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Especially at the end, there is also a sacrifice function.

Auxiliary Lingbao can sacrifice its own cultivation or aura or the essence of life, and treat or even renew the other spiritual treasure or owner.

This ability is enhanced by the growth of the auxiliary Lingbao.

The illusion is a breath of cold, this skill is too bad.

She began to suspect that the people behind the sand tower arranged their own mothers? This is simply a tailor-made opportunity for yourself.

Still, is this just a coincidence?

But anyway, this kind of anti-day skills, it is really stupid to not learn!

If you don’t think much, the illusion will drag the two spirits over and practice together.

I don't know how long it took. The two Lingbao's strengths in the tower are so fast, and the aura of their own body is also faint and eager to move. It seems that they want to advance.

The illusion is full of vigilance. After she enters this secret environment, the opportunity is constant and the promotion is constant.

But this is too easy to get the chance, let her be vigilant, no longer dare to advance to the ranks.

The promotion is too fast, the mood is not keeping up, it is easy to get out of the heart.

In this secret world, I don’t know what to face in the next second. It’s too dangerous to be out of my heart, that is, Moya is not around.

So she suppressed the spiritual power.

Wait until the two Lingbao will practice the rehearsal once again, the tacit understanding is exactly the same.

The top of the tower suddenly split and a golden light shrouded.

When the illusion is in front of the flower, nothing can be seen.

When the illusion turned into the ninth floor, Jimo had not known how long it was on the ninth floor.

In this tower, one character at a time is used to give insight to Jimo.

From bottom to top, the nine floors are the highest level, a total of nine words.

Words are full of murderousness, sweeping the power of the army.

Every time he comprehends a word, his cultivation is a step closer.

After the ninth word is understood, the aura that permeates down the top of the tower is almost essential. After being sucked into the body by Jimo, he closes his eyes and adjusts.

When all the auras are refining, and so on, Moya opens his eyes, and the eyes are introverted, and the whole person's momentum is restrained.

Almost has returned to the point of returning to the truth.

Look at the beginning, with ordinary Junxiu son.

Jimo smiled a little, and he woke up at this moment, it was already the late Mingxu division.

At the moment he stepped into the Xuanling division, the top of the tower showed a ray of light, shrouded him and sucked it up.

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Jinbo is vast.

The golden light is a golden cloud, the cloud is steaming, the sky is brilliant, and the horizon is infinite.

The illusion of the face, which seems to have traction, came to the front of a fairy palace.

When she arrived, on the other hand, there was also a person who stepped in, the familiar figure, the grace of Guanghua, the elegant temperament... that is the ink!

At that time, Moya saw the illusion, and the smog of ink and smog flashed, and there were unexpected surprises.

"Little girl, yes, even enlightened the ninth floor of the sand tower, the harvest is not small?"

The illusion of a pair of phoenix eyes shines brightly, clear and radiant, especially the smile is beautiful, when you see the end of the ink, the whole person is like a blooming flower.

"Well, both Lingbao have learned a good combat skills, small leaves, piglets, come out and show our grandfather..."

Our grandfather... the sky is clear and the air is cold and comfortable.

The interest of small leaves and piglets is obviously not as high as the illusion, but it is only lazy to cope with a scene, each of them cast a warfare technique, and went back to their space Lingbao practice room.