Douluo Dalu: If Xiao Wu doesn’t sacrifice

When Tang San woke up, he had already gone through a lot of ups and downs in ink painting. It's clear all around. What interested him was the black and white tiger cub. The cub of the dark evil god. But he was not spared either. He looked exactly like he was six or seven years old. What's even more frightening is that the martial spirit has not awakened at all.

Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu... the Xiao Wu he remembered as a child did not appear in front of him. About half a meter away from him, a soft-boned peach rabbit lay obediently. Very small. It was as if Tang San as a child could almost hold it in his arms. The little rabbit's eyes were closed, and he must have passed out after being mentally stimulated. This made Tang San very uncomfortable.

Of course, it's not surprising. After all, Xiao Wu has not reached level 70 yet and has officially entered the mature stage, and his body is just a little rabbit. Xiao Wu had explained this matter to him alone. Sister A Yin's maturity point was level 60 because she was a plant-type soul beast. But Xiao Wu is not.

However, it is this tiger that we should face now.

After all, he is the king of beasts. Even in the cub stage, he can still compete with ordinary hundred-year-old soul beasts. Tang San couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Xiao Wu. After all, Xiao Wu was also on this list before she comprehended the Emperor's Spiritual Mind and tried her best to cleanse the menstrual marrow and inject the Emperor's blood.

The tiger is coming. Still fangs and bloody mouth. Full of evil thoughts.

Tang San looked at his 24th Bridge on a Moonlit Night. How did I forget this thing?

The little hand gently turned it, and the Zhuge Divine Crossbow appeared in the palm.

He raised the divine crossbow and clasped it lightly with his fingers. A flash of light appeared and blood splattered.

ended.

The fields gradually dispersed. Tang San was in a daze, already down to earth, and the surrounding environment was very quiet. Tang San hurriedly went to help Xiao Wu and injected a breath of Blue Silver Emperor's life into her eyebrows. Xiao Wu gradually woke up.

Looking at the Evil God Tiger, the soul ring has condensed and taken shape.

"83100 years." Regarding the age of the soul beast, Xiao Wu was very accurate. The final word.

"I want to try it." Tang San thought for a moment and said.

"I believe you."

"Don't shoot."

"it is good."

Xiao Wu smiled and started practicing on the spot.

Tang San made up his mind, stepped forward, stretched out his soul bones, and attracted the dark soul ring to himself. The collision begins.

Sweat like rain.

Golden light swayed from top to bottom around Tang San's body, spreading like ripples in circles.

Pains all over the body.

Black and blue-gold colors divide this place. overbearing. Pressure and resist. Tang San's body was already oozing with blood. Veins bulged. Hold on. Silent. It was extremely painful not even making an expression.

Tang San held on, naturally for a reason. He couldn't let Xiao Wu sacrifice himself for him anymore. If Xiao Wu really saw the mask of pain, his ferocious look, and his squeaking voice, she would feel uncomfortable. It's really not good for Xiao Wuruo to make two choices and force her heart when she feels distressed. Tang San was reluctant to give up. Xiao Wu has endured enough. Sometimes Tang San really felt sorry for Xiao Wu. Keep everything in mind.

The labor pains continued and became more severe. The evil thoughts coming from the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger were cutting and oppressing each part of the body and every soul bone one after another. Can't shout out loud.

Little did they know that Xiao Wu was practicing cultivation on the surface, but was deeply hurt by this scene. Brother already feels sorry for me, if I show it again, he will only feel sorry for me even more. It will only make him distracted and worried, and he will not be able to absorb the soul ring with all his strength.

The crackling sound of bones is always there, endless. This is the limit. It just depends on whether Tang San can rely on this obsession to break through the limit.

The body teetered back and forth on the edge of collapse.