The system knew what Deng An was thinking, and interrupted: "Host, the seventy-two changes are not something that can be learned in a short time, and when you learn it, the time for the opening of the Hundred Broken Mountain has ended." ”

"System, you have a way, right?" There are so many saint weapons, Deng An is really reluctant to give up.

The system suggests: "Host, you can learn the simplified version of the seventy-two changes first." ”

Deng An was curious: "How big is the gap between the system, the simple version and the full version?" ”

The system replied: "After the full version of the seventy-two changes, you can have the natal supernatural power of living beings, for example, if you become a fire lark, you can have the ability of a fire lark to spit fire."

And the simplified version of the seventy-two changes, there is no more, it is just the same as the fire lark in appearance. ”

"How long does it take to learn the simplified version of the Seventy-Two Changes?" Deng An was worried that it would take too long.

The system replied: "If it's fast, you can learn it in a few days." ”

"Brush"

Deng An left the Stone Forest, where there were many people and eyes, and it was also the sleeping place of all the saints, so it was obviously not suitable for cultivating the seventy-two changes here.

"Deng An didn't get the saint's weapon, and he walked away."

The living beings were in a happy mood, and they were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and some even wanted to set off firecrackers.

I have been compared to Deng An before, but this time I finally didn't have it.

Those creatures who had obtained the weapons of the saints raised their eyebrows even more, feeling that they had won a game.

"That's it."

It didn't take long for Deng An to find a hidden cave on the mountainside, where he planned to cultivate the Seventy-Two Changes.

"It worked."

In just three days, Deng An learned the simplified version of the seventy-two changes.

He walked out of the cave and headed for the top of the mountain again.

"Deng An is here again." Some exclaimed, this was too unexpected for them.

"He had already failed three days ago and had not been recognized by any of the saints' weapons, so what's the point of coming back now?"

"Yes, it's just a shame to come back."

A lot of people can't figure it out.

A black-clothed young man speculated, "Does he want to use that cutter to take the weapons of the saints?" ”

A gray-clothed young man shook his head: "This is the sleeping place of the saints, it should not be disturbed, Deng An should not do such a stupid thing." ”

"I wish he did such a stupid thing, so that the rules of this place would be obliterated." Some people hate the rich and hate Deng An's harvest in Baiduan Mountain more than them.

"Don't say it, Deng An is here." Someone whispered a reminder.

Everyone shut up one after another, and at the same time paid curious attention to Deng An, wondering what he would do next.

"Change."

Deng An walked to the first boulder, cast seventy-two transformations to transform into a fire lark, and then revealed his fire lark's bloodline aura.

"How did Deng An become a fire lark?!" The crowd was taken aback.

Some people can't help but wipe their eyes, thinking they're looking at something wrong.

"It's really a fire lark, this bloodline breath can't be wrong."

"Deng An is not a human race, he is a fire lark?!"

Everyone was shocked, and suddenly suspected Deng An's origin.

"It's impossible, this guy was obviously a Terran before." Some retort with less confidence.

The skeptic pointed to Deng An in the form of a fire lark and asked, "Then how to explain the current situation?" ”

The rebuttal shrugged: "This is going to ask Deng An." ”

"It's not a weapon of the Fire Skylark Saint." Standing in front of the boulder, Deng An showed his fire lark's bloodline aura for five minutes, but the boulder did not react.

"Change."

A puff of white smoke flashed, and Deng An turned into an earth-walking dragon.

Many people exclaimed again, because Deng An revealed the blood aura of the Earth Walking Dragon, and it was very strong, which could be compared to the pure-blooded Earth Walking Dragon.

"I understand, Deng An has mastered a treasure art that can transform, which allows him to transform into various races." A well-informed teenager suddenly realized.

"It's amazing." Everyone was amazed, there had never been such a transformation technique in the wasteland before.

"Still not right." The boulder still did not react, and Deng An was not discouraged and continued to mutate into other species.

Dragon, White Tiger, Qingluan, Sky Splitting Demon Butterfly...... have become the object of his transformation.

"Look, the boulder is glowing!"

When Deng An became Bi Fang, the boulder cracked, a treasure light emanated from the cracks, and the stone skin fell off, revealing a treasure device.

It was a magic staff, crystal clear, less than a foot long, but it was extremely splendid, with many runes swirling, rumbling and thundering, and the scene was terrifying.

"Damn, he obviously failed three days ago, how can he now get the approval of the saint's weapon again?" Some people are puzzled, and at the same time their hearts are extremely unbalanced.

"yes, why is that?" Many people couldn't accept such a result, they all wanted to see Deng An's jokes, but they didn't expect to be slapped in the face by Deng An.

A sharp-minded young man revealed the truth of the matter: "I understand, you have to have the same bloodline as the saint to get the recognition of the saint's weapon, Deng An understands this, so he keeps changing into various clans to try." ”

"Damn, that's the staff of my saint." After understanding, an ancient relic with a thin Bi Fang bloodline roared.

It was quite unhappy, but because its strength was far inferior to Deng An's, it didn't dare to come forward to ask for it, so it could only stand in place and stare at it aggrievedly.

"The Bifang clan has suffered a lot of losses." There are people who sympathize with the Bifang people.

Of course, there were also people gloating, such as the enemies of the Bifang clan, but these people were not happy soon, because Deng An also had his eye on the saint weapons of their race.

"System, how many points is this staff worth?" Deng Anxin asked the system.

The system replied, "Twenty thousand." ”

"It is worthy of a saint's weapon, and it is much more valuable than the treasures in the ruins outside." Deng An sighed, you must know that this staff has been broken, and only a third is left.

"I'm going to contract all the saint weapons here."

Deng An walked to the second boulder and continued to cast seventy-two transformations into different species.

When he transforms into a blue wolf, the boulder cracks open and glows brightly.

"Oh my God, another amazing treasure!" A lot of people exclaimed.

This is a bone ring, sky blue, like carved jade, I don't know what kind of animal bones are carved from, with an amazing spirituality, even after a long time, the luster still does not fade.

As soon as this ring came out, there was a burst of sounds, and the runes were dense, reflecting the surroundings of the boulder in a crystal and turning into sky blue.

"It's a pity, it's missing too." Deng An regretted that this bone ring was missing a piece, not a complete circle.

"Boom"

The bone ring is not big, but as long as it is urged, it will glow, and the runes are dense and terrifying, so many that it is dazzling, suppressing the void, and you don't need to think much to know that the power is huge.

"Damn, this is the bone ring of the saint of my clan." A wolf clan's primeval relic's eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't wait to immediately pounce forward and snatch the bone ring.

But it didn't dare, for this was the sleeping place of the saints, and there was no room for fighting.

Besides, its strength is far inferior to Deng An, and it has no confidence to ask Deng An for it.

"The weapon of the dragon saint has been born."

"The weapon of the Tyrannical Ape Saint has been born."

"The weapon of the Three-Eyed Saint has been born."

As time passed, more and more saint weapons were born, and these races were full of hatred for Deng An, and they felt that Deng An had stolen the saint weapons that originally belonged to their race.

"Deng An, the saint weapons here belong to our various clans, and you can't steal them." Some of the primeval relics of the same clan's saint weapons that had not yet been born couldn't sit still, and reasoned with Deng An, wanting to prevent Deng An from continuing to obtain saint weapons.