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Indeed, the spiritual race is extremely precious. The old man's spirit can save three spiritual races, which is indeed a great contribution.

Ji Wufeng asked, "Do you still have the means to save the spirit clan?"

The old man whispered, "What's so strange about this? The spiritual race was created by me."

What?

Ji Wufeng looked unbelievable, but he quickly let go. The spiritual race was able to communicate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the Enlightenment Heavenly Mechanism Tree was the spiritual root of heaven and earth, which can be said to be one of the sources of heaven and earth's spiritual energy.

The Spirit Clan was created. Apart from the Heavenly Intellectual Tree, who can do such a thing?

Ji Wufeng said: "No, isn't the spirit clan related to the Dragon Lord?"

Lingxi said it very clearly that the spiritual race appeared in the era of the Dragon Lord and was created by the Dragon Lord.

"You boy..."

Halfway through the old man's sarcasm, he glanced at Ji Wufeng and said, "That boy, if it weren't for me, could I recreate the glory of the human race?" It turned out that in the era of the Dragon Lord, the two sides had already met. In order to quickly enhance the strength of the human race, the Enlightenment Heavenly Magic Tree created the spiritual race, and helped the Dragon Lord create a large number of human race strong men in a short period of time, which made the clan rise strongly.

rise.

Ji Wufeng had a sudden inspiration and said, "Since that's the case, then you can help me create some more and make him one billion or eight billion."

One billion or eighty billion spiritual races are equivalent to one billion or eighty billion or even several times the innate spiritual bodies. Once all of them grow, they will be enough to sweep across all worlds.

The old man stubbornly said with a dark face: "What do you think? Do you think the spirit race can be created at will? That requires extremely harsh conditions and is not available at the moment."

Just think about it, if the Spirit Clan could be created casually, the Heavenly Intellectual Tree of Enlightenment would have been created a large number of them long ago. What if it still has to wait until now?

Ji Wufeng gave up this idea and asked: "What is your injury now? Is there no combat power at all?"

The clone of the Enlightenment Heavenly Mechanism Tree is so useless. Ji Wufeng feels so painful no matter how he thinks.

The old man spread his hands and said, "It's gone, that black thing is chasing me. In desperation, I spent all my skills before I escaped here, otherwise I would have died."

He fought with the mysterious black mist, but ended up being defeated and fled in panic. Because the unique aura of the Enlightenment Heavenly Magic Tree left him without any escape. In order to survive, he dispersed all his skills and thus concealed his breath.

Ji Wufeng looked depressed and regretful, and said angrily: "You are ruined, why are you still coming to me for? If that black thing is chasing you, wouldn't you deliberately push me into the fire pit?"

The old man's spirit suddenly stared at Ji Wufeng and smiled embarrassedly: "But there is no way to restore my skills."

Ji Wufeng's eyes lit up and said, "What method? Do you need a spiritual fruit? Come on, you will have no problem raising you to death."

As long as the old man's spirit recovers, Ji Wufeng believes that when he encounters the mysterious black fog, he can almost walk sideways and immediately prepare to clear the Qiankun bag.

The Enlightenment of Heavenly Magic Tree is the spiritual root of heaven and earth, and is also respected as a holy medicine. It is the source of the spiritual objects of heaven and earth. With him, are you still worried about not having any spiritual medicine?

The old man shook his head and said, "Your spiritual fruits can only fill my stomach at most. If you want to restore my skills, it is impossible."

"What do you need?"

"Your blood."

The old man pointed at Ji Wufeng and said, "You have the power of dragon blood, which is the power of innate, and only innate things can help me."

"No problem, how much do you want? I'll give it to you now!"

Ji Wufeng immediately took out a knife and was about to cut his palm and contribute his blood.

The old man calculated by counting his fingers: "Ten kilograms, ten kilograms a day, and it should be almost the same in a year."

Ji Wufeng's eyes turned black and the knife was not cut off, so he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Damn, it’s ten kilograms a day, and it’s still one year. Are you healing your injuries or committing suicide?

Immediately, I shouted in anger: "Huanyan, throw him out!"

However, despite saying so, Ji Wufeng still cut his palm and blood gushed out.

Ji Wufeng's blood turned into a blood mist in the air, and light suddenly bloomed behind the old man's spirit, and the shadow of the crooked tree appeared.

The roots of the crooked tree extended out like tentacles, quickly absorbing the blood mist.

At the same time, a powerful aura suddenly burst out from the old man's spirit's body, which was the aura of the Enlightenment Heavenly Magic Tree. He was right, Ji Wufeng's blood could indeed help him recover.

The old man shouted excitedly: "Come again, come again, it's not enough. It's only half a pound, it's still far from it. I need at least ten pounds!"

Ji Wufeng said with a dark face: "That's all, do you want it?"

Although I really want to help the old man recover his semen, it is impossible to require so much blood. Ten kilograms a day, and before he can recover, Ji Wufeng died first.

The old man smacked his mouth and said, "Okay, then help me find more innate things in the future. Although the taste is a bit bad, it's just right."

Ji Wufeng immediately exploded and said angrily: "Your uncle, do you want my blood if you have any other way?"

The old man smiled embarrassedly and said, "Haha, isn't this your blood more effective? Besides, it can help me recover, but you have a great opportunity."

"I took advantage of me and said something here. Huanyan, please beat him for me and flip it over!"

"No, don't, I know I'm wrong, boy...Brother, I know I'm wrong, I'm never dared..."

If you just want something innate, it is not easy, but the difficulty is still much lower than that.

Just like Ming Hongyan’s bloodline of war foxes, isn’t it the innate power?

If you find a bloodline of war foxes, keep it delicious and delicious, and put some blood every day, it can also satisfy the elderly's semen.

Of course, Ji Wufeng would not have attacked Ming Hongyan, but he thought of someone, that is Ming Qian, who was killed by him before.

Although Ming Qian’s bloodline of war foxes is not his, there must be a real bloodline of war foxes.

No need to guess, the bloodline of the war fox must be related to the General's Mansion. It is not a wise move to provoke the General's Mansion now, but it is worth taking a risk for the sake of the old man's spirit.
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