"I know about this, Demon Sea, isn't it a medium?" asked the White Bone Spirit in confusion.

"The Demon Sea is a dojo that can ignite a divine fire, but it is not the core element that can ignite a divine fire. Mandoorn said, "It didn't work out, but you have been through the process, tell me, what experience have you gained from this process?"

The White Bone Spirit thought about it seriously and said, "In the process of wanting to give birth to the Divine Fire, there seems to be a little more divinity in my body and soul. ”

"This is the nourishment of the divine fire, just like the leaves of wood and trees for the flame. If you don't have a spark fire, what good is it for you to accumulate more divinity? For example, if you accumulate countless woods, can you get fire?" Mandon said, "By medium, I mean a kindling of fire, a fire that ignites this divinity and burns from it. It can be a Chaos Elixir, such as a Crystal Flower, a Green Dragon Grass, or the essence blood of a Chaos Beast, or even the blood of the heart. Only by using these things as a spark to ignite divinity can the divine fire be ignited and the main god can be promoted. ”

"Treasure medicine or essence blood, what is the lowest level to ensure the greatest degree of ignition divinity?" asked the White Bone Spirit.

"Quality is not always higher. Mandoun said, "The best range is within the qualities of the Lord God." Downwards, the quality of the True God level may not have enough power, and upward, the quality of the Lord level may be too strong. Either of these two situations will affect the final result. ”

"Is it the main god-level treasure medicine or the blood of the fierce beast essence......" the white bone spirit muttered to himself, and a heavy mountain of pressure arose in his heart.

From the perspective of quantitative change and qualitative change, he can still take out some true god-level treasure medicine and make up enough resources for the main god, but the main god-level treasure medicine needed to ignite the divine fire now must not be replaced by this kind of patchwork.

As for finding the treasure medicine of the main god's quality in the chaos, it is completely a matter of luck. If you're lucky, you might be able to spot one. If you're unlucky, even if you cross hundreds of millions of light years, you won't necessarily get a harvest.

Anyway, the Chaos Beasts are easy to find, and they are all over the place. However, with the cultivation of the White Bone Spirit True God level, it is difficult to give birth to the idea of defeating it and seizing the essence blood.

"Do you need my help?" Mandorn, as a passer-by, was well aware of the pressure the Bone Spirit was facing, and after a moment's hesitation, he asked softly.

The white bone spirit cleaned up his mood and smiled: "No need, thank you." You have already told me what the path should be in the future, and I can't even rely on your help for my cultivation. ”

Mandoorn nodded, not holding on to anything. In fact, to put it bluntly, what he pursues is just a clear conscience. He felt that he owed the White Bone Spirit a favor, so even if the White Bone Spirit said that he didn't have to pay it back, he had to pay it back. After returning this favor, my heart was comfortable, as if I had solved a big stone that was pressing on my heart. In this case, I don't want to have more complications and more cause and effect.

Mandorn left.

He, like many, many living beings, was like a meteor, briefly appeared in the life of the white bone spirit, bloomed his brilliance, and then crossed the void with a resolute attitude, disappeared into the world belonging to the white bones, and became a symbol in memory and a passerby in life.

Like you, like me, like those ordinary or extraordinary passers-by we meet in our lives, they are just, passing by your life, teaching you some truths, that's all.

As for the rest of the road, you still have to continue to move forward alone. Avenue is lonely, that's what I say.

……

……

The White Bone Spirit has a very clear understanding of himself.

His luck may be good, and it may even be comparable to the Mandate of Heaven to some extent, but it is not realistic to expect that he can find the right treasure medicine by going out and looking for it.

Because of this, he chose the path that was destined to be even more difficult: to walk the chaos, find the right chaos beast, and use his life to fight for a future.

Since there is no way back, then move forward bravely, if you don't return, you won't return......

Time flies, ten degrees of spring and autumn in a blink of an eye.

On this day, the white bone spirit demon body glowed and walked in the wasteland under the cover of night.

The reason for this swagger is not that he chose to be high-profile, but because there are countless finger-sized blood mosquitoes hidden in this wasteland. They are ghosts in the dark, and if they are accidentally bitten, even if they can't hurt the origin of the person, they can make the wound painful and itchy, which is very annoying.

After walking for more than ten days, he finally came to a mountain cliff.

After the days of exhaustive calculations he had exhausted, his intuition had drawn him here.

He wasn't sure what he would face here, whether he should encounter a treasure medicine or a beast, or a ...... Dry bones and death.

"Whew!" In front of the cliff, there was a layer of black mist, and the white bone spirit opened his mouth and spat out a gust of wind, blowing away the black mist, revealing the true face on the cliff wall.

The cliffs are steep and rugged, with strange rocks and countless vines hanging from the heights, and the color is as black as ink, like iron cables. Faintly, the sound of ghosts crying and complaining came from behind the iron cables, lingering and shouting in the silence of midnight.

"What the hell is this place. The white bone spirit frowned slightly, and condensed a divine sword with a flickering cold light with vast divine power, and slashed at the iron rope vines on the cliff in the air. But I saw a bang, firelight splashed everywhere, and the divine sword, which was far stronger than ordinary true god magic weapons, was actually shattered.

"If these vines are shackles, then what are they trapped? good gods, evil gods, or unknown?" the white bone spirit thought in his heart, slightly hesitating.

Sometimes he is bold and willful, and dares to poke a hole in the sky. Sometimes he was cautious, and when he smelled something bad like the wind and grass, he immediately retreated. Over the years, although there were shocks, they all survived after all. Now, it's his turn to make a choice, moving forward or backward, it's all about his future fate or life.

"It's all here, so let's take a look at the secrets. The white bone spirit made up his mind, and flew up, his fists rising with dazzling fists, and together they slammed into the iron rope vines.

With a bang, the entire mountain cliff shook, and then countless pitch-black vines seemed to be awakened by the pain, and the body that had originally hung down suddenly straightened, and the poisonous snake tore at the demon body of the white bone spirit!

https:

Please remember that the first domain name of this book is .. Literature Museum mobile version reading website: m.