I Can See the Experience Value

As far as that? Many people who were thinking about killing He Xiaotian thought about this issue very carefully. In the end, it was Zeng Hong's father, World Honored One, who made the decision - kill!

If you don't keep it, why don't you continue to watch the Great Demon King act as a demon? Like this kind of scourge, it is good for everyone to solve it as soon as possible. Then he announced domineeringly that the Zeng family was responsible for all losses.

The weapons of these guys are naturally strong and weak. The strong attract firepower, and the end is doomed to perish. The weak came in and cut He Xiaotian's body with knives.

Regardless of whether their goals can be achieved, the loss this time is really a bit miserable. One or two holy weapons, if they are gone, they will be gone. The key is that from the invasion to the present, more than ten have been directly damaged!

Each one is genuine, not a half-baked piece made by young people opportunistically. Fortunately, the World Honored One's family has the bottom line, otherwise one counts as one, and all of them will be howling.

Since ancient times, the casting of holy soldiers has always been a difficult point. I don't know how many years ago, the strength of a saint was measured by whether he had a saint soldier by his side.

Because just casting a weapon is not enough, you have to kill a saint of the same level, only the blood of the weapon can be called the soldier of the saint.

To some extent, the strength of a weapon represents the status and qualifications of its owner. The more you drink the blood of a strong person in the same realm, the stronger you will naturally be.

Otherwise, it is just a semi-finished product, and it can only bully practitioners who are lower than their own realm. No matter which planet the saint is on, his status is one of the best, and he is the founder of the sect.

This level wants to kill and drink blood? Difficult, as difficult as climbing to the sky. If one is not done well, before the blood is drunk, he may be killed on the spot by others.

Such examples abound in history, which can be called lessons of blood and tears. Facts have proved that the living will not be suffocated by urine. It is said that modern people play with flowers, but the alien cubs from other planets are actually not bad.

The new generation of young people who have advanced to become saints have found another way. When the holy soldier is cast, choose to cut yourself. Feed your own soldiers with your holy blood.

As a result, a new generation of holy soldiers casting method was born out of nowhere, which made the old generation of saints who possessed holy weapons vomit blood with anger. Cooperating with us to fight life and death, the weapons that we only got out of after a narrow escape, in your hands, just cut yourself off?

Of course, opportunism is not without cost, and their holy weapons are more than a little weaker than the blades of veteran powerhouses. After all, it was only a small amount of blood on my body, so how could it compare to others devouring a true saint?

If you want to achieve something along the way of cultivation,

Tianjiao, who is aiming at the end of the peak, will naturally not choose this despicable path. Still obeying the most primitive casting rules, the law of the jungle preys on the sacrificial sacrificial knife.

And it is precisely these holy soldiers who seem to be joking, but now they have become the main force to strangle He Xiaotian. The weapons of the veteran saints have all become cannon fodder and scapegoats.

Just kidding, half-baked holy soldiers are naturally much weaker than real holy soldiers. But facing people below the saints, it can be said to be a crushing sweep.

What's more, apart from the destroyed heaven and earth altar of the Gao family, there is no second thing that can restrain the saint from exerting his full strength.

So the half-baked holy soldier can unscrupulously and fully display the original lethality. I don't know if He Xiaotian can survive. Anyway, he is struggling now.

More than a dozen holy soldiers gathered together, swooping down from top to bottom with awe-inspiring killing intent, this is definitely the second biggest crisis He Xiaotian has ever faced.

the biggest?

Naturally, it was the evil god Meng who accidentally showed a "leg" while swimming in the clouds and mist.

Every weapon has a bloody aura around it, and that evil aura is not much weaker than thousands of troops and horses. Moreover, from a long distance away, a trace of sharp air leaked from the weapon, directly split He Xiaotian's face, and blood flowed out.

With the ashes falling from under the clothes and the consumption of the "Anti-Yin Mending Talisman", the injury healed in an instant.

This is still the result of several layers of weakening. If there were no such damage reduction mechanisms, He Xiaotian might be seriously injured and lie on the ground before meeting his face, allowing him to be slaughtered.

The soldiers of the saints are terrifying.

He Xiaotian has a toothache, it's too much face. He felt that out of these dozens of weapons, he might not be able to carry one of them alone. What's more, it has doubled, who can resist it!

When the two sides met each other, they were afraid that they would be torn apart by knives in an instant. His "Anti-Yin Mending the Sky Talisman" is a bug, but it can't regenerate a broken limb, and even automatically piece together the split body.

Mad, the current practitioners are a little grumpy. If you don't agree with me, you will do it. Besides, I haven't said a word to you yet! !

"Nonsence----"

A mouthful of saliva was sprayed at the saint soldiers, causing them to be far away in other stars, and the saints who controlled their weapons were full of confusion.

Before you die, you also want to cast aside us shamelessly and work together to surround and kill you?

A group of people blushed. After all, they were really a bit shameless.

So many people dispatched a lot of weapons just to kill an aborigine who is not even in the Three Flowers Realm. If it spreads out, countless people will laugh at him to death.

Unfortunately, they would be wrong.

"Five Elements Escape" - water escape technique.

With a groan, He Xiaotian disappeared on the spot, causing more than a dozen holy soldiers to rush to nothing.

"Boom—"

The newly established manor, not to mention ascension to heaven, was reduced to ashes before the pictures were taken.

Yes, not a single blade of grass was left.

The sunken ground is square.

