"Ding! Your item Daxia Ding has entered the recovery phase, please continue to invest in the sacrifice. ”

"Ding! Warning, Da Xia Ding enters the recovery stage, during the recovery period, a lot of aura needs to be consumed, please continue to invest, if the recovery fails, Da Xia Ding will enter a one-year dormant period. ”

"Ding! Warn! The Great Xia Ding is burning the aura in the Ding, please speed up the investment. ”

Looking at the message prompted in the postal album, Zhao Ke's eyes widened, and he was a little caught off guard.

His eyes stared at the Great Xia Ding, and he saw that a layer of green light on the body of the Ding gradually surged from under the four feet, covering the Great Xia Ding like a flame.

"Quick! Hurry up and get stamps, don't be ordinary, get stamps above silver! Zhao Ke was short of breath, and the shouting made Mo Ju quickly take the stamp.

Seeing that something had happened to this big ding, Mo Ju also changed his attitude.

She is not afraid of burning money, but she is afraid that she will not see any results if she pays so much.

At this time, after seeing the change in this mysterious Dading, Mo Ju couldn't help but immediately change Fang Cai's acquisition strategy.

Quickly mobilize the resources in the warehouse and quickly remove the silver stamps in stock.

Stamps were traded to Zhao Ke.

After Zhao Ke began to activate the sublimation, the silver stamps in his hand began to turn into ashes in a steady stream.

On the side, Mo Ju's eyes were not in Daxia Ding, but on the stamps that Zhao Ke kept burning.

In his heart, he counted the number of silver stamps consumed by Zhao Ke.

I saw a wisp of light being swallowed by the Great Xia Ding, but the Great Xia Ding was always like a bottomless pit, except for the gradual enhancement of the different light on the body, there was no surprising change.

But Zhao Ke couldn't hold back the excitement on his face, and danced around this bronze tripod.

Da Xia Ding is recovering, which shows that his idea is not wrong.

If you want to really master this Daxia Ding, the first thing to do is to feed it first.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke looked at the silver stamps in his hand that were constantly used as sacrifices.

Zhao Ke was both excited and helpless.

"It's all money!"

A butcher's box, a spirit of one's own.

These two rice buckets and foodies are enough for their own headaches.

Not to mention, I also have a black-hearted stamp "Black Factory" and an iron-eating maniac "Ghost Tiger"

The ability of these two stamps has been called the Luxgen 7 in the stamp industry.

If you want to say that the only one is better, I'm afraid that the two old goods are sambar deer and old trees, at least not much, and occasionally they can produce points.

But even so, their consumption is really small compared to the Great Xia Ding.

Even Zhao Ke himself, looking at the silver stamps that had turned into ashes in his hands, felt a pain in his flesh

Not to mention that I just threw myself into those ordinary stamps.

Even if they are low-grade stamps, the number is staggering.

At this time, it was not easy to revive Da Xia Ding, but he found that he had to continue to burn.

And low-grade stamps are afraid that they can no longer keep up with consumption, so they can only burn silver-grade stamps.

It's also a loss to my own cheap teacher, otherwise I would have my own little family background.

Otherwise, don't say it's the revival of Daxia Ding.

I'm afraid that in my life, I don't want to inject the aura in Daxia Ding into the standard line of recovery.

"Thankfully, it's not my money." Zhao Ke comforted himself in his heart.

Fortunately, none of these stamps are your own, otherwise they will burn one after another.

I'm afraid that I want to die.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke simply stopped looking at the stamps in his hand, and thought that he was burning firewood.

In fact, it is no wonder that the recovery conditions of Daxiading are so terrifying.

Ding, itself is the important weapon of the country.

What's more, the Great Xia Ding is regarded as an artifact that protects the country by Great Xia.

You must know that the Xingtian family fights for Great Xia every year, and at least one-third of the slaves and treasures obtained must be left to Great Xia Ding as an annual sacrifice.

This is still a state of daily maintenance.

