"Well, since I've been able to meet you after all these years, this may be an opportunity for my Dark Descendant bloodline. I'm about to dissipate anyway, so I'll give you a hand with this last bit of strength. The phantom said, without waiting for the old man to refute, he quickly pinched a few seals, and then the whole body suddenly became erratic, and then a drop of essence blood full of strange power was condensed at his fingertips, and then quickly flew into Jun Mo's forehead.

This drop of essence blood quickly took root in Jun Mo's body and merged into Jun Mo's body. Although there was no obvious change in strength, Jun Mo felt that the concentration of the Dark Descendant bloodline in his body had increased a lot, and this benefit would gradually be reflected in his future cultivation.

After condensing this drop of essence blood, the phantom's figure was already almost transparent, and he smiled and looked at Jun Modao, who was a little confused: "Little doll, it's up to you in the future." After speaking, the phantom's body flickered, and it turned into nothingness.

The old man who finally met an acquaintance didn't have time to say a few words to the other party, and then he faced parting again, and he couldn't help but have a touch of sadness on his face, but before the sadness on his face was fully unfolded, the vanished phantom suddenly appeared again.

"Haha, look at your face, it's like a dead daddy. As soon as the phantom appeared, he began to laugh at the old man, as if he had just disappeared in order to deliberately make the old man show this kind of face.

"Damn, you've been tricked by you old fox again. The sad look on the old man's face suddenly disappeared, and he cursed.

"Hehe, you can scold, anyway, this time I'm really going to disappear, and you won't have a chance to scold in the future. The phantom smiled and continued, "I almost forgot one thing, that doll over there is your friend, he almost got lost in the void space, but since he is an acquaintance, let him go." ”

After a few mouthfuls of the phantom, it turned into a point of light again and disappeared into the endless nothingness.

The phantom may have really disappeared this time, but it didn't appear for a long time. And this void space also began to collapse rapidly, Jun Mo felt that his eyes were suddenly dark, and then he found that he was still sitting on the fast futon, everything just now seemed to be an illusion, but the obviously thickened dark bloodline in his body told him that everything that happened just now was true.

"What is this?" Jun Mo suddenly realized that there was a heavy thing in his originally empty hand.

This is a miniature temple with a bright silver body, the temple is no more than the size of a palm, but the details on it are very clear, and it is also extremely heavy. A little comparison reveals that this miniature temple seems to be a temple of creation that has shrunk countless times over.

There was a glimmer of brilliance in the shrunken temple of creation, and there seemed to be a curled baby in its center. With each turn of brilliance, the baby's body will tremble slightly, as if it is breathing.

"Haha, I'll just say how could that old fox hang up so easily, it seems that he still has a way back for himself. You try to infuse the fighting energy into this temple of creation. The old man's voice sounded in Jun Mo's ears.

Hearing this, Jun Mo tentatively injected a trace of fighting energy into the Creation Temple, and then the weight of the Creation Temple suddenly increased, and at the same time, a terrifying power was released in it.

Jun Mo was immediately overjoyed, but he didn't expect that this shrunken Creation Temple was actually a spiritual treasure, and its level was also extremely high, and it was actually a primary character.

"Haha, I'm right, this Creation Temple is a spiritual treasure, and that old guy was sealed in it to make a machine spirit, and it will disappear soon due to the exhaustion of energy. Now that he has activated the Creation Temple, he can be regarded as saving a small life. However, due to the huge impact and the fact that it has been going through so long, most of the power of the Creation Temple has been lost, but if he finds the right materials to repair it, he will definitely regain his former power. This old guy has a really good plan, and we want to borrow our hands to help him recover his strength and let him survive in another way. The old man laughed.

At this time, Tiemu on the side opened his eyes. Sweating profusely, he jumped up with joy, and then took out the so-called gold shovel.

At this time, the gold dividing shovel was completely different from before it came in, there were many incomprehensible runes on it, and the aura contained in it was also much richer.

"Haha, I almost got lost in it just now, but my mortal beginner-level gold dividing shovel was promoted to the mortal high-level because of this. In this way, I have taken another step forward in my career in archaeology. As he spoke, Temu clenched his fists excitedly.

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And not long ago, a few more people appeared outside the Creation Temple, one of them was wearing a gray robe, it was the gray-robed cultivator who wanted to snatch the Ironwood Map before.

Looking at the hall in front of him that shimmered with a bright silver luster, a flash of excitement suddenly appeared in the eyes of the gray-robed cultivator, and he muttered to himself, "Could it be that this is the legendary Creation Temple, it seems that this time it is worth the trip." ”

However, just when he was excited, the hall in front of him suddenly lost its light, and it was soon reduced to an ordinary temple without any characteristics.

"What's going on?" the gray-robed cultivator was shocked. "Elder, a hole has been dug there, and it seems that someone went in first. Behind him, a member of the Rock Alliance whispered in his ear.

The gray-robed cultivator's gaze had been focused on the Creation Divine Temple before, and after being reminded that he had discovered the small hole. A chill suddenly appeared on his face, "It looks like that person must still be inside, no matter who it is, I will ask him to hand over what he got inside." ”

However, before his words fell, Jun Mo and the others just came out of that hole.

