Chapter 628: How powerful is it?

The old man seemed to be unaware of such high temperatures. He signaled that Xixi put the body of Ouyang Haoxuan on the sand, and muttered in his mouth: "You are a teacher, but I haven’t really been a teacher for hundreds of years. I have used the real yuan, and when the boy wakes up, you have to prepare for the full feat and do it."
"Right, and, don't let the little pink pig come with me, all the dishes and wines are for me!"
Xiaoxi laughed, but still nodded: "Thank you Master!"
The old man was satisfied. He sat cross-legged around Ouyang Haoxuan and slowly closed his eyes.
A stunned discovery of Tunxi, the moment when the old man closed his eyes, his whole person's momentum changed.
A powerful mountain-like spiritual force emerged from his body, wrapping the body of Ouyang Haoxuan.
Almost at the moment of contact with the old man's spiritual power, Ouyang Haoxuan Dantian lit up a golden glow.
The old man opened his eyes abruptly, and his thin hands quickly formed a complicated French seal, and he went to Ota in Ouyang Haoxuan.
The golden red light of Ouyang Haoxuan Dantian kept beating, and the old man’s spiritual power collided, seemingly wanting to break free.
Tunxi can see that it is a prototype, probably only red nails of small nail size.
As the blood-red beads continued to sway, the hottest deserts became hotter.
Tunxi looked at the old man nervously, and saw that his head was soaked with crystal clear sweat, his face was extremely ugly.
Suxi’s heart was shocked, although she could not fully understand the strength of her cheap master.
But it can be 100% certain that he has definitely surpassed the existence of the top strength of the mainland, or that he is not a person in this world.
But now, Master is fully fighting against the fire of the spirit of the Pearl, but actually fell into the wind? How powerful is the power of this fire spirit?
Ouyang Haoxuan's body began to show visible changes with the spirit of the old man and the fire-fighting spirit.
The bright red light flows through the veins in his body. Wherever he goes, the black charcoal-like skin that has been burnt is slowly regaining flexibility and smoothness.
And he did not have any ups and downs of heart and Dan Tian, ​​but he also slowly pulsed.
Ouyang Haoxuan originally had a blush on his face, and his brows gradually twisted together, revealing a painful expression.
The red beads and the old man's wrestling are still going on, the sweat on the old man's body is more and more, his face is ugly. The light of the red beads is getting thinner and thinner, as if it will disappear at any time.
But at this time, Ouyang Haoxuan struggled fiercely, and the beast-like roar in his mouth.
Vaguely, Tunxi can hear the sound of Ouyang Haoxuan's broken hoarseness. "Mother...爹...Feng family...death-!"
Because of the struggle of Ouyang Haoxuan and the surging hatred in the body, the red beads that had been faintly faintly had slowly been covered with a dark and dark black gas.
The look of the old man is getting more and more gray and ugly. The spirit that originally wrapped Ouyang Haoxuan also swayed, as if it was wrapped in the black darkness.
At this time, Tunxi stood by and felt that he was in the cold and hot junction.
Suddenly I felt the coldness of the infiltration into the bone marrow. As soon as she was hot, she seemed to melt and flesh.