There is a raised white jade platform in the middle of the spiritual cave, this white jade platform should be the place where the original owner of the spiritual cave forged feathers and refined the spirit, and at this moment, Tan Zimo was sitting cross-legged on it, his eyes closed, and he couldn't stop sweating!

The contents of the fourth page of the black booklet flashed through his mind again, and the cold sweat on his forehead increased.

He breathed slowly, looked inwardly at the spiritual sea, and the black qi transformed by the dead branches of the snake's head wandered around in his body, but fortunately he was blocked out of the spiritual sea by the little madman......

Tan Zimo was secretly frightened, if he waited for it to enter the spiritual sea, it was estimated that he would be more auspicious and less lucky, and he would have no skills to return to the sky.

Just because the content written on the fourth page of the black booklet is so shocking, Tan Zimo has to be cautious and dare not be sloppy at all.

If it was the eighteen-winged Sky Devouring Madness Dragon's body transformed by 100% of the dragon's breath, Tan Zimo guessed that he should have the confidence to drive this strange black qi out, but at the moment, the two-winged silver dragon transformed by the 1% of the dragon's breath was just waiting to be fed, how long could it last in the face of this menacing black qi?

Tan Zimo has no bottom in his heart.

Slowly opening his eyes, Tan Zimo's eyes had turned a terrifying red, and he insisted on not shouting.

The black qi entering the body is really an inhuman torture, and this moment, especially the moment when the little madman is anxious with it, makes him even more painful.

Stretching out his right hand, spread out, palm facing up, the black flame mark was so eye-catching, the fourth page of the note in Tan Zimo's head was still clear: "There is another way to save your life, cut off your palm!"

"In this way, you can stop the black qi inside for a while, and you can have an extra month of life!"

"As recorded in the book, the previous ten employers all used this method to get a month's remnants, and within this month, they must find ways to invite this plague god out and make a seal sacrifice for the soul transfer and change the master, otherwise it will flow out after devouring the host's spiritual sea, and find the nine clansmen of the same blood in the nine heavens to start, until these wing cultivation bloodlines completely disappear from the world......"

"It's like the most hysterical curse!"

"Creepy!"

"And the so-called sealing sacrifice of soul transfer and change of master is to burn your own soul, ask this snake head and withered branches, and wait for the next unlucky host!"

"The previous ten were all like this, they died miserably, but they also preserved their own wing cultivation bloodline!"

"Of course, evil creatures such as snakeheads and dead branches are also extremely picky eaters, otherwise...... Why can't Guan Hu see the fourth page?" Tan Zimo was extremely puzzled, "Then do I want to write my last words, cut off my hand, and start the sealing sacrifice of transferring souls and changing masters, just like the previous host?"

"I have no descendants, Rao has written his last words, and who can I entrust to consign, especially this pit daddy thing, and after the next host successfully takes over, the imprisoned soul will be burned and detached, and he will die completely, this ...... It's too scary, isn't it?"

"Really, or fake? How is it more like a prank?"

But the content of the fourth page is clearly written so terrifyingly, with an unquenchable fear between the lines, and specially told me not to believe it, otherwise it will ...... There is no place to die!"

"Otherwise, tens of millions of people will be buried together!"

"This bluffs!" Tan Zimo broke out in a cold sweat on his back, and he refused to believe it.

"Perhaps, the host in front should be the same as himself, the front really doesn't believe it, but the back has to mutilate himself and transfer his soul......"

"The ten hosts, knowing that they were going to die violently, and knowing that their souls could not be transcended, all of them spontaneously sacrificed! How terrifying is this snake-headed withered branch that can make them dare not have the slightest suspicion?"

"I can only do it obediently!?"

Tan Zimo couldn't help but take a deep breath.

This thing is very evil!

"Severed palms, last words, soul transfers, sealed sacrifices!?"

"No......" Tan Zimo shook his head, although the pain was so thorough, although he was confused, he wanted to stiffen out a fearless light smile, "No, it's not that far." ”

"Perhaps, I'm different from them, after all, I still have a little madness, how can this evil spirit be easily obtained?"