"It's you again, and it's really hard to get through the iron shoes and nowhere to find them. A smile suddenly appeared on the gray-robed cultivator's face, and this time it could be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.

Seeing a few people opposite, Jun Mo also frowned, the so-called narrow road of the enemy is probably to describe them at this time.

"What do you want?" Jun Mo said lightly, at this time, he had the Creation God Temple in his hand, and he was already not afraid of this gray-robed cultivator at all.

"Knowingly, give me what you got in it and the map, and then kneel down and cut yourself, so that you don't have to suffer some flesh and skin. The gray-robed cultivator said.

Hearing this, the corners of Jun Mo's mouth slightly raised a mocking arc, and then he took out the Creation Divine Temple and said, "Do you mean this thing, but if you have the ability, just go ahead." ”

After speaking, Jun Mo suddenly poured his fighting qi into the Creation Temple, and then the Creation God Temple flew up, and at the same time, the volume quickly increased, and he suppressed the gray robe cultivators and his group.

By the time the Creation Divine Temple flew above the heads of the gray-robed cultivators and his group, it had already turned into a few zhang in size, enveloping them like a small mountain.

"Character Spirit Treasure!" The gray-robed cultivator was suddenly shocked, the pressure from the top of his head made him feel palpitations, not to mention the other cultivators under the Qi Control Realm, although the Creation Divine Temple had not yet been completely suppressed, but these people were already crushed to the point that their mouths and noses were bleeding, and the blood was about to fall to their knees.

"Help me!" the gray-robed cultivator shouted, the fighting energy in his whole body running wildly, and then his palms suddenly rose upward. At the same time, several other cultivators were also working hard and put their hands on the Creation Divine Temple. Suddenly, there was a tooth-aching sound of bones rubbing in the air.

Under the joint efforts of the gray-robed cultivators, the downward trend of the Creation Temple's suppression suddenly slowed down. However, under this huge pressure, several of them were also not happy, their faces were flushed, their whole bodies were trembling violently, and even the hard rocky ground under their feet was slightly cracked.

"Hmph!" Seeing that the Creation God Temple was being dragged down, Jun Mo snorted coldly, and then his palms suddenly pressed down, and then the pressure on the Creation God Temple increased a few points. The gray-robed cultivator's knees were visibly bent, while the rest of the people could no longer bear the spurting blood.

After the others fell, the gray-robed cultivator who was originally under the greatest pressure could no longer support it, and the light of the fighting spirit in his whole body suddenly dimmed, and after two crisp "crackles", his arm was actually crushed alive and hung down weakly.

The unhindered Creation Temple was suppressed in an instant, and after a loud bang, the ground was sunken a few points, and the few figures below it obviously couldn't survive.

"Hu ......" After taking a slight breath, Jun Mo's hand made a move to create the temple and quickly shrink, and then flew back into his hand.

The gray-robed cultivator and his group were almost crushed into meat cakes, lying quietly in the small pit pressed out by the Temple of Creation. This master in the middle stage of the Qi Control Realm, I am afraid that he never thought that he would be killed by Jun Mo, who only had the ability to escape before.

Under Tie Mu's surprised gaze, Jun Mo Shi unleashed his skull-loving to refine the flesh of several gray-robed cultivators. Due to the fact that there was a cultivator in the middle stage of the Qi Control Realm, his strength suddenly became another one.

Seeing that Jun Mo had done all this, Tie Mu said with some embarrassment: "Tsk, you really have a lot of means. The hall-shaped spiritual treasure that you just sacrificed was what you got in the Temple of Creation? ”

"That's right!" Jun Mo nodded slightly, and then raised the Creation Temple in his hand.

"It's good and powerful, but I still don't think it's as good as my gold shovel. Tiemu said and touched the gold shovel in his hand lovingly, it seemed that this was the most precious treasure in the world, and other treasures were not worth mentioning compared to it.

"Hehe......" Jun Mo smiled noncommittally and said, "When you were digging a hole before, did you ever see a scavenger?" Although the harvest this time is not small, he has not forgotten the main purpose of this trip.

"Scavenger...... It's the kind of place that scavengers like, but I haven't seen it yet. Teki frowned, then spread out the map and looked at it carefully.

Soon after, Temu pointed out several locations on the map and said, "My archaeological expertise tells me that if there are scavengers here, you must not be able to leave these places. ”

Jun Mo glanced at the places pointed out by Tiemu, and found that those places had been marked as dangerous by the latter in advance, and it seemed that the latter had indeed done a detailed study of these places before coming in.

"Are these places dangerous?" asked Jun Mo.

"Possibly, but if you want to go, I can show you the way. Temu replied.

"Thank you very much. Jun Mo said gratefully, it might be a little difficult for him to go alone, but with Tiemu, an expert, leading the way, it might be much easier.

"You don't have to thank me, as an archaeologist, I really want to go to those places, but I don't have the strength to do it. Now that you're here, the danger is much lower. Therefore, the two of us have our own needs, and we can't talk about who helps whom. ”