The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

The fruit pouted: "It's far worse than the little purple aunt!"

Xiaotian suddenly sighed: "The little master is careful!"

The voice just fell, the original beautiful grass that was still changing in color, suddenly violently rolled up.

The color of the grass is quickly fixed in the fire red after a quick jump.

The hot temperature rises from the ground, and the high temperature can melt the iron directly.

At the same time, all the plants around them began to show their sharp fangs.

In the entire magical demon forest, the rich and suffocating demon and spiritual power are at the same time.

All the breaths are intertwined, forming a terror that can make the ninth-order dragons can't help but want to tremble.

The fruit looks at the plants in front of the claws and feels the terrible pressure from the air.

The little face is not afraid, but the corner of the mouth evokes a sneer.

"Little brother, can you hide in my space first?"

Xiaotian looked up at his little master. "No problem?"

These plants are still very powerful, and the body that he is injured today is impossible to fight!

The fruit looked at Xiaotian and looked like a glimpse of Ji Ming, but he had the pride of the world: "Do not forget the brother of Xiaotian, who is my son!"

His father was Ji Minglu, the strongest Emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

His mother is Yunxiao, the sole owner of the core of the wood.

Xiaotian was received in the space of fruit.

The long sword in the hands of the fruit drips and turns, and the dragon screams into the sky.

Since breaking through the gods and combining with the chaotic jade butterfly, Ji Minghao no longer needs the holy device.

So he gave Jiuyoufeng Longjian to his son.

The nine secluded dragon swords came out, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the dragons rushed into the sky. Everything was shivering under the powerful Kowloon pressure.

At the same time, there is the rich black gas in the fruit.

The faintness of the black gas is mixed with a hint of blue, as if it is a vitality, and it seems to be the source of the surrender of the world.

In the magical demon forest, those who are unfavorable demon, facing this ten-year-old boy, and the dragon sword in his hand, unconsciously shuddered.

After an hour.

The fruit put a pink lotus flower under his feet.

The nine secluded dragon sword pointed at a colorful python.

Around him, there are all kinds of fruit leaves and plant roots.

The fruit of the fruit smashed into the lotus heart of the lotus. "How? Do you not accept it? If you don't, we will continue to fight!"

The power of black phagocy was pervasive, and the demon plants that had already been smashed around immediately swayed wildly.

The pink lotus flower under the sole of the foot is trembled violently, and the heart drops at the heart of the water.

It seems to be crying for mercy.

The fruit was unmoved, and coldly said: "Even if you take it, I am not interested in surpassing the guy who is against me. I see that I still slaughtered you directly!"

After that, the nine secluded dragon swords slid and flew upwards.

The thunder sounded over the forest, as if at any time, thousands of thunder would fall, and all the creatures in the magical demon forest would be wiped out.

"Heroes are dying!" A thin voice came from afar.

When the fruit was awkward, the rotation of the nine secluded dragon sword stopped and fell back into his hands.

"Hey, we know that we are wrong. We shouldn't know why we want to swallow you!"