The only way is to be able to play games outside."

Yes, those words made me hesitate in my determination to specialize in "spirituality". My main combat abilities, "King Kong" and "Lightning Alienation", are closely related to spiritual attributes.

The atmosphere in the cabin is nothing like a carnival!

Its tortoise shell is 200 meters in size, with a ferocious dragon head, a golden dragon tail, seven thick and weak legs, and tangled muscles. At first glance, it is not a weak species full of power.

"You have to kill that evil turtle with evil intentions! Don't interfere!"

The barbs under this claw are less than ten meters long, and that strike is so powerful that it seems to be able to smash a mountain into pieces.

If no one wants to kill the turtle, Xuanwu will have to take action.

The same is naturally true for it. Because it swallowed the corpse of Lingyu Shan, it inherited less power!

I seemed to have found a real pulse, my heart was roaring like a drum, my muscles were growing, my blood was circulating, and all kinds of wonderful feelings continued. For a brief moment, the "self" from the depths of my soul seemed to have grown so much.

, let the new "self" extend a little wider into the world.

Qu Haiyao said: "Since he abandoned Qu Hai's bloodline, what did he do out there?"

Dabai quickly shrank his head into the turtle shell.

In the blink of an eye, 185 years have passed.

"As long as a large amount of Lingyu bloodline is obtained, over time, the Bixi bloodline will be swallowed up by Lingyu bloodline again."

The use of the magical "Eye of Space and Time" also requires a weaker spirit to see vague and distant things.

This Qu Hai is also a vegetarian, and retorted: "Abandon bloodline? No, you just found an egg of Bixi's ancestor, put the remaining soul into it, and spent a hundred years to quickly refine the egg

.Your soul is still you!"

A total of 4800 points of extraordinary spirit were obtained!

"You still have a choice when you don't have it, right? It's not wrong to be able to fuse a bloodline, but sometimes, where is the choice?"

The fierce sea surface is surging again, and the dark clouds in the sky are like a lead-gray city wall. There is no chance of a light rainstorm at any time.

Suddenly, my eyes flashed, and I saw a ferocious little turtle with scales from low in the sky, squatting in the distance of the "Lingyu World", seeming to be looking around, looking for something outside.

The stereo was playing dynamic music, while Dabai and Xuanwu Shanze swung their buttocks by the window, trying to gaze at this distant hometown from the low sky...

Shimama thought carefully: "That question is quite boring."

Xuanwu originally thought that Xuanwu was good at swearing, but Zhang Ming turned out to be a repeater.

"The mental power is weak... Could it be that their souls are not weak?"

Xuanwu doesn't know whether those sea lions are intelligent or not.

Why didn't a Zhang Ming go far away in the world of spiritual language? Qu Hai didn't think it was magical. Could it be that like attracts like? Did he defect to Qu Hai?

"Can our extraordinary spirits be distributed at will?"

On the other side, Qu Hai, who could only talk about some complex things, was able to substantiate the illusion.

I'm sure humans can develop a battle suit that can be flexibly scaled, so I can still accept becoming a giant.

"I... have given birth to wisdom!" Qu Hai said willingly, "You can also say that the dragon turtle is wiser than him!"

It does mean that you need to slow down and improve quickly.

Even Xuanwu can take pleasure in his misfortune. After all, these turtles are like family members.

……

"There are probably very few people like you who cannot allocate freely, so it may be simpler than others."

Just at this moment, he heard a "boom" from the depths of his soul.

But Qu Hai Yao was just trying to be brave. He also used the dragon turtle to trigger an illusion, and used Qu Hai's shadow to snap back.

Time flies by day by day, and in the blink of an eye, another year has passed.

The huge echo spreads far and wide among the sea of ​​clouds.

Shimama, who was standing aside, seemed to be watching a small show. I also knew that I was just a guest, so I just said nothing and said everything.

Legend has it that a dragon gave birth to four sons, and the eighth son was called Bixi.

Qu Haiyao scolded: "He himself has become the son of a bastard. He only knows how shameful he is. He wants to drag you into trouble."

……

A vague epiphany occurred in Xuanwu's mind: "That bit of extraordinary spirit is equivalent to the power of the previous 100 points of physical attribute increase. And there is no silky feeling..."

Xuanwushan was shocked, and even Dabai was shocked - the escaped evil corpse of Qu Hai had really restored the glory of his ancestors!

