"Buddha Buddha, bless this... I don't know what his name is, but bless him to be a man again. ”

After finishing his homework, Bai Yan turned around and saw what Luo Yan was studying while sitting on a big rock.

She leaned over curiously, and saw wisps of silvery-white light swimming around the Heavenly Strike Ring, and this image was like a school of fish in the sea.

Soon those rays of light began to pour into the gems of the ring, I don't know if it was an illusion, but with the injection of these rays, Bai Qi only felt that the ring seemed to squirm.

She couldn't help but rub her eyes, and then looked closely, sure enough, except for the gem, the rest of the Heavenly Strike Ring was gently squirming, like a living thing!

After the primordial stone fragment was completely absorbed by the Heavenly Strike Ring, the overall appearance of the ring remained unchanged, except that in the middle of the long sword, there was something that seemed to be like a pattern and some kind of abstract symbol.

"This is a metamorphosis?"

Bai Yan raised his head and looked at Luo Yan.

Luo Yan laughed: "Try it and you'll know." ”

He put the Celestial Strike Ring back on, and when he put it on, he could feel an idea appear in the ring.

Want... More...

Is it thirsting for a shard of primordial stone?

Luo Yan thought it was incredible.

Sure enough, the spirit had its own consciousness, and after absorbing a fragment of the primordial stone, the original spiritual consciousness that was almost wiped out seemed to have recovered a little.

He ignored the idea conveyed by the Heavenly Strike Ring, and the Primal Stone Fragment was not a cabbage on the side of the road, as many as he wanted.

What's more, if there were more primordial stone fragments, he still wanted to use them to transform his own divine treasure.

Unless Shenzang can no longer continue to transform, or has no plans to transform in the short term, he will use the extra primordial stone fragments on the spiritual costume.

After all, primordial stone fragments are very precious and rare resources, and each piece has to be used on the blade.

Wearing the Heavenly Strike Ring, Luo Yan pulled out the 'Dragon Elephant', ran the exercises, and slashed a sword forward.

Han Jian slashed out a vermilion ripple, and the ripples roared away, cutting all the way through the grass, tearing a passage about six hundred meters long in the grass.

Bai Qi blinked: "This is 'a belt of Changhong'?" ”

Luo Yan shook his head: "No, it's just ordinary sword qi." ”

Bai Yan couldn't help but open his mouth: "Then its attack distance is too long, right?" ”

"This should be a new trait after the transformation of the Heavenly Strike Ring."

Luo Yan looked at the ring on his hand: "After the transformation, the power of the increase has not changed, and the attack distance has changed from 1.5 times before to 5 times now." ”

"Greatly increased attack range and range."

Luo Yan sensed it carefully, and then said, "Moreover, there is no obvious change in the Xuan Qi consumed, and there is no increase in the consumption of Xuan Qi due to transformation. ”

"Well, maybe low energy consumption is the real value of this spiritual suit."

Bai Yan also nodded again and again.

Amplifies power and attack range, but does not distinguish between skill and mastery.

Regardless of combat skills or peerless learning, the amount of Xuan Qi consumed is the same.

In this way, Luo Yan can use the 'Heavenly Strike Ring' to assist when using the Peerless Learning, in addition to reducing consumption, he can also reap the effect of surprise soldiers.

Let's take the simplest example.

When the enemy had become accustomed to 'ten steps and one kill', Luo Yan suddenly came to a 'fifty steps and one kill', and his power was increased by three times.

Even if the realm is higher than Luo Yan, I am afraid that I will suffer a big loss.

Looking up at the sky, Luo Yan said, "It's not early, let's go back." ”

"Okay."

The two got into the car and quickly left.

As for the wreckage of the convoy, Luo Yan didn't pay attention to it, just like in nature, after an animal dies, there will be scavengers to clean up the corpse.

It won't be long before there will be nearby survivors to deal with the convoy.

Really.

As the sun was about to set, heads popped up in the grass, and the dirty faces, with their black or red eyes, were all looking at the convoy.

Then the figures emerged from the grass, dressed in tattered clothes, and quickly approached the wreckage of the convoy like vagabonds.

The men then examined the bodies, got in and out of the car, and took as much as they could use them.

They searched and left.

In the evening, another group of wanderers came to the wreckage, and they stripped the corpse of its clothes, and then beat the wreckage of the car, taking some parts down and taking it away.

And so it was for a night.

The next morning, a third group of survivors arrived, but they had been looted twice before, and the convoy had little to scavenge, even the vehicles that did not explode, and the gasoline in the fuel tanks was taken.

There was really no way for these people to collect the corpses and take them away, and in some camps, there were organizations that would buy corpses for certain experiments.

Thus these corpses can also create a certain amount of wealth, albeit not much.

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Fungi City.

This once thriving city has now been reduced to the territory of fungi.

Those mutated fungi, towering as large trees, intricately covered every inch of the land, turning the former city into a forest of fungi.

It is a sea of fungi, boundless, with only the smell of moisture and the constant spread of hyphae.

Due to the humid environment, Magic Fungus City is filled with all kinds of bugs.

These bugs weave through the fungal forest, as if weaving a dense web of life between them.

Millions of species of bugs thrive on the land, building complex nests between the mycelium, forming a vast underground community.

When you peel open a piece of dirt, you'll be surprised to find that each cave is a nest.

Some of the hives resemble tiny tunnels, curved deep into the ground; Others resemble spacious caves, tall enough for a person to pass through upright.

Each hive is inhabited by hundreds or thousands of bugs, which are busy moving around as if maintaining the pulse of the city's life.

This forest, made up of fungi and insects, is home to a variety of strange creatures.

There are insects that form a symbiotic relationship with fungi, butterflies use the spores of the fungus for their own food, and fungi can use the scales on the butterfly's wings to spread the spores.

It's night.

Elsewhere, night is synonymous with darkness.

However, at night in the city of magic mushrooms, those mutated fungi will emit a faint light, making the whole city look not completely dark, but also more mysterious.

In a few moments, the ground of Magic Fungus City will arch and crack, as if there are huge insects wriggling underground.

In this piece of magic realm, there are two figures walking one after another, going deeper.

It was two women.

One was dressed in a red dress, tall, with pale skin, showing a weak and sickly appearance.

The other was dressed in green clothes, petite and slim, like a small jasper.

Such a night, such a place, even a strong man would not dare to do such an activity in the Demon Fungus City.

But these two women seemed to be stepping into the green, and they didn't have the slightest consciousness of walking in the forbidden land.