"Demon force out of control..."

Mo Wentian frowned. How could the demon force lose control? The spirit shrouded Xiaojiao. Mo Wentian obviously felt that the power in Xiaojiao was rapidly increasing.

"Ho ho..."

Roaring repeatedly, the whole courtyard was in a mess, and the rolling ferocity formed a demon dragon in the void, which was extremely terrible.

"Xiao Jiao, try to control this demon force!"

Looking at Xiao Jiao, don't ask the sky and shout loudly.

"Boss, I can't control it!"

"Too strong, it's too strong..."

……

Xiao Jiao's voice came, and his breath was getting stronger and stronger.

"Touch..."

The courtyard turned into ruins. Xiao Jiao's body flew up from time to time, and his whole body began to grow.

"Ho ho..."

With a roar, Xiao Jiao's body directly grew to threeorfour feet, and his terrible body spread, rolling momentum, from the sword King's cabinet.

"What happened?"

"Master!"

"Martial uncle Xiao Jiao..."

……

Figures appeared outside the courtyard.

"Luo Qi, order to go down, all disciples, retreat 3000 feet!"

Looking at Luo Qi, don't ask the sky for help.

"Yes, master!"

Luo Qi hurriedly retreated, and the disciples of the sword King Pavilion retreated one by one. In the small courtyard, Xiaojiao was full of demons, except for demons.

There is also a terrible chill.

"Xiao Jiao, don't move..."

Looking at the crazy roaring Xiaojiao, Mo Wentian gritted his teeth and appeared beside Xiaojiao.

"Boss..."

Xiao Jiao's face was full of pain, and the bulge on the top of Xiao Jiao's head began to creep, as if there was something in it that wanted to grow out.

"Eight wasteland sword field..."

"Boom!"

Mo Wentian's sword field was directly suppressed on Xiao Jiao, and a terrible sword force entered Xiao Jiao's body.

"Touch!"

But Mo Wentian's sword yuan force hasn't entered Xiaojiao's body yet. The next moment, Mo Wentian's body directly flew backwards out.

"What a powerful demon force..."

Don't ask the sky. He looks very dignified. That demon force is really too strong. Even his sword force can't be suppressed. If it weren't for his strong physique.

Just now, he will be seriously injured.

"Ow, ow..."

Xiao Jiao rolled in Mo Wentian's sword field. The aura around him was madly entering Xiao Jiao's body. The scales on Xiao Jiao began to fall, piece by piece!

"No, this demon force..."

It seems that you have found something. Don't ask the sky. Your eyes shrink slightly, and then look at the look of Xiao Jiao. Don't ask the sky. It's all impressively in your eyes.

"This is Longli!"

Mo Wentian took a breath. The power in Xiao Jiao's body seemed to be Demon power, but there was also a mixture of Demon power

More terrible power!

"What's the blood of the little Jiao? How can there be dragon power in the ice spirit Jiao!"

Don't ask, the eyes of heaven are flashing crazily. The ice soul dragon is just the lowest level dragon, and the dragon power needs the superior spirit beast golden dragon to cross the robbery before it can appear.

"The scales of Xiaojiao are changing..."

It seems that you have found something again. Don't ask heaven's eyes, which fell on Xiao Jiao. The golden scales were falling, and a drop of blood from your fist rolled down from the scales.

Under the blood, a touch of light golden light

It seems to be emerging!

"Xiao Jiao, you are changing. Hold on!"

Looking at Xiao Jiao, don't ask the sky and shout loudly.

"Boss..."

"Ow, ow..."

Xiao Jiao's crazy tumbling, if it weren't for Mo Wentian's sword domain suppression, I'm afraid the whole God of devouring heaven would be overturned by Xiao Jiao!

"Xiao Jiao, meet Dan!"

With a flash of light in his hand, Mo Wentian threw all the remaining Jin Di Dan to Xiao Jiao, who opened his mouth and swallowed them all.

"Boom..."

As Jin Di Dan entered Xiaojiao's body, the breath on Xiaojiao

It began to soar again.

