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So he pushed his fat face away with his hands: "Go, go, help Mr. Chen with work!"

After pushing away the big head, Ding Xiaoyi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that only when he saw this guy go home, could he really let go of his hanging heart.

"Fatty, what's going on?" He pointed to the corpse that Old Chen was handling in front, and asked Bai Pangpang.

How long did it take for me to close my eyes, there is such a big two-headed lion, and a huge headless snake body, two corpses lying across my yard, I always have to ask clearly.

"Hey, they are all enthusiastic people, and I gave you New Year's goods!"

Bai Pangpang grinned and said without explaining too much.

Instead, he looked at him, and his eyes lit up: "How is it, how does it feel now!"

At this time, even the bad old man glanced over.

Ding Xiaoyi closed his eyes and carefully felt the changes in himself.

After a while, he opened his eyes, and there were two rays of light in the depths of his pupils, and he slowly opened his palm.

The moment the palm was clenched, the surrounding space also distorted.

In the end, it turned into a black hole the size of a peanut at the fingertips, as if it was going to swallow all the surrounding light sources in one go.

"It's subtle and special!"

he whispered to himself.

The inheritance of Huang Jing is three strange talismans, which are deeply imprinted in his mind.

But now, I just realized the first talisman.

From this first talisman, a unique ability was comprehended.

Whale the world.

This is his unique power after breaking through into the disaster spirit.

After careful comprehension, he classified this move into three different methods.

first decomposition

Swallow the opponent's attack, or some psionic items, which can be quickly decomposed and digested to supplement your own consumption.

But there is a limit to doing so, once the opponent's attack or the empowered item is too powerful.

Doing so will only hurt yourself.

The second hidden belly

After swallowing the opponent's ability, store it in your body, and when necessary, you can spit it out again to fight back.

However, doing so also has limitations.

Same as the previous restriction, there is an upper limit, basically you can only be at the same level as yourself, or have a weaker ability than yourself.

Once you exceed your upper limit, you will still hurt yourself.

And the third strong food

It is also the most domineering one.

Forcibly exploding one's own spiritual energy, condensing the power of devouring into the smallest black hole, to forcibly tear apart the opponent.

This is the most lethal ability.

But it is also the way that consumes one's spiritual energy the most.

However, combined with the first ability to disintegrate, it can restore one's spiritual energy extremely quickly.

All in all very powerful.

And the more abilities you devour, the more you can create your own spiritual energy space.

Of course, this psionic energy space is more like an armory.

Anyone who goes in will be bombarded into scum by the various abilities sealed inside.

As in other respects.

Of course, his own strength is stronger.

Cooperate with your own invisibility and various equipment.

He now felt that if he met the ghost captain Sardar again, it would be enough for him to unilaterally beat this old thing.

Calculate the time.

From ignorance, an ordinary person, I came into contact with spiritual creatures.

From a kid who didn't even have spiritual powers, he stepped into the threshold where many union elders would stop.

It is even the disaster spirit level that is rarely mentioned in textbooks.

It took me only half a year.

Although there is a suspicion of cheating, but if the people in the trade union know about it, they have to pay close attention to the research institute and tear it apart.

It's incredible to think about it.

In fact, it's no wonder that Ding Xiaoyi is proud.

His progress is really too fast.

It's unbelievably fast.

Even the descendants of the third or even fourth generation of the spirit master family can never jump from zero foundation to the level of disaster spirits in half a year.

You must know that disaster spirit level and evil spirit level are completely two concepts.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Ding Xiaoyi is willing now, he can use his ability to turn any protected area upside down and blood flow like a river.

Even, if the time goes back a little bit, in this battle of District 25, he alone is enough to make those aliens have a good drink.

Calamity spirits, disaster spirits, every shot is a movement of a catastrophic nature.

Based on this alone, he does have the capital to be proud of.

"not bad!"

After Bai Pangpang listened to his narration, he nodded towards the bad old man.

Although it is different from their original idea, but this is also the best result.

