It's not like the tree martial ape Da Sheng can't cast spells. It's just that Yuan Dasheng's spirituality has the characteristics of his life, and he doesn't like casting spells at all. Ning Zhuo had to use the Mirror Channeling Technique to control the spiritual power in the machine's body in order to release the Ice Holding Technique. "Actually, I can only use the spell One Qi." "Because the three joint renovation teams have not passed Room 2 yet, and they cannot access the ice-holding technique." In this case, Ning Zhuo should not display the ice-holding technique. Only when the three joint modification teams come into contact and he learns "in public" can he use it openly. Ning Zhuo took out the floating cloud handkerchief and covered himself and the table. From the huge cotton ball-like clouds, the noise of manufacturing machinery could be heard from time to time. Ning Zhuo is making blood oil bottles as a mechanism component!
The specific drawings come from the rewards from the third level of the Demon Gate. Using this mechanism component, you can collect a variety of blood gases, mix them, process and refine them, and finally form an oily substance with the texture of blood. It would be better if paired with another mechanism component to transform into a blood pool. "Yuan Dasheng mastered the Demonic Blood Muscle Technique before his death, and his cultivation level was very high." "Letting it have blood is the greatest increase in its combat power!" If the magic door was still exposed, Ning Zhuo would not reveal the parts of the mechanism. But now, he has closed the stone wall, making both the Buddhist and Demonic Gates deeply hidden. This means that when others enter the transit hall, they cannot enter the two paths of Buddhism and Demonic Gate. There is no way to talk about receiving relevant rewards. Of course, the blood oil bottle created by Ning Zhuo was not copied from the original version. Instead, it was improved and changed by himself. Its power was greatly reduced, and its principles were also deviated. The reason for this is that on the one hand, he has limited materials at hand, and some high-quality materials are out of his reach. On the other hand, even if this thing is exposed in the future, and the blood oil bottle is exposed in the Lava Immortal Palace, Ning Zhuo will also have certain rhetoric and excuses to explain. The Ning family monks guarded Ning Zui's house. The spiritual consciousness in the foundation building stage scanned and saw the floating clouds, but did not do any unnecessary prying. They communicated via voicemail, guessing what kind of mechanism Ning Zhuo was developing, and he wanted to keep it secret. "Young Master Ning Zhuo has such talent and intelligence, his future is limitless." "Yes, it's been a long time since there has been such an outstanding descendant in our clan." "I'm very curious as to what mechanism he is messing with." "There are so many floating clouds in front of him, interfering with his vision, making it too inconvenient for him to create, right?" "Hahaha, even if you are a genius, you will always have some quirks. Besides, it's not like we don't know Ning Zhuo's life. He has lived alone for too long. This is caution and self-protection. It is a good habit!" As Ning Zhuo's performance becomes more and more outstanding, the expectations and tolerance of people around him are increasing. And that night.
