MTL - The Nine Godheads-Chapter 483 "The trough! Out, shipped! Really shipped..."

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"For the low-ranking monks, the silver-bone chasing the tiger is a treasure.

"It's skin, six weapons below the weapon is hard to hurt. Its liver and gallbladder, food can be increased to repair. Its blood, made into a medicated bath, has a miraculous effect on the cultivation of iron skin. Its ribs are the best bowstring. Even its feces, air-dried into powder can make the five or less monsters stunned.

Its bones, soft and soft, are the top materials for polishing weapons - of course, this is the most wasteful and stupid usage.

The essence of the silver bone chasing the wind tiger lies in this silver bone, which is the best material for promoting the five-point silver bone of the meat tire, no one!

In the era of the old man, for this reason, there are many sects who specially confine this kind of monster, which is specially used for the promotion of the five disciples. Do not say anything else, at least in the realm of the five-fold meat, they are all extremely polar! The name of the silver-bone chasing tiger is exactly what it is. ”

“Everyone is a polar world? It’s amazing!”

"But everything has its advantages and disadvantages. As a result, the number of silver-bone chasing tigers has been greatly reduced. It was once on the verge of extinction... coughing and pulling away. In short, you should first give it."

"Yes! Then... old man, how is it? Directly grilled with a bonfire?"

"The fire array is not good. Although the temperature of the fire array is more than enough, it is a spiritual thing. It will only burn the silver bones into ashes. I think, in the ancient times, how did the little guys do it... Yes, It is shot by Xuan Sheng, the body of the technique, melting with real fire..."

"Hey, hello, old man, do you tease me? At this time, where can I find you a mysterious san?"

"Also..." Yin Laomo thought for a moment, and suddenly the flash of light flashed: "Use the Tibetan mastitis! It took so long to raise it. It is time to come in handy."

"good idea!"

In the backyard, after listening to the old devil, after a period of secrets, Hong Xiaobao began to work.

In the Tibetan Mastiffitis, he has been raising the temperature with the bonfire, and he used the Pingtou brother and the two baobao bears as "fire sources", but he did not pay much attention to it. At this point he ran into the beast for a while...

Yes, the barn, which is the old nest of Pingtou.

I am afraid that no one will think that such a valuable thing as the Tibetan Mastiff inflammation, this guy will actually throw it into the barn?

Then carefully open the black stone cover on the top and look at it - good guy! It was only a large soybean inflammatory seed. It has now taken root and has grown a body that is as big as a finger.

"The finger is so big..." Hong Xiaobao choked.

But it is enough.

Put the campfire on the ground and silently remind you of the aura. Just listening to the "Peng", a group of golden-orange smoke rose up and turned into a big golden dragonfly, surrounded by a spark of fire, like a dream.

"It’s really a dream..."

I remembered the scene of the sputum sputum that was dug out of the beast. It was really unforgettable. Hong Xiaobao could not help but sigh.

Suddenly, "Bang", the flat-headed brother in the animal bar is not calm.

I saw it rushing over with both eyes, it seems to be mad. Even the two treasures that have been squatting on the top of Hong Xiaobao’s head are Duobao. At this time, they also watched the roar of the fireworks “唔唔唔”, dancing and dancing, like dancing.

Not only are they embarrassed, but even the mounts raised by the monks in the vicinity are turbulent at this time, and the screaming of "嗷嗷嗷" in the direction of Bao Yunxuan is very moving.

Fortunately, there is a protective store array to isolate the breath, they can not sense the exact direction, otherwise, I am afraid that Bao Yun Xuan will attract the animal tide.

It must be said that the attraction of the Tibetan mastitis to the monster is really unparalleled.

Of course, this scene Hong Xiaobao is invisible.

At this moment, seeing the flat-headed brother rushing over, he raised his hand and threw the two pendants on his head, and then reached out and pressed the flat-headed brother directly to the ground. However, the strength of the earthquake, but also let his body shake.

"Good guy!"

Hong Xiaobao could not help but frown. "The strength has risen again... After a while, I am afraid I have to advance again?"

However, this is a good thing, and there is no reason to refuse.

"It's yours, it's always yours, but Laozi just used it. Are you rushing?"

The fists increased their feet to "consolation" a few words, finally put the three guys to be honest, Hong Xiaobao only removed a silver bone chasing the ribs of the tiger, placed on the Tibetan mastitis.

Not long after, the silver bone began to melt.

It is also very strange to say that the general bones will be blackened first and then grayed out, but this silver tiger bone is not an ordinary road - it melts directly.

The next drop of round water droplets, like mercury, is really a "silver" bone!

"Shipping it!"

Seeing this situation, Hong Xiaobao's spirit was revival, and he quickly transported the aura, and led the waterdrops into the jade bottle that had already been prepared.

Ticking, ticking...

There is a rib with a long arm in the adult. Less than ten pounds, it is only a bottle of silver.

However, the weight is quite heavy, about half a catty.

"Twenty to one, where are the other weights going? Will it be volatilized?" So thinking, Hong Xiaobao once suspected that this silver-bone chasing tiger is suffering from ADHD in children, and old bones are loose?

Yin Lao Mo came out and glanced at him. He said: "The quality is good, better than the old man expected! The Tibetan Mastiff has a miraculous effect on the beast of the beast. Now it is used to refine the tiger bone, but it is no better! ”

To put it bluntly, there is an attribute bonus.

Wen Yan, Hong Xiaobao can not be greatly excited: less is okay, concentration is the essence, hahaha! The skeleton is so big, should it be able to collect a lot?

