Species: Soul Crow

Rank: Third grade primary

Category: Spirit bones

Completeness: Excellent

Pollution: Poor

Price: 11000

Introduction: The Soul Crow is a special monster, the stain is unknown, and the degree of pollution of this monster is not light before its death, although it has been treated by a lot of means, there is still a lot of pollution residue, please be cautious.

In the container, in addition to the spirit bones, there is also a blood vial on the ground in front of the bird's head.

Species: Soul Crow

Rank: Third grade primary

Category: Bloodline

Completeness: Poor

Pollution: Poor

Price: 7000

Introduction: It is an extremely precious special type of bloodline, but because of serious pollution, it has lost the possibility of internal consumption such as cultivating the path of change. But after fine processing, talisman making and refining tools are still barely possible.

"This set of pollution is close to what you call one hundred and four, can it be discounted?" Wang Zijia got straight to the point.

The shopkeeper said with a smile on his face: "But this spiritual material is a rare spiritual material of the Fortune Dao, and it is very cherished." Even if you can't make alchemy or bloodline, you can still refine spirit weapons and spirit runes! ”

"Refining spiritual weapons? With this level of pollution, even if you call a fourth-grade refiner, you will have a headache. At most, you can only refine magic weapons or ideas to make dark weapons! Wang Zijia revealed the bottom very bluntly.

"Even if it's a magic weapon, it's a Dao artifact."

"Can you still wear the magic weapon's Dao Movement Artifact? Don't think you're deep enough? ”

"You don't have to refine magic weapons, you can also use talismans!"

"Then you still want to sell it as a spiritual artifact-level material, and spiritual ink is another price."

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The two talked back and forth a few words, and the shopkeeper was also aware of the drawbacks of this material, and in the end he reluctantly lost a few thousand magic money, and the two combined sold for 15,000 magic money.

Wang Zijia paid for this spiritual material painfully, and then spent nearly 10,000 magic money in his store, buying a lot of various low-grade materials.

went to the stall again, made up a lot of leftovers, and spent more than 30,000 magic money, which made Wang Zijia's flesh ache for a while.

After purchasing all the things needed, Wang Zijia took the blood demon jade shuttle, flew for more than an hour, and returned to the White Peach Courtyard.

After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth, and the essence and blood of his whole body began to gather in the palm of his hand.

"Value -100,000!"

For the first time, Wang Zijia extracted all of his essence blood and condensed a complete sacrificial wine realm blood drop.

That's a full consumption of 100,000 degrees of value!

Looking at the droplet-shaped, semi-solid colloidal blood droplets like blood jade in front of him, Wang Zijia's eyes flashed with cold light.

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The periphery of Wanyu Sect, the surrounding family area, near the north of the Demon Gate.

Even though there are still many dynasties and wildernesses in the middle of the Bone Soul Temple, in recent times, various disasters have begun to occur frequently, and the law enforcement team has no choice but to double the strength to rectify it, which is not much better.

It was night, in a small town that had just been wiped out, Jiang Mingda was busy with a team of disciples.

After receiving the news in the afternoon, he quickly chose this town, and at this moment, after his corpse and the assistance of his disciples, the newly abandoned town has been decorated by them with a lot of white bones.

The whole town is full of white bones, like building-like bone pillars.

In addition to the white bones, there are also all kinds of filthy things that were sent by the fairy children through the altar for a short time, ranging from the blood of demon animals to the corrosive liquids in the erosive swamps everywhere.

All of them were dumped and piled up at the base of these bone pillars, and there were ditch-like formations on the ground, covering the entire area of the small town.

Piles of white bones were piled up, and all kinds of filthy liquids flowed at the bottom of them, forming a treacherous altar array.

This is the result of Jiang Mingda leading two teams of people and spending most of the day.

Even if there was a formation that enveloped the entire town, the evil aura was overflowing.

Everyone continued to follow the plan, dumping all kinds of white bones and filth things, Ruiwen and Jiang Zhengye, who had followed Jiang Mingda for the longest time, looked at the filthy altar that gradually took shape and shrouded the entire extermination town, and their hearts were a little hairy.

This place has just been exterminated, and it is the time when the resentment is soaring, and at this moment, such an altar is not only evil, but also faintly mutating.

Looking at such a scene that is more demonic than the Demon Cultivator, Rui Wen couldn't help but ask again: "Uncle Shi, is this really what the above ordered!" ”

", isn't it the orders of the gods and monarchs above, you can command the five fairy children and personally send so many things?" Jiang Mingda didn't know the bottom in his heart, pointed to a pillar of white bones, and reprimanded him with an unstable mood.

With a strong voice, he concealed his panic and a little hairy heart.

"But... But..." Jiang Zhengye didn't dare to say what he thought in his heart for a long time.

After all, he was a former spy with a bone and soul view, and he felt unreliable and evil, who did he talk to!

"Don't do it, it's almost time, hurry up and get that guy up, don't delay the hour!" Jiang Mingda directly interrupted the other party's words and spoke.

