Altar of Wives.

As the name suggests, it is the place where the demon clan refines the demon spirits.

For the younger generation like Jin Dali, who has never refined the demon spirit crystal, as long as they get the demon spirit crystal, they will generally go to the demon spirit altar to receive the bloodline refining, and then refine the demon spirit crystal.

Otherwise, it can only be a waste of opportunity and a lifetime of regret.

Of course, it doesn't mean that everyone has to go to the Demon Spirit Altar to receive bloodline refining before they can refine the Demon Spirit Crystal.

If you're qualified enough to be evil, you can also support yourself.

It's just that this kind of genius is rare for a thousand years, so it's better for ordinary people to follow the rules honestly.

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"It's really enviable, it's the best Red Flame Lizard Demon Spirit, this guy's luck is really good."

"Damn! I blame you, I'll just say that this kid is not ordinary, if you listened to me when you were outside the altar enchantment, we robbed him, where do you still stare here? ”

"Come on, you're an afterthought, you weren't the one who dared to do it at the time?"

"Shut up! It's obvious that you're too cowardly, so I'm dragged down! ”

"You bastard!"

"You're the bastard!"

Cracking sound......

At this moment, the vicinity of the Demon Spirit Altar was extremely lively.

One hundred and ten young disciples of the demon clan with different appearances surrounded the altar, either talking about the people on the altar who were undergoing blood tempering, or simply resigned themselves to holding their low-level demon spirit crystals, sullen.

Just as everyone was expecting that the next person chosen by the altar to receive the blood tempering would be themselves, a commotion suddenly exploded.

"Look! There's a golden lion flying in the sky! ”

"What? When will the Golden Lions fly? Let me see. ”

"It's true, but he seems to have been forced to fly by a bird-man ugly."

"It's interesting, the dignified guy of the Golden Lion Clan will cooperate with the lowly Birdman Clan, this is big news!"

Everyone was talking about Qingxia and Jin Dali, who came in a hurry.

Qing Xia looked at the strange-looking demon clan below, and was slightly disappointed in her heart.

came so far away, and there was not even the Shou Er Niang he liked.

"It's going to land."

Qing Xia reminded Jin Dali.

"Ah, landing?"

As soon as Qing Xia's voice fell, her body was already moving.

I saw that Qingxia turned around, and he fell directly with Jin Dali at high speed.

The speed was very fast, so frightened that Jin Dali's two tremors violently, and he thought that he was going to unload the mill and kill the donkey.

"This bird-man is so fast!"

"Cut, how about fast? It's not a weak yet, and I feel like I can slap him to death. ”

"Shhhh It's not good to mess with the Golden Lion. ”

A pig-headed man whispered.

"Yes, yes, it's better for us to talk less."

A moment later, Qing Xia calmly landed in a clearing with Jin Dali.

As soon as Jin Dali stepped on the ground, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, looking like he would live for the rest of his life.

On the contrary, looking at Qingxia, the "servant", looked calm, and looked around.

Because of Jin Dali's aristocratic status, a group of people who thought they were good soon came up.

Pythons, black bears, giant deer, all races.

Qingxia felt like she was in a zoo.

However, those people were clearly more interested in Jin Dali, and Qing Xia was selectively forgotten aside.

Although Qingxia was a little unhappy, she didn't bother to get close to them.

A bunch of ugly pussies, if there were a beast-eared lady here, he might still have an interest in pretending to be a coerc.

But there's only a group of big guys here, who is he pretending to show it?

This situation is actually quite good now, at least the team has dispersed, making room near the altar for him.

Qing Xia put her hands in her pockets and walked under the altar in a leisurely manner.

"Yo, this guy looks a bit like Thorton."

Qing Xia looked at one of the lizard-people on the stage and couldn't help but compare it to Thorton.

At the moment, the lizard cast man is working on the most critical part.

The demon spirit crystal has been opened by the power of the altar, and the inheritance light in it is slowly sinking into the center of the lizardhead's eyebrows.

Qing Xia stared intently at the process, trying to ask what the specific principle of the system was.

But this waste system only replied to him with "I don't know about this system", and then it was silent, arrogant and lazy.

