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He didn't know that the patterns he had deliberately left behind to cover up the traces of his fight with the Drought Fish had so many interpretations. His initial intention was nothing more than to imitate the foreign crop circle masters to make a painting on the Gobi Desert.

The small crack and the small pit are just a masterpiece that he used witchcraft to decorate and make the overall composition more coordinated and more beautiful.

Dai Lin drove the car with his favorite sunglasses, whistling, and occasionally pressed the button of the camera remote control to take pictures. "Zhou Hao" sat on the co-pilot and looked dozing, but in fact, the person had already entered the space.

The drought creature was pitifully trapped in mid-air at this time, and there were three hollow witch nails in its dantian that had been soaked in blood into black and red, and two streams of fiery red gas were continuously erupting outward. Seeing Zhou Hao come in, the ugly face actually showed a happy look, but his face was full of loose skin and wrinkles, it was really better not to smile.

"What's your name?" Zhou Hao was not afraid of him in the space, and after putting it down, Zhou Hao sat on the edge of the waterhole and asked about the drought.

The dwarf was obviously in human form, but he put on a feline squatting posture, tilted his head and thought seriously for a long time, from time to time using his sharp nails to scratch blood marks on his bare head, and his red eyes actually showed confusion.

It seemed to remember that it was a tiger demon who had just cultivated into a human form, and when it was playing in the mountains and forests, it was knocked unconscious by a cloud of blood falling from the sky, and when it woke up, it found that it had been driven under the soil layer of the seabed with three huge nails.

This nail is extracting the yang energy in its body all the time, and he is sometimes awake and sometimes unconscious, but there is nothing he can do. Thinking that he was dying, a huge inheritance memory suddenly appeared in his blood, and he was unwilling to be trapped, so he began to cultivate hard while he was awake, accumulating strength little by little.

It seems that more than 2,000 years ago, the power of the nail was suddenly greatly weakened and he was no longer sometimes awake and sometimes confused, and he had worked hard to change one of the formations little by little, barely able to get the replenishment of external energy, and gradually recovered his cultivation, who knew that he was caught again when he was about to get out of trouble. The marble thinks he's so unlucky......

Hearing the description of the drought's incomparably resentful nature, Zhou Hao didn't understand what was going on, but it didn't prevent him from giving it a sympathetic sigh. This demon is inevitably too unlucky, he was stunned by the essence blood of the dragon and turned into a tiger demon drought, and then he was in a coma for a long time I don't know, and now I can't tell where he came from.

The drought fish tilted his head and looked at the person in front of him, the aura emanating from his body made it extremely frightened in his heart, but in the dark, he felt extremely close, and there seemed to be someone constantly reminding him in his bloodline inheritance memory, hurry up and recognize the person in front of him as the master!

Tiger, in ancient times and even ancient times, was not the current king of beasts, and in that era it was the dragon and a large group of various divine beasts that led the beasts. In its memory, it does not have the dignity of the beast king, and it is really scared by Zhou Hao, and the beast is also very good at judging the situation. So, the monster suddenly rolled over and lay on the ground, kowtowing quickly, and even a tail was wagging behind it.

Zhou Hao quickly looked up the relevant memories in his inherited memories. Watching its actions is to recognize itself as the main one, which makes Zhou Hao very happy, but what kind of contract can he sign?

The tiger demon polluted by the essence and blood of the drought fish, is it a demon or a demon? The demon has essence blood and soul, but the demon is beyond the Three Realms and is not under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Dao, and has essence blood but no soul.

At this time, a message appeared in Zhou Hao's Zhihai, the blood oath of the Great Dao!

"Sacrifice your blood and spirit!" Zhou Hao stood up, lowered his head and looked at the drought, and his words suddenly became extremely majestic.

A ball of flame of blood and a transparent tiger with two long horns, hairless but covered in golden scales. Zhou Hao's heart actually shook when he saw that spirit, and he glanced at the drought fish lying on the ground honestly with surprised eyes, and quickly condensed a complete drop of essence blood and drought essence blood after fusing together.

Raising his hands above the top, his palms facing the sky, holding the drop of fused essence blood, his five fingers together, and said loudly: "The avenue is on the top, now I, Hao, take me as the main thing in front of you, regardless of its identity, species, cultivation, loyalty and not abandonment!

