"What do you want to do? I used the storage ring to install these spirits. Should I say you are a whimsical boy or an idiot? "

The nine Youming stones rotate rapidly in the dragon ring. Mo Li straightens his arms and keeps collecting the approaching spirits. He allows them to be absorbed by the black stone in the ring. This curtain falls in the eyes of the war spirit, just like a teenager using the ring to forcibly collect the approaching spirits.

"Boy! These things are not fuel-efficient lights. The more spirits pour into your storage ring, the more pressure your soul will have to control! In the end, it will not only destroy your ring, but also make your soul suffer from reverse eating! "

Duan Yitian has been observing the young man secretly these days. He has to say that Mo Li's strength surprised him. Even in the most prosperous period of cultivation in mainland China, there were few people who were as talented and gorgeous as a young man. At least he had never seen a demon who was proficient in various attributes and could cultivate half Saint before he was 30 years old!

After wandering in the secret place for so many years, it's rare to meet such an excellent young man duanyitian. He's very happy. Although he was robbed of the carrier of rebirth by the young man's companions, these days' observation shows that these young people are not only gifted, but also good-natured. Along the way, they help each other, and the young people in front of them are far less intelligent and stable than their peers.

If it wasn't for the tragedy of that year, Duan Yitian would be happy to make friends with these young people. But after so many years of incarnation, the desire for rebirth is more alluring than anything else! Even if there is no way to be a human being, even if he wants to control the body of a Warcraft with clear soul memory, he is not willing to continue to be a rootless duckweed like now!

Duan Yitian didn't expect that the young man who had been calm before would think of using the storage ring to reprint the spirit of resentment. It was originally a kind reminder. After observing for a while, the old man's illusory face gradually changed color.

"Boy! What the hell is in your ring?! Why can you devour spirit body endlessly

Duanyitian's old voice is full of shock! He finally understood that the little guy was not using the storage ring to collect the spirit, but his ring contained a treasure that could devour the spirit!

Soul eating tie? No, it can't be! Duan Yitian just thought of the snow-white beast he had seen before and immediately denied his guess. That soul eating tie is too young to devour so many spirits!

Mo Li didn't seem to hear the cry of the war spirit. He kept his arms straight and motionless, as if he had become a lifeless sculpture.

There is a strong wind around. A transparent spirit is torn violently by the strong wind rolled up by you Longjie. In the continuous scream, Mo Li doesn't know when a dark energy vortex has formed in front of him. The originally dense spirit rapidly decreases with the speed visible to the naked eye.

"Stop! Stop, stinky boy

Duan Yitian finally can't sit still, and the scene in front of him completely subverts his cognition! The life of the war soul will continue forever without any accident, but in order to preserve the incomplete consciousness, we need to constantly supplement energy. The biggest source of energy in the secret world is other spirits. Without the support of these spirits, let alone the rebirth of the beast, the future survival will be a problem!

Irrepressible Duan Yitian rushed out of the fog. He also saw that the little guy didn't know what the reason was. He seemed to be lost in his mind. He wanted to wake up the dull boy. As soon as he got close to the old man, his face changed again!

"Ah --"

The pulling force of the energy vortex ahead made duanyitian shiver involuntarily. This is a pre crisis instinct! The breath that Duan Yitian felt made him sure that if he was accidentally sucked in, he would disappear in the world immediately!

What the hell is so overbearing?!

The old man's pupils are constantly tightening. He is anxious and afraid. He dare not come near any more. He can only call from a distance to wake up the young man.

Don't get lost!

Nine Youming stone in Youlong ring is crazy. It quickly devours the spirit outside. After devouring the spirit, the spirit begins to devour the spirit behind! Mo Li can hear Duan Yitian's anxious call, and even see the old man's jumping action not far away. His mind is very clear, but he can't move!

It's like a mountain is holding him down, and it's like the soul and body are isolated, and the mind can't continue to control the body. Don't leave your heart more anxious than duanyitian! He was not sure what the consequences would be if he let the nine netherworld stone absorb it, but he had nothing to do!

Seeing that more and more spirits were swallowed up around him, duanyitian sighed helplessly. It seems that it is not so easy to wake up teenagers, and the only thing we can do is to minimize the loss.

The old man sat down on one side with his knees crossed, made a series of fingerprints with his hands, and quickly closed the entrance to prevent the outside spirit body from continuing to supplement.

For two whole hours, Mo Li kept the same posture and did not move. With the passage of time, the original hazy space gradually became clear, and the surrounding diffuse black air had already dissipated.

It's over at last!

Mo Li breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He was thinking of trying to move his body. However, a burst of fatigue came to his mind. His eyes turned black and his body softened.

"What's the matter with you, smelly boy?"

As soon as Duanyi's God's color changed, he was thinking of coming forward. Just now, the quiet Youlong ring was flashing again, which was different from the golden light when Mo Li was in control. At this time, Youlong ring was shining with bursts of dark luster.

A stream of black gas from the ring slowly out, not far from the body in front of Mo condensed into a handsome middle-aged figure.

The angular face is as masculine and handsome as a knife, and the tall and straight body looks like a mountain that can't be crossed. His hands were hanging in the void behind him. Although he looked calm and deep, his eyes were full of wisdom.

Two equally transparent figures meet and stand. Duan Yitian's body staggers backward and points to the middle-aged man in front of him. His mouth keeps shaking and his eyes are full of shock and fear.

"It's you - it's you... It's you!"

The huge shock makes duanyitian at a loss, and even his voice trembles violently.

Compared with Duan Yitian's gaffe, the middle-aged man is much calmer. His pupils are as deep and distant as the starry sky. Gujing has no waves. The corners of his mouth are slightly stirred up to show a smile.

"Ha ha ha - even if old friends meet again, don't you need to be so excited?"

Men's voice is full of magnetism, like magic, which shows the inherent dignity. The head is slightly raised, showing the aloofness and arrogance of the top strong.

"I'll tell you who is so capable of swallowing so many grievances. It turns out that you are hiding in his ring!" Duanyitian took a deep breath, turned his head and looked at the comatose young man, and said: "so he is the descendant of your Jiuyou clan?"

"No, he is not our Jiuyou man -" the middle-aged man shook his head, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "strictly speaking, he is not from this continent at all, but he is the one who can save our Tianyuan continent!"

"What is it all about?"

Listen to the middle-aged man's words, duanyitian is more and more confused!