Wu Wang saw Hua Xiaomi silent and snorted coldly, "You have nothing to say, ants have no right to speak. All you can do is wait for me to let you die or live."

The Nascent Soul monk who is tall and above, every word he says is an unattainable cloud in the sky.

Every time the ants on the ground look at them at once, it is blasphemy.

But are ants willing to be ants? Everyone wants to be clouds in the sky, and they will not surrender to the tragic fate of being trampled on.

"I have nothing to say, and I know you won't listen to what I say at all.

But I still want to tell you that your cultivation is better than me, but I, Hua Luo, are not slaughtered by others. You treat me as an ant, but I am not!

The lightning and thunder just now are just the first move. If you want to taste it, I still have nine moves, and the moves are more violent than before.

If you insist on taking my life, I will do my best to eat your flesh and blood and suck your bone marrow. My army of thousands of puppets will be destroyed and you will be seriously injured. I want you to be hard to heal in ten or a hundred years. I want you to carry the pain and will be ridiculed!"

Hua Xiaomi slowly looked up, her voice was very calm, just like her expression, but her voice was hoarse and trembling, and her eyes were filled with storms, with a faint madness.

She said seriously, she would never let anyone who hurt herself have a better life!

These words seemed to be in the hearts of everyone, and also poked Wuwang's heart, and there was silence.

Inexplicably, everyone began to be scared, they were afraid of the female cultivator who was not very outstanding in gray clothes.

She was not tall and not gorgeous. She stood there quietly, standing in front of a monk who was one level higher than her, without fear at all, and made harsh words.

Ridiculously, Wu Wang kept reminding himself not to be afraid, kill her, and kill her.

I am a Nascent Soul monk, who can move mountains and fill the seas, but can move stars. How could I be threatened by a little girl cultivator like this?

But somehow, his hands couldn't lift them. He looked at the figure that was a whole circle smaller than him, and a voice in his heart reminded him.

The female cultivator in front of him was not empty talk. If he took action, the other party would do his best to make him regret what he did today.

It seemed as if time had stopped, and everyone even forgot to breathe.

The focus was on the woman in gray.

Wu Wang also fell into silence.

"Don't listen to her nonsense." At this moment, someone broke the silence.

It turned out to be Hua Qihan. Although she was shocked by Hua Xiaomi before, she was still unwilling to accept it after thinking about it.

What a good opportunity this is. Originally, Hua Xiaomi would definitely die, but she still shook Wu Huang's intention to kill with nonsense.

At that moment, Hua Luo was right in front of her. She was obviously very close to her, but she felt that the other party was about to ascend to the distance.

This cannot be explained by the level of cultivation. She is not as good as Hua Luo. In this invisible competition, she lost and lost in a miserable way.

But - if Hua Luo dies, then the winner will not exist.

She could not resist the anger in her heart. She just wanted Hua Luo to die!

"Honor Wuwang, don't be deceived by her. This person is accustomed to quibbling, but in fact he is extremely shameless. I think you will be ridiculed by everyone if you don't kill her."

Hua Qihan glanced at Hua Xiaomi, paused, and said, "If you don't kill her, others will only think that you are afraid of her and are intimidated by the threatening words she said.

A dignified Nascent Soul monk was actually frightened by a food training that was not as good as his own. Isn’t this a joke?"

Wu Wang's face became more and more gloomy, and some words were just enough to think about them in his heart. Once he said it, he would be punished with his life.

Regardless of whether he kills Hua Xiaomi or not, he will definitely kill Hua Qihan.

She was still struggling in her heart, and everyone was waiting for Wu Wang's answer. Hua Xiaomi was naturally nervous. She was ready to go and was ready to fight to the death.

But if death really goes up and fights with impulse, it might become a little more passionate. Once her brain returns to calm, she will become scared.

She was cold all over, and she seemed to be waiting for death now.

The Gate of Hell is right next to her heel, sometimes moving forward and sometimes retreating, like stepping on a steel wire, hanging a knife on her head, never knowing when it will fall.

To torture your spirit so carefully makes you exhausted.

She is not as fearless as she shows. She is a person who is afraid of death and pain.

Wu Wang is considering whether face is important or body is more important.

He really regretted that he shouldn't have listened to Hua Qihan's call to come here, but now he is in such a dilemma.

While feeling depressed, his eyes glanced out and fell on the mandrill and the green-haired turtle.

Suddenly, a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I can let you go, but--you have to give them to me."

Wu Wangzhen praised his wit, and looked at these two babies and his chest became warm.

In fact, he didn't want to see blood. He took two treasures and didn't have to kill people, and saved his face. It was a trivial gain.

Turning sorrow into joy or not, he is going to achieve it!

"Is that true?"

Wu Wang never thought that Hua Xiaomi would refuse, because pets are always just pets, and it is a very cost-effective transaction to exchange pets for their lives.

His eyes fell to the ground. Zhaocai Jinbao was shorter because of his leg injury, his body was shorter, his claws held his head, and his eyes were full of tears. He was also waiting for Hua Xiaomi's choice.

Good luck comes even more angry, and his four claws swaying, "You disgusting evil cultivator, deserve to covet the noble body of your deity?"

Wu Wang just sneered at this, his eyes as sharp as a knife, "What are you still thinking? I can't bear to leave it alone? Don't know what you are doing!"

Hua Xiaomi pursed her lips tightly, and her lips seemed to be slightly cracked due to thirst. "I think you should ask them about their wishes first."

What she said was literal, and she did not bind her with a contract, which was enough to show that she did not force her.

But in Wu Wang's eyes, she was unwilling to give up these two giant treasures, and immediately fell down her face, and her fingers were trembling with anger.

"Okay, I really have courage. Don't think that you can do whatever you want by practicing food. You must taste the anger of the Nascent Soul monk!"

After saying that, Wu Wang raised his arms and the moment he activates his spiritual power, the wind and clouds suddenly changed color. Hua Xiaomi felt that her feet were unstable and almost fell down.

Before she could do anything, just a little bit of spiritual energy fluctuation made her unable to resist. If she really gave her a blow, would she still have the strength to fight back?

But at this point, Wu Wang's anger was completely aroused, and even if she knelt down and begged for mercy, the other party would not let her go.

Then why not, fight hard.

She looked up at the sky and used the first move of lightning and thunder before. At this time, Wu Wang was accumulating momentum, so she simply closed her eyes and realized the second move.

The more the wind and clouds are, the more calm you will be.

She waved her crutch, and her original funny movements were so gentle that she could do.

Clouds are like water, and people are like water.

"Still water, deep flow--"

The second move is not old, she is excited again, the third move is "Thunder and Clouds" and the fourth move is "Ice cold in the water",

"Wind and Thunder"

"The accumulation of water makes abyss"

"Thunderous"

"It's natural"

Until the end, she paused, and the sword seemed to return to calmness. She said softly: "Thunder surging".

"Boom..."
Chapter completed!