No matter who comes up and gets beaten up, he will feel a sense of evil fire.

What's more, it's a giant-level figure like it!

This breath cannot be suppressed and must be vented.

As for why he always admits his conscience with He Xiaotian or even provides him with the help of him, he can recover from his injuries quickly.

Otherwise, do you think this bird is so easy to fool?

On the other side, Gao's sub-sage saint heard the eagle's cry and woke up.

He immediately became excited when he looked at the patriarch who was fighting with the giant demons in the deep sea and the juniors who had fought with the mutant tribes.

Can't give up!!

I am the highest combat power in the clan. If even I give up, wouldn’t the Gao family perish here?

How can this be worthy of the ancestors?

So, Gao Shi Yasheng stood up again!!

He is not fighting alone.

He Xiaotian looked at the message prompt in the upper left corner of his sight and fell into deep thought.

[Giant Spirit Array: Stage + 1. Tips!!! Instantly extract a large amount of spiritual energy around it, prompting your body to suddenly increase to a level. The user will suffer great pain all the time, and his body will also be damaged.]

Made, this thing is a perfect match for him and someone.

Great pain? Damage?

Don't make trouble. He Xiaotian, who has several weakening mechanisms, obviously won't care about the so-called pain.

And it is easier to deal with the damage caused by the body.

"Anti-yin Futian Futian Fu" is not a decoration, it recovers from 10% of its injuries and never makes fun of you.

Didn't you see that after he was covered with talismans, he once hit the sub-saint of Gao into autism?

"Giant spirit!!"

All those who were fighting stopped involuntarily.

Because at that moment, all the spiritual energy around was drained away, leaving this area in a vacuum area.

Some people could not even use magic, so they could only fight with the enemy with their turtle fists.

"boom----"

Except for "Immortal Demon Body", the rest of the martial arts have been upgraded to the level of a fifth-level semi-saint.

The demon body directly reached the level of the sixth-level sub-saint!!

Although He Xiaotian's body was a little painful, he could withstand it. Compared with the fist of the Assassin, it was a little raindrop.

A little bit of ashes floated under the dragon scales, and the body was directly ignored by the "Anti-yin Bu Tian Fu Talisman" and repaired it all the time due to the injuries caused by the formation.

"roar----"

He Xiaotian shouted angrily. The Nine-Headed Bird was right. This power is really powerful. No wonder he dared to boast about Haikou and let him experience what the happiness of a strong man is.

The strong, really happy.

"You have been strengthened, go and send it...ah! Go and avenge me!" The Nine-headed Bird shouted. Although it planned to make He Xiaotian's idea of ​​"the top pot" was not very good, the things that the surname He obtained this time were beyond imagination.

If possible, He Xiaotian even wanted to say to it, to do it a few more times.

Get a few punches to get a sharp weapon to kill the enemy, and it's a super trump card.

No matter how you look at it, this business is not a loss, but it still makes a lot of money!

The Gao family's sub-sage sage was influenced by the bloody battles of the tribesmen. His whole body was not as decadent as before, and was full of fighting spirit called faith.

He wants to set a good example for his younger generations.

"Come on! Fight again!"

After he finished speaking, he rushed towards He Xiaotian.

If you can't kill one punch, you can punch two punches, and if you can't do two punches, you can't make up three punches!

If you don’t believe it, you can’t kill me.

Just as he arrived in front of him, he was kicked in the face with one foot.

On the way back, the sub-saint was once again confused.

He didn't care about being kicked in the nose, and the belief that rose in his heart was broken again.

Something is wrong, this force is no more than mine.

Even though he wanted to break his head, he couldn't figure out how He Xiaotian could continue to climb up to his realm during the battle.

Could it be that I am not only a fake sub-saint, but also a fake person?

OK, the mentality that finally got stuck this time has collapsed again.

‘No! The whole world is fake. The Gao family does not exist, and I do not exist either.’

He Xiaotian's kick was unprecedented and he kicked out a schizophrenic.
Chapter completed!