Take the crystal ring in Li Meng's hand, the power it contains is amazing. Even if it is consumed, as long as you are around the "sacred tree", you can slowly replenish it.

It can be said that once the banshees possess this ring, they will instantly gain powerful "power".

One is not enough, plus love Moore, there are thirteen banshees, in order to deal with the upcoming battle, all banshees must be armed.

Putting the crystal ring on the stake, Li Meng looked up.

On the tree wall above, Li Meng was looking for his target.

Although the strength of golden gems is weaker than that of white gems, this weakness is only in the quality of the elements. In terms of "quantity", golden gems with large faces contain more golden elements and are more majestic.

Choosing the twelve largest golden gems, Li Meng's mind moved, and the majestic mental power suddenly swept out.

In the sky, with the twisting of the air, the tree wall from which the twelve golden gems were separated floated above Li Meng's head.

Under the impetus of mental power, the golden gems the size of the basin began to rotate, very fast.

Compared to white gems, the compression of golden gems is undoubtedly easier.

Even so, the twelve gems were compressed at the same time, even Li Meng felt the limit, and the output of mental power was already loaded.

I don't know how long it took, maybe one day, maybe two days.

On top of Li Meng's head, the twelve gems shrouded in golden brilliance suddenly shone with a strong light, and then instantly retracted.

When the golden light disappeared, twelve huge rings suddenly appeared, and they hovered above Li Meng's head in a circle.

The vast project is finally over.

With a sigh of relief, Li Meng waved his hand, and the twelve gold rings slowly fell on the stump.

At this point, these thirteen rings are considered to be gathered.

Looking at the thirteen quietly lying rings on the stump, Li Meng smiled with satisfaction.

Although very fortunate, it is worth it.

The only thing that made Li Meng uncomfortable was probably the consumption of mental power.

The power contained in the ring is really amazing. It is impossible to control it without strong mental power.

Even Li Meng felt a little pressure.

The slight tingling sensation in his head let Li Meng know that he was also reaching his limit.

With a light wave, thirteen rings on the stump all flew into Li Meng's sleeve.

It is impossible to carry real objects in the ascension. There is only one way to go out.

Seeing Baimang flashed, Li Meng, who was originally beside the stump, disappeared suddenly.

Almost at the same time, in the camp of the gorgeous camp on the plain outside, Li Meng's figure appeared.

In the camp, Li Meng looked around.

The huge camp was empty and empty.

Amore is not there, and the banshees are not there anymore.

On the main seat, Li Meng sat on the ground, his expression very calm.

Obviously, he has been away a bit longer.

But it won't be too long, because Li Meng in the camp can hear the familiar noise on the plain outside.

The only thing he needs to do now is to wait, and he is already tired.

At this moment, the curtain of the camp was opened, and Amore, dressed in a golden robe, walked in.

When she saw Li Meng on the main seat, her expression was obviously taken aback, and then she became happy.

"Master! You are finally back."

Love Moore's footsteps, Li Meng had already noticed.

Facing the delighted gaze, Li Meng asked: "How long have I been there?"

Before coming to the theme, Ai Moore said: "It has been two days."

Seeing the little figure on the main seat, Ai Moore was happy.

Although the owner said clearly when he left, waiting for him to return.

But seeing the war is coming, the master disappeared, which made her very worried, and the sisters were also worried.

The master is their only hope. If the master is gone, their tribe will only be destroyed.

Two days?

That said, the army of the Golden Wing Saint King is about to arrive.

Looking at the door curtain, Li Meng asked Ai Moore: "Where are they?"

Of course Ai Moore knows who they are.

"The war is coming, and the bodies of the ancestors need to be protected. I asked them to return to the royal court to deal with them. They should be back soon.

King Court?

It should be the city of gold outside.

Patting the blanket next to him, Li Meng said, "Come and sit down."

Ai Moore moved when he heard the words, and the huge figure sat down gently beside Li Meng.

Looking down at the master beside him, Ai Moore said softly: "Master! Are you tired? If you are tired, go to sleep for a while."

From that thin face, Ai Moore saw fatigue.

Although I don't know where the master has gone, Ai Moore knows that the master is so tired, it should be for their tribe.

With the consumption of mental energy transition, Li Meng really needs to rest.

Leaning gently against Ai Moore, Li Meng closed his eyes.

Seeing the owner who was leaning on him, Ai Moore was startled.

Then he set off gently, changed the direction of his sitting posture, and put the small figure beside him on his lap.

Looking at the owner quietly, Ai Moore looked at the owner's appearance carefully for the first time.

A little small, a little thin, seemingly ordinary, but with unimaginable power.

Ai Moore is very curious, what kind of race the owner is so similar to them.

Except for the lack of feathers, they also have strong claws, and are no different from their banshees in other places. Of course, they also have a body shape.

In Ai Moore's cranky thoughts, time passed bit by bit.

In the underground space, although there is no difference between night and day, there is also a time for work and rest every day.

The work and rest time in the underground space is contrasted with shimmering plants.

In a day, the light emitted by the shimmering plants is strong or weak. When it is weak, the underground space will fall into dimness. This is the time for rest, that is, the night on the surface. When the light becomes stronger, it is equivalent to Daytime on the surface.

I don't know how long it took, when the shimmering plants on the plain were emitting the brightest light, the banshees finally returned.

With a faint sound of footsteps outside the camp, the curtain was lifted open, and golden figures walked in.

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