Chapter 2714

"For the sake of the boy reminding me, I'll let him die soon."

The middle-aged man said to himself, but on the surface, he showed a very gentle smile and said to the little tiger, "well behaved, you can grow up and walk after eating the power of the source. You can follow the master and have whatever you want."

"Poof..."

however, what made him black was that the little tiger turned his head with disdain after a loud nose.

"Damn it."

The middle-aged man was so angry that he wanted to shoot Xiang Yang to death. However, he remembered that the little tiger had a good feeling for Xiang Yang. If he killed Xiang Yang in this way, it might even arouse the little tiger's disgust. So he had to continue to increase his strength and plan to lose to the little tiger.

Unfortunately, the little tiger still tilted his head, just refused to devour this guy's original power, which made the middle-aged man almost mad.

"Silly, don't swallow it quickly. Although this guy's home is not very good, it's also the origin of an immortal. I'll suck up his origin."

When Xiang Yang saw that little tiger was so arrogant, he was also mad. He couldn't help but send a message to little tiger and yelled, "if you don't suck up this guy, I won't want you."

"Wu Wu..."

little tiger was worried when he heard Xiang Yang's words. He cried a few times and quickly turned his head to look at the middle-aged man. His big eyes gradually became agile, showing the color of desire.

"Good."

After the middle-aged man saw it, he was overjoyed and thought that his persistence had finally played a role. He quickly passed on his own strength to little tiger.

"Wuwu..."

although the little tiger was very reluctant, after thinking of what Xiang Yang said, he had to Wuwu a few times and began to devour the middle-aged man's immortal power.

"Good."

The little tiger is worthy of being born from an egg opened from the ancient stone mine. When it begins to devour the middle-aged man's immortal origin, the middle-aged man suddenly feels that his original power is being devoured quickly.

The middle-aged man's face was full of excitement when he felt that the little tiger was swallowing his own power so quickly.

As the supreme immortal in the eight heaven realm of Daluo, he has abundant original power. Naturally, he doesn't have to worry about the situation that the original power will be swallowed up by the little tiger. Even when he sees the little tiger swallow up faster and faster, he is very excited. He thinks that as long as his original power is swallowed up by the little tiger, the little tiger will consider himself its master, I will never betray you in my life. Even if I break through the holy land, I can also control this little tiger.

"The speed is too slow. Try to make him swallow all the power of the source by you. This time, if you don't have enough, you won't have to eat later."

The little tiger's speed of swallowing has been very fast. Even, the little tiger's hair has become glossy with the speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, its breath has become stronger and stronger. Even its body is growing with the speed visible to the naked eye, but Xiang Yang is not satisfied.

Even Xiang Yang can't describe how strong the origin of a peerless immortal is, but it's absolutely boundless. It's impossible for a little tiger to absorb each other's original strength, but it's not so easy.

It's not enough. Xiang Yang still wants this "kind-hearted man" to help him feed the little tiger. If he can help make up for the inherent defects of the little tiger when he was born, it would be a great thing.

"Roar..."

after hearing Xiang Yang's threat, the little tiger, who was just passively bearing the energy from the middle-aged man, suddenly became impatient. After a kind of roar, he began to swallow the power of the middle-aged man, and the speed was more than 100 times faster than before.

"So fast?"

The middle-aged man took a breath after seeing it. Even he didn't expect that the little tiger could swallow it so fast.

"Alas, it's worthy of being a congenital creature. The speed of swallowing is too fast. However, I've heard that the more this congenital creature thinks about swallowing, the faster it swallows, and the stronger its potential is. I don't know how much power this little tiger can swallow. Unfortunately, it should have been my treasure."

When the middle-aged man was a little worried, he heard Xiang Yang sigh.

After hearing this, his eyes twinkled slightly, and he said in his heart, "I am a strong man in the realm of eight great heavens. If I can't feed even a little tiger, it will make people laugh. Although these guys are doomed to be dead, I don't believe it. Can this little tiger be powerful enough to make me full of my original power Is everything clean? What's more, I have 19 men who can supplement my origin. "

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man glanced at the immortal Zun in his nineteen great Luo seven heaven realm. His heart immediately settled down, and he simply let go of the power to let the little tiger devour himself."How generous."

Xiang Yang sighed in his heart, but he still disliked the little tiger's slow swallowing speed. He continued to send a voice to the little tiger with the power of his soul, "little guy, hurry up, use your own magic power to swallow this guy."

"Roar..."

after hearing Xiang Yang's words, the little tiger roared, and there was a black whirlpool on his body. A powerful suction burst out, absorbing the middle-aged man's original power crazily, and the speed was even higher.

"Well, I already know how to use this magic power. It's a congenital beast. It's great." The middle-aged man was so excited that he continued to let the tiger devour him while sighing.

"Not bad, not bad."

Xiang Yang is very satisfied. He glances at the little bald head beside him and finds that this guy is looking at himself with a strange color. Similarly, even sun Chunyu and sun Yuxiu are also with a strange color on their faces.

"Boss, when are you willing to do something like this?"

Small bald head sound to Xiang Yang asked.

"Well, sometimes it's a blessing to lose." Xiang Yang sighed.

"Poof..."

the little bald man almost burst out laughing. It is appropriate to use the words "loss is blessing" in some particularly honest people. However, when it is used in Xiang Yang, it should be understood that Xiang Yang's opponent's loss is his blessing.

"Come here, lose your power to me."

At this time, the middle-aged man seemed to be a little unable to bear the little tiger's devouring, and cheered to his old slave in the land of the seven heavens.

