Guo Twelve exported some soul power to the handsome old man from time to time.
He knew in his heart that once the handsome old man was unable to follow up and let the Iron Spine Silver Fragrance Dragon escape, it would be an almost impossible task to catch it.
But the handsome old man is not worried, because he found that Gu Molian is very powerful.
With this treasure, he can save a lot of soul power.
With Guo Twelve's tacit support, he is sure to surrender this iron-spine Yinxiang.
Dragon, even though he still looked down upon this dragon spirit beast in his heart.
Chains are the most commonly used skill by professionals, especially spell professionals, who like to use virtual talisman chains.
This is a skill that everyone knows, and it is easy to learn but difficult to master.
The handsome old man is undoubtedly proficient in this skill and has made some changes.
The Eagle Demon stared at the Iron-spine Silver Fragrance Dragon and said, "It will almost shrink to fifty meters."
Xian Rudai said: "It's fast, it's so powerful."
The iron-spine silver-flavored dragon shrank to a length of seven or eight meters as it roared as it was bound by chains.
Guo Twelve sat on the ancient ink lotus and secretly glanced at the handsome old man, clearly seeing the enthusiasm in the handsome old man's eyes.
I saw him vigorously sending out countless virtual talismans, and he kept mumbling: "Oh, it can't be done anymore, I have to rely on hand skills.
My previous thought was countless virtual talismans, which makes people unhappy, little reptile, just let it go. , why are you still struggling?"
Guo Twelve felt a chill after hearing this.
The handsome old man continued to chant: "Little darling, little reptile, little baby, come on."
Click, click Continuous cracking sounds were heard.
The handsome old man suddenly said angrily: "You little bastard would rather die than surrender, right?"
Guo Twelve watched in surprise as the Iron Spine Silver Fragrance Dragon shattered into pieces.
He wondered: "What's going on?"
The handsome old man didn't answer.
He raised his hand and slapped it again, and a virtual palm appeared.
He grabbed the Iron Spine Silver Fragrance Dragon, squeezed it hard, and shouted: "Ning" Puff puff In an instant, the iron-spine silver-flavored dragon condensed into a ball-sized bead and was sucked up by the handsome old man.
He shook his head and said: "What a stubborn Iron-spine Silver Fragrant Dragon, you actually tried to break the soul.
It's a pity that you met me."
He casually put the bead into the ancient ink lotus.
Guo Twelve asked: "What is Broken Soul?"
The handsome old man said: "The broken soul is to break oneself into seventeen or eighty pieces, and then run away.
As long as one piece escapes, it can be condensed again, but the strength will be reduced a lot."
Guo Twelve smiled bitterly and said, "Why haven't I seen this before?"
The handsome old man said calmly: "Only spirit beasts of level fifteen or above have this skill."
He glanced at the altar not far away and said: "Give me a little more soul this time, it will take a lot of effort."
Guo Twelve nodded.
He knew that the battle just now cost the handsome old man at least one foot.
Zhang Yaojin rushed to the altar without saying a word.
He stood under the tall altar, took a deep breath and prayed secretly, and then carefully stepped onto the steps.
Guo Twelve and others didn't speak, they just looked at him silently.
As soon as he stepped on it, Zhang Yaojin stood on the steps, surrounded by silence.
His heart sank, but there was no response from the altar.
He stepped onto the second step, stood on it for a long time, and suddenly howled: "I'm going to fuck your mother, ah, ah, ah, ah, bastard, fuck."
A series of rough thrusts drove the guy crazy.
Guo Twelve shook his head helplessly.
He understood Zhang Yaojin's mood.
It's not that the Gudai family's inheritance is not good, but it's not suitable for him to practice.
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If he insists on practicing, he will probably become a demon, but there is no guarantee that he will become a human being.
If he had received this kind of inheritance, he might also go crazy.
Zhang Yaojin rushed all the way to the top of the altar, pointed to the sky, cursed: "Fucking bastard" and then squatted down with his head in his hands, his shoulders shaking violently.
Everyone knew that he was crying, but no one came to comfort him, because he could not be comforted and could only wait for him to calm down.
Professionals do not need other people's comfort.
The handsome old man said lightly: "I am so depressed when I encounter this little setback.
Hum, my future is not good.
I will go back.
Remember, I need my soul."
Without waiting for Guo Twelve to answer, he retreated into the ancient ink lotus. .
Gu Molian quickly shrank and disappeared into the center of Guo Twelve's head.
Luo Zhan asked: "Twelve, after conquering this Iron-spine Silver Fragrance Dragon, can I use it to fight in the future?"
Guo Twelve shook his head slightly and said: "No, this is not a beast talisman.
This kind of spirit beast is a sacrifice and cannot be used for fighting."
Luo Zhan looked confused after hearing this.
What was the sacrifice?
Xian Rudai asked: "Uncle Luo, don't you know what a sacrifice is?"
Luo Zhan smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know.
Maybe I won't understand until I reach the Great Saint Master."
Xian Rudai smiled and said: "I wonder if you have heard of some old sayings?"
Luo Zhan asked: "What old saying?"
Xian Rudai said: "Spells are professions, weapons are sacrificial treasures, talisman beasts are sacrifices, and altars are tombs.
Hehe, there is a saying that talisman beasts are sacrifices.
This talisman beast refers to the captured spirit beast."
