Holy-lighted War God

"Let me devour it a little more and follow a poor bastard like you. I don't know how long it will take for this Yin Yang Lake to fill up again." The Sovereign Pagoda's lazy voice came out, seemingly excited, with a trace of disdain.

Ling Yun was so angry that his nose was crooked, at the same time, he was stomping his feet, "Don't swallow it, otherwise Soaring Cloud Empire will really be killed by you."

"This won't do, Soaring Cloud Empire and Uncle aren't even worth a dime, I swallowed all of this for your own good. Your cultivation is so low, following you is really embarrassing the Uncle." The Sovereign Pagoda had no intention to stop at all, and its devouring speed became even faster.

Ling Yun's face darkened, the veins on his face throbbed, f * ck, I'm probably the most miserable person in the world, to be looked down upon by a spirit of artifact.

"Don't continue to devour, I'm going to an ancient ruin in half a month's time. I'll follow you there and devour everything." Ling Yun said with a darkened face. He knew that the Sovereign Pagoda could directly devour the world's spirit energy from the void, so he was not worried about anyone noticing anything amiss.

"No way!" The Sovereign Pagoda obviously hesitated for a moment, but then firmly refused. After being in silence for so many years, it wanted to display its divine might at every moment.

But it was just a spirit of artifact, it had to be driven by its master, but Ling Yun's cultivation was too low, even if it was sucked dry, it could not activate the Sovereign Pagoda.

Therefore, it had to think of a way to help Ling Yun increase his cultivation quickly.

Ling Yun heard the spirit of the tower's slight hesitation and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Since he was hesitating, then there was hope for this bastard to stop. He clenched his teeth and said: "I'll give you ten million spirit Stone!"

In any case, he would not suffer a loss. No matter how much the Sovereign Pagoda absorbed, it would be used on him in the end. In particular, the Sovereign Pagoda could perfectly devour the spirit energy within the spirit Stone and would not be wasted at all.

Furthermore, the speed at which he absorbed the Spirit Liquid was much faster than that of the spirit Stone.

However, spirit of the tower were spirit of the tower s. Even if they had consciousness and became a special life form, who knows how many years they had lived for.

It only wanted Ling Yun to quickly raise his strength, so that it could show off its might.

"Give me the 40 million on you!" The spirit of the tower Lion opened his mouth wide.

"20 million!" Just like how he placed the things in his left hand in his right hand, they were all his. However, he had to use it, there were many precious things that needed to be bought with the spirit Stone.

"30 million!" The Sovereign Pagoda bargained.

"Twenty-five million is not much. Any more is not enough." Ling Yun clenched his teeth and said.

"Alright!" The Sovereign Pagoda was determined, as if it had won the battle, and sent out happy thoughts, just like a happy child.

During the bargaining time, the Sovereign Pagoda had devoured a lot of energy. According to Ling Yun's estimation, there should be around twenty million spirit Stone, without even needing to guess, it was obvious that the Sovereign Pagoda had just increased its devouring speed.

What he did not know was that the Yin Yang Spirit Liquid was purer than he had imagined. In that short period of time just now, they had not consumed the spirit energy contained within the twenty million spirit Stone, but more than thirty million.

But luckily, after a while of bargaining, the Sovereign Pagoda stopped devouring the spirit energy from the dragon pond, and started devouring the spirit energy that was floating in the void. This caused them to heave a long sigh of relief, their eyes were filled with lingering fear, and the things they were worried about, did not happen.

However, when they thought about the sixty to seventy million spirit Stone that had disappeared without a trace, they felt a wave of pain.

But the final beneficiary of all this — Ling Yun, was filled with unhappiness …