In the center of this ring, a dark red gem is inlaid with some misty air, which is filled with misty air. These airflows keep moving. If you stare for a long time, it seems that there is some strange power to absorb the human mind.

There were whispers in my ears, like a murmur from a person being locked in a confined room.

Chen Hao was shocked and asked hesitantly: "Is there already a spirit here?"

"Of course." Qiao Yi nodded, "I have fallen from a hero in the Dianli Sect to this point. Naturally, every resource around me must be fully utilized. How could there be a reason to get the beast ring but put it on the shelf? Every monster spirit can add a little bit of strength to our sect. If these spirits were not used to deal with the demon clan, I would have released them all when the demons besieged the mountain gate."

Chen Hao frowned when he heard this, and the breath from the beast ring in his hand gradually became stronger, as if the imprisoned thing inside wanted to break through the iron cage, making a low bang sound. His face turned suspicious and said coldly: "Since it is the beast ring that has already been filled with things, what's the use of giving it to me? Don't you hear that the Golden Palace does not allow the two masters, the Lingxiu Mountain Tiger King, put the two together and let them fight?"

He snorted coldly, and tried to throw back the beast ring in his hand, and he felt a little impatient with Qiao Yi in front of him.

"Don't, let me explain!" Qiao Yi saw this scene and quickly spoke out to stop him.

He suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "Your Excellency has misunderstood me. I just saw that the spirit of the monster on the ground was full of divine light, and it seemed to have endless potential, but its aura was a little sluggish. It should have been severely damaged in the fight just now, so he gave a ring of beasts with the spirit that was already in it."

Qiao Yi turned his sleeves and took out a beast ring in his hand again. While rubbing the fine patterns carved on it, he sighed: "These monster spirits are not only spiritual materials for alchemy, but also the best choice for weapon spirits. If you use some means to cultivate them, you can also help the monks fight against the enemy. Every appearance will cause people to fight. The demon clan that condenses monster spirits is equivalent to the monks who have achieved the Nascent Soul. I have already become in decline. Even these beast rings are left by the previous generation. You have great kindness to us, so I gave you one."

Chen Hao nodded, his eyes flashed, and he couldn't guess whether this person was saying true or not, but after hearing this, the anger in his heart was reduced a little. He looked up and saw the other party pointing at the golden light curtain that was still surging on the ground, and then defending his gift.

"This monster spirit is condensed by the drum beating demon before. This monster was inherited from ancient times. Although its bloodline has become very thin, it still has unlimited potential after forming the monster spirit. If it is refined into a sword spirit, its power will probably skyrocket and it will immediately trigger the storm."

"But this beast's spirit was severely damaged, and it would have to be warmed up to penetrate into the copper furnace burning with the raging earth fire, otherwise it would be wiped out in an instant. No matter how extraordinary your bloodline is, it would not help. Only by devouring the essence in the beast ring I gave you can recover some of the previous trauma and greatly shorten the time it would turn into spiritual materials in the heaven and earth."

"So that's it." Chen Hao nodded in a vague way, thought about it and asked again: "What is the method of manipulating this ring? You can hand it over to me together!"

He didn't hesitate. He could tell whether it was true or false. He tried it and started to pick up the method that Qiao Yi said in the air, and his fingertips were swaying like open fire, and he gently touched the red gem on the beast ring.

When he was about to touch the gem, the fingertip suddenly blew over like a butterfly, and afterimages gathered into a talisman and flew into the ring. The low murmur sound that had resounded in the ears stopped abruptly, replaced by a terrifying wail.

A moment later, the talisman reappeared in the air, with a red shadow wrapped in the middle of the talisman, like a small insect bound in a spider web struggling endlessly.

Unlike the golden light curtain on the ground, this is a monster spirit with a clear appearance. It has a pair of sharp palates on its fiery red and ferocious head, and countless barbs on its eight legs, shining with cold lights, which makes people frightened.

"Is this an ant?" Chen Hao asked hesitantly, but he had never seen a size like a washbasin. It was indeed worthy of being a demon clan that condensed the spirit with a climate pill. He sighed, "The spirit is generally smaller than the body of a monster. From this, we can guess how terrifying the body of this ant is, I am afraid it is not to catch up with the tiger and leopard.

"This is a fire crystal ant." Qiao Yi added, "This kind of ants lives in the surging crater, and is named after the fire crystal condensed there. The fire crystal ant that achieves essence is extremely powerful. When the upper jaw clamps are clamped, even a bite of good magic weapon will be smashed. Unfortunately, although all the ancestors of the Li Sect are powerful, they can intimidate this beast within a few moves and extract the essence. However, the inheritance is only the ring of the beast left, and the monster itself is unknown."

