"What the hell is this made of, so sturdy?"

Ling Hao's mana was condensed in his hand, and the paper couldn't be torn and moved, and he couldn't help but be surprised. You know, even the plane can be carried all the way, this mere piece of paper, he can't tear it off!

It's not worth it to mess up the book just to keep this illustrated picture. Ling Hao thought about it, and finally gave up the idea of keeping the map. He looked at the map carefully, wrote it down in his mind, and placed the book next to the Holy Book of Death.

But, strangely, the Holy Book of Death was still buzzing, and there was no further reaction.

Ling Hao looked at it for a long time, and said speechlessly: "It's really a waste, it's all in front of you, and there is no further action." ”

Now it seems that if he wants to activate the Death Sacred Book, he will have to pull it himself. But this was the Demon Emperor's magic weapon after all, and when there was really no way to do it, Ling Hao was really unwilling to take this risk. If the awakening of this magic weapon requires the sacrifice of human spirits, wouldn't he be the first unlucky one?

"Maybe, you can grab someone and try it?"

Ling Hao thought about it, and became even more entangled. If a person is caught, and the magic weapon confesses to that person, won't he steal chickens and rice?

Thinking like this, Ling Hao's heart moved, and he immediately retreated from the ring space. Glancing at the still lively living room outside, he jumped out of the window and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't long before he returned with two chickens.

When normal people see this scene, they must mistakenly think that Ling Hao took advantage of the vast night to shamelessly go to other people's yards and steal two chickens. But in fact, it was precisely because he was afraid that everyone would have such strange associations that Ling Hao chose to go out of the window without telling everyone.

These two chickens are the unowned chickens, the two pheasants he found from Panlong Mountain.

But chickens are an animal, artificial and wild are difficult to distinguish, once ordinary people see it, they are all attributed to artificial domestication, so it is easy to have some unnecessary misunderstandings. If he could, Ling Hao also wanted to hunt some relatively wild species to prove his innocence, but chickens were recognized as the safest test specimens in the Tianlong Continent, similar to the guinea pigs in the Earth Laboratory.

This is because in the tens of millions of years in the Tianlong Continent, there has never been a chicken essence. Therefore, no matter how you toss, you don't have to worry about the chickens suddenly being smart and anti-customer-oriented.

If you want to ask why, Ling Hao doesn't know. The chicken is really miserable, it is people's meal on the earth, and it is still people's meal on the Tianlong Continent. The status of other species may change, but the status of chickens will never change.

This may be the work of nature.

Ling Hao didn't think much about it, he hastily made up his mind, and went back to the bedroom with the two chickens, and then entered the ring space. When he got to the space, it was safe, he let go of his hand, and the two chickens crowed hysterically one after the other, and the space that had been silent suddenly became lively.

Ling Hao didn't blink his eyelids, and pinched one of them to death first. After all, the experiment must have a control group, one dead and one alive, in order to ensure the diversity of conclusions.

Then, he dripped the blood of the dead chicken on the jade book, and there was no response. Ling Hao experimented with various postures, and after making sure that the two books did not respond to the blood of the dead things, he then bleed the live chickens and dripped them onto the Death Book first.

At first, Ling Hao didn't give up hope, but to his surprise, as soon as the blood dropped, it disappeared as if it was dissolved in water. Then, the Holy Book of Death, which was originally like a dead thing, seemed to have invisibly stretched out a hand, firmly imprisoning the chicken in Ling Hao's hand.

In the blink of an eye, the chicken's body was shriveled and died quickly and painlessly.

This suction power ......

Ling Hao looked at it and gasped.

Nima, fortunately, Lao Tzu was witty and didn't try it with his own blood first. Looking at it this way, I'm afraid that this magic weapon can even be sucked dry by the powerhouses of the God Realm.

Especially, at the moment when this magic weapon drained the chicken blood, Ling Hao felt the emptiness of it like a vast ocean, and he understood at that moment that this thing still needed power, a lot of power, in order to be truly and completely awakened.

"It's that I'm thinking too simple. ”

Ling Hao shook his head a little helplessly, and said secretly, it is indeed the treasure of the Demon Emperor, how can it be tamed so easily.

But at this time, he suddenly thought of the sturdy map just now—this map was really sturdy enough, Ling Hao picked it up again and looked at it, from this, he didn't feel any danger. But...... Since it has something to do with magic weapons, it is obvious that you have to act carefully.

Ling Hao thought about it, went out again, and brought back a chicken.

This time, the chicken was more lively, and he flapped his wings and kicked his legs at Ling Hao, which made him very irritable. Ling Hao entered the space again, slashing its wings with a merciless sword, and then dripping a drop of blood on the tough map.

Unexpectedly, the reaction of this map was even greater than that of the Holy Book of Death.

I saw that the moment the blood dripped on it, in the blink of an eye, the light was great, and the dazzling white light made it difficult for Ling Hao to look directly, occupying the entire space, and it slowly dissipated for a long time. Seeing this scene, Ling Hao secretly said bad in his heart, and when the light dissipated, he looked down and saw that the chicken was stiff and motionless, but there was still a rise and fall in his chest, and he was obviously still alive.

If there's one word that can accurately describe this scene, it's "dumbfounded".

Not only this chicken, but even Ling Hao was stunned, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Giggle......

The chicken giggled and trembled as if it had been wound up.

No way?

No way!

Can I be bumped into?

Ling Hao's heart was overflowing with despair.

He exploded and planted a slave mark on the chicken before it could react. Now he only has Lilith as an innu, and for Ling Hao's current spiritual power, it is very difficult to control another person, but it is still no problem to control an ordinary chicken.

"Giggle...... Karma!"

The chicken began to shake its wings.

Now, it was already Ling Hao's Yin slave, and the spiritual power of the two was blended with each other, and Ling Hao occupied an absolute dominant position over it. Ling Hao released his spiritual power, and he was shocked to feel that the spiritual power of this chicken was also growing and expanding, at an almost geometric speed.

How big is the gap between the spiritual power of animals and people? Ling Hao felt it this time, the spiritual power that was originally only the size of a grain of rice was only the size of a grain of rice, but this time, in the blink of an eye, it reached the size of a palm, and he was embarrassed to stop.

It has skyrocketed by as much as a hundredfold!

A hundredfold, a hundredfold increase in spiritual power!

I'm so envious......

Ling Hao burst into tears, carrying the chicken in his hand, feeling that he had missed 100 million.

At this time, the chicken spoke.

(End of chapter)