I Can Actually Bring Out Game Items Chapter 293

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No, this is not a stone monument, this is actually a bone monument?

After making a choice, bright red blood oozes from the bone monument, which has a certain fragrance, and quickly condenses into two blood beads.

Wanjing picked it up and swallowed it.

Damn, not enough, almost.

Take out the three bone bones and put them on the bone stele for sacrifice.

In exchange for a drop of blood.

It's done, the bottleneck has been broken.

If other people, even if they had these magic tools, they would not be able to bear the negative impact by offering sacrifices like this.

But now!

The only spiritual bone that should radiate negative influences not only does not radiate, but also restrains and absorbs it.

Keep him awake all the time, in a better state than ordinary people, unlike other people who have to suffer all the time, sometimes tyranny gushes out, uncontrollable, and the first to be unlucky is the relatives.

If it weren't for their extremely strong will, if it weren't for their obsession with protecting their loved ones, most bone servants would not be able to hold on and would rather commit suicide.

This is also the reason why many have become bone slaves among demon slaves.

Of course, there are also those who do not recognize their relatives. This kind of person is cruel enough, but they are often determined and go further.

However, it is rumored that those who can really go to the limit and become a magic fairy, although they are ruthless, are often not the existence of renunciation and ruthlessness.

That would directly fall into the Demon Realm, unable to ascend to the Immortal Realm, and eventually become a resource for the Demon Realm.

After all, the way of magic is the practice of human beings, which originated from the demon race, rather than the natural demon race, which was developed by use.

There are many disadvantages, but the quick way can never be extinct, and gradually developed into the local magic culture.

No matter what the reason is, if you can resist the influence of negative emotions, and achieve the perfection of Qi training as much as possible, and complete the task, you will have the qualifications to build a foundation and become an outside disciple.

Once the foundation is established successfully, you will be an outer disciple.

Outer disciples can learn the means to specifically restrain negative energy and malpractice.

Otherwise, if you fail, you will be a handyman disciple.

The magic way doesn't care about the spiritual roots, and gives the bottom layer a hope that even those without spiritual roots can swallow the immortal cultivators and build the foundation of the magic way.

Of course, with spiritual roots, one can also break through foundation building normally.

If the five spiritual roots are complete, you can directly become an outer disciple.

These are too far.

At this time, Wanjing broke through the bottleneck in the later stage.

This is of no use to others, unless one has the ability to sacrifice the entire village.

This is the way of magic, and it can be done quickly.

But with a small knife, a lot of experience is thrown down.

As his strength surged up, Wan Jing felt a heat flow in his body out of thin air, rushing to his whole body. In the blink of an eye, his own strength improved and reached a new limit.

It is simply a miracle, and it is much more miraculous than the magic way's best method, the method of sacrificing the same kind and obtaining benefits.

The most obvious is that there are no side effects, which are almost unheard of.

This is definitely a reincarnation of power.

After Qi training is complete, the next step is to build the foundation.

But without spiritual roots, foundation building would be difficult.

But at the moment, Wan Jing pressed his hand on the bone tablet, and the spiritual energy in his body injected into the bone tablet.

Immediately, lines appeared on the bone monument, seeping into blood.

Like a living thing, the blood spread to Wanjing's arm, forming a sign.

At the same time, some information poured in along the bone monument.

It is some knowledge of the magic way, and the blood mark is the proof of leaving.

There are three methods of refining magical artifacts in knowledge.

One is required for the task, and the other two are random.

The most powerful thing is to get the Demon God Transformation.

This supernatural power secret technique, as long as it breaks through the foundation building, it can form supernatural powers.

Even if there is no breakthrough, as long as the three-in-one sacrifice life, blood essence, and sacrificial formation are consumed, it can still be used.

At that time, as long as they are within the range of the Great Sacrifice Formation, even the first-time Foundation Establishment can kill you.

The magic way, this magic weapon can be done quickly, but it needs materials.

At this point, Wanjing can leave, and he got the task.

It is to plunder 10,000 people, this is the task.

If you succeed, you can become a disciple.

There is also the foundation.

This is also in the message that came.

A blood sacrifice is required.

At least a hundred people, the formation eye needs to have spiritual roots, the better the spiritual root aptitude, the stronger the strength, the more people there are, the higher the success rate of building a **** foundation.

Wanjing has no spiritual roots, this is the only chance.

However, even if the establishment of the foundation is successful, one cannot obtain spiritual roots, but one can become an outer disciple.

If you don't succeed, you can also get the status of a handyman disciple.

Of course, the premise is to complete the task and plunder 10,000 people.

