Leng Wushuang didn't believe the words of the sacrifice at all, she walked to the side of the sacrifice and punched him directly, and said, "What is there to hide from me! Are you afraid that I won't be able to steal my studies? and create my own one? How old are you? I don't even make drafts if I brag!"

At this time, the tiger-type ore beast suddenly moved, its actions frightened Leng Wushuang all of a sudden, but she saw with her own eyes how the giant sword warrior died, she instinctively took a few steps back, and instinctively made defensive movements with her body.

The tiger-type ore beast, looking at the actions of the human in front of him, actually smiled humanely, which made Leng Wushuang feel a little magical.

The ore beast bowed to the sacrifice, the corners of its mouth moving slightly, as if it was talking to the sacrifice.

I only heard the expression of the sacrifice with a look of surprise, and at the same time, Huang shook his hands and said, "No, how can I be your king?

His words had caught Leng Wushuang's attention, but she knew that unless there was an accident with a general special ore beast, only an ore beast that had reached level 7 would have the ability to speak, and this tiger-type ore beast obviously did not meet this condition.

But why can the sacrificial corpse talk to this ore **? With Leng Wushuang's understanding of the sacrificial corpse, he knows that the sacrificial corpse is not a possessor of life energy. All kinds of questions appeared, and the man in front of him appeared.

She turned to the priest and asked, "How can you understand what it says, what does it say?"

The priest looked at Leng Wushuang suspiciously, and said, "Yes, he's talking to me! Why don't you understand?"

Leng Wushuang shook his head, and the sacrifice was probably because Leng Wushuang was not a creator, so he couldn't understand the language of the ore beast, and he hurriedly explained, "This ore beast said that she is a level 6 ore beast blood spirit tiger, and she hesitated to have offspring, so she was taken advantage of by these three people. The priest directly withheld some words related to him, because he thought that the person mentioned in those words was not himself at all.

Leng Wushuang looked at the sacrificial corpse with a puzzled expression and asked, "Then now that these three people are dead, what should we do with this Blood Spirit Tiger? It is so seriously injured now!"

Leng Wushuang's words, the Blood Spirit Tiger heard very clearly, it looked at the child behind it that was about to hatch and be born with a kind face, its eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and it seemed to be struggling in its heart.

With the sound of "bang~~", the blood spirit tiger fell to the ground again, but this time it didn't seem to be ready to get up, or it couldn't get up anymore, its breathing seemed very calm, so calm that people couldn't feel it. It opened its eyes and looked at the blood essence stone on its body, and the liquid like tears flowed down the corners of its eyes.

This scene directly touched Leng Wushuang's heart, and she said anxiously towards the sacrifice, "Save it!!"

But didn't he want to save it, but he didn't have the ability to do so at all, and now he could only quietly watch the death of this ore beast.

The eyes of the Blood Spirit Tiger suddenly looked at the sacrificial corpse, and the corners of its mouth moved again, and the sacrificial corpse hurriedly greeted it and leaned against it. Leng Wushuang didn't know what it said to the Sacrifice Warrior, but she could tell from the Sacrifice Sacrifice's expression that the Sacrifice seemed to have promised this Blood Spirit Tiger something.

The sacrificial priest looked at Leng Wushuang and said, "Wushuang, come here!"

This was the first time Leng Wushuang had been called like this, but in this case, she didn't feel much about it at all, she walked to the side of the sacrifice, and asked suspiciously, "Is there anything you need my help with?"

The sacrificial priest nodded and said, "This Blood Spirit Tiger, it hopes to be able to merge into your cold sky and become your new power. ”

Leng Wushuang listened to his words, staring at the dying Blood Spirit Tiger lying on the ground in front of him with a look of disbelief, and she asked in disbelief, "You said that this Blood Spirit Tiger hopes to merge with my cold sky?"

"Yes, it wants you to get its power, it wants us to protect its children." ”

Leng Wushuang wondered, "But I'm not a creator, and I don't have an awakening weapon, how can this be fused?"

The priest hurriedly said, "I don't know what to do, it said that you can just put your cold weather on it." ”

Leng Wushuang looked at the Blood Spirit Tiger lying on the ground and was dying, and asked, "Can I really do it?"

The Blood Spirit Tiger's gaze at this time seemed very kind, and it looked at the human being walking towards it. When Leng Wushuang's spear touched the body of the Blood Spirit Tiger in the cold weather, the Blood Spirit Tiger's body turned into a cloud of blood mist like evaporated blood, and this group of learning dances was directly attached to the silver spear.

An unbelievable scene happened, when the spear began to absorb the blood dance, Leng Wushuang's body actually underwent a strange change, and a blood-red prince appeared on her forehead, and at the same time, her eyes turned into blood-red cat's eyes.

This change not only made the sacrifice feel incredible, but also made her feel incredible, because at this time she felt the unparalleled power rolling in her body.

Such a mutation may occur because Leng Wushuang is a magician, and magiccasters are different from other professions, in order to increase their strength to the extreme in battle, they will bind their souls to the weapons they use. Leng Wushuang's two armbands in the battle before were not only her demon-casting ability, but also a device to restrain this power.

Now she is no longer bound by the armband, so this energy is integrated into the cold weather at the same time, but also into her body. This powerful force directly caused Leng Wushuang to fall into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, he seemed both envious and jealous, she had gained the power of other people's mothers, and she herself became a nanny for other people's children. He walked to the side of the blood essence stone with a helpless face, he had never seen the birth process of the ore beast.

He looked at the blood-red stone and said, "Little one, I don't know what kind of shape you will appear in front of me. ”

The priest stretched his waist, he was really tired today, he looked at Leng Wushuang who fell into a coma on the side, he had a different feeling in his heart at this moment, he didn't know if there would be such good luck next time.

At this time, he calmed down and called to the black ring several times, but Xiaolong did not answer him in the slightest, which made him a little inexplicable, it was Xiaolong who saved the mother and son before, but now it is silent. This made the whole person feel helpless.

He didn't dare to put this blood essence stone into the space ring, but it was a place to store dead things, in case something happened, how could he explain it to its dead mother, after all, he had promised to take good care of this little guy.

The sacrificial priest could only put this blood essence stone in front of him, he glanced at Leng Wushuang on the side, and the corners of his mouth smiled unconsciously, then closed his eyes and entered a meditative state.