"Yes." The old slave did not dare to disobey, but hurried to the middle-aged man's back, and injected his own strength to the middle-aged man.

Boom boom!

With the addition of the old slave's original power, the middle-aged man had consumed three or four layers of original power, which seemed to be supplemented all at once. However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a roaring sound. There were three more vortices emerging on the surface of the little tiger. All of a sudden, there were four vortices flowing, and the suction was even more explosive , still absorbing their original power crazily.

"Not good."

Both the middle-aged man and the old slave realized that something was wrong. The little tiger's appetite was beyond their imagination. The stronger their original power was, the stronger the little tiger's phagocytic power was. In the blink of an eye, their original power was also swallowed by two or three percent.

"It's not right to go on like this."

The old slave whispered to the middle-aged man, "master, what's the origin of this little tiger? I have such a big appetite that I can't really suck up both of us? "

"For these inborn beasts, the bigger their appetite is, the stronger their source of phagocytosis will be, and their growth will be stronger in the future. If they can be fed up, it may be possible for them to become chaotic saints in the future. Now they must hold on. After they are fed up, I will give you the magic pill to restore their source."

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

The old slave didn't dare to neglect him, so he could only continue to input his own power to the middle-aged man. Fortunately, the two of them worked together. With the middle-aged man, a strong man in the eight heaven realm, he could stick to it.

However, with the passage of time, both the middle-aged man and the old slave's face became more and more ugly, and even their faces were a little yellow because of the loss of their original power.

Especially the middle-aged man, it seems that little tiger likes to absorb the power of his origin very much. His origin has lost 50% or 60%. Rao Shi is the devil in the eight heaven realm of Daluo, and he can't hold it.

"Master..."

in the rear, the old slave looked at the middle-aged man with a flustered face. He was really afraid that his original strength was not enough, and the little tiger would devour him.

"Well, I'm here."

The middle-aged man was also very flustered. He said to his slave, but at the same time, he scolded Xiang Yang and others, "come here, lose your power to me, I will spare you, otherwise I will destroy you later."

"You are tired of threatening us at this time." Xiang Yang has not yet opened his mouth, the little bald head has sneered and said, "I said, are you two devil cubs tired of living? They have reached the present level, and they still feel like they are very powerful. Do you believe that Buddha claps you to death?"

"Little bald, you want to die."

The middle-aged man was very upset at the moment. After hearing the words of the little bald man, he was directly angry and scolded, and gave a big order to the 18 members of the formation, "kill the little bald man first."

"Yes."

Boom!

All of a sudden, the array composed of the immortal zuns of the eighteen great Luo and the seven heavenly realms began to burst out, and the powerful force burst out. A black magic sword appeared out of thin air, and it directly chopped down toward the small bald head with one sword."It's time to fight. Buddha can't help it."

Although small bald head is only the Immortal King of the six heaven realm of Dalai, and his opponent is the eighteen immortal statues of the seven heaven realm of Dalai. But at the moment, small bald head is not afraid at all. He roars, and his body rushes out directly, and his whole body is flowing with Buddha light. All of a sudden, his palms are all over the sky, and a golden Buddha stands upright as if I want to break this array.

"Cut him off."

When the middle-aged man saw that the little bald head was so brave, he had a bad premonition in his heart, but he did not hesitate to give the order, "kill all of them, then dig out the yuan God and feed the god beast."

"Here it is."

The eighteen masters all burst out, and their array was suppressed towards the little bald head with the power of terror. Although they were in the gambling room, they created heaven and earth out of thin air, and the stars were all moving around, and all the swords were killing the little bald head.

The little bald head is awe inspiring. The light of the Buddha is flowing and the voice of the Buddha is very strong. The whole person is like fighting against the Buddha. Every fist and palm will smash the heaven and the earth, and all the sword Qi will be smashed.

"The little bald head seems stronger."

Xiang Yang frowned when he saw it. Each of these swords was equal to a great Luo qichongtian's xianzun's full attack. However, the small bald head could easily block it. It can be seen that the power of cutting the bald head is stronger than before.

"No, it's the relic."

All of a sudden, Xiang Yang's eyes were fixed. He saw that the Buddha's shadow behind the little bald head was holding a relic in his hands. He was constantly releasing energy to the little bald head. Obviously, it was the energy of the relic that made the little bald head so powerful.

"I got it from the underground black market last time."

One of the things he got in the underground black market was a relic, which Xiang Yang gave to Xiao baldhead. After he got the relic, he used it directly, and he could play the fighting power of the seven heaven realm of the great Luo.

At the moment, I'm afraid that even the experts in the face of Da Luo Ba Chong Tian can fight for several moves.

Xiang Yang sighed, feeling that the luck of small bald head is really good, even with a relic can have such a strong power, but it is also very extraordinary.

However, after all, the little bald head can only send out the power of immortal Zun, which is equivalent to the seven heaven realm of the great Luo. What he is facing is an array composed of eighteen powerful immortal zuns of the seven heaven realm of the great Luo. The power is very powerful. After a while, the little bald head can't help but shout out, "help, boss."

"Er..."

Xiang Yang felt that he was wrong in praising Xiao bald in his heart. He turned his head and ignored Xiao bald in silence.

"I'll help you."

On the contrary, sun Chunyu saw that little bald head seemed to be unable to bear it, so he quickly killed him. For a moment, two peerless immortals blocked the siege of xianzun in the realm of the eighteen great Luo and the seventh heaven. No matter how strong the eighteen great Luo and the seventh heaven attacked, they could not hurt them.

"Asshole."

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man was a little worried. He looked at Xiang Yang, who was smiling, and Mei Aoxue, who was sitting in the back, and suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart.

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