This has no time limit.

Wanjing was very happy, heaved a sigh of relief, and then went back.

Spend time with your parents and relatives.

This is his belief in surviving in this world, and also the only warmth.

interesting.

Obtained exercises and the like, but cannot be passed on to others, and can only be practiced by oneself. This is a mysterious power that involves immortals.

As long as the idea of ​​leaking comes out, you can feel great terror, and even restrained by invisible forces.

Xiaodao directly consciously entered the personal space, and sure enough, the great terror disappeared here.

Most of Xiaodao's consciousness here is integrated into it. In reality, Xiaodao's consciousness is also integrated into it. In Goblin Small World, the dragon Xiaodao also opened his eyes from a deep sleep, and most of his consciousness merged into it.

Even the Five Elements Yujianzong in the small world of Shuilanxing, sitting cross-legged in the spiritual pool at the spiritual vein, stopped practicing the small knife of the Zifu, and his consciousness merged into his personal space.

In the personal space, these consciousnesses blend perfectly.

The personal space suddenly seems to be a part of the body, which is easier to control than one's own big hands, and any slight changes can be found.

He focused on observing.

The knife checked and sighed. This sacrificial formation can be deployed, and players can also use it, but it should only work within the four-day world.

The target of the sacrifice can't be determined, it's either the heavenly beings of the Demon Heaven, or part of the Heavenly Dao, but it's definitely not the Demon Realm.

With the help of the spirit to integrate into the entire personal space, it is like the way of heaven in the space, which can be sensed a little.

Right now, it's still too deep for me.

However, the transformation of the demon **** is somewhat interesting. It is recorded that this kind of explosive can be modified, but if the power is maintained, the sequelae cannot be avoided.

Here Wanjing spent a day happily, and the next morning he said goodbye to his family honestly and walked to the village chief's mansion.

I met other people on the road, and asked a little bit, yesterday, which one of the two strongest masters in the village in the late stage of Qi training, who refused to accept it.

In the end, it was refined into a soul-eating skull.

Entering the village chief's mansion, the village chief and a group of people looked at them jokingly.

Usually there is a bit of restraint, after all, it is easy to be stimulated by the outburst of disrespect.

Now, they don't need to hide where the outer disciple Da Ma Jin Dao is sitting.

It's not that they have such a heart, but they are affected by the magic way.

On the contrary, it was the outer disciple who was sitting with an upright expression on his face, obviously restrained by corresponding exercises.

At this time, he was playing with a walnut-sized skull.

The skull was shrouded in a faint black mist, twisted and howling, obviously it was the one who resisted yesterday.

Moreover, the two demon soldiers behind him were dressed up, and their aura was exuding, and they were all strong foundation builders.

At this time, the outer disciple stood up directly, laughed and said: "Welcome everyone, please take a seat."

Being so polite, everyone was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly saluted, saying they didn't dare.

Only then did I realize that the table had been set, and a faint aura of fragrance came out.

Those spiritual fruits, spiritual food and the like immediately attracted others.

They have only heard of it, and this is the first time they have seen it.

If he hadn't been attracted by the outer disciple and the two foundation builders behind him just now, he might not have noticed the table behind him.

Scanning with a knife, they are all entry-level, and they are not too bad.

One sits down, eats and drinks.

After eating and drinking.

The young man cupped his fists and said, "The outer door is difficult, please help me."

After giving enough face, everyone who had considered it all night and had no choice naturally said yes again and again.

Except the pocket knife.

So the young man looked at the knife.

His eyes gradually turned cold.

"There are people who are not afraid of death." The middle-aged man who was somewhat similar to the village chief sneered.

With a ferocious expression on his face, it was obvious that he was about to lose control of his emotions.

It obviously doesn't look like it will last long.

Qiqi from the same village looked over with shock and disbelief.

After eating and drinking, how dare you...!

At this time, the outer disciple laughed, but if you are brave enough, you can either become an outer disciple or become a corpse. I don't know if you will become like that.

Wan Jing smiled, and opened his sleeve, revealing the pattern on it.

The outer disciple was stunned for a moment, his expression was a little uncertain, and a flash of murderous intent flashed across his face, then he laughed and said, "Okay, okay, I hope you can become an outer disciple who has come out of our village, and we can cooperate in the future."

So, soon Wanjing left, and this outer disciple personally sent it out.

"Interesting!" Xiaodao felt a mark on his body.

With enough face, I made a choice.

On the same day, besides Xiao Dao, a dozen or so qi-training bone servants walked in. After becoming bone slaves, they walked out with a pale face and the look of the rest of their lives.

