After the black hedron fell for a while, a thin layer of mist began to condense on its surface, swirling around the hedr. Although he didn't know what this spar was, Guo Xiaoshi felt that it was very unusual, but it was a pity that he couldn't move at this time, so he couldn't take it in his hand and take a closer look.

"Hiss......"

Try to move, the pain is still there, the body seems to be falling apart, and the strength is completely useless, but the only thing that comforts Guo Xiaoshi is that the pain is decreasing, and the strength is slowly accumulating, and he may be able to move after a while.

But after a while, things changed again in an unexpected way.

The black hedron was lifted up by the fog that gradually condensed more and more, and it was slightly suspended, and then it emitted more mist and floated to the side of the ghost spider.

Guo Xiaoshi clearly saw that when those mist touched the body of the ghost spider, the wounds on the body of the ghost spider actually began to recover, and it recovered at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, the wound healed, and the flesh and blood came back to life.

"Damn!"

Guo Xiaoshi was not calm, although he didn't know what was happening, it seemed that the ghost spider was actually resurrected, and the source of the resurrection was the black spar not far in front of him.

What to do?

There are not many ways that Guo Xiaoshi can think of, if he wants to run, he won't be able to run for a while, and if he wants to beat him, it is impossible to beat him, the only thing he can think of is to collect the black spar in the past and cut off the source of the resurrection of the ghost spider of the underworld.

Sacrifice!

Guo Xiaoshi felt that this was a good idea, that black spar should be a good sacrifice, as long as it was sacrificed, it could not only eliminate the danger, but also exchange the benefits through the sacrifice, the best of both worlds.

Having made up his mind, Guo Xiaoshi began to work hard, trying to get himself moving as soon as possible, even if the pain in his body made him grin his teeth, he still gritted his teeth and insisted. Just kidding, if that thing really came back to life, he, the only living person, would definitely be the first to be unlucky, and now he can only get rid of who first.

One, two, three......

Guo Xiaoshi continued to exert force, and his fingers began to move, then his arms, and then his feet...... However, this did not make the anxiety in his heart any less, because the ghost spider over there recovered faster, and seeing that his abdomen had grown, he was already trembling and could move.

"Can't wait, crawl over ......"

Guo Xiaoshi was like a critically ill patient with paralysis all over his body, and he began to get up with his hands and feet, and the distance of three meters looked not far away, but it was a bit close to him at this time.

One meter, two meters, two and a half meters......

Under the stimulation of the more and more powerful movements of the ghost spider over there, Guo Xiaoshi's hand finally touched the black spar as he wished, and then he prepared to enter the Altar of Time as he had originally thought.

But the moment his hand touched the black hedroon—

"Boom!"

He only felt as if something had exploded in his head, and then his consciousness was shattered in this explosion, and he was no longer conscious.

……

Guo Xiaoshi felt that he was floating in a dark world, he couldn't see, he couldn't help it, only his ears could hear the words coming from the darkness.

It was a conversation between two men, one gruff and the other clear.

"How's he doing?"

The rough voice is very familiar, but Guo Xiaoshi is powerless to think about who the owner of this voice is at this time.

"The nuclear fission toxin is being extracted, and the bone cracks on the body have also recovered." The clear voice answered, with a bit of a meticulous flavor.

"Then why aren't you awake?" A rough voice.

"It should be soon." The clear voice paused slightly, and added: "But it may be some time, depending on the situation." ”

The rough voice was impatient: "Are you talking nonsense, are you going to wait for a while?" ”

A clear voice explained: "Sir, it is a very fortunate thing that he did not die after being hit by the nuclear fission toxin, the reason is that he seems to have awakened some kind of bloodline, making his soul power stronger, usually such a natural awakening has half the chance to be accompanied by some side effects, just like now, the sudden awakening of the bloodline makes his body in a state of hibernation, which is a self-protection mechanism." ”

The rough voice said angrily: "A piece of spider crystal made him awaken his bloodline?" This bloodline is too easy to awaken, right? ”

"According to the test, it should be a mortal-level bloodline, and its value is not high, but it makes the level of his soul power equal to that of a second-level prayer."

"Oh?" The raspy voice was a little surprised: "So, he has the potential to become a prayer person?" ”

A clear voice said: "If there is no accident, a natural awakening like his, the soul power will not be much improved, and even if he becomes a prayer person, the greatest achievement is only the third level left." ”

"Level three?" The hoarse voice suddenly showed no interest: "Then it won't be of much use." ”

A clear voice said, "With his soul strength level, it would still be very good if he was cultivated in the direction of a field medical officer." ”

The hoarse voice was a little farther away, and he asked again, "How is Wentu?" ”

"Chief Wentu was hit by the ghost spider's soul flame, and he was seriously injured, so he could only be temporarily placed in a life support box to let him recover slowly." After a slight pause, a clear voice continued: "However, if the Great Prayer Cultivator above level ten can use the Life Recovery Technique on him, Chief Ventu's injuries should be able to recover immediately." ”

"Great Prayer Seeker?"

The rough voice pondered for a while, and asked, "Where is the Thunder Fire High Priest now?" ”

A clear voice replied: "Sir, as far as I know, the High Priest of Thunder and Fire is not currently in the favor of death, and he has already rushed over with the two High Priests in the war of Wa Blue Star a while ago. ”

The rough voice hesitated for a moment, and said: "Then there is no way, I still have a task on my body, I must leave tomorrow, Wentu can only stay here, you take good care of it, and when the Thunder Fire High Priest comes back, you go and ask him to come over to heal Wentu." ”

The clear voice was embarrassed: "But the Thunder and Fire High Priest ...... Sir, I'm afraid I won't be able to invite the High Priest of Thunder and Fire. ”

The rough voice said in an unquestionable tone: "The High Priest of Thunder and Fire still owes me a favor, and you say that I asked him for help, and he will come." ”

"Yes, sir." The clear voice paused, and then asked, "What about this servant?" ”

The rough voice walked farther away: "What else, let him go back wherever he came from." ”

"But his awakened bloodline ......"

The hoarse voice was completely far away: "What's the use of such blood? Let's see if he survives in two years! ”