Youth's Cultivation

At this time, Wang Xiaohu played more and more smoothly, and couldn't stop talking about the black faced man.

"Lao Hei, come on, you see, no matter how fast you throw it, you can attack me!" Wang Xiaohu said happily and played for a quarter of an hour. Their figures were like lightning, green and red. They collided hundreds of times. I don't know. Wang Xiaohu's control over his own power was increasing rapidly. Even if the spiritual power collided, he would step back seven or eight steps at most, not to be out of balance.

After half an hour of fighting, Wang Xiaohu also knew that his control would end in a short time. He still needed to fight with different people to improve.

However, looking at the meaning of refining the virtual environment, it seems that it doesn't mean to continue to fight.

A cunning light flashed in Wang Xiaohu's eyes. The silver long knife really looked very good. His dragon and Phoenix double swords were dim at the moment.

However, Wang Xiaohu had planned to re forge, so he didn't feel bad.

But before leaving, Wang Xiaohu naturally wanted to take away what he liked. He saw his wings waving behind him, a red light flashing, and rushed towards the black faced man!

The black faced man was used to it. He knew that Wang Xiaohu wanted to fight with him, so he quickly retreated.

However, this time, it seems a little different. Wang Xiaohu's figure flashed away and appeared again. He has reached less than a foot in front of the black faced man!

"Loosen my knife!" Wang Xiaohu cut off with a sword brush. The black faced man's face changed and instinctively released his hand. The long knife fell and was caught by Wang Xiaohu!

The black faced man stepped back, roared and was about to rush up again!

"Well, isn't it a shame? Step back! " A voice of vicissitudes came, and the black faced man's face changed in an instant.

When he looked back, he saw an old man standing in front of many lianxujing elders in Jiulong Mountain. He was dressed in sackcloth, his hair was gray, his eyes were deeply sunken, and the skin on his hands was as dry as dead wood.

But the old man gives people a profound feeling. At least Lu Tai, the peak of refining virtual environment, will be completely ignored.

"Grandpa! How did you get out! " The black faced man exclaimed and knelt down in the void!

"I've seen Shizu!" The sudden appearance of the old man made Lu Tai and others look cold and kneel down one after another.

Wang Xiaohu was scolding his mother in his heart. That bastard Lu Qi didn't tell himself that there was such an old monster in Jiulong Mountain. You know, Wang Xiaohu won't find fault even if he kills him.

Before, I felt a wave of mind sweeping over me. It was obvious that there was an old monster in Jiulong Mountain.

So Wang Xiaohu didn't hurt anyone at last. Otherwise, the black faced man had to leave his arms at least.

But the old man seems to have reached the peak of the fit environment, which is no worse than Canglin, the head of the Hailong family, and Ao tianlie, the Lord of the sea god hall, whom he met in the endless West Sea.

It's amazing that there is such a presence among these third rate forces, but Wang Xiaohu is also thinking that he has a few chances to escape now!

Put away the spirit sword and the long knife that had been taken by him. Wang Xiaohu held two black ice fire beads in his hand. In the face of such an old monster, Wang Xiaohu had to do so to give himself a trace of almost escape.

Today, his accomplishments have improved a lot. If it's just the early stage of the fit environment, Wang Xiaohu is still 70% sure, but in the face of the peak of the fit environment, the probability is less than 30%, and the old man has to estimate the casualties of Jiulong Mountain, otherwise he will be cool!