Guinea pigs on the Flower Language Grassland are not delicious. - The ronin said.

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In the dark and damp cave, the divine servant stood on the dusty floor, lifting the Titan's eyes with one hand, and lifting the heavy weight almost made Lao Li bit off his tongue when he saw this scene. The Titan's eyes, which were half a person, were now in the form of diamonds, but in the divine servant's hands, it was like a grain of sand.

The old gangster was not allowed to think too much. The divine servant raised his hand and slapped the Titan's eyes casually. A huge suction force suddenly came from the diamond. The nightmare, which was holding the control of Lao Li's body, was in a vague way. The huge suction force pulled out the old gangster's body and was directly brought into the inside of the Titan's eyes.

At the same moment, Old Li took control of his body again, and saw the divine servant who looked like a god, and quickly smiled and said, "Hey, I haven't seen you for a while. Your interests and hobbies seem to have changed a lot. If you don't pay attention, you actually played a mysterious game like a god who shocked the world and cried ghosts. I'm ignorant, I'm ignorant. Now I strongly support your identity as a god!"

After hearing this, the divine servant looked at Lao Li inexplicably. Of course, he would not know the meaning of the difficult technical dance of "Dance God" on the earth, so he did not talk at the moment, but instead focused on the Titan's eyes.

A series of cursive talismans emitting strange light emerged from the fingertips of the divine servant, flew into the diamonds in the air, and made the entire cave look colorful and beautiful. After a while, the divine servant took his fingers back and slapped the Titan's eyes again. Ghosts with a painful and strange expression flew out of thin air from the diamonds, and in the blink of an eye, the cave was filled with the cave. In a very short time, the cavernous light turned from waves to howlings of ghosts and wolves. The contrast made the old gangster beside him grin.

"What are you doing?" Old Li sat cross-legged and looked at the divine servant with a gossip: "Is the magic show?"

"Wait a minute and ask about the nightmare yourself." The servant of the God smiled proudly, and waved his hand and sucked the ghosts that were spinning around the cave into his palm. In the blink of an eye, a ball with gray light appeared on his palm.

The old gangster who had not gotten an accurate answer from the servant of the God, sat aside in a tangled manner, scratching his ears and heads, and his desire for knowledge in his eyes was quite strong.

After a while, the divine servant suddenly threw the ball in his hand towards the ground, and a muffled sound suddenly came from the cave. As the sudden surging smoke dissipated, a half-human and half-horse-shaped creature burning with purple flames appeared between Lao Li and the divine servant.

"My grass!" The old gangster covered his eyes tightly, fearing that his eyes would be stared out by him. He said to the divine servant in an excited tone: "You have been busy for so long, just for this little donkey who is a doggy-goodie?"

Nightmare's eyes suddenly opened, and a light suddenly flashed through his eyes. Before the divine servant answered Lao Li's question, a god of death scythe was summoned out of thin air by Nightmare. The blade wrapped in black fighting spirit hit the old gangster's Tianlinggu: "Who do you think is the little donkey?"

Old Li turned over and avoided the nightmare slash and joked: "I will say whoever is excited."

"Okay, you two have to go out and argue, don't make noise here!" The divine servant glared at the old gangster and nightmare with some displeasure, and said in a deep voice: "Now I have relieved your soul splitting trouble, and there is only one last thing to do now."

"What's the matter?" Old Li came over with a gossip after hearing this, and asked while digging his nostrils: "Can you have some kind of friendship beyond friendship with Nightmare, but it is definitely not a physical relationship that loves, right?"

"If you want to never condense the power of magic element, then I will send you out now." The old servant of the god smiled at the old gangster who had just slandered him, revealing his white teeth: "Have you considered it? Forget it, I don't have to think about it anymore. A powerful existence like you will definitely not need a useless help like magic. I'll give it to you..."

"I was wrong!" Old Li looked at the divine servant with a flattering face, interrupted the other party's words, and said very firmly: "I need magic very much!"

"Then say less useless nonsense, otherwise, I'm afraid I'll feel that you have lost interest in magic..." The servant shook his head and said, "...I rarely force people to do anything, so I will definitely not force you to accept my help to you. At that time, I'm afraid I will send you out."

"Don't interfere, Master Divine servant." The old gangster filled with smiles on his face and waved his hands to the other party and signaled: "I have always wanted to be an invincible mage."

"Idiot." Nightmare looked at Old Li a few times, then muttered disdainfully, lowered his head again, no longer looking at the old hooligan's purple face that was stimulated by him. Nightmare felt very happy in his heart. How was the original body? Didn't he still be defeated in front of him?

The divine servant reached out and pulled the wheel on Lao Li's head into his arms, carefully studied every inch of the little guy's skin, and looked cautious, like a young man who fell in love was looking at his beloved goddess, delicate and gentle.

Lao Li, Nightmare and the little guy Lu were all trembling by the emotions in the eyes of the divine servant. Fortunately, the two beasts calmly resisted the desire to vomit. They all wanted to know what the key reason why the old hooligan could not feel the power of the magic element was.

"Well, that's right." The servant of the god murmured to himself while stroking the wheel's body: "Yes, that's it... Well, that's it."

"How is it?" Old Li looked at the divine servant with a nervous look, and the expression of worry was beyond words: "Have you found the problem?"

Looking at the nightmare beside him, he looked curious, and the servant of the God smiled proudly: "I found it. The key problem lies in you and your summoned beast. Your soul fluctuations are consistent, which means you share your life. The magic elemental power accumulated in every meditation will be transferred to this little guy through the connection between you souls."

As the servant said, he intimately patted the little dragon head of the wheel: "Although I have never seen such a magical beast, there are two things to be sure of. First, its strength depends on the amount of magic you get through meditation. In other words, the magic you accumulate is the best food to feed it directly."

After the divine servant finished speaking, he curled his lips with a playful expression: "Second, unless you use the power of magical elements to feed this divine beast, you will never be able to accumulate magical elemental power in your body. In other words, your magician level will never be improved before this little guy is full."

"What does the second point mean?" The old gangster was a little confused by what the servant said. He frowned and asked at the servant: "Can you say it simpler?"

"To be simple, your summoning beast is a divine beast..." The divine servant explained to Lao Li patiently: "I just studied the physique of this little guy. It should be a bottomless pit. If it can be restored to its original body or its heyday, this guy can destroy our plane by himself. So, cough, no matter how you accumulate magic power, you can't feed it, because its food exceeds the total energy of the current magic element tide in this plane!"
Chapter completed!