Chapter 112: Is This an Ancient Xenomorph?
"Ding, congratulations to the player for drawing the Ancient Xenomorph!"
He didn't let Fang Xiu wait long, and the pointer stopped.
Ancient xenomorphs?
Fang Xiu was a little confused, this ancient xenomorph was not something he had heard of.
It is different from the real dragon, Xuanwu and other ancient xenomorphs that have been understood a little bit from the text, but a new one.
Just thinking so, and then the position where the hands on the roulette wheel rested was twisted.
A small snake with a pitch-black body appeared in front of Fang Xiu and landed on the desk softly.
The small snake is only the thickness of an adult's tail finger, about three feet long, except for the purity of black, there is no difference from ordinary snakes.
"This is the Ancient Xenomorph?"
Fang Xiu was stunned, this was a little inconsistent with the name of the ancient xenomorph.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like an ancient xenomorph, but like a hybrid snake on the side of the road.
"A drop of blood from the player can complete the recognition of the ancient xenomorphs!"
The system is a reminder of the sound adaptation.
I still have to drip blood to confess the Lord, and I feel a little off the rails.
Thinking about it, Fang Xiu took out the Chengping Sword and gently cut a small wound on his finger, and the blood flowed down the wound and dripped onto the head of the ancient xenomorphous snake.
I saw blood dripping, and when I touched the snake's head, it was strangely integrated into it.
Then, the little snake, which had been not moving, also trembled at this time, and its small eyes like mung beans opened.
Then, a memory appeared in Fang Xiu's mind.
Look, the ancient xenomorph, when it is an adult, the body is huge, it can break the mountains, it can fall the stars, and the mouth poison can be extinct, which is enough to be among the best in the ancient xenomorphs.
Ancient xenomorphs, 3,000 years for juveniles, 6,000 years for youth, and 9,000 years for adulthood.
After receiving the information, Fang Xiu's face immediately darkened.
The ancient xenomorphs are indeed very powerful, and the time of adulthood is enough to be invincible.
But what is the 3,000-year-old childhood, 6,000-year-old youth, and 9,000-year-old adulthood?
I'm afraid it's just a newborn ancient xenomorph!
Fang Xiu looked at the Ancient Xenomorph that had climbed up his arm and was quietly wrapped there.
The difference between a three-foot body and a thousand-foot body is difficult to measure.
And this period of growth also made Fang Xiu feel a little desperate.
Not to mention anything else, but it takes 3,000 years to survive the juvenile period.
What is the concept of three thousand years, Fang Xiu felt that if he was given three thousand years of time, I was afraid that he might not even be able to leave the ashes.
In that case, what's the use of this ancient xenomorph.
As if sensing Fang Xiu's emotions, the little snake opened its eyes, but a finger-wide snake mouth opened, revealing the tiny fangs inside, and then closed it back.
He yawned simply, his eyes closed again, and the little snake wrapped around Fang Xiu's arm and fell into a deep sleep.
Yes, the number of draws this time is wasted.
"Alas!"
Fang Xiu sighed.
It is not easy to obtain the number of lottery draws, so I got such a good thing.
However, Fang Xiu also knew that after dripping blood and recognizing the Lord, it would be connected to his own life, and if he died, he would not be able to live.
On the contrary, if it dies, there is nothing wrong with Fang Xiu.
The result was already doomed, and Fang Xiu could only treat it as his own pet.
Not to mention, the body is cold and cold, and it is still a little comfortable to wrap around the arm.
Taking a deep breath, Fang Xiu prepared to use the designated number of martial arts lotteries.
The start just now is not good, the ancient xenomorphs sound domineering, but the real thing is seriously inconsistent with the description.
Now Fang Xiu had to pray that his luck would be a little better this time.
"Designated Martial Arts Lottery!"
With a command, the pointer instantly stayed on the grid of martial arts.
The roulette wheel changed, and six brand new squares appeared in Fang Xiu's eyes.
Inferior Martial Arts Huashan Internal Strength, Innate Secret Record Sanhua Juding Palm, Superior Martial Arts Hao Tianzhang, Inferior Martial Arts Luohan Fist, Inferior Martial Arts Bagua Palm, and the first layer of peerless martial arts mixed Yuan Tiangong.
Six grids, three inferior martial arts, one superior martial arts, one innate secret record, and one peerless martial arts.
Fang Xiu immediately abandoned the three inferior martial arts and one superior martial arts.
For him now, there are already a lot of inferior martial arts, and it is useless to extract them again.
And such a precious number of lottery draws is used to exchange for martial arts, which is something that can only be done when the brain draws.
As for the superior martial arts, it is not very useful, it is enough to have a seven-star Heavenly Dividing Palm, and another Haotian Palm will not improve his strength by leaps and bounds.
The last remaining choice is the first layer of the Innate Secret Record Sanhua Gathering Palm and the Peerless Martial Arts Mixed Yuan Heavenly Gong.
If the peerless martial arts mixed yuan heavenly skill was complete, Fang Xiu would not hesitate and directly chose this martial arts.
However, this was only the first level of a peerless martial arts, and there were several layers of peerless martial arts that he didn't know at all.
As for the three flowers, the top palm.
With the sword drawing technique, he knew what kind of power this innate secret record level martial art had.
One is the innate secret record determined by the power, and the other is the first layer of the unknown peerless martial arts.
Both of these had similar positions in Fang Xiu's heart, and if he could, he would rather choose both.
But there was only one time, and he was destined to choose one of the two.
After some careful consideration, Fang Xiu's gaze stayed on the first layer of the peerless martial arts mixed yuan heavenly skill.
"Extract the first layer of the peerless martial arts mixed yuan heavenly skill!"
Fang Xiu also had a reason for making this choice.
Innate secret record level martial arts, he already has a sword drawing technique in hand, and he is not short of hole cards.
Although one more three-flower gathering palm can increase his strength again, but without the three-flower gathering top palm, his current means are enough to fight the enemy.
If you can't even solve the sword drawing technique, then even if you learn the Sanhua Juding Palm, you still can't beat what you should not be able to beat.
On the contrary, Fang Xiu was more willing to win this peerless martial arts mixed yuan heavenly skill.
After making a decision, the words of the first layer of the peerless martial arts mixed yuan heavenly skill flashed with a golden light, and it submerged into Fang Xiu's body.
Immediately after, a memory belonging to the first layer of the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Gong appeared in Fang Xiu's mind.
Mixed Yuan Tiangong, peerless martial arts level, is divided into seven layers, each layer represents a realm, and those who have cultivated in the seven layers can become peerless masters.
Those who have cultivated the mixed element heavenly gong, the mixed element, contains all things, and the true qi condenses and mixes the elements as one.
At the same time as getting the memory, Fang Xiu's body also underwent earth-shaking changes.
The True Qi automatically operated according to the record of the first layer of the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Gong, and a condensed True Qi like a substance hovered over the dantian.
This is the true qi cultivated by the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Gong.
Moreover, as soon as the true qi of this mixed yuan heavenly gong touched a qigong, it completely devoured the other party, leaving not a single trace of qigong true qi.
In the dantian, only this condensed true qi like essence was left to stay there quietly.
The changes in the body did not escape Fang Xiu's perception.
"This is what is said in the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Gong, including all things, and the true qi condenses and mixes the elements as one?"
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