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Three hundred and ninety-three, I'm afraid it's unique

"In this case, what should I do next? Otherwise, I'd better go to the Beast Raising Hall to have a look. Maybe I can enter this place at any time!"

After Zhu Lingwu knew his current situation, he couldn't help but think about what he should do next.

This dangerous trial space is no longer dangerous for Zhu Lingwu. Now Zhu Lingwu is only planning to get the greatest benefits for himself.

As for the bone, there was really not much to see. Almost all the things on his body were gone. It was just a top-grade water-based spiritual bone, which could only be used as materials and was collected by Zhu Lingwu in the Xuanming Ghost Refining Pot.

This time, Zhu Lingwu really had nothing to stay in this valley. Now this space is almost in danger to him.

At that moment, under the hovering protection of the five Xuanming ghost heads, Zhu Lingwu took the Ming Niu Head and the Ming Horse Face slowly flew out of the valley. Suddenly, he saw a figure jumping quickly among the mountains in the distance.

It turned out to be a high mountain sheep running among the mountains.

Maybe it wants to go back to the valley to take a look. After all, this valley is also their main safe feeding point. In addition, the existence of that puddle is also their main source of water.

But when it saw Zhu Lingwu, the evil star who occupied their territory, had not left, he hurriedly jumped and wanted to escape.

But it seemed too late, and Zhu Lingwu didn't need to speak. The Nether Bull Head had already driven the Zijin Heart Control Order to release a light of inspiration. Even if the Gaoling Sheep ran quickly, she could not escape the speed of inspiration.

As the spirit light penetrated into the body of the Gaoling sheep, although the spirit light also lit up on the Gaoling sheep, it was already too late. Soon, the Gaoling sheep stopped running and turned around and jumped towards Zhu Lingwu.

When I came to Zhu Lingwu, I felt like I saw my master, and screamed at Zhu Lingwu "bleat" and showed my closeness.

"Niuto, alas, after doing this, I really feel a little reluctant to start!"

Zhu Lingwu looked at the Gaoling sheep. He caught this spirit beast to eat, but now this Gaoling sheep is like a pet he has raised for many years.

The only aggressive sheep horn on its head was lowered, and the sheep had a look of intimacy towards Zhu Lingwu in her eyes, as if she was acting coquettishly towards Zhu Lingwu.

Zhu Lingwu felt that it was a bit cruel to attack it, kill it, and drink its blood.

The purple gold heart-controlled heart hanging on the chest of the Nether Niu's head flashed a little purple-gold luster in the dark ghost aura, and the terrifying grimace also looked at Zhu Lingwu innocently.

"Okay, okay, I get it, isn't it just that I'm hypocritical!"

Zhu Lingwu felt the meaning of the Ming Niu Head. Anyway, he really couldn't change his mind. If he really used this kind of high-along sheep as a pet, he wouldn't be able to do it, and at most he would let the five Xuanming ghost heads take action.

"Let's do this, take this spirit beast bag and go and grab more of it. I'll bake it myself!"

Zhu Lingwu took one of the two spirit beast bags hanging around his waist and handed them to Ming Niu Head, then turned his eyes to Gaoling Sheep away.

Standing on the other side of Zhu Lingwu, Mingma face suddenly took action, grabbed Gaoling sheep's head, and directly twisted its neck. The Gaoling sheep's limbs twitched repeatedly, but they died in a while.

A trace of ghost energy emerged from the face of the Mingma, and it directly penetrated into the mouth of the Gaoling Sheep. Soon after, its soul had been collected into the ghost's body, and then the Gaoling Sheep was sent to Zhu Lingwu's body.

Zhu Lingwu glanced at Mingma's face, and the Mingma's face immediately understood what Zhu Lingwu meant. A ghost claw was in the neck artery of Gaoling Sheep, and the blood of the Gaoling Sheep spewed out quickly under the pressure of its ghost power.

The spiritual blood seemed to turn into a bloodline as thick as a finger, which directly entered Zhu Lingwu's mouth, and soon it reached Zhu Lingwu's stomach.

Under the pressure of the ghost power from the Nether Horse Face, all the spiritual blood in the Gaoling Sheep was forced out, but the ordinary blood was still left in the body. This is also Zhu Lingwu's recent experience of drinking blood.

Otherwise, a sheep would have a lot of blood. If Zhu Lingwu really had to drink it, even if Zhu Lingwu was vomiting while drinking, it would be a waste, at least it would be troublesome.

After drinking the spiritual blood of the Gaoling Sheep, Zhu Lingwu nodded to the Mingmamian again, so the pair of ghost hands on the Mingmamian became an exquisite butcher knife and directly peeled the Gaoling Sheep and removed the bones.

Some of the best lamb chops and lamb legs were left for Zhu Lingwu. As for other edges, corners and internal organs, the five Xuanming ghost heads around Zhu Lingwu were eaten again.

Zhu Lingwu set up a bonfire on the spot and roasted lamb chops and lamb legs. Anyway, Zhu Lingwu was not in a hurry, so he would eat himself first.

During the barbecue, the spiritual power contained in the blood of the spirit sheep can be digested in the body.

The spiritual power in the body of this Gaoling Sheep is equivalent to the spiritual power of a twelve and third-level Qi Refiner. Its attributes tend to be innate wood spiritual power and earth spiritual power. After a circumcision in Zhu Lingwu's body, it gradually transformed into Zhu Lingwu's mutated pure yang spiritual power.

I think in this trial space, the new trial disciple who can roast lamb legs and drink spiritual wine like Zhu Lingwu is probably unique.

Unfortunately, no one can enjoy this kind of time with Zhu Lingwu now. There was a little white fox by his side, but now Zhu Lingwu is the only one.

By the time Zhu Lingwu finished roasting the lamb chops and the lamb legs were still half-cooked, the Ming Niu Head had already returned. Of course, the spirit beast bag it took had more than twenty high-along sheep that belonged to the spirit beast level.

While chewing on the lamb chops and drinking wine, Zhu Lingwu changed the roasted lamb legs with his hands. When he saw that the Netherhead had returned, he soon understood what it had done from the soul-minded message it sent.

"Well, it seems that it's really easy to catch spirit beasts now. I just don't know how to catch monsters, wait, why do I have a familiar smell like this feeling!"

Zhu Lingwu also thought about something while eating and drinking here, so he had a new idea to ask Ming Niu to catch the monster again, and could ride on the ground or fly directly in the air.

This will save a lot of spiritual power consumption. Anyway, with the Purple Gold Heart Control Order, it should be very easy to catch beast slaves in this space world.

But thinking about this, Zhu Lingwu suddenly remembered that he had been followed by some animals. He guessed that these animals were sent by the storytellers from the storytellers in the teahouse.

At that time, he was surprised that these storytellers didn't know what sect they belonged to, but they could actually control ordinary animals. Now Zhu Lingwu suddenly realized that this method was very similar to the beast-controlling technique of this beast Xinyu.

Could it be that the sects hidden behind the storytellers have any connection with this beast Xinyu?
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