Yuan Dasheng once again put on his armor and walked along the sewer. It enters a purpose-built trail. The trail was dark and deep. After Yuan Dasheng got into it, he crawled all the way to the end. It moved the lever of the simple mechanism, and the stone bricks in front of it moved sideways, revealing a small door. A small stone brick door opened halfway up an abandoned well. Yuan Dasheng carefully checked the surroundings, and after confirming that it was safe, he drilled out of the abandoned well and entered an abandoned poor residence. It left the jade slip in the corner of the poor house and then returned it. This is one of the secret communication channels between Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong. Ning Zhuo secretly manipulated it in order to inform Sun Lingtong to recruit more demon cultivators and prepare to assassinate Yuan Er and put on a good show. The message in the jade slip was naturally in a secret language, created by the joint efforts of Sun Lingtong and Ning Zhuo. Zheng family. The four Jindan Patriarchs are gathering. One of the golden elixirs of the Zhou family talked about Zhou Zhu and Zhou Zeshen with a sad face: "There are poisonous insects hidden in the Earth Yin ant colony, leaving behind Earth Yin energy that is difficult to remove. Once the physical body recovers, it will be like a root of disease planted, with far-reaching consequences." "Zhou Zhu and Zhou Zeshen each have their own talents. If the Qi of earth and yin remains in the body for a long time, the strong yang will inevitably turn into softness, the kidney water will fail, the human body will be inhumane, and the heirs will not be prosperous. What's worse, the yang will turn into yin, and there will be no yin or yang." Zheng Shuangou snorted coldly: "Even so, it is too presumptuous for the two Taoist friends to want to take my clan's Jiuyang scalp ointment by force." Another Jindan of the Zhou family bowed and saluted: "For the sake of our descendants, we, as ancestors, can only ask for it shamelessly." "I have a proposal." "In his early years, fellow Taoist Zheng Shuangou, he always wanted to break into the Night Star Silk Formation below." "Why don't I set up this formation together with my clan brother, and let two Taoist friends break into the formation. If you two are still lingering in the formation after three days and three nights, please give us the Jiuyang Yellow Ox Paste." Zheng Shuangou sneered: "What if we break out?" The ancestor of the Zhou family smiled: "Then my Zhou family will send me the Suzaku Constellation Formation in the Southern Sky!" Zheng Shuangou was moved when he heard this: "Seriously?" Another ancestor of the Zhou family said: "You can make a Taoist oath." The two golden elixirs of the Zheng family discussed via message and nodded in agreement after a moment. Immediately, the ancestor of the Zhou family took out a piece of silk satin and spread it out. The surface of the silk satin is smooth and dense, like running water, and as black as late night. In the deep ink color, some starlight is faint and faint. The silk satin flew into the air and quickly merged into the night, with no vision at all. There were four golden elixirs from the Zhou family and the Zheng family, but they all entered the formation and disappeared.
Zhu Xuanji wandered among the mountains, always paying attention to the wind chimes in the divine sea. He took Huoshi Xiancheng as the center of the circle and kept circling around it to test it. "Who is it?" Suddenly, Zhu Xuanji's eyes were shining with golden light, and he looked somewhere. He only saw a shadow, with a cold ghost aura, quickly shuttled, and flew to Huoshi Xiancheng at a very fast speed. "Golden Core Cultivator! Ghost Cultivator?" Zhu Xuanji immediately looked solemn. To be able to compete with his golden eyes, he must have extraordinary background. Just by judging from the breath of mana, it can be judged that the quality of the skills is extremely high, and it seems to be from a big sect. On the top of Huoshi Mountain. The roars of beasts continued, and the magma surged and fluctuated. Various monsters rioted and wanted to rush out of the Red Flame Demon Molten Cave, but the Lava Fairy Palace blocked their way. The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit roared continuously on the throne of the main hall. The Lava Fairy Palace was full of precious light, and a large number of mechanical puppets revived and formed a defense line. This scene was not beyond Meng Kui's expectations. "My "sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight" covers the entire Huoshi Mountain." "The various monsters in the mountain are naturally among them. The weak ones will be affected first, the medium ones will be swept away by the general trend, and the strongest ones will eventually be affected." Meng Kui sat in the clouds, standing in an invincible position, watching the wind and clouds rise and fall. "I wonder if the black shadow demon cultivator will be implicated and show up?" Black market. Sun Lingtong had just returned to his own courtyard, and suddenly his eyes flashed coldly, and he shouted: "Who is it?!" Two black-clothed demon cultivators appeared at the same time, one after the other, very proud. "Sun Lingtong, you have entered the formation, just surrender!" "For the sake of Bukong Sect, as long as you tell us the whereabouts of the young man, we will spare your life." Sun Lingtong's face was slightly condensed, and he recognized from the breath of magic power: "You are... from the Soul Devouring Sect?!" "Let him go? Why!" Han Ming emerged from the shadows like a female ghost zombie, her face full of resentment and malice, "How dare you plot against me! Sun Lingtong, I want you dead!" "And that young man!" "If you can report him, I will reward you with a quick death."
