There was a strange dog-headed statue in the big tent, which scared the rabbit man.

It stared at the dog-headed statue with wide eyes, neither advancing nor retreating.

At this time, in order to break this embarrassing situation, the dog-headed statue actually widened the dog's eyes and said:

"Good posture!"

"......" Da Lang was suddenly full of black lines, and his originally majestic momentum suddenly withered.

"Who are you?" Da Lang received the supernatural powers, casually pulled a piece of animal skin and tied it around his waist, and came to a table with a dog's head.

With his gaze signaling, the female rabbit Xue'e hurriedly left the big tent.

Seeing Xue'e leave, the dog-headed statue smiled and said:

"I didn't expect the rabbit to be so beautiful, no wonder the last lord liked the rabbit girl so much! It's a pity ......"

Seeing the stupid appearance of this dog-headed statue with its mouth open, Da Lang asked suspiciously:

"What a pity?"

Doghead statue: "It's a pity there are no black stockings!" Only a bunny girl in black silk has a soul! ”

Dalang: "??? ”

It raised its hand and ripped the dog-headed statue around, taking a closer look at it.

"Don't talk to me about what you have and don't! You haven't answered me yet, who are you! ”

"Boom!" The dog-headed statue scolded unhappily, "You are the demon, your whole family is a demon!" This Daisen Law Number [one]! ”

"One?" Da Lang showed a hint of a smile on his face, "Can a serious person give himself such a name?" ”

Doghead Statue: "......"

Without waiting for the dog-headed statue to answer, Da Lang asked again:

"How did you get to me?"

"Hey! It's bad luck! It's all my lord, and that hateful woman! ”

The dog-headed statue told the story of helping Jia Chao peel off the soul in the soul lamp, but he was slapped by Qinghong Ancestor and sent here.

Da Lang listened to its words and asked with great interest:

"Your lord...... His name is Ah Chao? The one who sent you here was a woman named Qinghong? ”

The dog-headed statue glared, then nodded.

"Qinghong? What a familiar name! ”

Da Lang: "She is the powerhouse of the Hundred Bird Tribe, and it is estimated that no one in this continent does not know her name." Anyway, why do you call Ah Chao the boss? ”

Dog-headed statue: "Ah Chao Boss? Is the lord your boss? ”

Da Lang nodded, "I'm his contract beast!" ”

The dog-headed statue grinned when it heard this, "It turned out to be my own brother!" Why don't you follow the lord to the Valley of Creation to find an opportunity, why are you staying here? ”

"What? Go my own way, of course! Da Lang said with a serious expression.

The dog-headed statue suddenly became interested, "Brother, what dreams do you have, let's hear it!" ”

"Dreams?" Da Lang narrowed his eyes and said slowly:

"Master Rabbit, I'm ready to become the strongest spirit beast god of war in this continent!"

"Wow! The Strongest Spirit Beast Battle ...... Shh What a bullshit dream! The dog-headed statue said disdainfully.

"Huh?" Da Lang stood up, "You wolf-headed monster, believe it or not I will blow your head up?" ”

Dog-headed statue: "By you?" It's not me who blows! There is no such thing in this world that can blow up one of my great immortal dog heads! ”

Da Lang was furious when he heard this, and directly took out an iron wood knife.

"If I don't give you some color today, you're not your rabbit's means!"

The dog-headed statue glanced at the iron knife in Da Lang's hand and smiled disdainfully.

This made Da Lang even more angry, and he raised his knife and slammed his backhand on the dog's head.

I only heard a "click", and the iron wood knife was directly deformed.

Da Lang felt the pain coming from the tiger's mouth, and looked at the deformed wood knife with an incredulous expression.

It was slashed with the back of a knife just now, thinking that it would make the dog-headed statue suffer a little.

Who knew that the dog-headed statue was fine, its hatchet was broken.

"Do you have such a hard head?"

The dog-headed statue smirked twice.

"Hey, hey! To tell you the truth, when the former lord didn't have a weapon in his hand before, he often used me to smash people!

Don't care what gray level, what god of war, this great immortal is one by one!

Moreover, this great immortal can also use his eyes to capture people's souls, no matter how powerful the elemental spirit is, he can detain you! ”

When Da Lang heard this, he immediately showed a two-like expression on his face.

Son! Are you so good?

……

However, it was said that after Jia Chao put the fire marrow crystal containing the Xingyue Divine Soul into the magma pool, he found that the fire marrow crystal began to absorb the power of the fire element in the magma on its own.

It only took less than half an hour for the fire marrow crystal to turn into a heart-like shape.

Jia Chao stayed by his side all the time, sitting far away in the corner and absorbing the energy in the magma pool with the Seven Methods of Cultivation Yuan.

The power of the fire element contained in the magma pool is very sufficient, and there is no fear of being overabsorbed.

Jia Chao's power of the fire element has not reached the consummation realm, but he can also take the opportunity to improve it.

I don't know how long it took, Jia Chao felt that his strength could no longer be improved.

But the heart that had been transformed into the fire pith crystal had just begun to beat.

Seeing this, Jia Chao opened the cathode and anode vision to take a look, and found that the phantom of the stars and the moon could be seen under the cathode vision.

She lay down on the surface of the magma as if she had used the magma pool as a bed, quietly absorbing the power of the fire element from the magma.

Jia Chao knew that it would take a long time for Xingyue to condense the spirit body, so he came to her side.

"Xingyue, I want to do something now, and when you condense your spirit body, I'll come back to you, okay?"

The phantom of the star and moon opened her eyes and sat up, nodding to him.

Receiving Xingyue's response, Jia Chao took out a teleportation stone and embedded it in the stone on the top of the magma cave.

He glanced back, then projected a teleportation circle and left.

Now that Xingyue's life was saved, he was still ready to go to the back of the Creation Valley to take another look.

In case he could help Qinghong Ancestor leave this world, it would be regarded as not breaking his promise.

So the destination of his teleportation was the Valley of Creation.

As soon as he appeared, a cloud of mist enveloped him.

"Secret Technique: Wet and Dry Separation!"

A deep voice rang out.