"Roar..."

In the void, clouds were thick, and an extremely depressed breath came from the thunder cloud. The whole God devoured the sky. At this moment, one by one, they looked at the void with shock.

In the endless clouds, a purple dragon slowly appeared.

"Thunder Dragon robbery..."

Mo Wentian took a breath. Last time Xiao Jiao became the demon emperor, he had completed the disaster. This time, he broke through the position of the demon emperor, and even

Go through the robbery!

"Monsters that have to be robbed in every realm, unless they are divine beasts that even heaven and earth are afraid of. If Xiaojiao is a divine beast..."

Don't ask heaven's eyes, more and more confused, don't ask heaven has never heard of a divine beast that looks like an ice soul Jiao, besides, if a small Jiao is a divine beast.

When he meets Xiaojiao, it's impossible

Only level 2!

"Roar..."

The empty Thunder Dragon, with a destructive force, rushed towards the small Jiao. Seeing this scene, Mo Wentian hurriedly withdrew from the Bahuang sword field.

"Jian Sheng..."

"Buzzing..."

Countless vitality entered Xiaojiao's body, and the injury on Xiaojiao quickly recovered.

"Xiao Jiao, hold on!"

The voice of asking the sky rang out in Xiao Jiao's mind.

"Roar..."

"Dare to blow your grandpa Xiaojiao, I'll swallow you!"

"Touch!"

Xiao Jiao's body doubled again. His huge body raised a bright light at this moment. The next moment, Xiao Jiao opened his mouth!

Swallow the Thunder Dragon directly!

"Crackling..."

Countless times of lightning, wanton on Xiaojiao. In the sword Pavilion, everyone was stunned. Even Mo asked the sky, he couldn't help but draw the corners of his mouth.

This little guy, it's crazy!

"Touch!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian's expression changed greatly, and he saw Xiao Jiao's body fall directly from the void.

Fell to the ground hard.

"Xiao Jiao..."

"Xiao Jiao..."

……

A series of startling cries came, and Mo Wentian's figure appeared directly next to Xiao Jiao. Xiao Jiao was very weak, but Mo Wentian felt it

A familiar breath.

"Boss, I'm fine..."

"Roar..."

With a low roar at Mo Wentian, the little guy's head tilted and lay on the ground.

"This..."

"Fainted?"

Don't ask the sky for a moment. The spirit swept over Xiaojiao. Don't ask the sky with great joy. The breath on Xiaojiao has broken through the realm of demon emperor.

The injury in his body is also recovering rapidly.

"Become the demon emperor but no heaven comes..."

"Breaking through the demon emperor still needs to cross the robbery, and it is also the Thunder Dragon's robbery..."

Don't ask heaven to say to himself, should he congratulate Xiao Jiao for being different, or should he sympathize with this little guy's bad luck? It's enough for others to be struck by thunder once. He's so good!

This is the second time!

"Jiansheng!"

With a low cry, a stream of vitality rose from Mo Wen's celestial body. Countless vitality shrouded Xiaojiao, and the breath on Xiaojiao became stronger and stronger.

An hour later.

"Hoo Hoo..."

Don't ask the sky to exhale slightly, and use the formula of devouring the sky sword for a long time. Don't ask the Yin and Yang stars in the celestial body, which are also slightly dim.

But the little Jiao on the ground slept happily.

"This little guy..."

Don't ask the sky to shake his head slightly, and then sit down cross legged.

Three days later.

"Master, master Xiao Jiao, he..."

Looking at Xiao Jiao's body, Luo Qi smiled bitterly.

After the robbery, Xiao Jiao's body did not shrink.

The body of hundreds of feet, one third of the hall in the whole sword King Pavilion, is now occupied by his body. In the sword King Pavilion, there are a lot of people around this little Jiao martial uncle every day!

"Don't worry about it!" Mo Wentian's mouth was raised. In the past three days, Mo Wentian also found the change of Xiao Jiao. In the body of this cargo, a terrible force was slowly growing.