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Chapter 1010 Seizing the Drought Sacrifice and Refining the Corpse(2/2)

Hearing the sound, the drum spirit jumped up directly, and you are ashamed of a hammer.

At least his face changed a little, and he said with a smile that he was ashamed, are you thinking that Lord Gu Ling blind?

Xia Tuo didn't care, and quietly waited for the drum spirit to finish jumping, and said, "These people sacrificed a drought-ba, causing millions of miles of wasteland to dry up, the plants and trees were deserted, and the creatures were devastated, so..."

"So you caught them all."

"So how to sacrifice and refine the drought-bahn."

Plop ~

Gu Ling squatted on the stone drum, and he still wanted to avenge his personal revenge, so he could not have any confidence in Xia Tuo.

"This drum spirit will not help the evildoer, I don't know."

"The drought will soon awaken, and then the entire earth will turn into a Jedi, and more people will die."

"You threaten me! You also threaten me!" Gu Ling jumped up suddenly, flew to Xia Tuo, stared at her big eyes and shouted: "Drought~Bar~is~dead~is~are~a~are~are~are~are~are~are~are~are~are~are~are~are~are~are~are~are~are~are~are~are~are~are~are~a

After patting Gu Ling's head, Xia Tuo nodded with a smile and said, "You see, it's so simple, why bother making noise?"

Xia Tuo's spirit disappeared, Gu Ling looked dull and murmured: "He touched my head, but he actually dared to touch the head of Gu Ling."

...

The power of luck!

After a ray of thought returned, Xia Tuo looked at the sarcophagus and said that the whole border was the most prosperous person. If he was the second, no one would dare to be the first.

A drought-bah body is right in front of you, with many great combat powers comparable to those of great perfection. Xia Tuo feels that it is necessary to take a risk once.

Purple light appeared in the spiritual world, four purple-gold divine lotus around the soul surging, and purple light flashed even more. Each ray of purple light was like a long purple needle, densely packed, protecting his soul.

The luck and the golden body protecting the body is also the confidence that he dares to do so.

As soon as he thought of this, the soul did not leave his body. He left a thought to guard the body and sent a message to Guiwei Army to protect the surroundings. Then he stepped out of the body safely and stepped into the sarcophagus.

Buzz!

Without any obstacles, he entered the body of the drought-ba. The endless ocean of death aura, and countless death auras gathered into various phantoms.

This is the depth of Hanba's head, which belongs to his spiritual world. However, Hanba's spiritual world has no independent thoughts, but there are only collisions of countless souls.

The drought bars have gone out to a million miles and countless creatures have fallen. These creatures naturally have a lot of resentment, and they are absorbed into their bodies by the drought bars.

However, the drought bar has no soul. These resentments gather in his body and cannot cause harm to the drought bar. It is difficult for the resentful spirit to go out after entering the drought bar's body.

As time goes by, the resentment of the ban on the drought will become more and more

Until one day, perhaps by chance or by nature, the resentment in the body of Hanba was born in the collision, and the soul belonging to Hanba was born. At that time, Hanba would truly push the wilderness, and even a king would not be able to slash its edge.

In perception, Drought Ba's body is like a fire jar, filled with endless dead energy.

In the spiritual world of Hanba, there is a red and golden rune that constantly changes its appearance. This is the control center of Hanba. People from the Hanba tribe worship the Hanba are communicating with this golden rune.

The flower of luck rotates around the soul, and the purple light burst out from the soul dispels the resentment. Xia Tuo looked at the dark gold rune floating in nothingness. Every change would shatter some of the resentment around him.

Runes are the hub of the connection between the Hanba and the controller. The Hanba that cannot give birth to souls is generally a puppet. Only when a unique will is truly born can the Hanba truly transcend control.

The soul poked out his big hand, and the purple light floated on his palm, grabbed at the red gold rune. The purple light gurgled in the palm of his palm, and the dark gold rune also flowed. The moment the two touched, the purple light flourished.

Purple Qi is the fortune of the human race. A group naturally has a tolerant, broad mind, and the deep and vast breath of purple Qi. The dark gold runes are like people who have dried up for a long time and begin to swallow purple light.

Xia Tuo was prepared for this. He let the dark gold rune absorb the power of vitality, and his thoughts began to sense this rune. If he wanted to control the drought, he mainly lies in this rune.

...

Xia Tuo here has the idea of ​​dry ba. In the depths of the ancient land of the border and southern region, among the mountains and forests, an ancient stone hall stands between two next to each other.

The stone hall looked very old. There was an old man sitting cross-legged in the hall. Not only was he very short, but he was still very thin, and he looked like he was shriveled.

The stone hall was very dark, with a beast fire lamp lit, and the old man sat cross-legged, with a shrine on the stone platform in front of him.

"Yeah~"

Suddenly the old man opened his eyes from silence, spreading his shriveled palms, and deep cracks were covered in his palms. A blood line spread out from his arm, less than an inch from the top of his middle finger.

“Fire~”

Then, the old man pointed and recited an obscure spell in his mouth. A bean-sized flame in the oil lamp on the shrine was picked off by him. A drop of red blood bead dripped from the middle finger with bloodlines. The flame instantly grew bigger and was stamped towards his eyebrows.

Puff ~

However, the moment the flames were sealed between their eyebrows, they suddenly went out.

Puff ~

The old man's body trembled, and a mouthful of dirty blood was spit out of his mouth, screaming.

"Go quickly, the runes of the drought balm have changed~"

ps
Chapter completed!
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