Guo Twelve asked: "It sounds scary to say that an altar is a tomb.
If we build our own altar, we are also building our own tomb."
Xian Rudai nodded and said: "Yes, the actual words are, the spell is your profession, the weapon is your sacrificial treasure, the talisman beast is your sacrifice, the altar is your tomb, this is a professional."
She used When the ancient rune said these words, there was a feeling that shocked the soul, and everyone couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Guo Twelve tasted it carefully and said, "It feels weird that the altar is your tomb."
Luo Zhan smiled and said, "Maybe I will never be able to enjoy this treatment in my life."
Guo Twelve said: "Why do you think so much?
Living is better than anything else."
His true words immediately diluted the heavy atmosphere.
Xian Rudai nodded and said, "These are just some old sayings.
I heard them from my grandma."
Guo Twelve said: "Everyone, wait for me.
I will go to the altar.
You can search around the altar.
You may find something."
He flew up to the altar.
Zhang Yaojin had already stood up and looked into the distance silently.
Guo Twelve came to him and called: "Brother Zhang."
Zhang Yaojin stared at Guo Twelve and asked: "Twelve, what do you think I should do?"
Guo Twelve said: "I don't know, I only know that in this world, as long as you have strength, you are not afraid of anything."
This is a comforting word.
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He knew in his heart that it was useless to say anything at this time, he could only let himself figure it out.
Zhang Yaojin let out a long breath and said, "Maybe, but I'm not willing to do so."
He turned around and flew off the altar.
Without further delay, Guo Twelve immediately knelt down and reached out to hold the top of the altar.
Gu Molian in his soul began to spin as expected, but this time the speed of rotation was faster than before, and even his soul felt dizzy.
Countless filaments pierced the altar along the palm of his hand.
He now somewhat understands that this is the filament that binds the soul.
It seems to be a unique skill of Gu Molian, not from the handsome old man.
When he thought about it, he couldn't help but smile.
It was these thin threads that were used to capture the handsome old man into the Ancient Molian.
This time, Guo Twelve did not compete with the handsome old man for the extracted souls.
Instead, he input them all into the Ancient Molian and let the handsome old man repair his own soul.
This time the soul altar is very complete, and there are many very pure souls.
For the handsome old man, this is a great tonic.
The handsome old man couldn't help but be happy.
Within a moment, his body was completely condensed and his memory was restored a lot.
The handsome old man started shouting again: "It's still not enough, it's not enough, it's far worse than what I had before, I want more, the more, the better, why is it gone again?
It's still a little bit worse, just a little bit, he Oh shit"
Guo Twelve stood up regretfully.
He found that Gu Molian was extracting souls faster, but he still couldn't satisfy the handsome old man's needs.
He said: "Handsome old man, stop barking, I will look for you again."
After flying down from the altar, Guo Twelve asked: "Have you found anything valuable?"
Xianrudai came back happily and said with a smile: "I found something good."
Zhou Xiaoling asked: "If you find something good, let me see it."
Xian Rudai took out a palm-sized blue fragment and said, "This is it, but it's a bit broken."
Zhou Xiaoling picked it up and inspected it carefully for a while, then said, "What kind of crap is this?
I can't see what it is.
Sister Xian, what are you looking for?"
Xian Rudai said: "Thankfully you still have the inheritance of our Gudai family, and you don't even know the fragments of the sacrificial treasure.
If this thing is handled well, a lot of good materials can be broken down, but it is a pity that the complete sacrificial treasure cannot be found." " The fragments of the sacrificial treasure.
Guo Twelve suddenly became interested and said: "Show me, there are fragments of the sacrificial treasure here."
He was very surprised, knowing that the sacrificial treasure is not easy to find.
Xian Rudai said: "What's so strange about this?
This is an ancient battlefield.
There are so many altars.
You should be able to find sacrificial treasures."
Of course Guo Twelve understands the importance of sacrificial treasures.
So far, he only has one sacrificial treasure, and he doesn’t know what grade it is.
This sacrificial treasure was obtained when he accepted the inheritance from the ancient Miluo family.
Luo Zhan also got one each.
Without owning an altar, these sacrificial treasures cannot yet function.
The handsome old man can hear what Guo Twelve is saying, and can also know what others are saying through Guo Twelve's soul, but he cannot see outside and cannot speak.
He can only communicate with Guo Twelve through soul fluctuations: "Little guy , you also go find the sacrificial treasure, I need it very much here."
Guo Twelve couldn't help but smile bitterly, and his soul fluctuated: "Handsome old man, how can I find the sacrificial treasure?
It's just a little bit big, and it falls on the ground, so it's not noticeable at all."
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The handsome old man said: "That's your problem, not mine."
Guo Twelve ignored him.
Just kidding, this is not an archaeological excavation.
Even if there are sacrificial treasures, most of them are buried in the soil.
Without special methods, they cannot be discovered at all.
He has no time to search slowly.
The Eagle Demon asked: "Are we still going inside?"
Xian Rudai said: "Fifteenth-level spirit beasts have appeared here.
I don't know what powerful things we will encounter if we go inside.
I don't think we are strong enough."
Zhang Yaojin said calmly: "I will still go inside."
Guo Twelve was a little hesitant.
He also knew that it would be dangerous to go inside again, and he felt a bit in a dilemma.
Zhou Xiaoling said: "Twelve, you decide
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