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    "Bao" In the outside world, Abao also felt this palpitating trend. The dual cultivation of law and body makes people feel perfect, a kind of perfection of Tao. If you only practice law and do not cultivate body, although it is powerful, it also makes you feel  People feel a little lacking, so there are few perfect things in this world, but at this moment Qin Hao has achieved perfection, which is almost unprecedented from ancient times to the present.

    The reason why Abao is palpitating is actually because Qin Hao's divine treasure is wide open. Opening the divine treasure is a kind of torture for him. At this time, Abao still clearly remembers that when he was still in the dome state, there was a  The extremely terrifying "female devil" made him complain endlessly, and even said that life would be worse than death. Now that Qin Hao's divine possession is open, it means

    Abao couldn't care less about whether he was a protector or not. He pulled out the Qiankun Ruyi Golden Cudgel, trying to give himself a sense of security, but he found that it didn't work. He was about to run away, but at this moment a sweet smile suddenly came:  "The furry guy, so cute. I never thought that such an ugly dome could become so beautiful. It was just a meat ball before, well it actually has the fighting power of a thunder tribulation. Yes, I didn't feed you in vain.  , come here and let me pinch you."

    Abao's face immediately changed, and he didn't dare to move. The feeling of heart palpitations became more and more intense. The invisible sense of oppression was the vibration from the bottom of his heart, or the fear from inheritance. At this time, Abao  Not tough, almost weak and like a panda. Of course, in Qin Hao's eyes, he has always been a panda.

    "Baby baby" A Bao didn't dare to look back. He held the Ruyi Golden Cudgel tightly in his paws, trying to find something to rely on. But the more he did it, the more he found that he became more nervous and even more frightened.

    When a hand fell on his shoulder and gently stroked his fur, although he couldn't see the goosebumps, he was already trembling.

    "Okay, Xiaomeng, it's wrong for you to bully A Bao like this." Suddenly a voice for help came. Qin Hao finally opened his eyes, and A Bao flew out like a kitten and hid directly.  Behind Qin Hao

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    "Dragon Star Coffin!" Xian Wushuang looked at all this coldly, his expression even more solemn. Obviously he also knew that there were countless powerful true dragons buried in the stars in the sky. What was different from Qin Hao's feeling was that he felt something  A terrifying force was pressing in from all directions, and the feeling of being unable to resist made him feel like he was back when he first started practicing, when everything was so novel, yet so powerless.

    The other people were even more unbearable, their cheeks were covered with fine sweat, and their whole bodies were feeling cold. Even though there were several weapons comparable to imperial weapons, only Yuan Tu Sword and Sanbao Ruyi could withstand this force.  The reason why Qin Hao is able to do this is actually because of the blood of the True Dragon King.

    "There is definitely an emperor-level True Dragon expert buried here. Even Yuan Tujian can feel the pressure of this force." With the Three Treasures Ruyi, Chunyangzi also had a solemn look on his face. Compared to Xian Wushuang, he is much more fragile.  .  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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