Thinking about it, he immediately removed the second bone and continued to bake.

嘀嗒, 嘀嗒, 嘀嗒...

In this way, outside Chen Yu, the rice road, they are still dying, and the silver bones inside are reduced one by one.

After a full night, Hong Xiaobao finally refining the skeleton of the silver-bone chasing tiger, and finally only one of the thickest and longest spines.

"It’s finally the turn of this big guy... heart!"

To tell the truth, all the nights of the game, not only to maintain the fireworks of the Tibetan Mastiff, but also to attract silver liquid, Hong Xiaobao is also very tired at this time, as if the body was hollowed out.

But his spirit is very exciting.

Because Yin Laotou said, if there is a golden pulp in the skeleton of the silver-bone chasing tiger, it will definitely be in the spine - no matter humans or monsters, but the golden level of the Jinjin stage must be from the spine first. Start to change.

First, the spine, then spread around, so when the whole body bone marrow has become golden, it means that the six major consummations can be launched into the seventh heavy and soft environment.

Originally, Hong Xiaobao intended to refine himself from the spine from the beginning, but think about it, he still dispelled this idea.

Just like playing cards, the last stud is often the most exciting. If you showdown at the beginning, what if you lose? Do you want to play behind?

"Less nonsense, a broken bone only, it is not a baby, hurry!" Yin old magical style is very disdainful.

"Oh, good!"

After a short break, the Tibetan mastitis was once again taking off.

Seeing that the spine with a length of more than three meters melted a little bit, the silver liquid in the bottle increased by a drop, and the blink of an eye was refining half of it. Hong Xiaobao’s heart began to slowly pick up.

Have a golden marrow?

No gold marrow?

Have a golden marrow?

No gold marrow?

This mood is like a gambling stone, don't mention more heart.

In the chanting of the blasphemy, the golden light flashed in the flames. Very faint golden light, but very dazzling. Mixed in the orange Tibetan plague, it is also as prominent as a firefly in the night.

"The trough! Out, shipped! Really shipped..." Hong Xiaobao suddenly exclaimed with excitement.

Big, big, big, big!

Blow the edges and blow the edges!

- Players blackjack, pass kill!

Yay! Won!

- At this moment, Hong Xiaobao's mood is probably like this. I only feel that the expectation of one night has finally been reported.

At this point, I saw that the golden pulp was flowing more and more, and gradually formed a streamline that was as big as the hair. Hong Xiaobao took out an empty jade bottle and was about to extradite it. Who knows that at this time, the difference is steep!

It was as if an invisible hand was stirring, and the flowing stream of the golden pulp suddenly stood still, and then hovered and turned into a thumb-sized ball.

Between the time, the Tibetan mastitis suddenly rose by three feet.

Followed by -

Roar!

A translucent silver bone chasing the wind and stood up in the flame.

"The trough! What is this operation! Is this an illusion, or is your old family relative?" Hong Xiaobao could not help but be surprised.

This translucent silver bone chasing the wind tiger is clearly a soul body. I will mix it with the old man all day, and I will never admit it.

Yin Lao Mo: "..."

"roll!"

Then I only heard the sound of "吼", and the flame suddenly changed into various illusions.

Obviously, it can be seen that it is the picture of the silver bones before the death of the tiger. In the picture, it is fighting another tiger-shaped monster, and finally the slap of the head smashed the skull and died.

And the monster is actually...

"Five or five Zhang Qing Lei!"

Hong Xiaobao’s mouth suddenly became as big as a fist.

What is it like? Is this? The stall owner is not saying that a mountain can not accommodate two tigers, unless one male and one female? How did the murderer suddenly become a five-foot thunder?

"Wow, hahahaha, good five feet, brother really didn't hurt you!"

After returning to God, Hong Xiaobao could not help but laugh out loudly: "It seems that this is God's will! If that is the case, then the brother will be welcome. Go back and ask you to eat delicious, hahahaha..."

At this time, the soul of the silver-bone chasing tiger seemed to hear his voice, suddenly snarled and rushed over. It looks like it is going to kill the master of Hong Xiaobao and avenge himself.

"roll!"

Hong Xiaobao put away his laughter and immediately patted his head back. As a result, his hand suddenly softened and his legs followed softly. Finally, the whole person fell softly to the ground.

It was discovered that the aura in his body was pouring out like a deadlock, and he was not under control. In this way, even if there is no threat of chasing the soul of the tiger, he will be drained by the Tibetan mastitis in the morning and evening.

"Old man, help! Don't shoot again, your good guys will be drained!"

At a critical juncture, Hong Xiaobao shouted without hesitation and asked for help from Yin Lao De.

"The interest..."

Yin Lao devil scorned a sentence, and then smiled at the silver bones chasing the wind: "There is a remnant soul, but also dare to do it?! In this case, the old man is also welcome!"

Say five fingers.

The next moment, the silver-bone chasing tiger suddenly disappeared silently... Oh no, not disappeared, but was given by the Yin Lao De...

Swallowed!

Yes, it’s swallowed directly, and it’s not chewed.

——The same is the soul body, the silver bone chasing the wind tiger in the face of God blocking the killing Buddha, the Buddha blocking the killing of the evil old devil, defeated.

Hong Xiaobao: "..."

I don't know if it is illusory, he always feels that the soul of the Yin old demon seems to have become more solid.

Until everything was back to normal, the Yin old devil slowly retracted his hand, then licked his mouth and uttered a sentence:

"The taste is good, it is less..."

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