The bald young man was stunned and stayed there, as if he couldn't accept the scene he had just seen, with his eyes blank and confused murmurs.

"He ate my magic weapon...?"

"I've eaten it, I really eat it. If you don't believe me, look." Wang Baole opened his mouth to the bald young man and signaled that he had indeed eaten it.

In this scene, even Lu Zihao, who had always been paying attention to this battle, looked at the bald young man and Wang Baole. Even though he didn't like the former in his heart, he couldn't help but curse Wang Baole secretly.

"Bitch, this is so cheap!! Is he from the Magic Army Pavilion or the Foodie Pavilion? He is not afraid of eating himself to death!"

When muttering to Lu Zi, the purple-armored monk was also stunned. The scene of Wang Baole swallowing the magic weapon was shocked.

As for the bald young man, he seemed to be stupid at this moment, and seemed unable to accept all this. He actually looked at Wang Baole's mouth, but his body slowly trembled.

"Really... I ate..." As he murmured, the bald young man's breathing gradually became rapid, as if he had slowly accepted this fact. At this moment, his mind buzzed directly.

It seemed as if the hundred thousand heavenly thunders exploded one after another in his mind, becoming stronger and stronger, and finally echoed endlessly, trembling his mind, making his body tremble uncontrollably. After the bald young man suddenly looked up, his eyes were filled with blood, and he roared wildly.

"Wang Baole!!" The bald young man roared to the sky, his whole body was completely crazy, and his breathing was rapid. A sense of madness and absurdity that he had never had before made him seem to have his blood vessels exploded, and he spewed out a large mouthful of blood in anger.

"You...you actually ate it!!"

The bald young man roared angrily and wanted to chase Wang Baole, but the blow was so big that he had just taken a few steps before his eyes turned black and his steps were staggering, and he felt that the world in front of him was spinning.

Fortunately, the purple-armored monk next to him rushed forward and held it in his hand. The bald young man did not fall, but his eyes were already red like blood. If his eyes could kill people, Wang Baole would have been killed by him at this moment.

"Wang Baole, spit it out for me, you give me back the magic weapon, that's mine... I have worked hard to train, you... how can you eat it!!" He grabbed the arm of the purple-armored monk and barely stood firm. The bald young man couldn't help but cry and roar in grief and anger.

Seeing that the other party reacted so much, Wang Baole instinctively took a few steps back, blinked and coughed dryly, thinking that he was too bullying, and made the person cry. So he waved his hand, took out a golden bell bead and threw it over.

"Isn't it just a bead? I'll pay you one."

"You actually humiliated me!! What kind of broken thing are you? Mine is refined from spiritual blood. Do you understand?!" The bald young man was even more hysterical. He shook his sleeves and directly knocked the golden bell beads away, roaring and hissing.

"Breaking a car? Blackmail?" Wang Baole glared at his eyes and was about to speak, but at this moment, his face suddenly changed. He noticed that the water droplets in his body had just been swallowed by him, and at this moment, there was a strange change.

In fact, the reason why Wang Baole dared to swallow the water droplet was that the water droplet was refined out of nothing and turned into a spiritual blank, and his mark was even more inside, which made him instinctively feel that this thing could be integrated with his body.

Then he swallowed it in one bite and stored it in his stomach. There was no change at first, but at this moment, a thread of blood emerged from the water droplet!

This bloodshot is exactly the same as what Wang Baole saw in the water droplet world before. At the moment of appearance, the spiritual power was released. The bloodshot suddenly increased in speed, and it actually curled up the water droplets and tried to rush out of Wang Baole's body!

At the same time, the bald young man who was furious immediately noticed something and suddenly showed ecstasy in his eyes.

"It's still here!" He said, and immediately sat cross-legged, pointed his eyebrows with both hands. As the body vibrated, he didn't know what kind of magic was used to make the blood in Wang Baole's body suddenly surge, which scared Wang Baole and was about to spit it out.

But at this moment, suddenly, the seed-eating vortex in Wang Baole's dantian turned suddenly at this moment, and an astonishing suction force instantly dissipated inside and outside the body and disappeared in an instant.

Although it was just a blink of an eye, the suction force emitted was so strong that it suddenly sucked the bloody thread that was originally about to be rolled out of the beads!

The bloodshot seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand, and no matter how it resisted and struggled, it was futile. It was forced to pull it into the seed, as if it was crushed, and it was swallowed and absorbed!!

All this happened in an instant. Before Wang Baole could react, his seed swallowed the bloodshot. As for the water droplets, it seemed that the seed looked down on them and ignored them.

Wang Baole was stunned for a moment, but his face changed drastically. After his seeds swallowed the bloodshot, he seemed to digest it. In an instant, a sensation of... amazing spiritual energy fluctuations burst out from his dantian!!

