Chapter 97: The Phoenix of the Underworld

At this moment, the white-bearded old man is like an aunt with broken thoughts. But. Looking at his appearance, he was clearly excited to the extreme.

He continued to chant. He even took out a lot of strange hedron and put it in different positions in different magic circles. Then. The whole space is shrouded in red, black, and other colors. No. It's not shrouded. Instead, they scrambled towards the eggs. Then. Absorbed by pet eggs.

Anyway. The Warrior Soul is now also a demigod. He is still very sensitive to the sense of energy. He noted. The light that poured into the eggs. It is clear that they are all pure fire attribute energy, dark attribute energy, etc.

That's when it happened. The white-bearded old man grabbed the soul of the warrior with his hand. I didn't wait for the spirit of the army to react. He's been stabbed in the finger. Then. The blood that came out was dripped onto the eggs.

Dripping blood confesses the Lord

This thought immediately flashed through the mind of the warrior spirit. In addition to "spilling blood to confess the Lord". He really didn't know how to make sense of the situation. But. Originally, I thought that three or two drops of blood on the ground would mean it. But. This pet egg is not finished sucking up. His fingers were next to a single branch. It's like sticking to it with a 502. I can't even move to the east. The warrior spirit hurriedly turned his head to look at the white-bearded old man. Outcome. I found that the old guy's eyes widened as well. A look of surprise and the scene in front of him.

The eyes of the two warriors were black. I almost didn't jump like thunder and scold. He took a breath. Elsewhere a smile that is more ugly than cool. Ask the self-proclaimed best pet incubator:

"Old man. Here's what's going on. How did this pet egg start sucking my blood. It's not like you're messing with anything behind your back."

The warrior spirit asked. Again, the Sword of Order's Judgment was taken out of the ring. A twist of thought. Combat equipment has appeared on the body. It's ready to start fighting without saying a word. If usually. He didn't dare to do anything with these NPCs. But. Today they are at fault in the first place. In such a situation. Whatever he does, it's justified defense.

"Peerless Lord. Don't get excited. I don't know though it's a Shenma situation. But. Your pet level is just too high. It's been beyond my expectations. But. Now it's not entirely bad. The more it absorbs your bloodstream. The better you can control it. Let it be your most powerful and intimate assistant."

"What you say is true"

In fact, the soul of the war army has already believed this old man's explanation. Because in addition to that. He couldn't think of any other reason. As for whether it was this old man who set up a plot to kill him. That's pure fantasy.

"It's true. It's true. Please trust me. I will never deceive you."

The old man was trembling. I don't care about using a handkerchief. I touched the sweat on my head with those white, slender hands with ten fingers. But. The sweat still keeps staying. He looked anxiously at the magic array. A pet egg that continues to absorb the blood of the Warrior's Soul. But that pet egg is like an addiction. Just don't "let go".

The soul of the war army also relaxed at this time. Anyway, I just got to level 90. It's dead here. It's just a matter of zeroing out that 21 percent of experience. Definitely won't drop him to level 89. Therefore. He sat down in the chair that the old man had brought him. Just look at the pet quietlyAbout another hour passed. All of a sudden, the torrent of those magical elements intensified. The Warrior Spirit could even see the energy particles formed by the fusion of those magical elements in this torrent. This only lasted about a minute. And then. The whole interior suddenly became brighter. The resulting magical elements have stopped flowing.

Maybe it's because this pet egg sucks his blood a lot. The spirit of the warrior can be felt. There are no pet eggs in this. It seems that there is a little life that is constantly working hard and working hard. It seems that he wants to change the hard eggshell to come to this world.

"Come on. Come on. I believe. You can do it. Come on. Come on. You can do it."

It's like you're looking at your own child. The feeling of being connected by blood filled him with the illusion of looking at his own child at this strange pet egg. No. Not an illusion. This strange guy in front of you. It's clearly like his children.

Suddenly." Smack". A crack suddenly appeared on the black-red eggshell. Then. This crack continues to expand. There was another "pop" sound. A crack has appeared again. A small protrusion has appeared at the intersection of the two cracks. Be able to see it. A small piece of eggshell has been propped up.

"Smack."

"Smack."

"Smack."

After a few rings in a row. The eggshell is broken in half. I saw a fluffy but gray little thing that was much uglier than a little chick and trembled out of the eggshell. This little thing is only about the size of a chicken. It's really hard to imagine. Such a little thing. It's hiding in such a big egg. But. Sensei. This little thing has finally hatched out normally.

"Sizzle."

