Xiaohuo couldn't catch up, he seemed angry, and stood at the end of the bridge and roared all the time.

Sensing Zhang Qingyang's gaze, Xiaohuo turned his head and screamed twice, his expression was very aggrieved.

It glanced at Baxia, Zhang Qingyang followed its gaze, and saw Baxia swallowing the entire Inspiration Goddess, eating with a big belly and a round waist, and was struggling to digest it. A golden ray of light kept wandering around the turtle's shell, apparently falling to the good.

Xiaohuo's fat ran away, and he looked at Zhang Qingyang with a sad face and begged for comfort.

Zhang Qingyang looked at the Inspiration Goddess who had rushed to the edge of the inner universe, and there was no way to do it in his heart.

You can't control the sword intent to attack again, the sword intent can't help tossing. In case you are caught by the Inspiration Goddess and flicked again, you may lose your sword intent.

The remaining avatar of the Inspiration Goddess ran hard, but when she looked closely, she found that her tail didn't move at all.

However, her whole body was surrounded by a faint blue light, especially the rich blue light under her body.

Zhang Qingyang observed carefully, as if he could hear the roar of the rushing water. It was as if there was a long river enveloping her and speeding forward.

In the blink of an eye, the Inspiration Goddess rushed to the middle ground between the Inner Universe and the Outer Universe, she turned her head and looked at Zhang Qingyang with a sneer, and then glared at Baxia and Jianyan angrily.

"See you outside!" As soon as he turned around, he rushed into the thick barrier left by Elder Yu.

"Woo. Xiaohuo turned his head and looked at Zhang Qingyang pitifully.

Zhang Qingyang spread his hands, saying that he could not do anything.

The tyrant over there called "Angang" twice, and then under Xiaohuo's gaze, he turned around slowly and walked towards the bridge, sweeping his tail from time to time. The feelings of sorrow are all in that step-by-step step.

Zhang Qingyang was surprised: "I thought you were an honest person, but I didn't expect to be so angry." ”

Xiaohuo was very unhappy, and he was jealous, and he didn't lose the battle, so he immediately roared back. That probably means that you can do it, you can do it, but then it immediately occurred to me that the other party is really good, after all, people have eaten it. Thinking of this, Xiaohuo's mood fell again, and he frowned and drooped his eyes with a "woo" twice, and he turned back to the bridge very unhappily.

The inspiration goddess died and fled, Zhang Qingyang not only successfully survived the crisis, but also replenished his spiritual power and won a piece of divine power, although he was swallowed by the tyrant. But after all, Baxia is raised by himself, and there is not much difference between him and his own benefits.

Zhang Qingyang was about to withdraw with ease, when suddenly the thick barrier left by Elder Yu suddenly surged, like lightning and thunder.

He was stunned for a moment, and then ecstatic, it couldn't be that he was attacked by the demon turtle inside.

As soon as his mind moved, Zhang Qingyang rushed along the bridge of his heart.

As soon as I entered, I saw that the Inspiration Priestess was struggling to move forward while dealing with the demon turtles rushing from all directions.

These demon turtles are extremely fierce and tenacious, and although their attack power is not enough in front of the gods, their defense is strong enough.

The Inspiration Priestess waved her whip and kept whipping the Demon Tortoise, but often a single whip only pulled the Demon Tortoise back, and soon these little things rushed up with short legs. And more demon tortoises were pouring over in unison, draining her divine power.

Seeing Zhang Qingyang, there was a sudden panic in the eyes of the Inspiration Goddess, and her hands suddenly sped up a lot. A cyan water sword was condensed in his hand, attacking from a distance with one hand and melee with the other, and his speed increased sharply by two points.

Zhang Qingyang didn't have any means to assist in person, and he didn't plan to use sword intent to attack.

After looking at it for a while, the Inspiration Goddess seemed to have discovered Zhang Qingyang's embarrassing situation, her expression calmed down again, and she rushed towards the outer universe steadily.

Seeing that the Inspiration Goddess was about to get out of trouble, Zhang Qingyang was extremely reluctant to give up, not to mention that she looked at him with contempt several times.

Is it tolerable or intolerable?

Zhang Qingyang's eyes suddenly lit up and shouted: "Xiaohuo, come and eat, if you don't come to the food, you will run away." ”

In the stunned eyes of the Inspiration Goddess, Xiao Huo rushed into it with two dragon horns on his head, and rushed towards each other happily, running so fast that his tongue flung backwards.

The Inspiration Goddess looked at the outer universe that was close at hand, separated by a wall. She screamed, whip and water sword in her hand striking at the small fire that came at her.

Xiaohuo was as happy as a two-hundred-pound fat dog when he saw the meat bun thrown in front of him...... Completely ignoring the whip and sword that attacked, his whole body suddenly burst into flames. Before the attack could land on his body, it was evaporated into a large amount of water vapor.

Eating the opponent's dying blow, Xiao Huo jumped up, and the dog's head with the dragon's horns in mid-air instantly swelled. The big mouth that was enough to swallow the Inspiration Priestess opened violently, like a large dark cloud surging from the sky, enveloping the Inspiration Goddess in its entirety.

Zhang Qingyang watched in horror as it fell down against a huge head, and the big head slowly began to shrink for a long time.

Xiaohuo shook his head step by step, drunk and drunk, and walked towards the bridge very satisfied.

It's not a big deal, it's just a little indigestion. After all, although it is a goddess transformed by divine power, it is also a god, how can it be so easy to digest.

The crisis was lifted, and the benefits fell, and Zhang Qingyang's consciousness withdrew from the inner universe.

Outside, fierce battles are continuing.

Ye Luo urged: "Lao Wang, can you do it, and how long will you have to rub it off?"

Wang Hedao: "Okay, that's it." ”

Wang He took the initiative to take a step back, and the momentum of his whole body erupted like a volcano.

The dwarf fishman felt the terrifying murderous aura coming from Wang He's body, and even if it was as fierce as it, he felt a trace of fear, and his body was full of water. As soon as the light was in full bloom, the water splashed everywhere, and when it reappeared, the dwarf fish-man was already hundreds of meters away.

The dwarf fish-man grinned with his teeth and ferocity, reaching out to kill an unlucky pet beast warrior. Who made this pet warrior the closest to it?

Wang He glanced at it contemptuously, he had already figured out the bottom line and upper line of the dwarf fishman's combat routine and strength just now. He was confident that he could slash this agent with a single sword.

Wang He was about to rush over a few steps, when suddenly a snow-bright sword slashed straight down towards the dwarf fishman.

This knife is simple and direct, but it exudes a domineering one. In Wang He's eyes, this knife is no longer simple. He looked up at the owner of the knife, and it was a fat and strong woman, and with both hands, he slashed out a sea of knives and enveloped the dwarf fish-man.

The knife technique is not simple, and I have already touched the edge of the essence of the knife technique. But the power is too weak to pose a real threat to the dwarf fishmen.

Wang He's heart moved, and he suddenly looked at another slender woman behind her.

The woman with a delicate posture smiled at Wang He, and then reached out and shook it.

Out of thin air, a big furry hand suddenly appeared, and the dwarf fishman who jumped out of the sea of knives just jumped out and was held in the palm of his hand by the big hand.