The old man's eyes darkened and shook and stood up: “Come with me. ”

He said, adding, "You're all alone. ”

Night Spirit said nervously, "No, I can't leave you alone in a place like this! ”

Ye Liangchen looked so beautiful, she had seen it with her own eyes.

Now it's a camouflage, but if someone finds out, the consequences...

Muang patted her shoulder and laughed: "Don't worry, I'm fine. I promise it's easier to get away alone. ”

Pass her a dozen tokens.

“If you don't have eyes for ideas, burn these figurines and wait for me to come out and support you. ”

These figurines are defensive, offensive, and accelerating.

In short, it will definitely hold up until Muang has detected the nuclear properties of the demon.

The refining of the demon requires special materials and research.

But it's a lot easier to draw.

All you need to do is inject the original spiritual power into the paper and pen ink and replace it with magic.

So Muay painted a lot of puzzles during this time.

The Night Spirit was stuffed with a pile of symbols, watching the girl disappear into the back of the corner, her face blinded.

Wait, didn't she still worry about Ye Liangchen being bullied?

Why did you turn into her in the blink of an eye and wait for Ye Liangchen to come back and support her?

And these figurines, they're all worth a fortune!

A whole stack!

Where the hell did Ye Liangchen come from?

……

Mu Yan walked along with the old man, only to feel more and more isolated and desolate.

Strangely enough, anyone who sees an old man on the road retreats.

But she probed with divinity, and the nucleus of the old man was missing a large chunk.

The magic that flows through the body is almost nil.

This is clearly a person who has been seriously injured and is unable to recover.

His strength, at most, is equivalent to the Golden Immortal step.

But why are these fierce demons in the West Side so afraid of the old man?

After walking for about a minute, the old man finally stopped in front of an old stone house and opened the wooden door with his old hand.

The western part of Dark Cloud City has an overall environmental deviation, and the air is reeking.

But compared to the smell in the old man's house, the smell in the West Side is fresher.

Moe frowned and stepped cautiously from the garbage.

The old man, as if he had long been accustomed to, stepped on those rotten foods and made a squeaky noise.

Makes the whole house smell worse.

Then I spent half a day searching around a bed full of clutter and finally dug out a... black sphere.

Yes, Black Ball!

The tight and solid mud wrap outside completely obscures the original colour of the Magic Nucleus crystal.

Muay was stiff all over her body.

She didn't even frown in the face of a western madman.

In the face of this magic crystal, which smells like rot, I can't help but turn around and run.

You know, beneath the abyss, there's no spiritual power.

She can't summon the spiritual power of water elements.

Even if you want to clean it, you can't.

But to see the Emperor.

She took it!

Mu took a deep breath and hung his hand over the black sphere.

Slow infusion of magic into the black sphere from the palm of the hand.

The black ball was in the palm of the old man's hand.

Feel the infiltration of pure magic.

The black sphere masked by a layer of sludge also emits a red golden light.

The old man's eyes fell on Muay's face, and the light in his eyes flashed like a raging sun.

But for a moment, it slowly faded away.