"How is that possible?!"

The evil corpse Taoist screamed like a frightened child.

In his impression, Wang Xiao was still the strength of the Qingluan Douque in Phoenix Mountain before.

When there was no Chaos Bell, the evil corpse Taoist was confident enough to take it.

But the result at this time was completely incomprehensible.

Practice is similar to those krypton gold games in the modern world.

The upgrade was quick and the amount of experience needed was not much.

But the later you go, the more experience you need to upgrade, and it is even astronomical numbers that make people desperate.

The strength that Wang Xiao showed at this time was already a world of difference compared to when the Qingluan Dougu in Phoenix Mountain was in Fenghuang Mountain.

The evil corpse Taoist could not believe it no matter what. How did he do it?

"No more fight?"

Wang Xiao's smile gradually became cruel, "That's my turn."
Chapter completed!