Chapter 182

For her, this person has lost the threat.

Nan Changying and others automatically give way to a road, watching her quietly cold from the front.

In essence, they have a kind of inexplicable fear of her.

The future of this person will be unlimited.

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chaos and seclusion.

A third of the meteorite was eaten by the hairball.

It seems to eat up, languidly lying there motionless.

Ling Luoyu didn't care about it. He sat cross legged.

The fragments of the chaotic nine revolution clock lingered in her mind. With the pithy formula, the fragments broke out and whirled around in front of her.

The function of the chaotic nine turn clock lies in its integrity.

Lingluoyu needs to refine it into a complete golden bell for its own use.

Chaos yuan Ling scoured the debris over and over again, and she was familiar with the shape of each fragment.

Draw out a trace of the force of the chaos yuan spirit, and pull two pieces of fragments with the same edge to adhere to each other.

When there is chaos yuan spirit traction and oppression, they are adhesive, and once she removes the chaotic yuan spirit, the fragments immediately separate.

Fragments, still fragments.

Peat!

Ling Luoyu angrily scolded.

Only when it is condensed into a complete body can it be called a magic weapon, and it can be lethal. Otherwise, it can only be a pile of broken pieces.

After several attempts, all failed, Ling Luoyu was more calm.

"NIMA, I don't believe I can't make you!"

She sank into the elixir field by removing all the chaotic yuan spirits.

After a little meditation, he guided the chaotic yuan spirit to the fragments again.

As long as the Kung Fu is deep, the iron pestle is ground into a needle!

She doesn't believe it!

Chaos ancestor can be refined into chaos nine turn clock, she Ling Luoyu can not.

Not once. She did it ten times.

Ten times is no good, then a hundred.

Even if she uses the most stupid and time-consuming method, she will refine it.

Chaos yuan spirit spins out of her body, covering the debris, over and over again.

Do not know how long, Ling Luoyu suddenly noticed a trace of strange.

This strange silk comes from the chaotic ring.

A thread of thought circled out of the ring and fell on her mind, winding to the chaotic yuan Ling.

"Hum!"

The fragments of the chaotic nine revolution clock suddenly made a trembling sound, as if shaken by something.

At the same time, Ling Luoyu also felt the power and ease of chaos Yuanling.

At this time, the chaotic yuan spirit, as if it was integrated into her soul, just wanted her to pass an idea, and could arrive on her own without any special guidance.

The two pieces of fragments were crushed by the chaotic spirit, and the edges finally began to fuse.

Originally the hair silk crack, gradually disappeared, finally did not see a trace, as if it had never been broken.

With this experience, the next thing will be easy to handle.

As the pieces are fused and restored, the chaotic yuan spirit is also overdrawn.

Only a bowl of one-sided fusion, Ling Luoyu already full of sweat.

The most important thing is that the chaotic yuan spirit in her body is on the verge of hollowing out.

Removing the fragments of the chaotic nine turn clock, Ling Luoyu tries to integrate the spiritual force in the ring into the elixir field, and runs through the whole body together with the chaotic yuan spirit in the Dantian.

After nine weeks of operation, she released fragments again and continued to fuse.

The spiritual power in the chaotic and secluded ring is left by the chaos ancestor, and its strength is extremely strong.

When she used it on the debris again, she felt the difference from the first time.

This time the chaos yuan spirit, the strength is more powerful, the follow-up force is also more and more domineering.

It's like a powerful adhesive. It doesn't take long for cracks to be completely fused.

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