Chapter 1999 (1/2)
Ling Han five people are excited.
They quickly split up again, digging in the ground.
”I found one!”
”I found one too!”
One after another, they found the remains of a sea creature.
But now, most of the soul in the sky is the level of the God.
It takes 200 pieces to melt into an indigo yanghun stone. What is not chicken ribs?
However, there is no habit of getting rid of it. Let's put it aside.
According to this harvest schedule, they only need one or two months to harvest 200 indigo yanghun stones per person, so as to synthesize a purple yanghun stone, which is the highest quality yanghun stone.
This is supposed to be the graveyard of sea creatures. The weak existence will corrode before it is washed by the sea water. Therefore, those who can come here are at least the level of the Earth Spirit, which can contribute blue Yang soul stone.
Can others know how to come here?
Whose element force and regular force can not support for so long, they are squeezed into slag by water pressure without swimming to the similar depth.
Only Ling Han can do what others can't do.
”There's a big guy!” After a cold part of the body will not be uncovered by the sea.
It was a swordfish, golden in color, and had no sign of corrosion even though it had been dead for countless years. At any time, it seems that all the symbols of the world can be suppressed.
”Fairyland!” All four women came over and exclaimed.
Since sea creatures at the level of heaven and soul can produce indigo colored yanghun stone, what about Xianfu?
Purple!
”If you go and look for it again, there should be more than one corpse of Xianfu.” Ling Han said that the burial ground should not only be buried in the sea creatures of 100 million years ago, but also 200 million years ago and 300 million years ago. The accumulation of countless billions of years has made this place full of treasures.
”Well.” The four girls are all separated.
Ling Han was not in the mood to take care of the remains of other sea creatures. As long as he could dig out the Yang Hun stone in this swordfish, it was the natural purple yanghun stone, which was really the highest level.
Puff, he stabbed, but the swordfish's eyeball is full of toughness, slightly sunken, seven runes shine, and immediately he was bounced back.
Eyeball Not bad.
It's tough.
Ling Han was surprised to know that even those who were strong in Xianfu could be slaughtered in the dust realm without any precautions, unless he was born with strong physique and always in the best defense state.
But this swordfish has been dead for countless years, and its defense is still so strong?
Must have been born strong.
”Shit, isn't that a problem for me?” Ling Han sighed and tried to get the swordfish into the black tower.
He opened his mind carefully and surrounded the swordfish.
On the swordfish, there are signs that flash faintly. It seems that Ling Han's actions have been discovered, but there is no strong reaction. Ling Han does not stop and continues to surround the past.
This is a big guy, but compared with other big Mac in the sea, it is still quite slim.
Half an hour later, Ling Han showed a touch of joy.
Yes, he has completely wrapped the swordfish with divine sense.