefore, it seems that there is no natural disaster, but he has seen others cross the disaster. He has never been as relaxed as Wang Xiaohu.

"It's true... Eh, there seems to be a vein under the desert..." Wang Xiaohu was slightly stunned, because the thunder robbery just made a terrible pit hundreds of feet in the sand sea. At the moment, although it was buried by the quicksand around, Wang Xiaohu was shocked by the strong power of fairies.

"Brother Yulong is full of fairy stones. There is a vein. What's rare?" Xiaota is not interested. The immortal spirit stone can't improve his cultivation.

"No, the vein hasn't leaked out yet. It's so rich. The grade of the vein must be not bad. Go down and have a look..." Wang Xiaohu said, pulling the tower and hiding under the sand sea

"Little tiger, what's the hurry to shout out the bird master? Have you figured out that you want the bird Lord to swallow the dog? " The thief bird looked reluctant.

The dog in his mouth is the Jinyang fire crow. After breaking through the fairy king, the thief bird needs a higher flame if it wants to improve again. Now all it can find is the best fairy flame in which the Jinyang fire crow resides.

However, Wang Xiaohu didn't let the thief bird succeed. The Jinyang fire crow was well controlled, which was also a great help. Moreover, the hiding place of Nirvana holy flame was unknown. Although there were residual souls left in the Jinyang fire crow, Wang Xiaohu's soul devouring demons could not eliminate it, and the power of the flame was quite good.

If you want to search the soul, people can't make a fire, let alone Wang Xiaohu, but there's no way for the shameless dragon.

"Look what this is?" Wang Xiaohu spread out his palm.