"When the time comes to swallow up all the Lingyu bloodline, will it make him take a step back? Humph, what's more, I met you and saw through his conspiracy. He is still the same passionate existence as before!"

When enemies meet, they are jealous.

Qu Hai gloated: "Dabai, it seems that he was not lucky before, and another of his ancestors also became a spirit! That's awesome!"

"By the way, what is this slow-joy method he mentioned? If you want to celebrate tonight...you can ask the archaeologist privately, and I have come up with a few boring plans..."
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"Except for being a little bigger, he is really a descendant of Bixi!"

What if you want to defect to your ancestors who are better positioned?

Even Qu Hai doesn't miss the turtles on Turtle Island and is eager to know how they live.

Qu Haiyao inherited part of Qu Hai's power.

The Demon God of Wishes was stunned by that light task: [Well, it’s bad...who made you feel bad? You are also an idiot who agrees with others. No matter what kind of wish you put forward, you will find a way.

Realized.】

At that moment, Xuanwushan suddenly became serious, as if he had met a lifelong enemy. In almost a second, he could tell who Zhang Ming was!

"Hey, you're back!"

The "crackling" sound of the keyboard and the clicking of the mouse are still ringing, and the carnival in the game arcade lasted for two months.

After a while, an earth-shattering roar came from the distance.

"Yes, yes, body, perception, and spirit can all increase the weakness of the soul. It's just that the influence coefficient of the spirit on the soul is the lowest."

Zhang Ming was angry: "He is the big boy with yellow hair!"

Under its shell, mysterious white lines intertwined to form a huge shield, completely absorbing the power of this shocking claw.

That kind of low-intensity battle may require the soul of the ancestors to be consumed, and it will take a long time to recuperate.

"Spirit comes from the soul, and it is an attribute with limited usefulness. A small amount of simple abilities that can be analyzed have little to do with spiritual attributes. In the so-called 'ideal rule', does 'heart' refer to the soul?

”

Xuanwu deeply experienced the so-called "years are like six years, and the cold is the best." Every time he woke up, the window was completely white, and there was not even a cloud in the low altitude of 100,000 meters.

Xuanwu had no choice but to park the plane on the sea a hundred miles away, and asked Sister Calabash to spit out the "war armor" - a huge body made of monster scales and bones!

Anyway, those creatures are turning their bellies leisurely and basking in the sun, looking like they are living a leisurely life.

At that rate, after another 25 years of hard training, Lao Zhang's lifespan will be enough - no matter what, I have to set aside 10,000 years of life as backup.

Qu Haiyao was trembling with anger: "That's called civilization? Are they some monsters?"

All turtles are afraid of another ancestor.

As I said that, the eye in the center of my forehead blinked several times.

"Why did he take over the body of a descendant of Biyi and abandon his original Qu Hai bloodline?!"

“The ones who specialize in spirituality are the most numerous.”

Qu Hai's physical body is so weak, small and inflexible. It is obvious that after hundreds of years of practice, it has not grown into an extraordinary life.

Shimama picked up the stone carving and finished tasting it, while still thinking about playing on the computer. The games created by humans are so bad: "Brother Zhang, bad things have happened for a long time. Judging from his mental state, it seems that he is wrong."

, has your thinking been anchored? Congratulations!"

Suddenly, Qu Hai also stretched out a claw and slapped the back fiercely!

Thinking of the wonderful thing, Xuanwu couldn't help but hide in a corner, grab the gourd, and beg shamelessly: "Demon God of Wishes, you have accumulated less than 10,000 abilities in such a young age, so you must improve it."

Conversion rate! Please, Demon God of Wishes, only you can do that. It requires a 100% conversion rate with innate ability. A 40% conversion rate is enough!"

He swallowed 300 abilities in one year and consumed 6,000 years of life.

Gods, men, and beasts in ancient times reproduced like crazy, and naturally some of them formed civilizations.

"The plane has landed and I'll give you your armor."

But Xuanwu Shan said again: "So, he came there to kill the descendants of Lingyu and gain blood?"

[As a human being, you really wonder why his path is so strange and other people’s paths are so difficult?]

White mist emerged from the gourd, and it weakly escaped from Xuanwu's palm: [You should help him to work now!!]

Are their mythical beasts so unimaginative that they only compete with each other in terms of sounds?
To be continued...