Chapter 6 Eight Treasures of Art

"What a miracle! The 'Thunder Cloud Grid', which originally needed the cooperation of two thinkers to produce, has now been made out by you alone!" Bazhen's huge fish mouth muttered. Damn, this is the secret of the Huangquan hunter!"

"What thunder cloud power grid?" Fang Xin couldn't understand Bazhen's words.

"Ordinary thinkers can only master two spiritual forces at most, and one of them can only be used as weak auxiliary spiritual forces. Therefore, ordinary spiritual people can only make a spiritual attack at the same time, otherwise the spiritual power in their bodies may cause conflicts and explode to death!"

"And there are thousands of changes in spiritual power. When two different spiritual forces are combined, the resulting moves and attack power will be very different. Water balls and thunderballs launched by the same spiritual value as you just now will produce this large-scale attack mode of Thunder Cloud Grid!"

"This is completely the dark force balancing the two spiritual powers you just emitted!"

Fang Xin finally understood the words of Bazhen and was very happy in his heart. However, his expression restrained on his face and said gratefully to Bazhen, "Bazhen, your words have benefited me a lot!"

"Hehe, it's nothing." Fang Xin acted obediently, but Bazhen was a little embarrassed.

"This is my reward. However, you seem to have a lot of things that you don't understand about spiritual skills. Your lightning spiritual power can only flash with thunder, which doesn't work. Coincidentally, I am a water spirit beast. I am very proficient in the thunder spirit and water spirit related to the water system. If you need to practice, I can teach you.

In the Huangquan world, if you want to survive well, strength is of course the first. Fang Xin's desire for power is actually not inferior to Bruni and others, but he can still stay awake in front of the ** of power. Hearing that Bazhen was going to teach him spiritual arts, he was so excited that he clenched his fist.

Bazhen, this guy is quite interesting...

In the slums of Yunmeliao East District, those who still live in the broken house were knocked open a door in the middle of the night.

A couple of silver pensions and several bright blades quietly drove the panicked poor out of their own homes.

All the poor people who were driven out of the house were uniformly arranged by Anajie to live in the ruined temple in the West District.

The mansion where Annajie sits is brightly lit in the most secluded willow forest in Yunmengliao North District.

There are seven or eight people on the big round wooden table. Anajie held a secret letter and was reading it carefully.

"Catch the dark monk alive? I'm afraid it's a little difficult." Anajie muttered while reading the letter over and over again.

Sitting opposite Anajie is a gloomy middle-aged man. The middle-aged man's face is very strange, red on the one hand and pale on the other. He took over and said, "This is the result of the discussion of the elders of the clan. The eighth elder also withdrew his words. He only wanted the head of the vassal White Night. As for the dark monks, the clan believes that it is not appropriate to confront them head-on for the time being!"

"The elders in the clan are so careful." Although Anajie was a little unhappy, the content of this letter was not what he wanted. But for the gloomy middle-aged man, he didn't dare to look sneer at all: "But please rest assured that I will do what the Presbyterian will want."

Among the Black Deaths, the Five elements group is an elite force specially subordinate to the Presbyterian Association, in which there are a lot of powerful thinkers and powerful people. The Ice and Fire Group is the organization with the largest number of ice spirit abilities and fire spirit abilities in the Five elements group. Among them, their team leader is the middle-aged man standing opposite Anajie, the ice and fire god general. It is said that his cultivation has reached the D-level intermediate level, and his strength is unfathomable.

Sitting next to the ice and fire god, Annajie's subordinates in Yunmengliao, but the behavior of the fat khaki teenager seemed a little dazzling.

Khki teenager Thorpe now fully understands what Anajie is going to do. He regretted why he promised Anajie to give him his mercenaries to revenge on the white night teenager. Now, the teenager is actually a dark hunter, and he has to deal with the two dark monks with these black dead...

"Lord Anajay, can I...can I withdraw from this operation? After all, this is a matter for you black dead and dark hunters. Ha ha, the strength of my mercenaries can only be cannon fodder. Thorpe thought for a long time, and finally stood up and summoned up his courage to say.

"Ha ha, Master Thorpe. I have arranged for your people to be the front forward. There will be a fight in a few hours. Even if you quit now, I'm afraid it will be too late. Anajie said with a smile. He looked at the fat khaki teenager mockingly, and he would not let Thorpe get out of his boat easily. After this battle, he kidnapped the khaki, at least the khaki profiteer behind the teenager, and himself.

When Thorpe heard this, he fell back on the chair with his face ashes. This time, I actually dealt with the black dead, in case of a big trouble... What should I tell my father in the future?

The lobby of the small hotel where Fang Xin is located is dark. Almost every storage space in the room is protected by the dark hunters guarding here.

In the middle of the hall, in the dark crystal pillar more than six meters high, countless pale golden lines and symbols faintly appeared, and a strange six-pointed array rotated in the vortex.

Almost all the people around are far away. Because the cold air emitted from the crystal is really unbearable, and the dead grass near the crystal on the ground is covered with a thin layer of frost. Only the two dark monks wrapped in the cold fog stood in the center of the array, and as soon as the cold air approached them, they were dispersed by invisible forces.

At this moment, the moon in the sky has mostly turned blood red, and the moonlight shines on the earth with a different kind of sadness.

The two dark monks looked restless. Behind them, the heads of the two strange spirit beasts had suddenly emerged, kept purring and roaring ferociously.

Brunie sat cross-legged in the middle of the six-pointed array, quickly muttering strange spells. In the space where their six-pointed star array is located, dazzling small crystal crumbs are floating in the air. Another section of Nickel's six-point star constantly urges the spiritual power in his body and decomposes the crystals on the surrounding dark crystal columns.

The crystal crumbs in the air are constantly gathering on the bodies of the two people. And the spirit beasts behind them are becoming more and more restless.

"Mulu, remember. No matter what happens at this time tomorrow, you can't disturb us. Otherwise, the spirit beasts in our bodies will run away, and the consequences will be unimaginable!" When Nickel urged the crystal, he kept explaining loudly to the old Milu outside the map.

Old Milu nodded repeatedly: "You must obey the order that a fly can't fly in!"