v3 Chapter 187： Repair small bones [fourth more] (1/2)
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At the top of the mountain, Xiao Chen's figure took a step out of the flame suppression, respectfully saluting.
”Old ancestor, the junior has reached an agreement with the Taoist Taoist. If the old ancestor agrees, please let this person go.”
The old man of the clans closed his eyes slightly, and the flame suppression was carried out by him. Xiao Chen talked with Duobao and naturally could not escape this person. At this moment I heard the words open my eyes, and glanced over my eyes.
”You handle this very well. With this person as your guard, you are safe for 100 years.”
”And a hundred years later, you should not be under these many Taoists, and by that time will be the day of my rise.”
The man groaned slightly, then cut off with one palm, the space shattered, but a weird black hole was exposed.
”Here is the forbidden area of my tribe. Ordinary tribe is not allowed to enter. Therefore, no teleportation circle has been built.”
”You can leave Starfield 6 to return to the human world through this hole, but the old man does not know where it will appear.”
The old man said nothing, a wave of the robe sleeve, the flame suppression immediately flew up, submerged into the strange black hole, and disappeared instantly.
Xiao Chen saw this, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he returned to peace.
The two remained silent for a while, the old man said lightly, ”Little guy, when do you want to leave?”
Xiao Chen looked respectfully and Shen said: ”Old man, before the younger one left, there is one more thing that needs the old man's help.”
In other words, he reached out and wiped the storage ring, and a broken skull suddenly appeared in his hand.
In the Mujia Trial World, Xiao Bone guarded Xiao Chen behind him. Despite his fear, he still did not step back. He was severely injured, and although he barely kept the flame of the soul unextinguished, he never recovered. This old man of the tribe had great powers. Xiao Chen spoke at the moment, hoping that he could take a shot to help the small bones recover.
The old man's gaze fell on his skull, and he gave a flick of his face, a little surprised, ”Xian Qianjie Bone Race?”
Xiao Chen's expression of doubt appeared on his face, but when he saw that the old man didn't explain the meaning, he didn't mention it at the moment.
The old man groaned.
”If you want to recover, you need the essence of 10,000 bones to shape the body, and it's very warm and warm.”
”Essence of Ten Thousand Bones is not difficult. The old man can take his hand to condense his bones, but Starfield 6 does not exist in extremely overcast fire.”
The old man showed hesitation and sighed: ”Also, seeing that you are so attached to this thing, it must be extremely important. The old man made an exception to get the flame of Huangquan blood. This fire was born of the **** vines. The mighty power is endless. If this fire can be used to recover, after the bones recover, the cultivation should not be weak. ”
Can be called not weak by this old man, the power of small bones after repair must be extremely strong.
Xiao Chen is overjoyed, thank you very much.
The old man waved, Xiao Chen left the mountain uncontrollably and flew into the sky.
”Big 6 guardian, obey the old man's order, sacrificing bones!”
The old man growled and roared, the sound of the billowing billowing, spreading across the entire Big 6 in an instant.
Countless dry corpses snarled on their backs at this moment, and then the corpses exploded, but the black skeleton of Yu Yu rushed into the sky and came straight here.
call out! call out!
It was dense and dense, with a skeleton covering no less than 100,000 pieces, and the breath of horrible death spread out, making the sky instantly dark.
This 100,000 skeleton penetrated the wall of blood crystals and circled around Jiufeng.
”broken!”
The old man's shirt grinned automatically without wind, and the chains behind each other crashed.
At this moment, he yelled in his mouth and mastered his fist. The black bones shivered together, and then a crackling sound sounded, like a tsunami.
”Stripping!”