"The Wasteland Tiger is not a rarity, but it is notoriously difficult to catch, and it is not easy to get a skeleton of the Wasteland Tiger King. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" The ghost crow stared brightly at the huge wasteland tiger bone that was three feet long from the skull to the tailbone, and was eight feet high, the skeleton was erected with countless supports, and the tiger head that had lost its vitality still opened its huge mouth, and dozens of sharp and hideous sharp teeth glowed with cold light, and it seemed that the tiger was roaring at a glance, and there was a violent breath.

The bone crow hesitated to look at the skeleton of the Wasteland Tiger King, then looked at it without regret, and said in a low voice: "Didn't the old man take the path of refining bones? The skeleton of the Wasteland Tiger is enough, as for the skeleton of the Wasteland Tiger King, let's give it to the old man, he has just broken through, the foundation is unstable, and he needs it more than me." ”

Without regret, he was stunned, and suddenly a hot current rushed to the tear glands, he needed this tiger bone more than his own bone crow, because his cultivation method was strange, and he had to extract bone essence from all kinds of bones and integrate it into his spiritual power in order to break through the current realm, compared with other companions who swallowed spiritual energy, it was a hundred times more difficult for him to go to the next level. But he is willing to give himself up a chance to break through!

"Sixth brother, give you this skeleton, I am taking the path of refining bones and cultivating veins, but I have my own methods...... Or is it the exercises?" he hesitated for a moment, but still explained his situation.

The bone crow's eyes lit up for a moment, and then he shook his head resolutely: "Impossible, you were rescued by my father, my father robbed us of other people's exercises from several sects for us to practice when he was in the middle of the country, but my father has already washed his hands, how can he be young again? And I haven't heard of where my father went to rob." ”

No wonder the cold qi in the body of the jackdaw cannot be freely controlled, and it will erupt wildly on the night of the full moon; no wonder the blood crow is often eaten by its own exercises; no wonder the empty crow's "small realm maneuvering trick" is not as ghostly as Dacheng; no wonder the poisonous crow's poison technique is not well controlled, it will lead to the terrifying end of poisoning for thousands of miles and exterminating the human population; no wonder the bone crow is always broken by its own spiritual power! Feelings, their exercises are all snatched by the old knife with his own fist!

"Didn't Daddy tell you that I have amnesia? Except for my own exercises, my past is clean and clean, and I can't remember anything about it. He replied without regret.

The people in front of him sighed at the same time, as if sympathizing with his plight. And Lan Mengyao hugged her unrepentant arm, as if she wanted to use her body temperature to warm her unrepentant.

"Then Daddy doesn't know that he is captive and comes back to teach you by hand? If someone teaches, won't there be so many mistakes and suffer from repercussions?"

Several people's bodies trembled at the same time, and they said in unison: "Daddy has a rule for knives, knives out, and they don't go into the sheath without destroying them." "Everyone's bodies trembled like leaves falling in the autumn wind, a guy who brought out a new generation of top killers in Kyushu is not a compassionate goodness. I don't regret it, and I know very well what the fate of the sect that was robbed of the old knife is what will happen - the sect is extinct, the blood is crossed, the blood flows thousands of miles, and the dust is buried.

The medium-sized sects that were destroyed in the hands of the second killer demon knife recorded in history included the Extreme Ice Valley, the Small Void Realm, the Poison King Mountain, the Bone Spirit Sect, the Yin Yang Palace, the Blood Demon Gate, and the Burning Sky Tower, and their inheritance techniques "Heavenly Cold Body", "Small World Move", "Yin Eclipse Poisonous Body", "Bone Casting Technique", "Yin and Yang Horror Seal", "Blood Sea Prison", "Yan Fire Cave Dome True Scripture" The whereabouts are unknown, and then more than 20 years later, among the descendants of Wumeng, there appeared a jackdaw with an extremely cold and cold air, an empty crow that can travel through space for a short distance, a poisonous crow that can die when touched by a poisonous mist, a bone crow that can separate bone demons from the body to control the bones to fight, a soul crow that pulls human souls, a horror crow that creates illusions and shatters souls, a blood crow that absorbs blood and qi to fulfill itself, and a fire crow that is recognized by the flames to sweep in all directions!

That's how their exercises came about!

"Okay, let's not talk about it, let's take down this wasteland tiger bone and give it to the sixth child!" As soon as the jackdaw spoke, he immediately decided the ownership of the skeleton of the wasteland tiger king, and the bone crow couldn't say anything, but the excitement in his eyes was obvious.

The group parted the crowd and approached the stall selling the bones of the Tiger King of the Wasteland, the stall owner was a man in his forties, with bandages on his arms, and the gauze on his forehead oozed bloodstains.

"Sixth, go see if it's true. The jackdaw said lightly, and the bone crow nodded, strode forward, and directly pressed his body against the thick leg bones of the skeleton.

"Hey, what are you doing!" The man saw the bone crow with his whole body covered in black robes and a mask on his face sticking to the tiger bone, and immediately became vigilant, after all, the Dark Assembly is a place of right and wrong, and there are always guys who are not afraid of the rules of the Dark Gathering.