As soon as Zhou Hao's voice fell, a great force rushed to the sky and shrouded Zhou Hao and the drought, and the drought suddenly shouted: "The avenue is on the top, I am a slave and serve Hao as the main, eternal life and eternity, the lord is dead and I die!"

A flash of lightning suddenly appeared in the space, splitting the essence blood in Zhou Hao's hand into two, the difference was that half a drop of essence blood entered Zhou Hao's sea of knowledge space, while the other half of the essence blood was directly imprinted on the spirit of the drought fish, and the spirit of its transparent body quickly turned red, and a golden rune of "slave" appeared on its head, and then the spirit escaped into the sea of drought knowledge.

Deed!

When Hongmeng Weili retreated, the drought just stood up with his eyebrows lowered.

Zhou Hao looked at the three witch nails that were still in his body, reached over and grabbed one of them firmly, instilled it with magic power, and then jerked it violently, and a stream of black blood like an arrow spurted out, corroding a large area of the lawn on the ground of the space. The whole body of the drought fell to the ground and shrunk into a ball, and it took a long time to stand up, and he stood in front of Zhou Hao again in pain.

After the third witch nail was withdrawn from his body, the bones of his whole body suddenly creaked, the fangs disappeared quickly, the limbs and body were rapidly adjusting the proportions, and the skin was also rapidly changing.

Zhou Hao knew that this was the inevitable reaction of the Great Dao Oath to imprint his essence and blood on the demon spirit, so he stood aside with a playful mind and watched quietly, thinking quickly in his heart about how he quietly brought him into human society and the arrangements for him.

After a long time, the drought stopped changing, raised his head and looked at Zhou Hao with a flattering face, Zhou Hao patted his forehead helplessly, and said in his heart.

In front of him, a person with the same body shape and appearance as Zhou Hao appeared. If he replaced his golden brown pupils with black, his yellow hair with black, and put on clothes to cover up the majestic tiger-shaped monster tattoo on his body, it is estimated that he and Zhou Hao stood together, and even Zhou's mother couldn't tell that it was her son.

After the demon is recovered by the Almighty, as long as the essence and blood are fused, it will have an additional form - the quasi-master, and even the aura of the two is exactly the same.

When Zhou Hao read mythological novels, he always felt that those slave beasts who sneaked out of the world to play their masters and deceive people could deceive many cultivators. At this time, I realized that this was obviously the sequelae of the essence and blood of the slave beast being assimilated by the master after recognizing the master. Just looking at the other "self" actually showing a flattering and flattering expression, it made Zhou Hao feel weird.

"In the future, without my permission, you are not allowed to appear in the pseudo-primary form. Zhou Hao reached out to take out a set of clothes in the space and threw it to it while giving the order, but saw it holding the clothes and looking at him blankly.

"Ha, I forgot, you didn't have clothes at that time! By the way, for the time being, you will be called Hu first, and then you will be called Han Hu. Zhou Hao smiled and circled around the tiger demon, and after giving him a name, he beckoned somewhere in the space.

The next moment, more than a dozen translucent sturdy men of various skin tones appeared in front of Zhou Hao's eyes, quickly stood in a line, and shouted, "Master!"

They are ghost slaves carefully selected by Hakri, and unlike those ghosts that float in another place and can only be used as materials for refining the elixir, these ghost slaves are already considered ghost cultivators, and they can perform some spells of ghost cultivation, such as the five ghosts to help Harkry transport some items to Zhou Hao, and they are basically all elite mercenaries from various countries before their deaths.

"Give Han Hu everything you know and know!"

"Yes!" Although those mercenaries are ghosts, they are sane after all. It's boring to stay in a quiet space all day long, and when they see that there is finally a new person with them, they roar loudly in excitement.

When Dai Lin was driving, he found that "Zhou Hao" sitting in the assistant's seat suddenly disappeared for a short time, and he knew that Brother Hao had come out of the space. asked excitedly: "Brother Hao, hurry up and tell me!"

I didn't have a chance to ask more questions yesterday, I only knew that Brother Hao had subdued the drought, and after getting into the car, Brother Hao entered his space, where did the ghost slave who manipulated the "Zhou Hao" puppet dare to talk to Dai Lin, all the way like a puppet motionless and pretending to sleep, but Dai Lin was suffocated.

Zhou Hao touched him with a smile, reached out and took off the camera fixed on the roof from the sunroof, and slowly looked at the beautiful scenery he didn't enjoy hiding in the space. (To be continued.) )