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The malice in Mo Chuan's eyes was about to poke two holes in the shell of the blue crab, but it didn't have the sensitivity to face Xiaobai before, and staggered past Mo Chuan's hand, and raised the pliers to knock lightly on the storage ring that was turned out.

"Smack"

A blue blood stone appeared out of thin air, landed on the bluestone slab with a crisp sound, was sandwiched by the crab with another pincer, "Ka ba, Ka ba" into his mouth, and the few scales in the middle of his eyes moved a few times, and ate it.

"......" Mo Chuan didn't understand for a moment how he stuffed a stone half the size of his body into his mouth, which was not much bigger than a bubble.

However, he couldn't continue to think deeply about this difficult question, because he realized that a whole piece of blood stone had disappeared before his eyes, and his flesh was suddenly painful.

I wonder if I can rescue the stupid crab now after peeling it?

Mo Chuan's heart was stuffed for a while before he reluctantly accepted the fact that the watery cabbage field in front of him had been or was about to be ruined by a stupid crab.

Although those blood stones are not his, it does not prevent him from expressing deep hatred for this kind of ruined behavior!

But no matter how much he hates, he can't kill this stupid crab, he still has the heavy mission of a crooked plot, and it's over if he is trapped here.

Unless you sign a soul contract with it and let the enchantment be automatically lifted, with the strength of this enchantment, the possibility of Mo Chuan being able to go out is very slim.

In the eyes of most monks today, the ancient wilderness is just a long gone era, vague and untraceable. They may have heard that it was a blessed spirit saint with a spiritual aura that was several times richer than it is now, there were countless high-level monks, spirit beasts were all over the ground, and the treasures were clear.

But none of these descriptions were enough to outline one-ten-thousandth of the prosperous scene in the Xiuzhen Realm at that time.

At that time, the monks did not yet have the distinction between immortals and demons, and the aura of the five elements poured down from the heavenly dome, surging in the vast mountains and rivers, and the rich places almost wanted to condense into substance; however, every few decades, you can see the thunder of the tribulation sky thundering down, the purple qi rising, and the thunder light is clear; the wind and clouds change color and the mountains change shape between the hands of the ancestors and the great powers, and countless heaven and earth aura can be triggered in a battle.

If you want to think that the monks are completely determined by the realm, it is a little naïve, for example, the Blood Flame Venerable can easily challenge the middle stage with the cultivation of the early stage of the Mahayana, and for example, even if the Blood Flame Venerable has the ability to defy the sky, if it is thrown into the ancient wilderness period, it is enough to fight with the other gods and monks.

From the ancient wilderness to the present, the aura in the entire cultivation realm has continued to decrease for unknown reasons, and the overall level of the cultivators has also shrunk.

Therefore, even if Mo Chuan is a big realm higher than the master of this cave mansion, he still can't escape the fate of being trapped as a quail in the face of the enchantment set by the other party.

Forget it, those blood stones didn't belong to him in the first place, and what he wanted to do with it was someone else's business, he had already taken so many benefits, he should be content.

Squinting at the stupid crab, he now figured it out, the owner of the cave mansion spent so much money, just for a useless pet that is not even a spirit beast to live a comfortable life, it is really a big deal.

Xiao Bai saw that Mo Chuan hadn't killed the stupid crab for so long, and reached out to pull his cuffs, "Crab ......" The voice was thin and soft.

Mo Chuan lowered his head and looked into Xiaobai's light blue eyes, which contained doubts and confusion, but more admiration and dependence.

Even if it wasn't strong, Mo Chuan immediately felt the fulfillment of being trusted and needed, and the instinctive closeness of a child would always make people can't help but warm up.

He thought that he vaguely understood the mood of the master of the cave, and if the day came when he had to leave, he would probably be like the owner of the stupid crab, trying to pave a comfortable path for the person he cherished.

Thinking of this, Mo Chuan felt that the fact that this crab had ruined the blood stone was not so unbearable. If you change to him, let alone the blood stone, as long as Xiaobai is willing, Xiaohua can kick him as a ball!

