Ling Luo was really taken aback, the difficulty of transforming his memories was indeed much more than he expected.

"If you don't have the power to suppress it, will the Divine Spirit Treasure be consumed like this? Yes, there is too much memory information on Styx's body. ”

Ling Luo didn't panic, and only after his spirit was patrolling back and forth in his body did he open his eyes and muttered.

Although the magic power of the sparkle is not outstanding, it will not be so stretched, and the countless treasures of the treasure house are blessed, and the magic power is basically equivalent to not being exhausted, that is, the cosmic Rubik's Cube means infinite energy, not to mention other treasures, all because of the limited instantaneous output power.

This limit is the EX-level magic power, that is, his own magic attribute.

However, the consumption of transforming the memory of the gods seems to belong to a very special category, and even EX-level magic power cannot support it.

Ling Luo pondered for a long time, staring at the incarnation of the king's staff, as if every time he injected more magic power, the memory transformation efficiency was stronger.

Case...

Ling Luo had a strange face, took out his evil mobile phone, and after a while, clear red lines suddenly appeared on the back of his hand, neatly beautiful and full of dreams.

Spell, the ultimate magic crystal.

It is more than a dimension more than magic, and can even be compared to a physical magic circuit, containing magic that ordinary magicians simply can't match.

The complete release can even make the Heroic Spirit Space move, and even teleport half a planet, which shows the power of power.

Ling Luo touched his chin, the spell was equivalent to a consumable, with only a five-second cooldown, which could completely replace him to supply mana, and the consumption of the treasure was only so, and the strength was several times that of himself.

Ling Luo didn't hesitate, his mind moved, there were three spells invited at a time, and he didn't feel distressed, and directly shattered the three spells at the same time.

Huge fluctuations in mana, and even ripples visible to the naked eye, merged into the Golden Scepter.

The incarnation of the concept of black shadow suddenly rose, and it was transformed into a normal human height, no longer the appearance of a twenty-centimeter villain.

The black shadow stepped forward, two astonishing eyes, the divine light was dazzling, and the black wings were fierce.

The memory of the streamer-like aura suddenly spread all over the black shadow's body along its wings.

The concept incarnation has no mind, and no amount of information can affect it, and the palm of the hand slaps in the book of concepts.

Buzz.

The aura of memory bubbles constantly bulging, showing a state of sunshine bubbles, which is visibly dissipated by the naked eye.

In just ten minutes, the aura disappeared, and hundreds of millions of years of memories returned to the concept book.

The black fog gradually filled, and the silence slowly fell.

The Book of Concepts is nothing out of the ordinary, it doesn't seem to be sublimated in essence except for being gorgeous.

However, under Ling Luo's perception, the Book of Concepts showed an unsustainable sense of bulge, as if it could not withstand the huge memory, and the terrifying magic power was all over it, and it was already a god-level treasure.

With the record of memory alone, you can reach the level of a treasure, and Styx is worthy of being the ancient Shura Demon Ancestor.

At this time, the black shadow finally entered the finishing stage, the divine light of the book in both hands flashed, and the wings continued to slap on the book, and a dark air flow merged into it.

Layers of seals are blessed.

In the memory of the Hero King, there were countless cases of such Demon Dao Books backlashing, and Ling Luo naturally would not be sloppy.

"Haha, it's really gone, I'm finally liberated, damn old man, I've been crushed under my body for so many years, it's not that you died first, hum, this is retribution, my little light is favored by God. ”

Xiao Guang'er felt the memory, unconcealed the ecstasy on her face, and fell into an indescribable excitement.

has been locked up in the small black house for hundreds of millions of years, fortunately, she is a Yaochi elf, and if she is a mortal, let alone hundreds of millions of years, she can't stand it for half a year.

Dancing with hands, can't help yourself.

"Quack, clang. ”

The chaos of ancient language, Xiao Guang'er has lost his will.

Ling Luo rolled his eyes, regardless of Xiao Guang'er's cuteness, the golden vortex in his hand flashed, and another book appeared.

The power of the concept incarnation, he could see it, and it was obvious that he couldn't completely ban the memory, so he naturally wanted to think of a better solution.

The book in his hand is the original text of a treasure.

The book is not much material, but the whole is old and gloomy, and the cover is unusually cruel.

Swallowing monsters alive, skinning people alive, eating children raw, etc., sometimes changing and sometimes not moving, an extremely weird magic book.

The original text of the Luocheng Textbook began in the Xia Dynasty, and further back, it is a magic book that does not belong to human written records.