Hearing this, Ruiwen had a few ups and downs, left the town full of bones, and came to the edge of the town.

From the hands of a disciple, he took over a demon.

"Roar!"

The demon in the childhood stage, at this moment, the limbs have been completely amputated, leaving only the torso and head, and the flesh of its wounds is wriggling, and at the same time, it keeps roaring and roaring at Ruiwen, trying to bite him.

Apparently a demon who has been completely demonized!

He carried the demon and came to the center of the town.

At the core of the gathering of countless filthy liquids here, there is a bone altar pedestal of about twenty square meters, and the pedestal is surrounded by various filthy liquids, which is rich and ominous, and a faint smell of pollution wafts.

Ruiwen clearly felt that his spiritual sense was alert, and his whole body was a little fried.

Still stubborn, jumped onto the bone altar, and threw the demon on the pedestal of the bone altar.

After doing this, he came to the other corner of the bone altar pedestal and stood still behind Jiang Mingda.

Everyone looked at the time, looked up at the faint moonlight in the sky, and after almost that, they all began to burn incense.

"The aroma is heavy, and the blood rune and white bones cast the spirit array; Thousands of miles to invite the gods, please the benefactors of this altar! ”

"The disciple is dedicated to praying and praying, and the five ghosts and gods are coming. The divine soldier is as urgent as the law. ”

As a few people started playing, the aura of the small altar in front of them flickered slightly for a moment, and then several people felt that a familiar sense of wrapping came to them.

Their bodies quickly became smaller, and in a moment they turned into five cute fairy children who were more than a meter tall and looked no more than seven or eight years old.

After the five fairy children descended, the five people could still feel everything that the fairy children felt, but they couldn't control their bodies, as if they were trapped in their own skins.

Although there is still something wrong in their hearts, they have experienced the fairy child many times, and they are used to it.

The five fairies ignored the feelings of the five people on the upper body, and quickly checked the town for a while, and after making sure that it was correct, they jumped onto the white bone pedestal in the center.

The five of them looked serious, and the boss opened his mouth and spit out a piece of paper.

After the paper figure floated out of the other party's mouth, it seemed to come to life, looked left and right, and then expanded rapidly, and instantly became an old man.

The old man was relatively young, in his fifties, wearing the standard green shirt and white cloud robe of the outer disciples, and his appearance was ordinary, just like an old Taoist who could be seen everywhere in Wanyu Sect.

After Lao Dao appeared, he checked the surroundings again, and after making sure that it was correct, he came to the demon who had his hands and feet cut off on the pedestal of the bone altar.

Turning his hand and stuffing a demon-seeding elixir into his mouth, even if the other party has completely fallen into the demon, it will not affect the erosion of the demon-seeding at all.

In other words, pollution doesn't care about the invasion of the power of the demon, just like the same kind, and it will become a mess with it in a moment.

After completing the demon planting, Wang Zijia stopped what he was doing.

Giving the Five Fairy Boy a look, the Five Fairy Tong immediately sat down around the base of the bone altar and surrounded the demon in the middle in five directions.

Wang Zijia was moved, and the books in his body took him directly and escaped into the sea of blood and ghosts in front of him.

In the small space, in the blood-red mist, Wang Zijia looked around, and then started to move.

When the book was opened, a page fell apart, and the illusion spread, which was exactly the same scene as the Bone Altar Town in the outside world.

Wang Zijia came to the center of the scene in the form of a paper figure, turned his hand and poured out the various materials prepared from the book, and began to build the core altar of the entity on the illusory central pedestal, according to the curse.

With more than a year of experience in curses, he is already familiar with the basic skills of the spell: altar making.

Even if it is the spiritual material of the three grades, there is not much difference.

As the spirit bones were carved with blood-red runes and glued together by mana, a small pentagonal white bone altar was made by Wang Zijia.

Carefully placed on the base of bones, just in line with everything outside.

After doing all this, Wang Zijia carefully checked it several times.

He had previously determined that the curse would not be discovered. But if he didn't succeed in cursing the demon, he was discovered.

So as a baby god boss, even if he can't calculate, he will ask someone to calculate.

Therefore, now that he is blessed by Dao Fruit, Chaos Knows the Sea, Evil Seed Pollution, and has three layers of protection means, if he has to be deduced to follow his feet, he is probably at least the True Immortal Boss.

After all, it is extremely difficult to calculate the sin alone.

"It should be fine!" Wang Zijia whispered as if comforting herself.

Taking a deep breath, the book opened, and an extremely old piece of rune paper with pitch-black spots flying out of it.

It's a substitute death talisman that has endured an unknown number of curses. At this point, it is rotten badly, as if it will rot at any moment.

Flying out was a drop of gelatinous blood-red crystal: a drop of blood, and a bottle of liquor filled with the aroma of liquor: the ultimate filthy essence of the evil spirit, the excellent curse material.

Wang Zijia didn't carefully save the rune paper this time, and directly threw it into the groove in the center of the altar in front of him.

robbery, guaranteed monthly pass handed over!!

(End of chapter)