"However, although this beast has a fierce habit, its potential is far less than the drum beating demon just now. I will take it out and let you dissolve its origin and achieve the foundation of the former."

Suddenly, Qiao Yi closed his mouth, a little bit of his mind and mind came out of his body, and sent a piece of martial arts from afar. Although Chen Hao and the other three were his fellow disciples, he did not want everyone to know about this method.

Chen Hao noticed a breath of mind hovering around his body, and he let his mind go without saying a word, letting this person's consciousness enter. After a while, a beautiful article condensed in his mind. The beginning of the article was a subtle meaning, every word was gems, and it also carried a stream of ancient and desolate aura. It should not be a technique created by ancient people.

Xiao Qian's Wan Chong Slave Beast Art? Chen Hao looked at the name of this technique and murmured in his heart. Suddenly, his consciousness condensed slightly, and he realized that there were still comments in the technique, as if he was commenting on this technique.

"Beasts are ignorant things. Apart from the innate nurturing creatures, even if there are those who forcibly open their spiritual consciousness to achieve spiritual spirit, they will eventually be used by us humans. The ancestor created this technique and helped our disciples with a big arm. From this, it can be seen that this sect will surely prosper..." - Wu Aoxuan, the head of the 37th generation, notes.

The 37th generation? Chen Hao took a breath of cold air. If Qiao Yi in front of him did not lie, then there had been nearly a hundred generations of time before Wu Aoxuan left comments. From this calculation, Li Zong did have tens of thousands of years of ancient inheritance.

However, Wu Aoxuan guessed that Li Zong would prosper forever, but he never expected the scene of the sect at this time. The mountain gate was just a small hill, and the little power he had finally accumulated was almost completely destroyed by the monster that he regarded as an ignorant thing.

Chen Hao sighed and integrated the technique of the little slave beast in his mind, but he always felt a little incomplete. He thought that Qiao Yi secretly kept his hand when he passed it on with his consciousness. He was afraid that he would learn it all. He couldn't help but feel a little regretful. This technique was amazing and gave him the feeling that it was no less than the ancient scriptures he passed on from the Buddha Land. If he had the chance, he would definitely try his best to get the complete version of this technique. However, at this moment, he had no excuses or reasons to take action, so he had to throw this thought behind his mind for the time being.

His eyebrows trembled, releasing a stream of heat. But this man didn't know whether he was determined or had another secret method, so he could not catch any thoughts. Before he could use the slave beast technique to cast spells against the golden light curtain on the ground, he heard Qiao Yi sighing, which made him feel trembling. He was guilty of retracting the thoughts that came out of his body back to his eyebrows, and pricking up his ears to listen to the other party's words.

"You may also realize that this is not done. You must be complaining in your heart that Qiao deliberately hid the core part?"

"What!" Chen Hao was shocked and said in his heart that the monk in front of him also had the magical power to capture other people's thoughts, so why didn't he hit his mind at once? He reluctantly calmed down and laughed dryly and defended, "What's the matter! Master Qiao has thought too much."

Qiao Yi smiled and stopped arguing. He suddenly became a little melancholy, sighing endlessly, and sighed: "If this technique is complete, as long as you practice enough, you can conquer the monsters that achieve the star core to the Great Chengdu. The latter is equivalent to the people who achieve the souls of the Taoist sect. In addition to various magical powers and magic, the physical strength is even a few points higher than that of the physical cultivators who fight day and night. But now you can only deal with the spirits of some monsters after being damaged from the body. This is the fire crystal ant you see. Although the scales are strong and sound, when you subdue, you may have lost your arms and broken legs, and your breath is even worse than the golden light curtain on the ground."

Chen Hao was so fascinated by the hearing, and at the same time he felt very sorry for the lack of this skill. However, in his body, there was a karma fire in which Master Zangkong burned out thousands of blood mud and dissolved billions of evil energy to refine it. Although it was still a bit short of the time, he was not afraid of the inner demons that would be born from it by practicing a broken technique.

He snorted coldly, stretched out his one arm, and his fingertips were filled with green lights. His five fingers were spinning, trying to draw out the trajectory described in the air, but he saw light interlaced, flowing in his palm to form a light blue thorn cage.

"Okay!" Qiao Yi, who was standing beside him, praised him repeatedly, "Your Excellency has a high understanding, but he has achieved something in just a short time."

However, Chen Hao's mind was already placed on the thorn cage in front of him. He felt the sharp edges hidden inside him. Once it was shot, he would release a stream of divine power that was imprisoned. It was indeed a technique to trap the enemy.
Chapter completed!