The Bald Monk in the City

As can be seen from the specifications of the beam of light, there is no doubt that this is the style that a real artifact should have.

And it shouldn't have a master now, after all, a master will not give feedback if he is watching his life.

Unless its holder is weak and outrageous...

Yi Qiu squinted his eyes slightly, naturally he wouldn't be confused by the beam of light given by the artifact.

His gaze was placed beyond the golden beam of light: the ominous black that was as strong as an abyss, this was the first time Yi Qiu had seen this kind of bad luck.

Even Yi Qiu smelled a few familiar sacred auras that were the supreme power that the deity mastered.

If Yi Qiu's guess is correct, at least several gods are watching this artifact closely.

The artifact is like the pasture thrown by the shepherd to the shepherd, as long as the shepherd in a circle is qualified to fight for this rich delicacy.

Although the vicious dogs in the circle next door can't eat the forage, it is undoubtedly they don't want to see the shepherd eat the forage and become stronger.

All in all, there is now the deepest mud pit, and all kinds of forces are jumping down.

"how?"

Ferre-Sila looked at Yi Qiu who stared at the void and couldn't help but said.

"That's not our stage..."

Yi Qiu touched his bald head and said.

A green dragon nestling in the virgin forest knew the news of the artifact, and Yi Qiu felt that there must be various battles hidden in the sun.

That is not a field he is familiar with, and he does not want to participate in this complicated situation.

His primary goal now is to achieve the legend, and other things are secondary.

Death in the comprehensive network will only cause weakness in the soul, but the gods have the ability to trace the network line to their hometown...

"In fact, I don't have a strong demand for artifacts."

"If you are not reconciled, I can help you point out the possible general direction."

Yi Qiu looked at Feiler-Sila and said.

"No... I know my level. It is undoubtedly foolish for a young dragon to fight for what a group of ancient dragons covet."

Ferre-Sila looked at Yi Qiu, who was continuing to practice skin cramping activities familiarly.

Of course she was moved, but looking at Yi Qiu's indifferent expression, it seemed to have infected her to a certain extent and made her calm down.

Sometimes, it's not that people have insufficient intelligence.

But in the face of great temptation, the role of intelligence is sometimes not as useful as people think.

Or to put it simply: lunatic.

"This is the drop of that green dragon... it seems to have a lot of resentment towards you."

Ferre-Sila threw a seemingly gray spar to Yi Qiu. After Yi Qiu took it, his palms stained with dragon blood instantly dyed the spar bright red, and Yi Qiu's retina was refreshed. Out of item information:

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Konakis's grudge:

Type: Last wish props (you can receive the corresponding last wish mission after using it)

Item level: 15

Last wish task:

Konakis's grievances before his death converged into an unwilling dragon soul, and it vowed to put its experience to other creatures.

Mission requirements: kill the opponent before the completion of the expression event of the creature begging for mercy (0/10)

Quest reward: unwilling to dragon soul (one of the materials for making necromancer

Yi Qiu took a look and put it directly into his backpack. He had already done the last wish mission once.

He vaguely remembers being dropped by a very persistent druid, whose purpose was to try to guide him to treat nature more harmoniously.

But after all, the values ​​of the two are very different, and Yi Qiu can now recall it because he has always been wearing the plumage of the great bird.

"Let's go to the Dragon's Den, maybe I can get some gold back."

After quickly tearing the green dragon apart, Yi Qiu washed the sticky dragon blood on his hands and said to Feller-Sila.

Although all these spoils belong to Yi Qiu from the contract, Yi Qiu is not so stingy about things other than magic items.

After saying that, Yi Qiu grabbed Fei Le Shila, and then flew toward the huge old tree that the green dragon flew out in the billowing black mist!

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"vomit……"

Looking at Feller Sheila who was gagging at the entrance of Longxue, Yi Qiu's expression was somewhat innocent.

Ferre-Sila wasn't because of Yi Qiu's flying skills or fear of heights, but simply because Yi Qiu's hands were torn apart the green dragon and the strong stench caused her to suffer tons of smells.

Dragon blood is very smelly, which has nothing to do with the active energy particles rich in it.

Therefore, dragon blood ink needs to be processed by magic techniques, and it is not very reliable to directly use dragon blood as ink or material.

"This dragon's den seems to be a little different from what I imagined..."

After breathing in the fresh air outside for a while, Feller-Sila, who was back to normal, looked at the various minerals piled up in this huge tree hole and said with subtle expressions.

For the dragon hunters, the dragon lair is a place of very special significance, and it occupies a strong color in the inheritance records of the dragon hunters.

But now, Feller-Sila, who entered the Dragon's Den for the first time, only received a lot of frustration:

The golden ocean shining with the enchanting light of gold coins and the colorful gems in the record have become so far away.

At this moment, Ferre-Sila deeply realized the fact that it is not only race and age that distinguish dragons, but also rich and poor...

Yi Qiu glanced around, and unexpectedly found a faint golden light gleaming amidst the ore that had not disappeared.

Yi Qiu used Shi'e to roughly pull apart the mineral pile that had been crushed by the green dragon and found a piece of what looked like a blue spar.

Yi Qiu stretched out his hand and picked it up. With the feeling of coldness, a piece of item information refreshed in his retina:

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The mark of the three-headed dog:

Item type: blood material (race-limited canine)

item description:

This is the blood mark left by a three-headed dog before returning to the Styx~www.readwn.com~ after being used on a qualified creature, it can inherit the blood of the three-headed dog. "

The three-headed dog is a kind of mythological monster with far-reaching spread. They are often active in the passage between the material world and the underworld.

The three-headed dog is between the living and the dead. It can walk freely in the material world and the underworld, and can bite the enemy's soul.

It feeds on the soul, but it has flesh and blood.

Some teachers like to use this monster as a defensive creature in the laboratory or the mage tower, because the life span of the three-headed dog is extremely long, and some can even survive for tens of thousands of years.

Of course, the strength and longevity of the three-headed dog originate from the soul.

Without sufficient soul as nourishment, a three-headed dog is no better than a griffon.

Yi Qiu touched his bald head, and when he saw this, he suddenly remembered the white wolf that he had raised in the decaying city...