God Level Demon

“What's the matter? Speak up, all silent. Aren't you the elders of the Patron able to speak? Are you good at insulting people?” Xia Ping was impolite.

The old man in black and other people's faces are half dark. I can't help but seal this guy's big mouth. I've never seen a young man with that kind of mouth. It's too flat.

“Okay, well, if we confirm that this has nothing to do with you, we'll make it up to you immediately.” The old man in black couldn't stand it and immediately agreed to Xiaping's terms.

Anyway, now shut the kid's mouth immediately, and if you keep letting this guy talk, maybe they'll get killed alive here.

“Well, to remember your words, you are the elders of the Patron. Don't say things like fart. Even if it's gone, your teeth need to be used as gold.” Xiaping would like to confirm it again.

“Do it!” The old man in black can't stand this talk any longer. Do it now.

The sound, the voice had just fallen, not waiting for Xiaping to say anything, the five or six elderly people present immediately, a mysterious and powerful breath immediately penetrated Xiaping's five dirty six hearts, strange Sutra hundreds of veins.

Their breath poured into Xiaping's body and began to explore it carefully, like a dragon, crushing and decaying, wandering deep into the meridian, trying to find out what kind of fatigue it was.

Nor did Xia Ping struggle, and he knew that if the elderly did not examine him, it would not be over.

But before he woke up a hell of a golden oocyte that could hide the true elements in his body deep inside the cells, hiding the strange things about the true elements in his body.

Even if these old men were to explore, they would not be able to detect any fatigue in his body.

“My God, what a wide meridian.” Just exploring, an old man in black couldn't help but scream and look at Xia Ping unbelievably.

Because he perceived that the meridian pulse in Xiaping was too wide. If the ordinary martial artist was a sheep's bowel trail, the meridian pulse of Xiaping was like a highway, and the difference was not known.

In this way, Xiaping can accommodate more than a few times the true yuan, I'm afraid, of ordinary fighters.

“This kid is only 18 years old, he just entered Yanhuang University, and he actually got promoted to the Martial Arts Realm for two days, through 13 secondary meridians?! And it's solid and leaves no hidden dangers. ”

Another elderly man in grey clothes was also shocked, extremely surprised at the speed of Xiaping's practice, staring at him, he noticed Xiaping's body pounding real yuan.

It's not surprising to know that training is fast. There are countless treasures in the skyscraper. Many of the King's descendants possess vast resources and can be promoted quickly by taking a precious spirit medicine at random.

The problem is that this martial arts cultivation based on drug promotion is not robust, often reaches a certain level, and falls into bottlenecks, making it difficult to advance to the kings for the rest of your life.

But the boy was different, and even though he practiced very quickly, the foundations of Wudao were incredibly strong, even shocking to him.

“Genius, this is definitely Gestachi. ”

“By nature, the meridians are so wide, so thick, far beyond the ordinary martial arts realm, no wonder they encounter thunder and can resist. ”

“The foundations of martial arts are incredible, and there is a great chance that they will continue to do so, even if promoted to the kingdom. ”

A few elderly people who tried to find out couldn't help but groan. Looking at Xiaping's eyes, it was like looking at some good talent and beautiful jade, and his eyes were so hot.

They were heartily amazed that, although the young man had been chatty and had a long mouth, the talent was not false, it was a gestachian with the qualities of king.

“Hmm? This feeling?!” Xiaping's eyes flashed and he felt the energy pouring into his body from the elderly in black and immediately felt a high level of energy swimming away.

This energy is not known to be many times higher than the true dollar. It seems to combine spiritual power and undergo an extremely mysterious transformation, extremely powerful and mysterious.

He instinctively felt that perhaps this was the secret of why the Kings were so powerful that they could observe nothing more than this mysterious energy.

After a few breaths, the elderly in black and others stopped to probe, detached from Xiaping's body, even if it had only a few breaths, enough for them to explore Xiaping's body clearly.

Their eyes flashed and they seemed to be in a state of meditation.

“What's the matter? Have you found any pussy? Did this kid practice some kind of magic trick to get the hell out of him?” An old man sounds in secret.

“No, not only has the boy not practiced any magic, but he is also the most authentic martial arts. The foundation of martial arts is incredibly solid and unbelievable. ”

“Yeah, if it's still magic, there's nothing serious about it. ”

“He is able to resist thunder and relies on his own talents. ”

“Undoubtedly, this is a Gestachi. ”

Several of the elderly are silent.

“So good?” Others are also blinking, and they didn't expect the old man in black and others to rate Xia Ping so highly.

The old man in black shouted: "It has been proven that the boy is not a pussy, maybe we really mistook the student for a reason. He didn't pull this off, it was just a coincidence. ”

“The mysteries of the skyscraper are myriad, and even now we humans have not succeeded in exploring all the mysteries. Though it is rare, it is not without thunder. ”

“It could be just a natural phenomenon, no need to be surprised. ”

When these words were heard, the other elderly nodded, and since the elderly in black said so, the other elderly did not have any opinions, as is estimated to be the case.

They are also incredibly confident in their power. A warrior's realm in the district, they want to hide secrets in front of the king. It is the night of the heavens.

“Elder, now that you have explored, have I practiced evil magic, or have I caused the culprits of this condemnation?” Xiaping shouted immediately.

The old man in black was looked at by Xia Ping's eyes. His old face was red and he coughed. “Well, we just did some digging. You really haven't practiced any magic. ”

He was unhappy, but he had to admit that Xiaping had nothing to do with it.

Nor is he allowed to lie.

“Compensation? Where is the compensation? You don't talk like farts, do you?” Xiaping is absolutely welcome.

Fuck you!

The elders were half dark in their faces and twitched in the corners of their mouths, and they were impatient to beat the bastard to pieces.

“Okay.”

The old man in black was helpless and had to take a white porcelain bottle out of his body. "This is a mixed-dollar medulla wash, take it. ”