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Whether it's star power or ability, it's honestly in a static state.

There are too many, too many, whether it's pure power-type star power or unique abilities!

Among them, there are even a lot of divine soldiers!

An absolute treasure trove of resources!

Spicy eyes!

You don't have to think about it, you know where so many things come from. The desolation is entrusted by the handsome father, and it is said that it was passed down from the ancestors, so the dazzling array in front of you is at least from the ancestors, and it has been accumulated to this day.

The reason why it is at least because Handsome doesn't know if the desolation was created by the ancestors, if not, the holders of the desolation before the ancestors may also contribute to this place.

"Wouldn't it be ...... if you let all these things out and use them against the enemy?"

"Hehe, good idea......"

Youngjun was thinking about it when an old voice interrupted his thoughts.

Handsome was taken aback: "Who!"

"I'm a machine spirit, you come here, we should have a lot of common language. The voice came again, and the old man was full of vicissitudes.

"Okay!" Handsome didn't hesitate at all, after all, it was just a wisp of mind, formless and colorless, this inexplicable machine spirit, even if it was a ghost, it was impossible to cause harm to himself.

Following the sound, Yingjun controlled his mind closer, the speed was very slow, there were too many star power abilities in this space, and if he bumped into it, he might have some kind of basket.

The mind passed through many obstacles, and in a few moments, he saw the source of the sound.

Handsome was startled, and almost quit the space unsteadily.

This is a pale blue spirit old man, bound by pitch-black chains, and his appearance is miserable, like a death row prisoner rushing to the execution ground.

The old man's expression was painful, and the black stone pillar behind him was pulling away from his spiritual energy. Obviously, this kind of detachment has caused a lot of spiritual trauma to him.

As if sensing Handsome's arrival, he opened his eyes, and although it was impossible to see anything, he was so excited that he burst into tears.

"Don't cry yet, you ...... What's the situation?" said Handsome in his heart, this is a kind of mental communication, after all, it is only a wisp of mind that comes in.

"It's been 300 years! The old man has finally waited for today! Someone can finally save me!"

Handsome: "...... What's your name? What a barren machine spirit?"

"It's true, I have no name or surname, you can just call me a machine spirit, young man, I have been trapped by this damn spirit lock pillar for three hundred years!

Handsome: "Tell me about it. ”

"Three hundred years ago, the third generation of the holder I followed fought with people, fell into the enemy's tricks, and swallowed this lock spirit pillar by mistake, the biggest feature of this lock spirit pillar is to deal with the machine spirit, I was bound by this damn thing, and my strength was limited, so the power of the desolation was greatly reduced, and the third generation at that time was defeated by the opponent. ”

"Until one day, the fourth generation appeared, and he promised to rescue me, but unfortunately he also had braids shortly after. The fifth, sixth, seventh, and even eighth generations of the followers have never discovered that the desolation is actually a space divine weapon. ”

"Haha, I'm more careful!" handsome and proud.

"Yes, yes, compared to the previous four fools, little brother, you are very smart!"

Handsome with a dark face: "The four fools you are talking about are my father, my grandfather, my grandfather, my grandfather, and my grandfather!"

"Ah, the four of them are still quite hard, if it weren't for them, I'm afraid I would have been sucked dry by the lock spirit pillar, and the little brother has time to say hello to them on my behalf." "The spirit of the machine sees the wind and makes the rudder.

"Say, how to save you. "Handsome goes straight to the point.

"You just need to desperately devour all kinds of energy attacks, every time you devour an energy comes in, other energies in this space will approach me, and I, I count on absorbing these survivals, and when I regain my strength, the energy that I devour will be used to break this lock spirit pillar. "Instrument Spirit Dao.

"How much energy do you need?" asked Young-hand.

"There's enough energy here for me to get out, and now it's up to you to devour it again and squeeze the rest of the energy over. Ji Ling said: "I have lost control of this space, otherwise it would not have dragged on until now, you just need to remember that no matter how strong or weak the energy is, the larger the volume, the better." ”

"Understood. Young-handsome nodded.

"One more thing. The machine spirit said again.

Yingjun: "You say." ”

"Desolation is not just a pair of gloves, it's also a fist. "Instrument Spirit Dao.

"How to say. ”

"If you put two gloves on one hand, the desolation will automatically transform into a fist glove, which doubles its power when used. At the same time, half of my body, me in the other glove, will come back and merge with me. "Instrument Spirit Dao.

"Okay, then I'll go, take care. "Handsome farewell.

"Take care, too! Don't die easily. "Instrument Spirit Dao.

"That's nature. Young-handsome smiled and withdrew from his mind.

"This is my ...... The last hope. The machine spirit sighed, slowly closing its eyes, and endured the pain of being pulled away from the spirit.

When he opened his eyes, the star power of the Yellow Sand Palm had been absorbed by Yingjun, and his body shook, shaking down the Yellow Sand Palm that trapped him and only his form.

In his eyes, he saw Cheng Luoxue, while dealing with the members of the Sandstorm Mercenary Group, he was desperately attacking the person who used the yellow sand palm.

Cheng Luoxue knew that Yingjun had the ability to devour, and she was buying time for Yingjun.

This kind of struggle beyond her strength is full of scars.

"Luoxue, leave it to me!" Handsome's eyes were cold, no matter what the reason, Cheng Luoxue had already paid a lot for him, and this kind of effort was a debt to Yingjun.

He took off one of his gloves and put them on his other hand.

"Be careful, don't get slapped in the cracks of the wall again. Cheng Luoxue breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him come out and reminded.

"Crazy woman, I'll clean you up later!" Sha Hongtie's face was blue, his face was not angry, but frozen.

"Boy, your life is so hard!" Sha Hong turned to look at Handsome.

"Heh, that's nature, your life, but it's over here!" handsome sneered, and the star power surged, pouring into the barrenness of the fist form. Punch it.

"Die! Devour the power of desolation!"

"Tu Dun! Yellow Sand Palm!" Sha Hong drank violently, although he had a sense of foreboding, but he shouldn't be afraid of this distance.

In an instant, five punches were swung.

The five times of the Star Palace Swallow, the star power released is still those, but with the blessing of the barrenness of the fist glove form, the power is far better than before.

"How is that possible!" Sha Hong was shocked.

In just a moment, the attacks of the two sides collided, the yellow sand filled the sky, and the yellow sand palm burst.

Handsome was slightly stunned, and then smiled and punched again!

From the desolation of wearing the fist form, he realized that the so-called doubling was by no means more than doubled, but he never expected that it would be as much as twenty times, and one punch was equivalent to the previous twenty punches!