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Chapter 177: The Great Chance of the Little Evil King

Suddenly, his feet were empty and he fell down. A shining light appeared in front of him, covering him in.

At the last moment of consciousness, the little evil king saw that he was caught in a quaint palace by Guanghua.

I don’t know how long it took, but the little evil king woke up from his coma.

He raised his head and found himself in a palace, surrounded by silent.

Feeling the weakness of his body, the little evil king endured the pain all over his body and got up.

The palace is decorated very simple. In front of it is a stone table with bottles and jars on it. It seems that there is a book of books?

The little evil king's breathing became rapid.

Have you encountered an opportunity?

This is the inheritance place left by the strong?

He burst into tears with excitement, as if he had seen the hope of his rise and the hope of revenge.

He staggered to the stone table, and after only a short walk, he felt exhausted and his legs were weak.

It can be imagined how much damage it has been.

The little evil king sat on the stone chair, looking at the bottles and jars placed on the stone table and a book.

First check out the healing pills.

He was surprised to find that among the pills, there were pills that restored the damaged foundation.

There are even more pills to improve talent!

A great opportunity!

The little evil king was so excited that he cried.

Stand up from the stone chair and kneel on the ground with a thud.

"Senior, I will definitely inherit your inheritance and will not lose your reputation!"

"Dong!Dong!Dong!"

The little evil king kowtowed three times to express his gratitude to this senior.

Sitting back on the stone chair, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, picked up a medicine bottle, pulled out the plug, and poured out a pill.

This is a healing pill that replenishes blood and replenishes vitality, and is an imperial pill!

It has a very powerful effect on powerful people in the imperial realm.

The little evil king is just a true realm warrior. If an imperial pill is used, the blood that is deficient will be nourished soon.

After taking the pill, Xiao Xie Wang sat cross-legged on the stone chair and began to refine the medicinal power.

He murmured to himself: "Evil son, wait for me, I will definitely kill you, I will definitely kill you!"

"So what if you are the evil son of the Great Evil Palace? I, Xiao Evil King, have such a great opportunity, and it may not be impossible to destroy your Great Evil Palace in the future!"

The little evil king's eyes flashed with anger of hatred.

Then, he thought of the weird guy who possessed him.

After refining the monster, he got some information from it.

"Gou clan?"

I have never heard of this race, nor do I know where I am hiding.

It took three days for the little evil king to refine the pills and his injuries were basically healed.

However, the damaged foundation cannot be cured by a single imperial pill.

He was excited and picked up another small bottle.

Inside are elixirs to cure damaged foundations.

The little evil king poured out one, swallowed it, and continued to refine it.

After a pill was taken, the damaged foundation was slowly recovering, and the passing vitality was also replenished.

"Senior, I, the little evil king, will never forget your recreation. No matter what your last wishes you have, I will fulfill them for you for the rest of my life!"

The little evil king was so grateful that he looked at the secret book on the stone table, he was full of expectations.

What kind of peerless martial arts have you left behind?

Oh no, you should call me Master!

After healing the damaged foundation, the little evil king picked up a small bottle again, which was a pill used to enhance his talent.

After a pill was taken down, the little evil king felt that his talent had been improved.

The first pill was the best, so after taking one pill, Xiao Xie Wang did not continue to take it.

Excited his hand and picked up the book on the stone table.

"The Immortal Sutra"!

Immortal scripture?

A skill that transcends the legendary magic?

The little evil king's hands trembled with excitement, and he opened the secret book.

What caught my eye were eight big characters.

"If you want to practice this skill, you can castrate yourself by swinging your sword!"
Chapter completed!
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