Xiaobao condensed the immortal power and poured it into the evil spirit sword.
But his cultivation base is really too low, he just ran all the way, and he has already consumed most of the immortal energy in [Guan Yuan].
At this time, regardless of everything, he overdraws his immortal power, and suddenly he feels a burning pain in his muscles and bones.
The little face was pale, and the body was also crumbling.
Bixie sensed Xiaobao's strangeness, and immediately forgot to play with the treasure, and shouted nervously: "Little master, how are you?"
At this moment, the giant ghoul seemed to sense their weakness.
With a strange cry, the speed suddenly increased several times.
The huge palm was raised at the same time, and it grabbed the air in Xiaobao's direction.
Swish! !
Little Treasure couldn't help himself, his small body was pulled into the air by a huge force, and quickly slammed into the giant ghoul's palm.
"little Master!!"
The evil spirit sword let out a roar, turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the ghoul.
But all of this is a step slower.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Bao had already arrived in front of the giant ghoul.
A strong stench came from the open palm.
The muddy liquid trickled down, and one drop splashed onto Xiaobao's face.
No matter how calm and calm Xiaobao was, his whole body was still stiff at this moment.
The little face was pale, and his mind was full of helplessness and panic about the imminent death.
Father, mother! !
He murmured in his heart and closed his eyes in despair.
But at this moment, the body was caught by something and flew into the air.
There is no smelly liquid splashed on the body, and there is no pain of being eaten.
Some are just strange but warm embraces.
Xiao Bao opened his eyes cautiously, and what he saw was an unfamiliar face.
Clear, charming, handsome, and exuding a chilly and evil spirit that makes people daunting.
Xiao Bao stared blankly at the face close at hand, as if he hadn't realized that he was out of danger.
Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and turned his head to look.
I saw the giant ghoul that had terrified him just now and made him feel powerless.
At this time, it fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, and gradually turned into blood, evaporated and disappeared.
The evil spirit sword wobbled and flew in front of Xiaobao, crashing into his arms.
After confirming that he was fine, he almost burst into tears: "My little ancestor, you are trying to scare me to death! Mom, I thought my sword body was finished... it's... eh..."
When it came to the last two words, it was only later that evil spirits discovered it.
His little master was held in his arms.
The little master is only six years old, and it is not unusual at all to be held in his arms.
And the one who silenced the evil spirit was the man holding the little master, the aura around him was really terrifying.
The Evil Resisting Sword had been trapped in Fuxi's Secret Realm for decades, so I had never seen any kind of fierceness or sensuality.
But that bit of ferocity, facing the man in front of him, is like a mayfly facing a big tree, and the water droplets melt into the sea, and I am too embarrassed to mention it.
This... who is this man
What does he want to do to the little master
Little Treasure embraced the humming and trembling Evil Resisting Sword, then turned to look at the man who was hugging him, and said in a crisp voice, "Thank you for saving me."
The man put him down, his expression was cold, he didn't look at him, but looked at the sky, frowning slightly.
Xiaobao looked around.
However, he found that the surrounding scenery was unfamiliar.
He has never been out of the small world, and he doesn't know what Xiuxian Continent is like, let alone where to find his father.
The little brow couldn't help but also frown.