Chapter 114

"Hahaha, it's just the God King. He's still the loser under my hand. Who else dares to fight..."

"Poof."

Before the words were finished, Chen Xiaoming took another breath of blood essence and sprayed it out. Without saying a word, he thought directly. A pure force poured into his body, the injury recovered instantly, and the breath reached its peak again.

"God, how can it be, his injury?"

"There is a magic medicine, he must have a magic medicine in his hand!"

"We can't let him go. He ate divine medicine. Now the medicine hasn't been incorporated into his body. It's a great tonic."

The people in the drunken fairy building looked at Chen Xiaoming and recovered in an instant. Many old people couldn't help crying out, and their eyes were shining like watching a peerless beauty. They wanted to swallow Chen Xiaoming alive.

What is the most precious in the world, nature is the most precious divine medicine.

People can instantly recover from injury and reach the peak. They don't know what else to do except magic medicine.

Many people are ready to move. Now Chen Xiaoming has a great tonic in their eyes. As long as they catch him and use him to refine medicine, they can live for thousands of years.

"Hum."

With a cold drink, Chen Xiaoming's sharp eyes swept under him, making those who were ready to move calm for a moment, and the power of killing the God King was reflected at the moment.

Chen Xiaoming glanced casually, but he didn't kill again. With a wave of his hand, he put the middle-aged man away, disillusioned under his feet and disappeared directly.

"Huh?"

Looking at Chen Xiaoming's sudden departure, everyone was stunned. They wanted to chase him, but they didn't dare to act. They were afraid of being killed by Chen Xiaoming. They waited for a while, but no one dared to act.

And an old man in the corner, all thoughts in his eyes, then seemed to think of something, and couldn't help crying out.

"No, I was cheated by the boy. The magic medicine didn't cure his injury immediately. There was something wrong with his vision. His strength must have been damaged."

When the words fell, many people were shocked. Looking back, Chen Xiaoming's strength was bright in his eyes and immediately chased out.

In an instant, all the people on the ninth floor of the drunken fairy building left. The Centennial fairy banquet in the drunken fairy building was over before it started.

After all, compared with a divine medicine, the Centennial fairy feast in zuixianlou is not worth mentioning.

Meanwhile, outside Dongtian City

"Lying in the trough, did you react so quickly?"

Feeling the waves behind him, Chen Xiaoming, who had just escaped, sent away again, with a trace of bitterness in his eyes.

This time, it was really fun. We could have consumed his life by restoring his function and the hardness of a middle-aged man. After all, although the blow was strong, we couldn't kill ourselves immediately.

As long as he doesn't die, he can recover immediately and fight it. If he lives and consumes, he can definitely consume him.

After all, the consumption of the king's magic weapon is not small. Chen Xiaoming doesn't believe that the other party can always insist on using it.

As a result, Chen Xiaoming had to gamble. He was whimsical and wanted to drag a wicker from the space behind him through the endless void.

However, the wicker didn't pull down, and the empty shadow behind him fell down. A gray air rushed into the body and dispersed it by the power of the origin of blood.

However, the original power of one's own blood was damaged to a certain extent, and the recovery function of the system was unable to recover the original damage.

As a result, Chen Xiaoming's strength has collapsed. It is estimated that he can't even fight the Lord.

Looking sideways, there was a dark place behind him, in which there were many old people who were chasing after themselves.

"Loss, blood loss."

Chen Xiaoming shook his head and sighed. This is the worst time he has ever lost. Not only did the cruel emperor not get it, but his origin also hurt himself. His strength decreased seriously. I don't know when he can recover.

"Boom."

While Chen Xiaoming was thinking, several divine lights in front of him hit him. The void was broken and cracks spread, trying to stop Chen xiaoming from leaving the void.

"Lying trough, catch up so quickly."

The strength drops seriously. Those old immortals are close to the strength of the God King. Now when they meet Chen Xiaoming, the cat runs after the mouse like a mouse.

"Oh, I can't stay."

I know my own situation. This kind of people are blocked here, and a group of old people come. Chen Xiaoming was not afraid before. Now, tut tut.

Once there is another defensive king warrior in this group, Chen Xiaoming can't even break the defense. He still farts.

He secretly shouted out the system panel. Although he was reluctant to give up, Chen Xiaoming had no choice but to run first and come back to find the field when he was cured next time.

Just as Chen Xiaoming was about to break the boundary, a slender jade hand was placed on Chen Xiaoming's shoulder, and then a bright sword light cut through the void. When the light at his feet flickered, the figure had disappeared from the original place.

"Whew, whew, whew."

Several white haired elders chased out, looked at Chen Xiaoming who fled again, and drank a "chase" in his mouth.

The xuanyutai was shining brightly, and a group of people caught up again.

.........

Three months later

The southern part of the eastern wasteland is within the territory of the state of Zhao

"Hoo, finally get rid of those old immortals. One by one, like dogs, they chase really hard."

Chen Xiaoming sat powerlessly beside the stream. At the moment, they were in the green mountains in the state of Zhao. After three months of chasing, they finally got rid of it, which made Chen Xiaoming breathe a sigh of relief.

Here, with green mountains and green waters, birds singing and flowers smelling, it is filled with the breath of nature and beautiful scenery, which is the right name for the green mountain.

Chen Xiaoming sighed and looked at the beautiful white figure in the upper reaches of the stream.

"Thanks, I thought you really left."

The figure is no one else, but the cruel emperor. At the moment, he is sitting on the stone by the mountain stream and practicing silently.

Looking at the cruel emperor who still didn't reply, Chen Xiaoming didn't care either. He smiled gently, with a trace of joy in his eyes.

The cruel emperor is known as the first cruel man in all ages, but he is also nostalgic, which can be seen from his legacy to his former village.

Besides, the cruel emperor has not yet become emperor, nor has he reached the level of the first cruel man in history.

That means that there is still a chance. Every drop of water wears through the stone. Take your time and don't worry.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly. Chen Xiaoming lay safely on the grass, recovering the blood source in his body. It was OK. This wave was not lost.

Just then, the cruel emperor who had been practicing cross legged opened his eyes and couldn't help looking at Chen Xiaoming. As soon as his figure flashed, he directly stood beside Chen Xiaoming. With a gentle hand, Chen Xiaoming's body flew uncontrollably and was locked by the cruel emperor.

"Hey, what are you doing? Although I like you, we haven't known each other for a long time. I'll die if I'm in such a hurry."

Chen Xiaoming shouted a few times, then narrowed his eyes, with a cheap smile on his face, a posture of guarding himself like a jade, but passively letting him deal with it.

The atmosphere solidified for a time. The cruel emperor realized a trace of difference from Chen Xiaoming's words.

However, then the eyes under the mask coagulated, and a trace of killing intention filled the air.

"Who the hell are you?"