This spiritual energy is too strong and extremely rich, even surpassing Wang Baole's total amount of spiritual energy absorbed so far. After being erupted by the seed, it was like a mountain torrent, and it exploded directly inside Wang Baole's body!!

He noticed that this extremely rich spiritual energy was accumulating wildly in his body, as if he had become a balloon that was constantly inflating. He was about to be burst, and Wang Baole was frightened and screamed.

"What's the situation? It's too sudden!" Wang Baole's breathing stopped, and he instinctively immediately unfolded the Cloud Mist Effort Art to absorb it.

With the operation of the Cloud Mist Effort Art, a large amount of spiritual energy was sucked into his meridians and wandering around his body. In this moment, his cultivation began to rise. In the blink of an eye, he reached the middle of the level of the True Breath!

But he had no time to surprise him. At this moment, he was anxious. Wang Baole no longer cared about anything else. He frantically activated his cultivation and soon reached the peak of the first level of true breath!

The climbing speed is too fast, it is like eating a peerless fairy pill!!

But Wang Baole still wailed. He found that the intensity of spiritual energy in his body was too amazing, beyond his imagination. Even if the Cloud and Fog Piaomiao Art was activated, he had more than ten more spiritual veins to absorb it, but it could only delay the crisis of being burst.

As for the spiritual energy that could not be absorbed for a short time, under his desperate attempt to stop it, all of them were automatically accumulated on the internal organs, piled up in the flesh and blood of the body, turning into spiritual fat!!

The lipid continued to thicken, so that Wang Baole's body expanded rapidly with the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, he became a huge ball. Standing there, from a distance, it was shocking!

"I...I..." Wang Baole was full of grief and anger, trying hard to look down at his body, but found that he could not do it. This familiar feeling made his scream even more sad.

"Why am I fat again? I finally lost my weight. My slim figure and my handsome face. Don't do this..."

"Don't be fat anymore. I was wrong. I shouldn't eat randomly. I haven't become the federal president yet. I don't want to be fat to death!"

Wang Baole, who was in grief and angry, even at this moment, broke through from the peak of the first level of true breath and stepped into the second level of true breath, but he didn't care. His wailing voice was extremely miserable, with hatred and regret, spreading all directions...

At this moment, all the disciples who saw this scene through the light screen in the Shangyuan Island were shocked, and their minds were shaking, and they were stunned and breathing continuously.

Many of them saw the battle between Wang Baole and the bald young man throughout the whole process. Although they didn't understand it very much, the momentum that Wang Baole rushed out in the end still attracted them for a long time. However, the subsequent development was too unexpected. It would be fine if Wang Baole swallowed the water droplets, but in the end he became a big fat man. They could understand this, but they could not accept it as Wang Baole's cultivation level broke through.

"This is a big competition from Zhanwu Pavilion. He...he actually broke through!!"

"What kind of luck is he?! I also want to break through. As long as my cultivation can break through, what if I become a fat man!!"

"Spiritual blood, what is spiritual blood?"

When the Upper Court Island was in an uproar and the discussion broke out, the military, federal officials, as well as the senior officials of Piaomiao Taoist Court were all shocked, their eyes widened, and they looked straight at Wang Baole's figure who had become a meat ball.

"I thought Wang Baole was fierce before and actually dared to swallow the magic weapon..."

"I said how could Li Wuchen have a illusion weapon in the true breath? It turned out that it was refined by spiritual blood. The spiritual blood was taken from the blood of the strange beasts in the ancient sword outside the sky. It was extremely precious... Li Xingwen was too luxurious to this disciple!!"

As everyone was surprised, General Zhou's eyes became even more intense, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was extremely satisfied with Wang Baole. As for the high-level buildings of Piaomiao Taoist Court, everyone looked strange at this moment. After a while, someone muttered in a low voice.

"That... the Supreme Elder hasn't come back, right?"

"He has a bad temper..."

At the top of this Piaomiao Taoist Temple, there were headaches, and even the middle-aged man in the red robe could not laugh or cry. At the highest point of this world, where they could not feel and detect it seemed to be separated by a layer of water. On the water, under the blue sky and white clouds, an old man sat cross-legged there.

The old man was covered in white hair and looked like a fairy-like Taoist priest. It was the one who was called the master by the bald young man Li Wuchen on the mountain peak of the enlightenment system... the Supreme Elder of Piaomiao Taoist Court!

At this moment, he lowered his head and stared at the intersection of the mountain peaks below. Wang Baole's ball-like figure... After a while, he seemed to hear Wang Baole's wailing. The old man slowly looked a little surprised and couldn't help laughing.
Chapter completed!