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What is the so-called?

Only to let the Black Knife have a request for the wolf smoke pirate group is the most important thing to know about this contradiction.

Xiao Chen said in a deep way: "Ding Ding, I have to ask you one thing."

"Xiao Gongzi, but it does not matter, you are welcome."

"I want to know, the black scimitar number, is because of what is the pirate group."

"This... I try my best, but I can't guarantee it."

"Thank you."

Waiting for Ding Yuan to leave, Xiao Chen looked at the information of the wolf smoke pirate group, if thoughtful.

In the middle of this month, it was the birthday feast of the so-called wolf Wang Jiang Hengchuan.

Careful calculations, but also more than ten days, if the road is counted.

The preparation time left for Xiao Chen was only a short eight days.

Thinking about it, Xiao Chen walked out of the courtyard and came to the market in the pirate temple.

He never fights, he is not sure, he will not act rashly.

Eight days, it is enough to prepare for it.

The market of the pirate temple is always awkward.

Here, you may be slaughtered or leaked.

The market is not as formal as the auction house, but it is also possible, even if it is some big customers.

Also, frequent visits to this free market.

Xiao Chen needs a piece of material, a material tyrannical, full of suffocating, but suitable for his engraving materials.

In just eight days, it is impossible to go to the auction site to find it, only to come to the market to try your luck.

Wandering in it, Xiao Chen, who looks like a casual look, flickers in the eyes, and all the booths are not missed by him.

Even those seemingly quite inconspicuous stalls have not been missed.

"Good luck."

After half a ring, Xiao Chen showed a smile and saw the favorite booth, hoping to succeed.

"This little brother, when you look at you, you have a special vision. My animal bone is one of the ancient ocean hegemons, the wing bone of the dragon shadow carving. A price, 500,000 Chinese goods Lingyu."

The stall owner is a lean old man, and his cultivation is hidden, but Xiao Chen can see it.

This is a low-key star, the clothes are not obvious, the breath is not exposed.

The booth is only the same as the wing bone, the price is very high, obviously it is to wait for the eyes to come, sell a good price.

Before, come and go, several young people are interested in this wing bone.

After knowing the price, they all left, and they went to the eyes of the main loser.

"Dragon Shadow Carving is one of the few birds and beasts mixed with dragon blood. It is even more remarkable. In addition to dragon blood, it is also mixed with the blood of ghost birds. It can survive to the present, and it is all beautiful. King overlord."

Xiao Chen squatted down and looked at the wing bone, not rushing or whispering.

While speaking, Xiao Chen mingled with the knowledge of the soul and broke into the wing bone.

Hey!

In my mind, a huge black giant sculpture suddenly appeared.

The black giant eagle, between the wings, is full of hundred feet wide. Sticking to the surface of the sea, flying fast, bringing a big wave.

In the wind driven by the wings, there is a hint of screaming in the faint, shocking all directions.

Even more amazing is that the figure of this black giant sculpture is somewhat blurred.

Like the fire of the **** of the gods, between the reality and the phantom, you can see some of the wings of the water flowing through it, like the air, directly through.

It’s true that the goods are really cheap and the stall owners are not lying.

"This little brother, good eyesight."

The stall owner had originally had no eyes and was bright. He thought that Xiao Chen would not know the same goods as other young people.

Unexpectedly, Zhangkou said the magic of the dragon shadow carving.

Xiao Chen’s gods quit and sighed softly: “But unfortunately, although it is strange, it has the ability to partially sculpt. The real attack power is not comparable to the Jiuyi Lei Peng. The ability to blur is not comparable. , the authentic ghost bird."

The owner smiled and was reliable.

This is to bargain.

However, he misunderstood, Xiao Chen really feels a pity, if it is a nine-wing Lei Peng, or an authentic ghost bird, it is very much with his heart.

Stubborn enough.

Not waiting for the main opening, Xiao Chen handed him a space ring directly, no more than a lot of it contained exactly 500,000 yuan in the spirit of jade.

"This... little brother, you are really refreshing."

The stall owner reacted after a half-sound, and did not say a few words, it was achieved.

It’s really unpredictable, and he made some regrets, is the price down?

"Leave step!"

Xiao Chen, who has already collected the dragon shadow carved wing bone, turned to be cautious: "I want to go back."

"No, my old man has always been a good reputation."

The stall owner smiled and said: "I still have one thing, I have never shot, the little brother may wish to take a look."

Time is limited, since the material has been obtained, Xiao Chen has no patience to stay here.

Other treasures, even if they are precious, he can't use them.

"Forget it, let me show it out." Xiao Chen said casually.

The stall owner took out a transparent jade bottle containing blood-like objects. He only took a look, and Xiao Chen’s line of sight could no longer be moved.

The blood seems to be magical, slowly creeping, emitting a strange light.

Xiao Chen came back to see the stranger and said to the stall owner: "This is a drop of pure dragon shadow carving blood, a little curious, you can not kill a dragon shadow sculpture that still exists today."

That is the sea hegemon of the beauty queen. With the strength of this old man, it is not enough to sew it.

What is more important to note is that among the tombs, the strongest is not the level of the Holy Spirit.

I haven’t been a king for hundreds of years.

"The old man, naturally, does not have the ability, this dragon shadow carving blood. It is in the sea of ​​taboos, after the coincidence, it happens to be."

The sea of ​​taboos?

Xiao Chen brows slightly wrinkled, once heard Xiaosuo said, big world.

There are seven seas of taboos, the land of all pirates' dreams, and it is the seven taboos of loneliness floating in the universe.

It is a true pirate strong, in the sea where it is galloping, where is the real star sea.

In my mind, there seems to be any clues. What Xiao Chen thinks of, but can't capture the key points.

"Little brother, what do you think, if you want this dragon shadow carving blood."

Xiao Chen took back his thoughts and shook his head: "No."

Although it is a good thing, Xiao Chen really does not need it.

Refers to the art of carving, it really needs blood, but only need Xiao Chen's own blood.

His Qinglong bloodline is more noble than the dragon shadow carving, and it will be used together. The essence of the dragon shadow carving will definitely be directly assimilated by his own Qinglong essence.

Nothing at all.

The stall owner can’t be mad at the time. Don’t say it early. After a long time, I thought I could make another big business.

I was too lazy to pay attention to the stall owner. Xiao Chen returned to the courtyard with the wing bones.

Enter the secret room, take out the knives and wing bones, and begin to sculpted carefully.

His movements are slow and focused. Every time he goes down, he can find that Xiao Chen's face will be pale.

In a place that is invisible to the naked eye.

In the pool of souls, the blue dragon that represents the soul of Xiao Chen is a little bit bleak.

This is the most serious and painstaking spirit of carving since Xiao Chen entered the world.

Every knife is filled with his soul, the engraving in his hand.

From the first knife, you have the aura, and the inner soul.

Such high-end carvings are also a test for Xiao Chen's engravings.

To his body and soul, it is a test, a little careless, may repel the soul, hurt the source.

Among the secret rooms, Xiao Chen’s movements show a different kind of beauty.

The whole world, as if because of his movements, the passage of time has slowed down.

After a full seven days, Xiao Chen repeatedly spurred seven drops of pure Qinglong blood, his face weak to a terrible point.

Previously, no matter any sculpture, Xiao Chen would only use a drop of blood.

This time, the unprecedented use of seven drops of blood, to the limit of his body can adhere to.

Can do all this, Xiao Chen's weak face, but it is rare to show a relaxed smile.

Enough, the trouble of the wolf smoke pirate group will not be trouble.

In the end, what is carved, he is so sure.