Martial Arts Conquer System

But the monk with disheveled hair is a powerful monk with four levels of mindfulness! Having absorbed the blood and true essence of the eminent monk, and condensing the power of the blood bead, isn't it the power of a Tao-level magic weapon?

Amulets of various levels! It seems that he was badly injured, became very beautiful, and completely lost his mind, but not only did he forget the heart-eating bug, he even forgot this more important thing.

But as soon as he saw the blood knife in his hand, Viso was immediately ecstatic and couldn't help but hug Jiya, "Jiya, you are so smart, come on, let me kiss him."

Now under the black blood-eating knife, it is obvious that the red light is surging, and it has successfully absorbed the blood and true essence of the monk.

"Sanitation" Ji Ya was embarrassed to stand up. Upon seeing her refusal, Weisod’s blood began to boil again, and one of his hands slipped into her clothes.

"No, Weisuo." Ji Ya reminded with a crimson expression holding Wei Suo's hand: "You have never seen the three flying silkworms inside. These three flying silkworms also have the power of semi-spiritual order. You collected these three first. Flying silkworm, we are safer here."

"Yes." Ji Ya's words reminded Wei Suo, and he immediately became serious, "I have a secret to tell you."

"What's the secret?" Wei Suo's expression made Ji Yazheng.

Wei Suo did not answer Guia first, but pulled out the dark ghost tank from his pocket.

"Weisuo, you have the opposite **** and are inhumane! I'll **** you, uncle!" As soon as he took it out, the old man in Qingpao burst out cursing in Wei Suo's ear.

"Is this?" Ji Ya looked at this small black pot that was not ugly in appearance.

"Don't hide, come out and meet." Wei Suo patted the black cage.

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"Fuck you! Your opposite **** is inhumane!" The figure in the green robe emerged from the black pot, angrily and cursing.

"Machine spirit!" Ji Ya was taken aback. "Weisso, are you top-grade knives?" Ji Ya said this, and the green robe on the old man's face suddenly became embarrassed.

Because indeed according to the monks' knowledge, generally only magic weapons above Dao level can have souls. Generally, you can concentrate on the use of auxiliary magical items, and you will never get boring magical items below the spirit level. Being able to summon ghosts is really a low-level magic weapon that may not even be considered a spiritual position.

"This is just a low-level amulet, broken and useless, but this old man is a soul tens of thousands of years ago," Weishaupt explained, glancing at the eyes of the old man in the green robe.

"A ghost tens of thousands of years ago?" Jia Dong sighed, reflecting the value of the elderly in green robes. "Wasser, no wonder I always think you are not an ordinary monk."

Humphrey! "The old man in Qingpao suddenly became a little proud, and looked at Uncle Wei even more contemptuously, with a look you don't know, the expression of someone you don't know.

"Weisha", Gia looked at Weshaw, her eyes gleaming with moving light, tender and sweet, because her knowledge was indeed higher than that of Weshaw who only had the kingdom of Poseidon at that time. She was very aware of the value of this spirit, such as The old man in the green robes knows more clearly that if the outside world knows that this kind of spirit exists in Weisoli, what will happen—if the outside knows that there is such a thing in Weisoli in the sea of ​​air, I am worried about all the continents The branches of the monastery will sting the sea of ​​air, turn the whole sting over and open it!

The fact that Wiesel told her this secret represented complete trust and honesty.

Wei Suo looked at Ji Ya, and his heart was filled with a beautiful protective heart as beautiful as her appearance, and she no longer suffered any feelings of wrongedness. Three years! In three years, even if the blood and spirit left by the Purple Devil Baby on my body has dissipated, we cannot safely leave this sea of ​​stinging air. The most important thing is to improve self-cultivation. "

"If Han Weiwei can't hold on for three years, we'll have to go out early," Wei Suo said, glancing at the old man in the green robe, "The skills are much better than me." What can you do to increase our strength? But don't hide it. "

"Bah!" But the enthusiastic Viso could not help sweating for a while. The old man in the green robe reluctantly rolled his eyes to his face, "You are hiding, why should I be so selfless...

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