As if someone had accurately measured it, it was pitch black and bottomless.

Roger, who had just sent off the construction team, turned around and looked at the disappearing manor in front of him with a dull expression on his face.

What about my home?

In addition, if I remember correctly, there is a forest with a diameter of ten miles on the way to the manor!

Roger: "Who? Who? I can't kill you bastard..."

Halfway through, I really can't go on.

The moment he roared, more than a dozen holy soldiers set sail again from the pit, rushed to the sky and prepared to continue the pursuit.

It's just that one of them seemed to have heard Roger's resentful words, and suddenly turned his head.

What are you talking about, boy?

I didn't hear it just now.

"?!"

Roger immediately froze in place, screaming in his heart that he was going to die.

It feels like the other party releases his breath casually, and he has to spiral up to the sky.

"Hey, I'm just kidding, you can do whatever you want! It's not enough, I'll rebuild it again."

If not a big man who can become a minister, he can stretch and shrink like an old tortoise.

"Whoosh—"

Hearing the words, Shengbing seemed to forgive him for his unrestrained speech, and turned his head to follow the big army to find He Xiaotian's trouble.

"Plop!"

Roger collapsed on the ground, the pressure was too great.

"Brother Leg, who did you mess with again?"

He felt that he would have to go to the hospital for a full-body examination later, and who could stand being stimulated every day.

Well, both of them couldn't stand it anymore.

Magic City Scavenger Headquarters Building, in a special room.

As usual, Zeng Hong turned on the TV to watch the program.

He is quite satisfied with his current life.

There is no flirting or intrigue, just like a retired old man all day long, drinking tea and watching dramas. Most importantly, there is no need to hang a sign to attract customers.

When he was receiving water in front of the water dispenser, he saw the bucket roaring up and down.

"?!"

"Wow--"

A figure broke through the bucket and got out, pouring Zeng Hong into a drowned chicken.

"demon king."

Such an ingenious appearance really made the son of the World Honored one feel a little bit annoyed.

Is there any difference between the Scavenger headquarters building and your home? ?

It's not that you come when you want, or you go when you want.

What do you mean by not taking the usual path?

In addition, I TM used the water dispenser for half a month!

Maybe how those scavengers will criticize themselves, or they will have to lose money.

"It's too late, hurry up and get in the car... Ah! It's too late, hurry up and use it as a shield for me!" He Xiaotian stretched out his hand and grabbed the other person's neck. Then the whole person broke through the wall like a bull, and rushed to another room with Zeng Hong.

The thirteenth prince who was sitting on the toilet: "..."

Then when both sides were silent, the prince put the magazine in his hand on his exposed buttocks to cover it.

I just knew you were uneasy and kind, now that you have finally let go of your animal heart, are you ready to attack this prince?

The thirteenth prince was silent, with two lines of tears in his eyes.

He especially wanted to shout the slogan that it is better to be broken than to be whole. Although the scene is a bit inappropriate, it is the most passionate words he can think of, and it can show that he will never succumb to violence.

It's just that the words came to my lips, but I couldn't shout them out.

It's better to be beaten to death just once, right?

Of course, this thing is only once and countless times.

Maybe, why not follow the Great Demon King?

Just when his mind was full of strange thoughts, He Xiaotian's voice sounded.

"Put up your pants quickly, and your kid will also stand up as a shield for me."

"???"

The thirteenth prince fell into confusion when he heard the words, you are sure you said the right thing.

Let me pull up my pants instead of taking them off?

So, he quickly followed He Xiaotian's words.

Being able to preserve her virginity is obviously more important than anything else.

It's just that the moment he pulled up his pants, he suddenly thought that he didn't seem to...

Before he could continue to think about it, he was lifted up by the surname He and held in front of him.

"Boom!!"

When he finished everything, Zeng Hong and the thirteenth prince found that the door that locked the two of them was gone.

Outside, in mid-air, more than a dozen weapons were suspended, pointing straight at the three of them.

He Xiaotian looks like a terrorist in a criminal action movie, holding two hostages in front of him.

Then, the false saints who controlled the weapons sat on the wax collectively.

Cursing words such as despicable, shameless, etc., jumped out of their mouths.

After thousands of calculations, he never expected that the surname He would use the son of the World Honored One and the prince as a shield.

And you're too fast, aren't you?

Even the Holy Soldiers can't catch up with you! !

They miscalculated He Xiaotian's ability to escape, so they could only swallow the bitter fruit.

"Don't move, just strangle them both."

Seeing these powerful weapons, He Xiaotian vaguely seemed to separate and close the encirclement, so he immediately said aloud.

Since it was aimed at oneself, most of them may be good deeds done by alien cubs.

So these two noble guys are undoubtedly excellent shields.

Of course, if he miscalculates, he can also use the escape technique in time to escape.

At worst, Lao Tzu fled far away and plunged into the space of the bronze door.

But now it seems that he guessed right!

It was really a good thing done by those aliens.

Hemp wheat skin!

In order to kill me, you spent a lot of money, this is it.

Do you want to make it so big?

"Don't be afraid, let's see the old man's soul-breaking technique."

More than a dozen holy soldiers who successfully sneaked into the world, one of the controllers transmitted voices to the others.

If you can't come to Ming, can I come to Yin to make it?

He Xiaotian: "?!"

A dazzling sense of crisis erupted from one of the short daggers.

Not good, to die!

High-speed hand-typed text, I can see the chapter list of experience points