"Okay, you kid, just continue to think about it slowly. We have eaten and drank with you, and we have stayed here long enough. We won't come next week. Come back after a while. Do you have any doubts then? Let's talk again!"

The old man sat up from his chair.

After stretching, he planned to leave with Bai Pangpang.

In fact, they've been here for too long.

Bai Pangpang is an idler, so it doesn't matter if he takes a long time.

But he can't. If he leaves for too long, it's easy to cause problems.

What's more, in the recent period, Yincao is not stable, and some people's minds have begun to move around.

He also needs to make arrangements early.

The two were about to leave, and Ding Xiaoyi hurriedly got up to see them off.

"By the way, next time you come, remember to bring some chicken, duck, fish or something."

Ding Xiaoyi smashed his mouth and shouted at Bai Pangpang.

It wasn't until he saw the two of them walking away that he ran back and began to study the two corpses in his yard.

There is a feeling that when the New Year's guests are gone, they hurriedly unwrap the presents to see what they are.

A quiet path.

I saw the bad old man and Bai Pangpang walking forward, one on the left and the other on the right.

"This game has already been opened, but if the empress and the master on Youshan know what we did, I will be locked up in confinement at worst. I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it!"

Bai Pangpang said as he walked.

His status is special, no matter how serious the crime is, it will be confinement if he dies.

But the identity of the bad old man is different.

Once such a big matter is exposed, he will be the first to be held accountable.

Then the trouble will be big.

But the bad old man didn't take Bai Pangpang's words seriously.

He grinned and showed his big black and yellow teeth: "If you find it, you will find it. People, you always need to change more. Otherwise, why would you take risks with me? Wouldn't it be better to go back and be your clay statue?"

"Ah bah, I'm afraid that you will also be imprisoned in an iron cage and thrown into Huangquan when the time comes. You are not afraid, but I am afraid of a bird!"

Saying that, Bai Pangpang turned around and quickened his pace, but instead of walking on the same road as the bad old man, he turned around and walked towards the north.

"Hey, where are you going??"

Seeing that Pangpang Bai was going in the wrong direction, the old man asked repeatedly.

"Luofeng Mountain!"

After Bai Pangpang finished speaking, he disappeared from the bad old man's sight.

"Luo Fengshan" he pondered a few words over and over again.

He thought to himself: "That's right, you can't steal from the City of Death anymore, Luofeng Mountain is pretty good, hey, it's just right, I haven't seen Tututu for a long time, I just went to see what this guy is doing recently."

Thinking of this, the old man's figure turned into a black rainbow, and disappeared in a flash in the east direction.

Chapter 327 : Reunion [Third update, begging for slaughter! 】

Time: January 120, 1, 23 o'clock in the evening.

It's Lunar New Year's Eve.

The old town of S City is more lively than usual.

The crowd is like water, like the lifeblood of a city, injecting fresh vitality into this ancient city.

The end of the year is approaching, and the streets are already filled with bright red lanterns.

Playing young men and women, wearing thick cotton padded clothes, holding mobile phones in their hands, kept taking selfies of the bustling neighborhood in front of them.

Of course, there are also many food broadcasts, who plunge into the intersection and the bustling snack street, and contribute their meager strength to the otaku, otaku, and single dogs sitting at home.

What is different this year from usual is that the notice was issued as early as a week ago.

Fireworks are allowed everywhere.

However, it is not allowed to release it privately, but the official time and place will start activities.

This news is simply exciting.

Many people haven't seen such a thing as fireworks for a long, long time.

Even the older generation can only use a documentary to describe the magnificence of the fireworks.

But for them, the brilliant and fleeting fireworks are more about the memory of being reunited with their families for the New Year.

This year, however, the festive spirit is strong.

But it can't be washed away, the sadness under the festival.

No matter how beautiful the 25 battle report is, the red casualties are still so shocking.

Out of ten children who joined the army, only one or two came back in the end.

Ordinary fighters are like this.

Those children from the Healer's family are much more than that.

In one family, four children went to the battlefield, and the last four returned with the ashes of their three older brothers.

This is a fatal blow to a family.

As the royal family that puts the most combat power into it, it is no exception.