Youth's Cultivation

"Biboling? No, how could this be a cyan token? You and the other pills in the hidden pill cave were taken by you! " The wind roared.

"What do you say? Old man, if you have this Kung Fu, you'd better take care of the young clan leader of Hailong family around you first! By the way, it should be the former young patriarch... "

Wang Xiaohu looked at the cold young monk in the early stage of refining the virtual environment.

At first, Wang Xiaohu didn't doubt this person, but when the halberd appeared, there was a strong fluctuation of spiritual power on this person, and it seemed that he was really familiar!

Feng Tianxing's face suddenly changed and looked at the cold youth in the early stage of refining the virtual environment.

"Damn it, the little Lord will tear you to pieces today!" The cold young man was naturally Cang Li, the former head of the young clan who left the Hailong clan.

Although he left the Hailong clan, he didn't go far. Instead, he searched near the place where Wang Xiaohu fled. However, after several years, his patience was worn out. Finally, he could only choose to leave the endless West Sea and look elsewhere.

Who would have thought that he should meet this guy at the moment.

Cangli's breath soared in an instant, and his cultivation accomplishments restored the peak of refining emptiness in the twinkling of an eye. Moreover, he was covered with pieces of dragon scales, like a monster, ready to choose someone to eat at any time.

"Several predecessors, please calm down. Here, here is the space channel!" A middle-aged man at the peak of huashenjing, with a bitter face and a hard scalp!

"Hum!"

Cang Li snorted coldly and didn't start. Even if he had confidence in his own defense, he didn't have confidence to live in the collapsed space channel!

"Hehe, old man Feng, we have a chance to meet for a while anyway. Come and tell me what the ghost is?" Wang Xiaohu is very curious.

The wind was cold and hummed, obviously not going to answer.

"These talismans are portrayed by the blood of the seventh order sea dragon. Poseidon, the spirit beast of that year, is a ninth order sea dragon who has survived eight natural disasters. It is only one step away from the legendary land of true immortals, but it died in the ninth natural disaster. Then the sea god refined the sea god horn and the sea god halberd, so the sea god halberd will react to the blood of the sea dragon like this!"

However, Cangli on one side unexpectedly told Wang Xiaohu the reason. Obviously, he didn't have any good intentions, but didn't want Wang Xiaohu to be caught by the people of the sea temple again.

"Oh, I see! In other words, Wang has no big grudges with the sea family, and killing Ao tianlie of the sea temple is regarded as revenge for your father. Why don't we join hands to make the old man? The sea god horn is of no use to me, and it's not negotiable to give it back to you! " Wang Xiaohu said, as if he was still looking forward to working with Cangli.

Killing the Lord of the sea god temple and following the sea god temple is naturally impossible. Although the sea family is bound to inherit the sea god, at present, Cangli obviously has no such power.

"You and Ao tianlie were really killed by you?" Cangli was shocked and cautious. Although he guessed, Wang Xiaohu's accomplishments were incredible.

"Hum, nonsense, with your ability, how is it possible..." Feng Tianxing angrily scolded.

"This, familiar?" Wang Xiaohu smiled and took out a black ice fire bead. At the beginning, Ao tianlie exploded six, and the remaining three were naturally obtained by Wang Xiaohu.

This time, Feng Tianxing and Cangli stopped talking. This shock is really too big.

The other two friars, who were at the peak of the spirit realm, dared not say more, and looked at Wang Xiaohu with a pale face.