Xiao Mad and Black Qi are still scorching, the outcome is unpredictable, Tan Zimo's eyes are blood-red, but his face is pale.

It's just that Tan Zimo clearly doesn't understand, this "little madness" is like a newborn baby, looking like a crying waiting to be fed, however, in the face of this unkind black gas, it sucks the "milk" of the aura in one mouth, its eyes are half-open and half-open, so careless, there is still room for maneuver?

"Can you be serious? I don't know if I'm going to be in shape!" Seeing Xiao Mad so casual and lazy, Tan Zimo sighed in his heart.

I only blame myself for not being able to motivate the "little madness", it is still in its infancy, it is insane, it doesn't listen to the call at all, no, it doesn't seem to understand at all!

Can you only blow your beard and stare at your eyes?

With difficulty, he took out the Treasure Spirit Divine Stone from his feather sac, stared at it, and the corners of Tan Zimo's lips trembled: "It's obviously a cheat thing, why do you want me to recruit it, isn't this to lure the wolf into the house, and take the blame on yourself?"

And at this time, the Treasure Spirit Divine Stone spun up from Tan Zimo's hand......

"This ...... What does this mean?" After all, he had been with the Baoling Shenshi for eight years, and Tan Zimo could occasionally understand its so-called "sign language", although the Baoling Shenshi did not have hands.

He speculated again: "You want me to summon the Ancient Crazy List out?!"

"One, two, two nods, that's true!"

Tan Zimo's red eyes still showed an incomprehensible look: "First there is the black fire palm print, then there is the snake's head and the dead branches, and finally the black gas, what is the connection between these three, what does the Treasure Spirit Divine Stone want me to do with the Ancient Crazy List, and what is the connection between this?"

"Hey, the Baoling Divine Stone clearly doesn't seem to understand this "snake branch", is it called out of the ancient crazy list, and everything will be understood?" Tan Zimo was puzzled, "Otherwise, why would the Baoling Divine Stone force me to take down this snake head and dry branch?"

"Otherwise you'll regret ......"

"No, where do I regret it?"

"That's it, you should listen to it!"

The feather sac hidden in Tan Zimo's left ear is also a rare treasure, and it only has two things now, one is the Treasure Spirit Divine Stone, and the second is the Ancient Crazy List.

As if there was exclusivity, I remember that the snake head snake body of the Nine Star Grass Mud Python was also included here last time, but after activating the ancient madness list, I was forced to spit the snake head snake body back into the swamp dead ground.

The shelves of the Ancient Crazy List are very large, and perhaps only the Treasure Spirit Divine Stone is worthy of living in the same room with it......

This made Tan Zimo a little embarrassed, how to say, there are only two things in this baby feather bag, which is really a waste.

But what has been tried and tested again and again is that no matter what you put in later, you will be forced out by the domineering spirit of the ancient crazy list, and in the end, Tan Zimo is also obedient and buys a few cheap feather sacs for backup, just like Wang Yanba's golden feather sac that he picked up in the waste heap before, he is also a treasure now.

Tan Zimo's mind urged, and he whispered to the feather sac in his left ear, and a scroll immediately appeared in his hand.

This scroll is the Ancient Crazy List, and it is true that there is a strong quaint atmosphere, looking at it, Tan Zimo is really a little speechless, because the "domineering spirit" in his imagination is not seen in it at all!

Just when he summoned the Ancient Crazy List, Tan Zimo faintly felt the restlessness of the black qi in his body.

Looking at the Linghai again, this black gas transformed by the withered branches of the snake's head, after feeling the breath of the Ancient Crazy List, suddenly stopped the offensive against the little madness, regrouped, and retreated.

"This ......" Tan Zimo was a little dumbfounded, "This ancient crazy list obviously doesn't have any 'domineering side leakage', how can this riotous black qi die down after sensing it?"

Before Tan Zimo could sort out his thoughts a little more, the black qi retreated again and again, and finally retreated from the black fire palm print of his right hand.

The trace of black qi lingered, and finally re-condensed into a snake-headed dry branch, standing upright in front of the ancient madness.

Stand stubbornly!

It's like a demonstration, and it's like waiting for a trial!

"What's going on?"