The bearded old man gasped. The two eyes emit the light that a pervert would only give off when he sees a naked beauty. Reaching out is like grabbing this little gray thing. But. Where will the soul of the war army let him succeed? Stretch out your hand. So he put his hand aside.

"This old gentleman. Now that it has hatched. I won't bother you with anything."

I haven't eaten a pig though. But I've always seen pigs running away. Until now. The little one is fully hatched well. This warrior spirit naturally understands. Because of that feeling of blood connection in my heart. He stopped the old hatcher's clutches.

"Woo. Really. Really. It's true. It's true. I hatched the phoenix. Phoenix."

The old man threw himself to his knees. Both hands indignant. Roar in the sky. Although he is in tears. But. There is only happiness and no sadness on the face. Apparently. He was pleased.

But. The soul of the warrior is here. but it is like a lightning strike. At this moment. He could no longer see anything unbearded old man. I can't see anything pampered. I can't see the scared feces and urine because of the birth of the little guy, crawling on the ground. All kinds of birds and beasts trembling all over. in his eyes. At this time, there are only small gray things that are pecking at a single family that is being separated.

"Phoenix. This inconspicuous little thing turned out to be a phoenix. Is this true?"

Phoenix. No matter what time it is. are the presence of absolute pyramid spires. The King of Birds, the Auspicious Expedition, they are definitely gods that should be worshipped.

"Uh. Xiangrui."

Suddenly. A trace of doubt flashed through the mind of the warrior spirit. This little gray thing doesn't look like any auspicious thing. Except for a clump of spears on the head. There is no butterfly smell on the whole body. Could it be that this guy is a fake.

At this time. The little one has already eaten all the eggshells. Look up and look at your surroundings. Seems to feel some fear or something. Anyway. It's easy to find the soul of the warrior. I just want to walk to the side of the soul of the army. But. It's just too small. And. Eats an entire eggshell the size of a basketball. The little belly is already bulging like a big leather ball. Thereupon. Despite its best efforts. But I still can't walk. But. This little guy is really smart. It screamed a few crisply. Spread out the little wings. Flickering. Finally holding her body. Slowly leaned towards the side of the battle spirit.

The soul of the war army suddenly felt very distressed. Hurriedly took a step forward. Reach out and put this at once not much bigger than a table tennis ball. But it's dragging a little guy with a belly the size of a leather ball.

Just held this little guy in the palm of your hand. The little guy barked a few times. Then. I also had a full burp. But. When the warrior found out that she was hiccups. There was a spark coming out of my mouth. I felt a chill. It's a little bird. Or a bird-shaped lighter.

No matter what. Whatever it is. That feeling of blood connection doesn't deceive. The warrior looked at this little guy with pity. I haven't waited for him to say anything. This little guy suddenly has a crooked neck. fell headlong on the palm of his hand. Then. It dissipates into the air in bits and pieces.

"This. It's ......"

The warrior spirit was taken aback. The little guy disappeared like that. It's worth it.

"Peerless Lord. Don't worry. She's going back to your pet space. Rest assured. She's going to digest the eggshell it eats. I'm sure she'll wait until she's finished digesting it. It's going to happen again."

Listened to this. The warrior soul exhaled deeply. A heart is put in the stomach. As the saying goes. Concern is chaos. Sure enough, it was. After knowing that you have no point in worrying. The warrior smiled awkwardly. Suddenly I thought he remembered. Until now. He hasn't looked at the attributes of the little guy yet.

Name: Unnamed

Sex: Female

Level: 0

Master: Wolf Soul

Nature: Pet

Grade: Heavenly high-grade

Race: Underworld Phoenix

Status: Resting (Pet Space)

Personality: Serious

Talent: Perfect

Loyalty: 70

Intimacy: Connected by blood

Basic attributes:

Constitution: 20

Strength: 17

Dexterity: 20

Spirit: 16

Intelligence: 20

Combat Attributes:

HP：290

MP：290

Physical Attack: 113-133

Physical Defense: 247-267

Magic Attack: 152-172

Magic Defense: 199-219

Skills: Feng Ming, Fireball Technique

It is estimated that this is the world's first high-quality pet. And it's perfect quality. Really. The Supreme God's shot is different. The mood of the war army soul at this time can be described as ecstatic. Take a look at the attributes of this little guy. It can be described as amazing and powerful. Let's not talk about what kind of pervert he will grow up in the future. Let's just talk about this level 0 attribute. All of them will let the blood-rich projectors die of shame.

Reconfirm that the little one is after the pet space is dormant. The spirit of the army walked out with brisk steps. But. He didn't wait for him to move his legs. I was dragged by the white-haired old hatcher.