Youth's Cultivation

Chapter 917

"Change the time flow rate, this boy, actually did it..." the shameless dragon's voice was shocked for the first time. Although he felt that Wang Xiaohu realized the power of time from the broken sword given by sword one, the degree of Wang Xiaohu's understanding seemed to exceed his expectation.

Time is more strange than any rule. Although Wang Xiaohu can only change the time flow rate of a small area for a moment, even without a breath, under the change that outsiders can't detect, it is likely to determine the outcome of a battle!

"Sacrifice fist, open!"

Wang Xiaohu didn't hesitate. Regardless of the severe stinging pain from his internal meridians, he waved his fist again and hit it again!

"Peng!"

In front, there was a fist sized black hole. Wang Xiaohu didn't think like it. He stepped out step by step, but the fist sized black hole swallowed Wang Xiaohu instantly, and disappeared the next moment. At the position just smashed by Wang Xiaohu, there was an invisible vortex. The surrounding lava was frantically swallowed by the vortex. I don't know where it flowed!

"What's going on?" The two chimaeras on the edge of the volcanic lake are completely dull. How can this happen?

What was more shocking than them was that the young chief of the mackerel family and the old man hundreds of miles away were also stunned.

"Damn it, what's going on? How can the inheritance entrance disappear? Damn it..." the young chief of the mackerel nationality roared and went crazy towards the volcanic lake.

Nine years ago, although he made a lot of preparations, he still didn't attack in the end, because he didn't feel fully sure to break the overlap of that space.

So he chose to continue to practice. He was only one step away from the virtual world. In nine years, he crossed without accident. However, because the volcanic lake did not erupt during this period, and they were all water-based psychics. It was too difficult to enter the volcanic lava, so he waited nearby and looked for treasures that could resist the power of fire.

But who would have thought that this would happen.

They, the mackerel people, have been waiting for this day for thousands of years, and he is the only direct family with spatial attributes of the mackerel people for thousands of years. It's not easy to wait until this day, but the place was touched and disappeared. Damn it!

At the same time, he also began to resent that weak was not the stupid brother with blood ring magic pupil who was killed. He could open it as early as more than ten years ago

They galloped away, but what good is it to kill two poor guards to vent their anger!

At the moment, Wang Xiaohu, the initiator of the terracotta warriors, lies on the ground with a painful face. The sky around him is blue, as if the water still shakes. It seems that he is at the bottom of the sea, but blocked by a huge blue light curtain.

There are a wide variety of marine specialties, blood jade coral, sea animal unicorn, animal skin and inner alchemy, all piled up like garbage, and even several inner alchemy, at least seven steps

In addition, the surrounding area is covered with shell beads, and the thick water power is like immersing in the cool spring water.

However, such a comfortable environment is only to relieve the pain on Wang Xiaohu's body surface.

At the moment, Wang Xiaohu's meridians are like shellfish beads running around, bulging up pimples and bumping in his meridians.