For example, Zhao Ke entered the Great Xia Ding in a state of war at that time, and the sacrifice alone that day had already caused the city of Great Xia to flow like a river of blood, and the heads were like mountains.

The important weapon of the country is raised by the natural national strength.

Zhao Ke's little salary alone is really insignificant to Da Xia Ding.

"This is the ...... Sure enough, it's an artifact that conquers the heavens and the earth, hehe, it's gone, it's gone! ”

There was such a big movement in the room, and of course the sambar deer and the old tree also walked in.

The two of them were holding red wine, especially in the red wine of the sambar, and there was actually half a ginseng whisker.

Staring at the Great Xia Ding in front of Zhao Ke, Shuilu's mouth was about to crack to the back of his head.

Even the old tree, who did not show his anger in the past, couldn't help but show an excited look on his face at this time.

Don't get me wrong, he is not happy for Zhao Ke, but remembers the wife he cultivated.

Looking back, seeing that the sambar deer was actually staring at Zhao Ke's Da Xia Ding greedily, he couldn't help but pout: "What are you gluttony?" He also has a zombie wife! ”

Lao Shu's words made the fire in the heart of the sambar instantly pour into a basin of cold water, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he viciously drank the red wine in his hand in one gulp.

roared; "What about zombies, if they can't escape the three disasters and five tribulations, they are destined to be reduced to dust under the heavens, and if I make up for it, maybe I can still survive her."

For the almost paranoid health road of sambar, the corners of Lao Shu's mouth twitched, which is also a deer.

If it is a king Bachengjing, he and the sambar deer, maybe who can survive whom.

Thinking of this, Lao Shu's fingers lightly attached to his beard, and whispered to the ear of the sambar: "If you want ninety-nine, eat, drink, prostitute, gamble, or smoke...... Do you try? ”

The corners of Shuilu's mouth twitched, and he sneered: "You are only ninety-nine, your wife is ninety-nine, and your whole family is ninety-nine." ”

Old Tree: "........."

Just when the two were arguing and laughing.

The two stewards walked in from outside and handed the newly picked stamps to Zhao Ke.

Looking at the picture of Zhao Ke constantly treating the silver stamps as firewood, cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of the two.

If it continues to burn like this, when will it burn, even if the Red Smoke Pavilion has a big business, it can't stand burning like this.

One of them was holding an abacus and the other was holding a computer.

Every time Zhao Ke burned one, the fingers of the two of them seemed to be dancing, fluctuating bangbang.

Not to mention the two stewards, even Mo Ju was breaking out in a cold sweat behind him.

However, there is still a reward for paying.

The texture on the Daxia tripod is getting clearer and clearer, the thunder pattern on the tripod body is the ground, and the peculiar thunder pattern is swimming with the Zixia arc in the strange light.

In the blink of an eye, the purple mist is misty and hazy, which is unspeakably expensive.

"Listen, there is a voice!"

At this time, the sambar deer's ears moved, and he faintly heard the roar of a beast in the purple mist.

It is like two fierce tigers staged in the purple glow, and the picture of two tigers fighting.

The tiger's voice is low and depressing, full of the power of an overlord.

There was no tiger shadow in the purple mist, but a dragon's tail rolled up, revealing half of its fin tail from the purple mist.

For a while, the wonderful picture was constantly staged in the purple glow in front of him, as if behind this purple glow, there was a mysterious cave in the sky.

"This ......" Mo Ju was also stunned.

I have never heard of any stamps with such strange visions.

Even the strongest stamp she had ever seen, the True Martial Seal was far from being able to compare with the big ding in front of her.

For a moment, Mo Ju suddenly thought that when Zhao Ke rejected the True Martial Seal, he said proudly that he had a better and stronger body.

At that time, Mo Ju still felt that Zhao Ke was bragging, and the golden stamp of Zhenwu Yin, in Mo Ju's opinion, could be attacked and defended, and it was one of the most powerful stamps.

In addition to the Ah Bi Tu Yuan in the master's hand, I am afraid that there are only a handful of stamps that can break the Zhenwu seal.

