However, it also needs to be digested slowly, otherwise the deficiency will not be supplemented, which will make it even more troublesome.

Otherwise, the previous White Bone Demon would have swept away these things and would not have left them to Wu Ming.

"Crunch! Crunch!"

The White Bone Demon God shook his head innocently, and some fragmented divine thoughts came vaguely.

"Well... it's not you, but the one who had the bone sperm before... What's the difference between this and what you did? OK OK, I forgive you!"

Seeing the other party's methods like pugs, Wu Ming was speechless: "Why do you feel that your spiritual intelligence has improved a lot after this refining?"

The White Bone Demon God touched his head honestly, speechless.

Under the cliff and in the valley, a ferocious skeleton touched his head innocently and showed charm to another young man in Taoism. Next to him was a big man and a pangolin with his face, watching all this.

If it is seen by outsiders, the situation is really funny. Of course, you might be scared to faint.

"only……"

Wu Ming put away his laughter and stroked the glittering sky spirit cap of the white bone demon god. He felt the traces he had made by himself three hundred years ago, and he was not very moved: "I dare not be very sure of the past few times. Until now, after seeing you, I have no doubts..."

Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou, and the intersection of history and reality, which one can really figure it out?

"Let's go!"

After a long time, Wu Ming suddenly sighed and walked away slowly.

The White Bone Demon God followed behind him step by step, while the Yuanpin Divine Pearl Divinity digged into the Pidi Pangolin, dug the soil with both claws, and sank into the underground.

Before, Wu Ming was hiding behind the scenes, relying on the bloody leader's skin to kill all sides and bringing countless hatreds, but now he should have retired successfully.

...

"Where is the White Bone Demon God?"

After a while, it took a long time until the sun in the sky was at its peak and the evil spirit was at its lowest, a group of people climbed down carefully.

Qiu Yi held the Xuanwu Flying Sword in his hand and looked around vigilantly. Another magic trick flashed by, but his face looked puzzled.

"This beast seems to have abandoned this place and fled in panic?"

The goshawk stepped forward and said in a pleasing manner.

"not good!"
Chapter completed!