Seeing that he didn't respond, the voice continued with some impatience: "I was awakened from my deep sleep, and I wanted to fulfill the ancient contract with the host, but I found that the owner of the blood was very weak. In my rage, I pounded desperately against the oocyst. It was already on the verge of exhaustion, and it was possible to be stillborn. But unexpectedly got a vigorous blood to help. After I got out of trouble, I felt that someone was blocking me, so I rushed over. I don't want to be included in a wonderful place where there is an incredibly powerful will. This will nearly shattered me, and then it suddenly let me go and threw me into you. It was at this time that I felt that your blood was the one who helped me break out of my shell just now, so I solemnly ask you here, are you willing to form an alliance with me. ”

Jiang Bo's brain was a little insufficient, and it took a few breaths to figure out an idea. It was the secret book that saved himself by mistake, and now this demon spirit wants to make a symbiotic contract with himself. It didn't seem to hurt, and he had heard Senior Brother Cao say that if demon spirits and other powerful demon clans were willing to tell you their true names, it would be a great show of sincerity. For for a spirit thing, the name and the soul correspond. It is easy not to reveal your real name to outsiders. It's just that Jiang Bo is a little hesitant, is his qi and blood enough to support the demon spirit?

Jiang Bo sent this idea back to the demon spirit, and the demon spirit replied, "Your physical body is very strong, and it does not match your strength and mana. I can feel that if you advance in the future, your body and qi and blood will continue to rise. I'm pretty weak now, and your blood is barely enough to help me through the difficult time in front of me. In the future you will be stronger enough to provide for me. I, the Bird, am the superior of the demons, and I don't care to lie. I'm not going to do anything that depletes the host, unless it's someone like the one who didn't do enough to wake me up in the first place, which must be killed. ”

Jiang Bo was a little relieved when he heard that there was no harm to him. Then he asked, "What good is it for me to provide for you?"

The demon spirit was obviously a little annoyed: "The human race is really all flies and dogs who seek profit. I won't kill you, it's rare to take your essence and blood, and you still have to make an inch. You know how glorious it is to be able to make a covenant with the Xuanniao clan. ”

Jiang Bo had already come back to his senses at this time, and his heart was settled. He knew that this Mysterious Bird Demon Spirit must have a reason why he couldn't kill him. Otherwise, you will never talk nonsense with yourself. So he said firmly: "Chen, since you have entrusted your real name to me, why do you say these sour words." Jiang is a villain first and then a gentleman, just talking ugly things in front. I, Jiang Bo, Jiang Zhiyuan, am the inner disciples of the Youquan Sect among the five major sects of the Spirit Sect. Although the strength is weak now, it also has a soaring posture. I will not dishonor your name. ”

The demon spirit was silent for a few moments before he spoke, "Okay." I don't think you're an ordinary man, and you're qualified to know more. When I was born, my Xuanniao clan had great power, and they could fly to the sky and destroy the mountains. Normally, if I am in a state of complete qi and blood, I will symbiotize into the body of a strong person above Jindan. I can send out a strength that is close to that of the Yuan Shen True Immortal, but every time I make a move, I have to consume a lot of qi and blood. Therefore, the frequency of shots also depends on the strength of the host, and once the load is exceeded, it is not good for both sides. And with me to stay, I can help the host fly away. But," it paused, "with my current state and your current strength, if I mobilize your blood and qi to my advantage, I can probably strike twice without hurting you." And the interval between these two is estimated to be half a day. If I do do strike twice, I may have to sleep for about ten days before I recover. I can also help you fly short distances, but not too long. Although Chen's tone was quite conceited, Jiang Bo still heard a little wistful.

He knew in his heart, no wonder this guy didn't want to tell the truth just now, it seemed that he felt a little embarrassed. After all, the demon spirit is a powerful existence, and its current state can be said to be unfavorable, and it has arrived home. However, Jiang Bo was very satisfied, this time it was an unexpected gain. It seems that if you do good deeds and help others, God will repay you. A little kindness to the young son of the Lu family made him not act hastily and seriously investigated the matter. As a result, I found such an unexpected help for myself.

Seeing that the demon spirit was very serious, Jiang Bo stopped talking nonsense and released all his divine consciousness from the protection of the golden book. Immediately, a black smoke came over and collided with his divine sense, and then left a shining bird's claw mark in Jiang Bo's divine sense. The black smoke left a tiny palm-shaped mark.

Chen said: "Okay, the contract has been decided, I will sleep for a while." I spent a lot of energy just now, so I have to replenish it slowly. Take care of the aftermath yourself. ”

Jiang Bo was stunned for a moment, what is the aftermath? But Chen's consciousness was silent, and he couldn't ask anything. Then the consciousness shook violently, and he regained control of his body. Jiang Bo opened his eyes and couldn't help but be surprised. blurted out angrily: "Dust, you 。。。。。。 Bastard!"