At first glance, it is uncleaned up again.

"Hey, brother, make a friend."

At this time, a simple voice came into Qing Xia's ears.

Qing Xia looked for the sound, and saw a thin pangolin trying to pat Qing Xia's shoulder, but the result was only able to reach Qing Xia's waist, so it was not embarrassing.

"Hello, my name is Mountain Twelve, a son of the Chuanshan clan, can I make friends with you?"

Qing Xia looked at the little pangolin with firm eyes, couldn't help laughing twice, and then stroked the top of his head.

It's smooth and smooth.

"Little guy, my name is Qingxia."

"Qingxia, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Shan Twelve stretched out his hand to Qing Xia.

But Qing Xia can see some love for the house and Wu in the eyes of this little guy.

It seems that this little guy wants to climb the threshold of Jin Dali's so-called golden lion clan through him.

It was a clever little plan, but he had the wrong idea.

"That, you can Feiye, are you a child of the Birdman Clan?"

Mountain Twelve looked at Qing Xia, who had a strange appearance to them, suspiciously, and asked curiously.

After all, in his little brain, only the Birdman clan can fly.

"I'm not a bird-man clan, I'm a descendant of the Yanhuang clan."

Qing Xia looked at Shan Twelve's eyes and said seriously.

"Yanhuang clan? I don't think I've heard of it. ”

Shan Twelve touched his smooth head, revealing a racking expression.

"Don't think about it, it doesn't matter to you anyway."

"Oh."

"Mountain Twelve, do you know that lizard head on the altar?"

"I know, that's a descendant of the salamander clan, who has a noble bloodline, and now he has even obtained the demon spirit of the best red flame lizard, and his combat power can be said to be on a higher level."

"The best demon spirit, is it strong?"

"Very strong! If you succeed in refining the best demon spirit, you can at least become a high-level demon general in the future, and you may even become a demon king who is unique in ten thousand. ”

When Shan Twelve said this, there was a look of yearning in his eyes.

"I see."

Qing Xia chatted with the little pangolin while collecting and splicing together the information she knew.

The demon spirits in this world are probably divided into six levels: low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, superb, king-grade, and emperor-grade.

The higher the level of the Wisp, the higher its growth potential.

Therefore, the status of the children of the demon clan who have refined high-level demon spirits is relatively higher.

This is actually not much different from the spiritual root in Xiuxian's novels.

It's just that it's just a given, and one can be acquired.

There is no essential difference between the two.

Just as Qing Xia was thinking about it, a lot of qi suddenly broke out on the altar.

"It worked!"

Seeing this, Shan Twelve shouted excitedly, as if he had succeeded.

The lizard-headed creature walked off the altar with a proud look on his face after his success, and returned to the ranks of the lizardmen, enjoying the compliments of the family's children.

As for the people along the way, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

Especially the low-level races of Qingxia and Shanxi.

However, Qing Xia was looking around with Shan Twelve at the moment, wanting to see who would be next.

That's when it happened!

A beam of golden light happened to sway down from the altar and landed on Qing Xia's body.

"What does that mean?"

Qingxia looked at Shan Twelve and asked.

"Qingxia, you have been chosen by the altar, and the next one will be yours."

Mountain Twelve still had an excited expression on his face, shouting and screaming.

"Is it my turn? But I don't have a demon crystal. ”

Qing Xia was suspicious in her heart, and she was stunned for a while.

Seeing this, the people nearby couldn't help but cast a mocking glance at Qingxia's side.

"The weak chicken of the bird-man clan will be chosen by the altar, guess what his demon spirit will be?"

"A crow, I guess."

"Sparrows, I guess."

"I guess ducks."

"I think it's a caterpillar...... Hahahaha! ”

"I'll wipe it, this group of cheap things, Lao Tzu doesn't pretend to force you to make trouble, the tiger doesn't make a threat, I'm a sick cat, right?"

Qing Xia just wanted to suppress all the scum who were ridiculing him present, but the voice of the system sounded at this moment.

"Ding Dong, an unknown error has occurred, and the genetic information of the dark plane of Thorton is mutating......"

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