Youth's Cultivation

It seems that it is the golden brilliance inhaled in his body, which has a general sense of intelligence.

However, no matter how hard Hong Tao tried, he could not disperse the golden light absorbed into his body. The golden light relic, which he regarded as a treasure, still exuded a peaceful golden light and poured into his limbs and bones. The spiritual power in his body seemed to be trapped in the mud, and the running speed was like a turtle, which was completely out of his control.

Hong Tao wanted to throw the golden beads out in fear, but the golden beads turned into streamers and danced around to avoid the capture of Hong Tao again and again.

"Little human, it's ridiculous. At this stage, you still want to resist. Hey hey, let me devour you, Jie!"

Among the flying golden beads, there was a wanton laughter.

Hong Tao was terrified. He dared to stay inside the cave, so he quickly ran outside the cave. As long as he could stay away from the golden beads, he was sure to clean up the hidden dangers in his body.

However, Hong Tao just took three steps, but he suddenly stood up and looked at the figure blocking the exit in shock, "you, you're not dead!"

"Hehe, let elder Hong down!" Wang Xiaohu sneered, and those eyes quickly emerged two circling Black Lotus, which made Hong Tao's consciousness and thinking fall into a dead silence

"It's really troublesome to keep the flesh!" Wang Xiaohu muttered that at the moment, the spiritual power in Hong Tao's body is restrained by the limitless demon. Although it takes a lot of time to completely devour and transform it, for a moment, Hong Tao can't mobilize the spiritual power. For himself, the refining virtual environment without spiritual power is completely a lamb to be slaughtered under the gaze of the eyes of death.

However, this body actually needs to be used. If you punch down, even if you don't collapse, you won't go there!

"Well, these things wake up. Try their power now!" Wang Xiaohu thought. With a wave of his hand, a black fog flew out, flashed and disappeared, and got into the center of Hongtao's eyebrows!

Less than three breaths, Hong Tao seemed to regain consciousness and screamed with his head in his arms.

"Ah..."

"Ah, damn it, what the hell is this!"

"You, who are you?"

At the moment, how can Hong Tao not know the abnormality of Wang Xiaohu? Because the voice in the ancient demon spirit calls Wang Xiaohu the master and is called the master by such a strange thing. How can Hong Tao not know that all this is Wang Xiaohu's conspiracy, but he can't figure out how this guy avoided before. There is no second way in this cave

"Damn it, this seat will make you regret!" The spiritual power in Hong Tao's body has lost control, but there are countless more terrible things in the yuan God, as if swallowing his divine power.

With a whoosh, a virtual shadow flew out of Hongtao's eyebrows and flew towards Wang Xiaohu's eyebrows.

Although he doesn't know what the boy's origin is and how to do this, Hong Tao naturally thinks that as long as he takes the boy away, the things controlled by the boy are not completely harmless to himself and can even be used for himself. Although giving up his body makes him feel pain, if he can take the secret of the boy as his own, It doesn't seem to suffer much. Even those terrible eyes, the insects that devour the spirits and even the strange things in the golden beads are not ordinary!

Ideal is always full, at least for Hong Tao!