Chapter 721: Explosive export of Xiaobao

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He is the elder of Heavenly Tao, a high-ranking warrior who is congenitally perfected!
Even... this little boy, as a child, is really high!
what--!
The elders squinted slightly, showing a shocked look.
Because he discovered at this time, Xiao Bao’s cultivation has already reached the level of perfection.
Just one step away, you can step into the innate!
A child of four or five years old can achieve congenital?
Speaking out, who can believe?
On the other hand, it is also proved that the child's root bone talent has reached the level of the sky.
If so, what kind of effect would he be able to make this child even the belt bone into a medicinal medicine?
At the thought of this, the eyes of the elders became hot and hot, as if they were going to burn.
Even the embarrassment of Mu Yan was thrown behind him.
"Little doll, oh, go with Grandpa, Grandpa promises not to hurt you a little finger, but if you don't obey, don't blame Grandpa!"
Xiaobao looked at him coldly, and the ice-blue scorpion was full of contempt and ridicule. "Old dog, who is your grandfather!"
puff--!
Guan Hu almost didn't have a squirt of water.
The people of the sinister army rushed their eyes to Guan Hu and Chen Ying.
I blame these guys for not obscuring on weekdays, and even taught them to be the little masters like fairy boys!
Guan Hu touched his nose with guilty conscience and did not dare to look at Mu Yan’s eyes.
In fact, the most powerful of the four camps of the Cuiyan Army is the ink camp. In the ink camp, strictly speaking, the real master is not Mu Yan but Xiao Bao.
Therefore, Xiaobao spends the most time with the group of old men in the camp.
Unexpectedly, their cute and exquisitely high-ranking masters were actually broken by the group of old and old.
In the future, they will be forbidden to contact their little masters and the guys in the ink camp.
Mu Yan did not care about Xiaobao’s mantra.
Her baby wants to live how to live, do not need to care about other people's eyes, and do not need to care about the world.
As long as her Xiaobao’s happiness is enough.
She is worried about the battle between Xiaobao and the elders.
Xiaobao’s talent is very high. Under the training of Emperor, his strength is far higher than that of the same person.
But the problem is that the tens of thousands of elders are stepping into the congenital perfection, and Mu Yan knows clearly that Xiaobao is definitely not his opponent.
Sure enough, the elders were angered by Xiaobao’s
old dog
and screamed and rushed toward Xiaobao.
The terrible pressure and the majestic ambience surround it, and Xiaobao is firmly suppressed.
Even if Xiaobao avoids every deadly attack with a flexible figure, it is also stretched and dangerous.
The whole heart of Mu Yan was hung up.
She wants to help, but she is afraid of disturbing the training and training of the Emperor Xiaobao, so she dare not act rashly.
Finally, her man’s voice came from her ear,
Yuhong Jinghong!

Just four words, Mu Yan immediately understood.
The celestial piano appeared out of thin air, the strings twirled, and the melodious sound of the piano blew out.
[Feather on the eye] Skills launched!
With the sound of the music, there is a colorful energy that is invisible to the naked eye, overflowing from the fingertips of Muyan, fluttering, wrapped around the small treasure and the elders.
As these energies entangle more and more.
The elders suddenly felt that their bodies were no longer flexible, and the operation of the aura became sluggish.
On the contrary, Xiaobao feels that the pressure of the whole body is light, and the original Xuanqi, which seems to be solidified, also runs quickly.