"Aha!"

The little nerve was proud, shook the golden dragon tail, flew down from mid-air, and vigorously aimed at the face of the macaw that had fainted, and stepped on two feet, which could be regarded as relief, "Silly bird!" Silly bird! Fighting with the master? Go for you! ”

Ye Luo=. =

I really don't want to admit that this stupid dragon was raised by her. It's a shame.

"Beautiful host, you are still too kind. Having only knocked off a handful of the foolish bird's feathers, you should have shot it open and let it go to Hades. The little nerve returned to Ye Luo's shoulder, and he didn't forget to say a few crooked words.

How strong the pupil strength of the master is, how accurate the marksmanship is, the little nerve knows best. Ye Luo only knocked off the golden retriever on the macaw's head, which was obviously not a mistake in marksmanship, but intentional.

"You can't kill it."

Ye Luo put away the sniper rifle Jin Shen.

"Why can't you kill it?" Little Nerve was not happy, "Isn't it just a stupid bird?" If you were willing to cooperate with me just now, master, I would have restrained it by force in mid-air, and you would have taken the opportunity to shoot it in the abdomen and eyes, and I would have killed it. ”

Ye Luo squinted at the fainting macaw on the ground with a rather complicated look, and said; "It has a host. If we kill it, its original owner will come to us for revenge. Being able to afford a mad martial artist-level pet, the original owner's cultivation must be higher, and I don't want to make more enemies unless it is absolutely necessary. ”

Especially a formidable enemy.

She has just come out of the secret realm, and she needs a period of time to recuperate, digest the opportunities and benefits she has obtained from the secret realm, and enhance her strength.

"What are you afraid of, master, you have Si Yutian, me, a little girl, a baby, and three thousand god corpses." A look of madness crossed Little Nerve's face.

Ye Luo just smiled and flicked the eyebrows of the little nerve: "It's better to keep a low profile and make less trouble."

After returning to the eighth peak, Ye Luo began to retreat.

When she was in the secret realm, she was conspired by Nalan Chun, and in order to eliminate Zi Gu, she blew up two layers of soul altars. Later, in the Divine Tomb Cemetery, only the first layer of the soul altar was reshaped. It's time to reshape the second layer of the Soul Altar as well.

Ye Luo asked Xiao Nerve and Xiao Liang to guard the door for himself at the door of the cave mansion, and he cultivated with peace of mind.

She sat down cross-legged, took out five thousand second-grade mad crystals, grabbed two with her left hand, grabbed two with her right hand, and frantically absorbed the madness and soul power in the second-grade mad crystal. The power flowed along the seven muscles and eight veins, converging into the dantian in the abdomen, the sea of qi in the chest, and the ancestral knots in the brain, washing through the 12 veins layer by layer, and she trembled all over her body. The power ran for a small week, and finally converged at the soul sea in the center of the eyebrows, floating above the first layer of the soul altar.

One, two, three.

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred.

One thousand, two thousand, three thousand.

The prototype of the second layer of the soul altar has been cast. It is much stronger than the first cast, and the stored soul power is more refined. There are many benefits to breaking and then standing.

After the prototype, it is time for precise casting.

When Ye Luo absorbed four thousand second-grade mad crystals, he heard a commotion outside, like scolding, and the noise was tight.

Ye Luo couldn't help frowning.

She hated it the most when her cultivation was interrupted when she was at a critical juncture.

If you are in a bad mood, you will not be able to concentrate, and the quality of the soul altar you create will not be good. Therefore, Ye Luo had to stop casting.