Everyone else disappeared without a sound.

This is their choice.

No matter what the ending is, at least give the relatives an extra 20 years of peaceful life.

Even these two, if they can't show their value in the short term, they may be the same as other companions.

The son of the village chief, a talisman of fate, a ghost banner, is quite famous. It is said that he once wiped out a caravan headed by seven foundation builders in one fell swoop after the foundation was established, and the Qi training period was over a hundred.

Of course, this is what the village chief said, so I don't know if it's true or not.

Before Wanjing left, he received the notification.

Three days later, the outer disciple left, followed by five demon soldiers, all of whom had foundation-building strength.

Wanjing could only helplessly follow, this was the mission requirement.

The outer disciple stretched out his hand, and a bone boat the size of a palm flew out, swelled in the wind, and floated in front of him.

"I'll leave the task of manipulating the bone boat to you." The foundation-builder soldier chuckled.

Wanjing had no choice but to jump up and land on the bone boat. The skull on the bone boat twisted its head and looked greedily at Wanjing, as if it wanted to swallow it alive.

Wanjing had no choice but to stretch out his hand and press it on the skull.

The skull let out a strange laugh, and bit the palm of his hand, devouring the blood.

Immediately, the Bone Flying Boat flew into the distance.

Go all the way.

Wan Jing's face became paler and paler, the edges of his hair began to turn white, and wrinkles gradually appeared on his forehead.

But at last it arrived, a city made of bones.

This is well-known in the ears of all the villagers.

The whole city is said to be a powerful magic weapon.

The flying boat fell.

Wanjing is crumbling.

"waste!"

"Don't say I bullied you, this is your reward." The outer disciple sneered, flicked his finger, and a drop of blood flew away.

Wan Jing took it, swallowed it directly, and immediately blushed a little.

He didn't even dare to look at this outer disciple, for fear that he would not be able to resist the killing intent in his heart.

Stride to the city.

A bone essence bead popped out.

After paying the entrance fee, I walked in.

He sighed in his mind, it would be nice to have a senior, otherwise his drop of blood essence would not be able to be used for recovery, and he would have to pay the entrance fee.

Outer disciples can be seen everywhere in the city, and even inner disciples can be seen occasionally, and there are countless powerful Taoist soldiers.

Wan Jing had no time to delay, and quickly went to report, and was arranged a resting place.

Ten blood essence beads, a bag of bone meal, and a breathing technique.

Ten days later, Wan Jing stepped on the teleportation array.

Random transmission, where to see luck.

This mission, if you come back successfully, as long as you are alive, at least you are a handyman disciple.

But there are a few survived.

There was a flash of light.

Wan Jing fell to the ground in a daze, but still insisted on getting up, and went around in large numbers.

I am on a hillside, and I can see a village not far away.

Wan Jing was a little lost. According to what his mother said, they also lived in a small village and lived a peaceful and peaceful life.

However, one day, a demon disciple appeared.

Disaster struck.

It is difficult for a normal bone servant to have so many thoughts under the influence of negative energy.

But Wanjing hesitated because of the knife.

Good luck, descended around the village.

Destroy the blood sacrifice of this village? This is the beginning of his mission.

If you are lucky, if you find a few more villages, you will have completed the mission before being discovered, and you can go back and become an outer disciple.

Parents will become village chiefs. Even if they die in battle, they will have a hundred years of peace. If they contribute enough, they can live longer, and they may not be able to cultivate new disciples.

If one can give birth to spiritual roots, the road ahead will be even longer.

Wanjing strengthened his belief.

He was not in a hurry to enter the village, but observed carefully.

Xiaodao didn't make a sound, and didn't intend to influence it for the time being, let him choose by himself.

Although it is not the Holy Mother~www.mtlnovel.com~, he is still unwilling to kill the same race for no reason, even if it is not in the same world.

However, he will not block Wanjing's own choice.

Soon, under Wanjing's observation, it was discovered that there was a warning magic circle in this village. It should not be complicated, but Wanjing didn't understand these things.

He observed for a few days, but before he could go out, he saw a caravan appear.

The number of people is good, eight horses, more than thirty people, just here, a full four warriors are carrying a big sedan chair.

All others are mortal.

Wan Jing's eyes were bloodshot. Looking over, he couldn't help but sneer. He turned out to be a middle-aged man with only three levels of Qi training.

It was a grand occasion, and there was a young girl serving in the sedan chair.

The girl's face was covered with tears and her body was bruised, but she didn't dare to make a sound.

Watch it all.

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