Soon, the low-mouthed singing became a high-pitched symphony, and violent shocks sounded in the palace and spread far away under the moonlit night.
Wang Hao is the holy body of the human race, and his combat power is unparalleled in the world. He is regarded as the number one genius of the human race, so there is no need to say that.
Mu Xi is also not weak, with a congenital Taoist body and awesome talent. In any era, he is a powerful existence that crushes all the heroes and can be called the supreme existence.
At this moment, the combination of the human holy body and the innate Tao body is undoubtedly a very meaningful moment in the history of cultivation.
As the two-winged Golden Tiger said, it may be possible to give birth to a congenital holy body.
The human holy body was incomparable physical strength, and was eager to cure wounds and save people. The high-pitched symphony lasted until dawn the next day, and the sound gradually subsided.
The Nirvana Sutra and the method of the Holy Emperor are naturally effective, otherwise it would not last for such a long time.
Wang Hao collapsed into a mud, and his energy was gone. On the other hand, Mu Xi was refreshing and his skin was smooth and moist, as if he had been moistened by the fairy dew, and his whole body exuded vitality.
There is also a mature young woman's style.
Her bright and fair back, the scars on the road have disappeared and have been smoothed out.
But this does not mean that Mu Xi’s Great Dao scars have been healed. The Nirvana Sutra and the method of Emperor Shengshang can cure the symptoms, but cannot cure them.
"The effect is very good, the scars are gone." Mu Xi said to Wang Hao with a smile, revealing her beautiful back.
"It's a pity that it's not cured." Wang Hao was listless, his eyelids were tilted, his eyes were black, and he was weak, as if he had been drained from his essence.
"That's fine. The treatment effect was beyond my expectations. At least you don't have to worry about the scars of the Great Dao at the moment. If the scars gradually appear in the future, then let's practice again."
Mu Xi retreated into Wang Hao's arms like a kitten, leaning on his chest with a flawless face, and his voice was as delicate as water.
Wang Hao's body was clever, and a cold air rose from the bottom of his heart and spread throughout his body.
Practice again?
He didn't want to continue practicing like this. Whether it was the Nirvana Sutra, the Saint Queen and the Human Holy Body, he used the Holy Body as a medium to make Mu Xi Nirvana.
This has caused too much damage to him. Now he has to hold the wall when walking, and he has become a soft-legged shrimp.
The ancient holy body was actually squeezed to this point, which shows how hard the process was.
No matter what Wang Hao said, he was unwilling to try again.
"It's better to look for Daoyuan Fruit. Isn't that thing also healing your Dao wounds?" Wang Hao was powerless and let Mu Xi's cloud-like hair pour over his chest. He stretched out his hand to caress him.
Ping's strength was gone, and his face was terrible.
"The Daoyuan Fruit is too difficult to find, so this method is better. I fell in love with it once."
Mu Xi's voice is shy and she knows the taste of eating the marrow.
Wang Hao didn't know where the strength came from, and his head shook like a twitch: "No, I can't bear it. This method consumes too much, and you're too crazy."
A hint of blushing over Mu Xi's pretty face, she hugged the man in front of her, and said in a voice like a mosquito and flies: "Do you... don't like it..."
"I……"
Two black lines appeared on Wang Hao's head. Mu Xi was a bottomless pit and he couldn't afford to like it.
...
Half an hour later.
Mu Xi was so energetic that he flew out, Wang Hao bent over and hunched out of the wall.
It was dim in the morning, and Wang Hao quietly touched the deserted village, secretly took out the ten-delicate chickens, and came to a remote corner.
"Damn it, I saw the ghost!"
Seeing Wang Hao's pale and bloodless face with his panda-like dark circles, Shizhen Chicken was shocked.
"My great and supreme master, what's wrong with you...has the essence of the goblin sucked by that goblin?"
Ten rare chickens were extremely surprised.
It is very thief, calling Wang Hao great and supreme, and the rainbow fart is shocking. Because it knows that Wang Hao is the lord of a deserted village, he curses him and is safe and worry-free in the village.
"Stop talking nonsense, lay eggs quickly!"
Wang Hao took out a knife and pressed it against Shizhenji's neck.
Shizhenji was scared to death and said stammeringly: "Master...Master, don't be so cruel. I just laid eggs yesterday, but today I really have no eggs to lay..."
"I believe you!"
Wang Hao rolled his eyes, and he was always skeptical about the ability of Shizhen Chicken to lay eggs.
I saw it with my own eyes that this guy laid two eggs in one day.
Moreover, it eats the eggs by itself every time it lays, and the fat and water do not flow from outside the country. In addition, it has taken a lot of blood and blood medicines recently, so it has absolutely excess energy in its body, not just one egg a day.
"Down quickly, otherwise you will be stewed and replenish your essence." Wang Hao handed the knife in his hand forward.
"I cry..."
The ten-degree chicken was in tears. Under the intimidation of force, it could only choose to surrender. However, it squatted on the ground and whispered for a long time without any progress.
"Brother, I really can't get out..." Shizhenji was almost crying.
"If I can't get it out, I can only eat you."
Wang Hao held the knife in one hand against Shizhenji's neck, and began to pluck his hair with the other hand.
"Forget it, I'll just go..."
The Shizhen Chicken was like a young wife who was angry, with extremely resentment. She squatted on the ground, and she used all her energy to eat, and finally laid an egg.
"this……"
Wang Hao looked at the egg for a long time and said suspiciously: "Soft-skinned egg, can it work?"
"Brother, don't be picky. I haven't eaten since yesterday. It's good to have soft skin. This effect is a little worse, but after eating it, you will be able to restore your fierce look.
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Wang Hao nodded, removed the soft skin on the outside, and swallowed the egg whites and egg liquid inside into his stomach in one bite.
Half an hour later...
When Wang Hao stood up again, he was indeed restored to the fierce state of dragon spirit and tiger as Shi Zhen said.
The essence consumed for Mu Xi's Nirvana was completely replenished.
"It's worthy of being the ten treasure eggs comparable to magical medicine. The soft skin has such miraculous effects. I thank you!"
Wang Hao looked at the Ten Treasure Chicken with a bright smile. This guy is really a treasure.
Raising it in a deserted village means that there is a magical medicine in the deserted village that can be produced continuously.
"Brother, if you really thank me, hurry up and help me get some food. From yesterday to now, I have not eaten and starved to death..."
Ten treasures of chickens cry.
"What do you want to eat?" Wang Hao asked.
"Dragon liver, phoenix gallbladder, Qilin blood, divine turtle soup, these are all fine. Secondary ones, such as the golden crow flesh and blood, can barely be done." Shi Zhenji said shamelessly.
"I slapped you away. I can't eat the things you said. I have dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder. Those are divine beasts, eat your sister!"
Wang Hao glared, but then his tone changed and he said with a smile: "You can consider this Jin Crow Flesh. I want to settle the score with Prince Hawthorne. Even if I can't kill him, I have to tear off a large piece of the treasure on his body!"