"I'm helping you."

Wenliang started to cheat.

Black Briquettes Rule: "???????" I'm stupid?

Wen Liang: Yes, it’s very silly.

Black Briquette Law stopped and wanted to see Wen Liang's excuse.

"Do you think it hurts when this spirit bomb hits you?"

"...It doesn't hurt." That's the rule that scares me to death.

"Do you think I really hit you?"

"...No." They all hit me, even more frightening.

"Do you think the hair on your body has grown longer and you look better?"

Hey, it's true.

Suddenly I felt eight degrees more beautiful.

Shout an octave higher!

"I'm sorry Wen Youshu, I wronged you."

Wen Liang:hhhhh what a fool.

Wen Liang continued to practice, and when he was tired, he would throw a spiritual energy bomb at Black Coal Ball Principle from time to time.

From time to time, he would startle him, and after he got angry, he would look at Wen Liang with a look like "you are so kind".

Warm and cool, I can’t take my hands off when it’s warm and cool.

Okay, okay, okay, I won’t bully you anymore.

Generous Wenliang thought so.

The rule is that the ratio of the flow speed of the sea of ​​consciousness to the external time is about one hundred to one.

In other words, a hundred years of cultivation inside is only one year in the outside world.

Wen Liang nodded.

knew.

Gained more knowledge.

The ratio between his own sea of ​​consciousness and the outside world is only thirty to one.

Don't take advantage of the bastard for free.

The black coal ball rule is still very useful.

At least time flows slower.

Zhu Jiuyin kept adding heavenly materials and earthly treasures to the formation without hesitation.

The cool remnant soul was nourished with a light luster.

Zhu Jiuyin is very satisfied, super satisfied, and the invincible Thunderbolt is satisfied.

Look, you really have to rely on him at the critical moment, Wen Yu, what kind of thing is that?

He didn't even recognize his own son, and he disappeared for thousands of years.

Zhu Jiuyin thought as he poured in a handful of soul-condensing pills.

The Soul Condensing Pill is very useful to Wen Liang, at least for now.

Warm and nourish the remaining soul.

Wen Liang practiced crazily in the sea of ​​consciousness of laws.

But the tail is not long.

Only when he grows nine tails can he leave the sea of ​​​​consciousness of the law.

When Wen Liang heard the news, he almost got emotional and strangled the black coal ball law with one hand.

So fucking infuriating.

It’s not too early to say this.

Forget it, let’s not mention the black coal briquettes, it will make me angry when I mention them.

The formation began to become bloodthirsty, and many of the demons guarding the formation began to look pale and weak.

But no one knows what's going on.

Bai Ze clasped the decorations on the pear wood table and looked at the statistical data collected by the demon.

He has now successfully regained his position as priest, and the great demons bow to him.

He is a well-deserved demon king.

At least in Kunlun Mountain, he is.

Baize and Da Zhen coexist.

The formation has become bloodthirsty, and so has he. Recently, the frequency has increased from one demon cultivator every three days to one demon cultivator a day, and the trend is still increasing.

He feels very good and relaxed both physically and mentally.

Go to the formation alone and throw the corpse whose blood has been drained by him into the formation.

The formation trembled slightly for a few times.

The body disappeared instantly.

Bai Ze rubbed his temples: "You should be smaller, otherwise you will be discovered if you move too much."

Da Zhen trembled slightly, indicating that he understood.

After eating so many corpses, the formation gradually began to possess human intelligence.

I started to express my emotions.

Last time it took him two days to give him a corpse, and the formation trembled crazily for half a minute before it stopped.
Chapter completed!