Youth's Cultivation

"Little five, pour all your strength into me! Come on! "

The limitless demon immediately answered. Although he knew that if he did so, his original body would collapse instantly, he couldn't help it. Fortunately, with the improvement of Wang Xiaohu's strength, the limitless demon also understood that he could soon have a stronger body.

Wang Xiaohu didn't let the limitless demon fight before, which made the limitless demon panic. He thought his strength was too weak to enter Wang Xiaohu's eyes. After all, the pagoda and the thief bird surpassed him in both cultivation and combat effectiveness. If they lose their function, the limitless demon doesn't know what fate to wait for him, so at this moment, Wang Xiaohu has an order, He gave his full cooperation without hesitation.

Wang Xiaohu was shining with silver, but a black evil spirit rose at the same time. His breath was more than doubled in an instant.

Fortunately, Wang Xiaohu's divine body has entered a juvenile period, otherwise it really can't bear the perfusion of so many magic Qi. After all, the limitless demon spirit is now at the level of the Seventh Fairy king, which is higher than Wang Xiaohu's cultivation.

"Click..."

The limitless demon spirit has just completed the infusion of magic gas. The pyramid frozen by luoyuexian emperor cracks rapidly.

Time seems to be less than three interest.

As soon as Wang Xiaohu's face changed, this guy's strength was far beyond imagination. He didn't even have time to gather the broken star fist. His figure flashed and came to the pyramid, which also collapsed at this time.

Ziyang Immortal Emperor recovered his own self, a purple flame ignited from him, and the gray poison gas was quickly dispersed.

Ziyang Immortal Emperor smashed Wang Xiaohu with a fist. This power is more terrible than the small tower.

"Years!"

Wang Xiaohu raised his hand and clenched his fist. The fist speed of Ziyang Immortal Emperor slowed down, and the silver awn on Wang Xiaohu quickly converged towards his right arm.

"Bang!"

Wang Xiaohu hit it with a fist and collided with Ziyang Immortal Emperor!

"Click..."

A crack appeared in Ziyang Xiandi's split arm, but that's all. Wang Xiaohu's broken star fist failed in the first attack, but it just split Ziyang Xiandi's split arm.

This is a defense. Wang Xiaohu has a toothache.

Although his physical strength has increased a lot, he can never hit the second punch again.

Wang Xiaohu looked at Luo Yuexian emperor. At the moment, Luo Yuexian Emperor didn't seem to come up to help. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Wang Xiaohu's heart was slightly angry. This woman was so careful at this time. Do you want us to lose and pick up the bargain by ourselves.

It seems to understand the meaning in Wang Xiaohu's eyes. Luo Yuexian's pale face coagulates slightly. It seems that he opened his mouth to explain, "in my cold poison eyes, if I do it again, it will completely explode and die!"

Wang Xiaohu didn't know whether this was true or false, but at the moment, he knew there was no way out!

Ziyang Immortal Emperor's separation seemed to be shocked that his arm would be cracked. He knew very well that the hardness of his separation was inferior to that of his body, but it was cracked at the moment.

Ziyang Immortal Emperor saw that Wang Xiaohu seemed to have been hurt. He seemed a little relieved. If the guy opposite was unharmed, he was afraid he would have to flee. This separation cost him too much attention. If he was unable to return to heaven, he would never want this separation to be scrapped here.

Ziyang Immortal Emperor rushed to Wang Xiaohu separately. Wang Xiaohu's figure flashed and came thousands of feet away.