No matter how precious the blue blood stone is, it is far less than the blood lotus that is fused with the flame ghost fire, not to mention that there is a good one for Xiao Bai, the water purification white lotus has only appeared twice in thousands of years, even in the ancient wilderness period, it is also very rare, is it okay to throw the eight streets of the blue blood stone?

Xiao Hua: Chirp tat

A drop of essence blood was forced out from his fingertips and imprinted into the forehead of the blue crab, and that drop of essence blood was wrapped in a very thin wisp of Mo Chuan's divine soul, and he easily broke through the weak line of defense, preparing to put a mark on its soul.

- The blue crab has never cultivated the soul, and can only be contracted with the soul.

It's just that when the essence blood was about to merge into the soul of the blue crab, suddenly a divine consciousness that was not inferior to him erupted from the weak soul of the blue crab, wrapped in the essence and blood, checked up and down several times, and then ...... Swallow it in one bite!

Then it retracted into the depths of the soul of the blue crab and fell silent.

What the hell is this?

"......" Mo Chuan has a sad sense of being deceived.

No matter how he looked after that, he couldn't sense anything abnormal in the blue crab's soul.

The abrupt appearance of that wisp of divine consciousness is even more weird, only one thing is certain.

- He's been trapped!

The soul contract has been formed, and it is obvious that the other end of the soul contract is tied to the soul of the blue crab, but the soul of this thing is clean, and even the shadow of the soul contract cannot be found!

He's so stupid!

Even if Mo Chuan is about to drop the crab in his heart, the reality cannot be changed, the soul contract is formed, and if he really kills the crab, he will be counterattacked, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Thinking about it in another direction, the spirit beast soul contract is equal to both parties in principle, even if someone wants to do anything on it, it is by no means easy, not to mention that although the wisp of divine consciousness is powerful, Mo Chuan did not feel malicious intent from above, but was very gentle, and his previous behavior was more like protecting something.

The enchantment had disappeared the moment the soul contract was completed, and Mo Chuan, who had wanted to leave here immediately with the Purple Heavy Heaven Luo Sha, reached out and touched Xiaobai's soft hair, and changed his mind.

His original plan was to go back to the jobless abyss to refine the Purple Heavy Heaven Luo Yarn after getting the things, but now that Qi Ling's accident occurred, the rhythm was disrupted.

After being injured, the ghost has poor patience, and the subordinates he sent are already destined to be unable to complete the task, and they will come at any time without news.

At this important juncture that reversed the plot, Mo Chuan must not leave, he set up that formation in the city before, also to guard against the surprise attack of the ghosts.

But for the unavoidable treasure of Zizhong Tianluo Sha, Mo Chuan felt that it was more reassuring to put his mark on it first.

Besides, since he came through, he hadn't been able to fight against someone of Ghost Hell's strength.

———— the original Blood Flame Venerable might be able to easily solve the ghost and underworld in the same realm as himself, but with Mo Chuan, he really didn't have full certainty. You must know that he is the kind of opponent who holds god-level equipment in the game, but is still ten levels lower than him and has no god-level equipment on his body.

The 2D painting style is fashionable and the baby teeth are miserable, and the picture of the real person in battle is so beautiful that he can't think about it at all!

plus a little white who has no ability to protect himself at all......

In this case, being able to resist damage + automatically counterattack Zizhong Tianluo Sha couldn't be more important to him!

Therefore, he hesitated for a moment, and decided to refine the purple heavy heavenly luo yarn in this cave mansion first.

Except for the protagonist who had the treasure map and the open himself, Mo Chuan was sure that there would never be a third person in the cultivation realm who could enter this cave.

Given that the protagonist is not expected to be born yet, the security here can be said to be not much worse than the abyss of unemployment.

Zizhong Tianluo Sha was quietly suspended in front of him, with a restrained light, ordinary at a glance, but with a soothing power, people couldn't take their eyes off.

Mo Chuan looked at it for a while, and suddenly his fingertips trembled, and the hand that was originally on Xiaobai's shoulder slipped, directly sticking to the soft and slippery skin around his neck.

Xiaobai: "......"

Mo Chuan, who came back to his senses, took the opportunity to touch it.

Seeing Zizhong Tianluo Sha, he suddenly remembered something that he hadn't thought about before.