But naturally, no one paid attention to him. It's no wonder that Jiang Bo is like this, it turns out that he is on all fours at this time, the big character is spread out, and his body is still constantly spinning and flying. The earth and rocks around him were flying, and the fog of the Concentration Banner had already broken through. The surface of the banner that was refined by Huan Zhuzi himself actually cracked a diagonal opening, and the banner rod was also twisted for a while. Jiang Bo was in unbearable pain, and as he shouted, a mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth, as well as a small piece of minced meat. Jiang Bo was horrified in his heart, could it be that he had been talking to Chen in his divine consciousness for so long, and the outside world had only passed for a moment? What kind of magical power was this, who helped him. Could it really be the function of that mysterious secret book disc? If that's the case, what kind of magic weapon is this thing?

But he didn't want to understand that his body had fallen heavily to the ground, and then he was flying three feet high. At this time, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a giant with a grown body and a bloody face not far from the opposite side also falling to the ground. The man pointed in his direction, his face was shocked, he was already out of breath and out of breath. After Jiang Bo landed again, he struggled to sit up, but found that his right calf had been fractured. Along with the pain, there were also several broken ribs. But it didn't hit the viscera, which is also because Youquan's golden body is very powerful. In this case, the muscles will automatically bounce open the broken bones and protect the internal organs. If you change to someone else, you have to report to the underworld. The four fingers of the right hand were also broken, and the meridians in the body were also slightly damaged, but it was not serious, and the operation of the true qi was not affected. The Concentration Banner is damaged, and it is estimated that it will not work if it is not refined. The top of his head was scorching with pain, and when he wiped it with his left hand, there was blood in the middle of his forehead. After feeling it again, the Spirit Fire Flying Knife was also injured. I don't know how to get it. Summoning the puppet, it took more than ten breaths to feel it. When the puppet barely came back after half a pillar of incense, he took a closer look, and it was worse than Jiang Bo, with more broken places on his body. But fortunately, Jiang Bo and this puppet are both extremely strong physical cultivation, and they can recover in less than two months. It turns out that this is what dust calls "aftermath".

Jiang Bo has always been calm, he knows that in this barren mountain, it is very unsafe for him to be covered in blood like this. It's easy to attract carnivorous beasts, and now I'm not afraid of these things, but they have to be hurt and wounded. And the movement just now was too big, if there was a demon clan in the Northern Wilderness just nearby, it would not be good. He sat up with his grip on a large tree, gritted his teeth and reconnected the broken bones in pain. Then he limped out of here with the help of the puppet. Fortunately, under the operation of the spiritual veins, the golden body of Youquan continued to slowly reorganize the flesh and blood, combing the stasis. Therefore, the more Jiang Bo moves, the more he can speed up wound healing.

Half a day after he left, a tall, red-haired man in a leather robe hurried to the scene. When the visitors saw the devastation, they couldn't help but gasp. The ground was as if it had been plowed over again, and the floating earth was more than two feet deep, and none of the trees around it were intact. The towering giant tree where the Demon Spirit Egg was originally placed is now less than a foot long. The trunk of the tree was completely destroyed, and only the core of the tree was the thickness of a rolling pin, poking alone at the root of the tree as huge as the Eight Immortals' Table. The person who came quickly walked to the strong man who fell to the ground, stretched out his hand to hold down his Baihui acupoint, and poured his true qi into it. "Fire owl, what's going on?"

The one lying down took a few hard breaths, spat out blood foam, and said intermittently: "Bad, bad thing." I would have 。。。。。。 With the blood of a passing child, I want to draw out the demonic spirit。。。。。。 The Demon Spirit。。。。。。 As a result, the child was full of spiritual energy, but his qi and blood were weak. He said. He vomited a mouthful of blood, his face was a little ruddy, and his speech slipped a little smoother. Only then did he continue: "Lost time, a human minor repair came just now." It just so happened that the demon spirit was born and struck him with a blow, but I don't know why he didn't die. The demon spirit was also strange, and possessed him. I saw that the demon spirit was going to make a pact with him, and hurried over to kill him. As a result, a vertical eye appeared on this person's head, and a real fire entered my heart. Then a black light came from one of his babes, knocking me through from head to toe. ”

The red-haired man frowned, took out a piece of something that was not round from his arms, and stuffed it into the other's mouth. But before the strong man who fell to the ground could chew, he screamed and spurted blood and died. The red-haired man's face was gloomy and dripping water, and he slowly stood up and searched around. Suddenly, he turned sharply, raised his right hand, and threw out a red light that hit the crown of a large tree. I heard a long howl, and something smashed on the red light, knocking it on the head. The red light fell to the ground and shook a little, and it turned out to be a serpentine with a large head and a short body. The strange snake twisted and disappeared.