It's just that now it seems that Zhao Ke didn't say anything big.

The many dissimilarities shown by this bronze tripod in front of him are enough to explain the mystery of this tripod.

"Ding! Your item Daxia Ding has reached a critical point, please sacrifice! ”

"Warning, the Great Xia Ding has reached a critical point, and it needs to be sacrificed immediately."

"Sacrifice?"

Zhao Ke's face was overjoyed, and his expression suddenly became strange.

Continuing to activate the sublimation, although Da Xia Ding still absorbed the stamps, the warning prompts continued to appear in Zhao Ke's stamp album.

"Don't be aura!"

Zhao Ke's expression became serious, and he didn't know what the sacrifice that Daxia Ding needed was.

Seeing the look on Zhao Ke's face, it was as gloomy as ink.

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and didn't dare to disturb.

"This thing is going to be sacrificed, and who knows what it is?"

"Sacrifice?"

Everyone looked at each other, not understanding what sacrifice was needed for this statue.

At this time, I heard the sambar deer say: "Do you see what precious items you have, put them in the tripod and try it?" ”

When Zhao Ke heard this, he quickly took out things from the stamp album and put them into the dingzhong.

Whether it was a stamp or an item, it was bounced back by Zixia before it touched Daxia Ding.

Zhao Ke even took out the skin of Luo Nu in the postal album, but Da Xia Ding was indifferent to this.

Obviously, what Da Xia Ding wanted was not these items, but other things.

"Is there any other way!"

Zhao Ke is really in a hurry, if this juncture fails, Da Xia Ding will enter a one-year dormant period.

He didn't think that his cheap teacher could give himself another year

"With blood!"

Seeing this, the sambar deer and the old tree glanced at each other, and the two of them said in unison: "Then there is only a blood sacrifice, but your things, it is better to use your own blood, other people's blood, I am afraid of accidents." ”

The sambar deer and the old tree looked very serious.

Blood sacrifice is the most primitive method, and it is also the most weird way, a bad weapon will take its body, but it will suffer backlash.

The sambar deer has lived for a long time, and I have heard of many blood sacrifice vessels, and they have been eaten by it.

But both of them knew the importance of this tripod to Zhao Ke, so although they warned Zhao Ke to be careful, they did not object.

Zhao Ke didn't care about other ways at this time.

Seeing that the warnings have come one after another, they are getting more and more serious.

Zhao Ke gritted his teeth, cut a hole in his palm, and slapped his blood-stained palm towards Daxia Ding.

If you can't succeed, you have to gamble first.

Da Xia Ding, who was stained with Zhao Ke's blood, seemed to be stimulated by something for a while, "Hum! With a bang, the thick purple glow actually swallowed up Zhao Ke himself.

"That's not right! Help! ”

Sensing that something was wrong, he saw that Lao Shu's arm quickly reached into Zixia, wanting to pull Zhao Ke out of the glow.

As a result, after the arm reached in, he saw that the old tree's face changed suddenly, and the arm was quickly broken into pieces of sawdust in the glow.

It was too late, and then it was too fast, and the sambar deer behind him hurriedly pulled the old tree back, and the two old men rolled together and fell out of the room.

"It's over, it's over, I'm afraid this kid is already dead!"

The old tree got up and looked at his broken arm, and his face suddenly turned like ashes, and his arm couldn't hold on for a second in the purple glow/

I'm afraid that Zhao Ke is already crushed.

The corners of the sambar's mouth twitched, but after his eyes rolled around, he suddenly stared.

"Phew, that kid can't die, don't believe it!"

Saying that, the sambar deer twisted the old tree's head, and saw the fluffy 'swallow' on the dining table sitting on the chair with a big grin, pointing to the two dishes in front of him, and looking like he was commenting on the country.

And the butcher's box on the side is still eating and eating.

Seeing this, the expression on Lao Shu's face suddenly calmed down, if Zhao Ke was really dead, how could these two rice buckets be so calm.