"Don't worry, my brother just wants to see if it's the bones of the real Wilderness Tiger. The jackdaw tilted his head.

The big man's face immediately changed, his eyes burst out with an astonishing aura, and he slowly pulled out the war knife behind his back, the poignant sword wind shot out, with a sharp laugh: "This is what my twenty-seven brothers exchanged for their lives, you are questioning my brother's life and blood!" The big man roared angrily, and directly slashed out the war knife in his hand, and the sharp knife flew towards the bone crow.

"Alas, why are you so angry, we know your feelings, everyone has brothers, don't they? The half-hazy body of the empty crow appeared in front of the bone crow like a ghost, stretched out his hand, and a small crack appeared, like the mouth of a fierce ghost, greedily swallowed the knife, and then the crack disappeared, as if it had never appeared, and then the bone crow's wrist bone suddenly popped out a one-foot-long bone spur, and stabbed into the leg bone of the Tiger King of the Wasteland, a wisp of dark red sticky bone marrow was sucked out by the bone spur, and it wriggled a few times, letting out a crazy, chaotic tiger roar without any intelligence, and it sank into the bone spur.

The big man who sold the tiger bones was stunned and watched his attack being dissolved lightly, and he was at a loss for a moment.

"That's right, it's the Wasteland Tiger Bone, and the bone marrow concentration is far higher than that of the ordinary Wasteland Tiger, the blood is more abundant, and the strength is also powerful and indescribable, it is the Tiger Bone of the Wasteland Tiger King, big brother. Putting away the bone spurs, the bone crow stretched out his tongue and licked the little bone marrow that flowed out into his mouth, smacked his lips, and said to the jackdaw.

Nodding, Jackdaw bowed to the big man: "This brother can't help it, my brother's cultivation method is peculiar, we must ensure his safety, so we must confirm that this is the skeleton of the real Wasteland Tiger King, we want this bone, no matter how much it costs, you can make a price." ”

The big man gasped and looked at the bone crow who had identified the tiger bones before, the brother who the black-robed man said had cultivated the strange exercises, this guy who dared to swallow the bone marrow of the tiger king alive, right? The guy who can withstand the strong power in the tiger bone is really a freak.

"This tiger bone was bought by my brother with his life, and we were chased and killed by a group of crazy wasteland tigers for seven days and seven nights before we could easily escape from the wasteland, and we had to ...... 200,000 gold plus 8,000 high-grade spirit stones. The big man said bluntly.

The people around took a breath of cold air, you know, the value of an ordinary wasteland tiger is 100,000 gold, even if the tiger king wants 400,000 gold, it is understandable, but the eight thousand spirit stones, it is really a bit expensive, the spirit stone is the necessary source of spiritual power for monks, in some places where there is no spiritual energy or lack of spiritual energy, the spiritual stone is the main thing that the monk relies on to restore spiritual power, according to the size of the storage of spiritual energy and the purity of the spiritual stone itself, it is divided into the lower grade, the upper grade and the best, it is something that cannot be exchanged for gold and silver, if you have to forcibly exchange it, a high-grade spirit stone is worth a thousand gold, eight thousand high-grade spirit stones, but eight million gold！

"This ......" Jackdaw hesitated, although the complete skeleton of the Tiger King of the Wasteland was valuable, it was indeed a bit terrifying with eight million two hundred thousand gold.

The injured man saw that the jackdaw hesitated, and was about to say something, but the bone crow preempted him and spoke: "Big brother, look." He probed into the spine of the skeleton of the Tiger King of the Wasteland with one hand, and the palm of his hand seemed to melt into the bone, and after a while of groping, he stretched out, and what he grasped in the palm of his hand was a piece of earthy yellow crystal, which was irregular in shape, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth all the time, and some magical changes occurred, as if it was integrated into the flow of aura between heaven and earth.

"This is ......" Jackdaw's eyes lit up, he naturally saw what the earthy yellow crystal was, the demon beast has a source of power just like the monk has a spiritual sea, the spiritual sea opens up its own endless spiritual energy into spiritual power to store in it, for the future monks to fight, and can absorb the spiritual energy all the time into spiritual power, so that the monk will always have sufficient spiritual power, but if the spiritual sea grows into a complete form, only if the monk himself has survived the three calamities and achieved the position of lifting the xia!" This Wasteland Tiger King has survived at least two of the three plagues!" Jackdaw said in a lost voice.

"No, that's right, when we found it, it failed and was seriously injured, otherwise it wouldn't have been besieged and killed by a group of our willful monks, and just like that, it cost twenty-seven lives. Dahan stammered.

The eyes of the people around him turned red, a Wasteland Tiger King at the peak of the Immortal Realm! Eight million gold to buy the whole body skeleton of a Wasteland Tiger King at the peak of the Immortal Realm is better than buying the demon crystal of this Wasteland Tiger King! The spiritual power stored in the demon crystal can definitely push a Mind-Moving Realm monk from the early stage to the middle stage of the Mind Transformation Realm or even higher!

They've definitely earned it!;