Inside the Purple Yao Camp. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Rowan said the words "we have won", everyone cheered, and the whole camp was boiling, and their faces were filled with excitement and the joy of the aftermath of the catastrophe, and many people hugged each other, relatives and strangers, no flowers and spirits, and they celebrated the new life in this humble way.

This is a group of people at the very bottom, like ants under the tree, even a small rain can destroy them, how fortunate they can be protected by Ziyao, although humble, but at least, stronger than those helpless lonely ghosts.

Seeing the cheers below, the corners of Luo Fan's mouth also grinned with a relieved smile, but his back was completely wet with sweat.

Except for the people who fought against the blood leech just now, Luo Fan, who has the talent of farsightedness, witnessed the whole process.

Ignorance may be a blessing.

He had never seen such a terrifying existence, Jasmine's sword intent, the violence of the blood leech, the splendor of the combined ice and fire, and the final divine phantom, this kind of image washed over Luo Fan's inner world like a flood, his breathing was a little stagnant, and there was rarely a wisp of red silk in his eyes.

He thought that the camp could not be defended, the monster was too terrifying, especially the scene of devouring the frost frog, which made him even more heartbroken, but who would have thought that the blood leech would be defeated in the end.

It was the lone wanderer who saved everyone, he didn't look very old, but there was such a terrifying giant figure behind him, was that his awakened talent? That's amazing!

It would be better if he could stay here, and with him in shelter, maybe it would be safer.

Only, will he stay?

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The phantom behind Yang Shuo slowly dissipated, summoning the Heroic Spirit, which also caused a lot of damage to him, and for a period of time, his spiritual power would even weaken by one or two percent, but this was not permanent, three days, four days, or a week, it would take some time to return to his full state.

Summoning Heroic Spirits is random, and even the most elite summoners can't assign summons.

It was a creature wandering through space, their lives gone, but a strong will wandering everywhere.

This is not a conventional summoning, but to use nuclear crystals to condense the other party's form, Yang Shuo spent nearly fifty nuclear crystals to condense such a phantom, war sword, annihilation slash, that terrifying momentum is still vivid, this can't help but make Yang Shuo reverie, when that ancient existence in its heyday slashed such a blow, how magnificent or iron horse Jingo will be?

The loss is worth it.

The little empress was transformed, the power on the blood leech was too strong, she needed to recuperate for a while before she could completely refine it, she fell asleep, like a sleeping beauty, comfortable and quiet.

The color of her wings has changed qualitatively, each side has split a fork to become four wings, and she still has a demonic temperament on her face, but her body exudes a light and divine aura, which is a kind of existence that is good at hiding herself.

When she is fully promoted to legendary, she will even completely dissipate the violence and demon, leaving behind the aura of light, she is cunning, cunning, and a combination of cruelty and ruthlessness.

While people often marvel at her beauty, she may have already devoured most of the other person's plasma.

Zerg Empress, Bloody Flower.

He is a mixture of angels and demons, holy yet depraved.

Cerberus trembled, unlike ordinary demon spirit promotions, they relied on death and killing to grow, starting from the reserve camp, along the way, it did not know how many creatures it had killed, and before the decisive battle, its strength had been condensed to a kind of peak.

Now, it's breaking through that bottleneck.

Intermediate nuclear transformation.

As the Cerberus trembled, its body gradually underwent some changes, and thick hairs grew all over its body, covering its previous festering body, and a pair of terrifying fangs grew on one end, while the head transformed by the parasite was covered with a layer of brown scales, and its eyes changed from scarlet to dazzling silver.

One is violent, the other is cold.

One body, but it seems to have two wills.

Could it be that the parasite is not dead? It's just that the power is exhausted and it falls into hibernation, and as the Cerberus power gathers, it slowly wakes up and becomes an independent mind?

This is not because Yang Shuo is worried.

It is that the parasite is originally a race with extremely strong life, and if it evolves again, after becoming a bone eater, as long as it retains a wisp of genes or blood, it is possible to rely on the parasite to reshape its body.

For other summoners, this may be a drawback.

But for Yang Shuo, this was obviously not taken to heart by him.

With the little empress in charge, any bug will be suppressed by her, as long as the little empress fuses the power of the leech, then the threat from the parasite no longer exists.

Yang Shuo clenched his fists.

Even though he was weak, he could still feel a glimmer of strength that he had not felt for a long time.

Relying on the nuclear energy fed back by the little empress, he was also promoted to the middle level of nuclear transformation.

A warm energy swam in his body, not only his mental power, but also his strength and speed increased, although this kind of enhancement was even a little negligible compared to those dragon blood warriors or shadow people, but for Yang Shuo, this was also a rare surprise.

Of course, Yang Shuo's biggest reliance is summoning.

After being promoted to the middle level, not only the quantity, but also the quality of the demon spirits will also increase, and the control of power will also be more proficient, and the disadvantages of summoning half-star demon spirits will also be greatly reduced.

This indicates that in the future battles, Yang Shuo will even be able to summon some mid-level or even high-level demon spirits.

Slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, the corners of Yang Shuo's mouth grinned, it was worth the trip, although the process was a little difficult, but the harvest was strong beyond his expectations.

There was a noise not far away.

Immediately, Zi Yao, who had black hair, walked in front of Yang Shuo, and the other party's face was a little surprised and palpitated, and he said softly, "Thank you." ”

Although it is only two words, it carries a lot of weight.

It was not the perfunctory saving of Jasmine and others before, but now these two words contain a heavy meaning.

You know,

This is not only a kind of gratitude, but also a kindness from Ziyao.