Chapter 1272
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Originally, this spiritual energy could help him quickly condense his core.
However, at this moment, Zhen Xiaoxiao didn't dare to breathe in and out anymore …
Because the more he breathed in, the more the inheritance of the Heavenly Lion would deprive him of it. At the same time, the spiritual energy that enveloped the little golden retriever was getting thicker … it would probably take longer for it to wake up.
This was a f * cking endless loop that made one feel despair.
On one hand, all the East Palace Hall's sky-prides and the inheritors of the Fiendgods were cultivating crazily with the help of the spiritual cloud and the time flow that was three times faster. On the other hand, he was guarding the second cave abode, a huge treasure vault. He could only stare at it helplessly, but he didn't dare to touch it at all …
There was no response from the heavens and earth.
Three years!
Three years of hopeless waiting was even more miserable than being imprisoned!
"Eldest Senior Brother! It's not that I'm not serious about forming my core. If you want to blame someone, blame the Heavenly Lion Patriarch. He insisted on letting me see the second lion tomb. Now, if the little golden retriever doesn't wake up, I can't condense my core at all! "
"Huanhuan! Huanhuan! It's not that I'm slacking off, it's that the heavens want to destroy me. I can't do anything about it! "
Like an ant on a hot pan, Zhen Xiaoxiao was sweating profusely as he jumped up and down in the narrow cave abode for a long time. However, he still couldn't think of a solution.
Should he look for Violet Ring and discuss it?
Forget it, there would only be two answers from her.
One was to wait, and the other was to kill the little golden retriever.
"Damn it!" Zhen Xiaoxiao clenched his fists, and a determined look appeared on his face. As if he had made up his mind, he gritted his teeth and snorted coldly. "Then we can only wait!"
According to the current spiritual energy consumption rate of the Pure Gold Heavenly Lion, there was a high chance that it would wake up within three years. However, even so, Zhen Xiaoxiao couldn't just watch as the milky white spiritual cloud gushed out from under his cave abode's spiritual platform and spread to the outside world, benefiting others!
"I can't. You guys suck it for me!"
Frowning, Zhen Xiaoxiao immediately took out the Beast Spirit Stone in his body and smashed it fiercely on the center of the Spirit Altar. At the same time, he summoned all the beasts that he could summon from his body, such as the Muddy Shadow Speeding Wolf, Hidden Blood Crocodile, Black Sand Poisonous Centipede, Giant Belly Frog and Luoluo. They stood around the Spirit Altar and breathed in and out the thick spiritual clouds.
Seeing the appearance of the beast horde, the spirit clouds in the air finally thinned a little, and Zhen Xiaoxiao didn't feel so sad anymore.
However, when Zhen Xiaoxiao saw the Concealed Blood Crocodile, Luoluo, and the others in the spirit cloud so happy that they were about to reach orgasm, his eyes still reddened. After taking more than ten deep breaths, he finally managed to suppress the urge to compete with them for spiritual energy.
Just as he was feeling depressed and desperate, the Snow Treader Storage Bag hanging on his waist suddenly moved.
Huh?
Just as Zhen Xiaoxiao lowered her head, a pair of hands suddenly passed through her arms and pulled her into a tight embrace.
"Xiao Xiao, how long did I sleep?"
Small Gruel used his chin, which was still covered in ice, to rub Zhen Xiaoxiao's neck, his voice sounding a little aggrieved.
That damned uncle!
He suddenly appeared without warning, causing him to be caught off guard. He had swallowed a little too much ice energy, and the depth of his self-sealing was also much deeper than before. Even after struggling for a few months, he still couldn't break free from his nightmare.
"Small Gruel! You're finally back! "
Zhen Xiaoxiao cried out in surprise.
Small Gruel's sudden appearance was simply a huge surprise to her. For a moment, she forgot to curse the Little Golden Retriever, and also forgot to complain that Small Gruel had slept a little too long this time. Zhen Xiaoxiao laughed loudly and turned around, using her hands to slap his cheeks that were a little stiff from the cold.
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