Real name, Ancient Evil.

Unlike the Oblivion City Sect, the Ancient Evil does not possess the ability to be the heart of a magical hearth.

Being able to ignore the sorcerer itself and unleash a Grand Magic/Ceremonial Spell-level magic on his own is the ability of the Oblivion City Sect itself, not the ability of its contents.

As the original text, the ancient evil focuses on its content.

It is the carrier of the forbidden power of the primeval evil god imprinted in the human world, that is, a treasure that can ignore the law of the great source of magic and seal the power of the evil god in the other world.

Ling Luo looked through it a few times, and found that it was not much different from the Luoyan City Textbook, the content was all spells of some ancient monsters, and they were extremely cruel, most of them had to be sacrificed by living people to cast them.

However, it is wonderful to calculate, if you hold the ancient evil to cast a spell, then you must sacrifice your life, and the ability of the Luo Annihilation City Sect to launch magic on its own is a lot less innocent killing, it is really a very wonderful treasure, and the marshal is really a very wonderful heroic spirit.

Ling Luo shook his head and closed the book, if he wanted to play summoning, he had countless methods, and he was really not interested in killing and sacrificing.

Thinking of this, Ling Luo threw away the ancient evil original canon with one hand.

Impartially, it is falling on the Book of Concepts in the hands of the Black Shadow.

Everything in the black shadow is under Ling Luo's control, naturally there is no doubt, a demon light blooms, and the two books slowly overlap.

This gray demon light is the power of the ancient evil.

Baptized by the power of change, it erodes the ontology of the Book of Concepts in an almost tyrannical manner.

It's not so much a fusion as a devouring.

Ling Luo was not surprised by this, and he had already seen the intensity of the Baptism Transformation of the Changing Force several times.

Just as a fish has changes in water, the baptism and transformation of the power of change is that the sky is high and the birds can fly, and the sea is wide and the fish jumps, breaking through the limits of countless dimensions.

In just a few breaths, the Book of Concepts vanished, and the King's Staff fell, and the King's treasure was recovered.

At this time, the cover of the ancient evil original canon no longer has a cruel picture, but has turned into an endless sea of blood, the six realms of the netherworld, the empty reincarnation, and the profound demonic intent soaring into the sky.

Ling Luo waved his hand, holding the ancient evil and silent.

"Hmm, it's in a state of fusion. Ling Luo frowned, and then stretched: "I can't see too many memories for the time being? ”

Xiao Guang'er came over curiously, she had already vented.

"Hey, is this what seals memories, it's amazing. ”

After all, the birth of the ancient Yaochi, some of Xiao Guang'er's instinctive inductions are far beyond ordinary people.

Ling Luo glanced at her, this little guy is by no means as harmless as it seems, maybe she doesn't know it herself, but it is definitely special in itself, otherwise the River Styx is dead, and she can still live well?

"Now that you're free, do you have any plans......? My name is Ling Luo. ”

Ling Luo was not in a hurry to study his memory, and turned his hand to take back the ancient evil back to the king's treasure, but said seriously to Xiao Guang'er.

And what can generally make him report his home is also a harbinger of his approval.

"What's the plan, what's the plan?" Xiao Guang'er looked puzzled.

"Of course what do you want to do, or where do you want to go, or what do you want?" Ling Luo rolled his eyebrows and said helplessly.

The little guy's ability to react is really up for debate.

"What do you want to do, where do you want to go?" Xiao Guang'er stayed for a second, and then said naturally: "Of course I followed you." ”

"Sure enough, after all, I saved you. Ling Luo smiled indifferently: "That's fine, an ancient spirit like you, maybe there will be some danger, just like what happened to the River Styx, and while I protect you, I will also have a follow-up cultivation mission." ”

Ling Luo was full of fantasies about flowing with him, even if the situation at this time was not as good as Xiao An'an's one and two souls, but it was also a classic bridge of the spirit in the sword, he could also pretend to be a b.

"Hehe, no, I'm because I'm restrained by Yuan Tu's nose, and I need time to get out, of course I can only follow you. ”

Xiao Guang'er was inexplicable, she didn't understand what Ling Luo said at all, but she still said with a smile.

Ling Luo's smile froze instantly.

twitched the corners of his mouth, but had to turn his head slightly.

He Lingluo is a big official, will he also have this day?

Self, work, many, affection,

Will these four big words be posted on the door of his head?

Turning his head, Xiao Guang'er's innocence made him extremely 'sad'!

Life is full of tears...