"Senior Brother, come and see Senior Brother!”
The six-winged centipede had just died.
The flower spirit ran over and pulled Francolin Whistle to look at the old foreigner.
Francolin Whistle's heart sank,
Just now, the six-winged centipede had rammed into the old foreigner.
Francolin Whistle knew how strong the impact was.
If not for the protection of the Vajra Umbrella,
He was probably already heavily injured.
Although his junior brother, the old foreigner, said that he had taken out a mirror umbrella to block in front of him,
But the mirror umbrella didn't need the Vajra Umbrella.
I'm afraid the odds are against me,
Francolin Whistle looked at the old foreigner and his heart sank.
The old foreigner lay on the ground like a golden paper, breathing like a gossamer.
He reached out and touched it.
Several bones in his body were broken, and his internal organs were ruptured.
This injury could only be cured by a god descending to the mortal world.
Francolin Whistle looked sad and self-reproachful.
In the past few years, he had brought the old foreigner and the flower spirit to find the Dust Bead to break the curse of the Zagramma family.
They traveled all over the country, lived in the mountains and forests, and wandered in dangerous ancient tombs.
It could be said that he had been homeless and had never enjoyed a stable life.
But the old foreigner had never complained about his hardships.
Now, he was seriously injured and dying in the bottle mountain.
Francolin Whistle suddenly regretted bringing the old foreigner out of the tribe.
If the old foreigner had stayed in the tribe, perhaps he would not have died today.
Chen Yulou and Wang Hao shook their heads.
The old foreigner was seriously injured.
His bones were broken and his internal organs were damaged. He was already bleeding profusely.
This kind of injury was extremely dangerous even in the later generations of advanced medicine.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
The unconscious old foreigner suddenly coughed twice.
He opened his tightly shut eyes with much effort.
His eyes were unusually bright.
When the few of them saw it, they understood that this was a last gasp.
The old foreigner's originally inaudible breathing suddenly quickened.
He suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhe Gushao's arm.
He shouted,
"Muchen Pearl!"
Francolin Whistle saw that the old foreigner was still thinking about the Dust Bead before he died.
He could only nod his head repeatedly to guarantee that he would definitely find the Muchen Pearl.
After the old foreigner heard this, he loosened his grip. The light in his eyes dimmed, and his breath disappeared.
However, there was a smile and relief on his face.
"Senior Brother!"
When the flower spirit saw this, she cried heartbroken.
The people at the side found it difficult to understand.
Before this old foreigner died, he was still thinking about the Mochen Pearl that the Moshan lineage had been searching for for generations.
Wang Hao understood the old man's obsession.
The moving mountain lineage originated from the Zaglama tribe.
This tribe is cursed,
At a certain age, the blood of the people in the tribe would gradually turn golden.
As he grew older, the golden color in his blood became thicker.
In the end, he died in endless pain.
The people of the Zaglama tribe basically did not live past forty years old.
And the Dust Pearl was the hope of removing the curse.
This was the obsession of Mountain Moving Daoist for a thousand years.
"My condolences."
Wang Hao and Chen Yulou could only comfort him by patting his shoulder.
Francolin Whistle knelt beside the old foreigner's body in silence.
After a while, he raised his head.
He remembered that he had promised the old foreigner that he would find the pearl.
Francolin Whistle forced himself to be alert.
He first comforted the flower spirit.
Then, he asked Chen Yulou to arrange for a few people to help carry the old foreigner's body to the camp in the side hall.
Chen Yulou naturally agreed and even let Miss Hong go out with the flower spirit so that they could take care of each other.
"Brother Chen, don't worry about me.”
Seeing Miss Hong leave with the flower spirit,
Francolin Whistle was relieved.
He then looked at Chen Yulou,
"Alright."
Chen Yulou arranged for the Xieling Bandits to continue moving the treasures in the Immeasurable Palace.
Wang Hao went to the centipede's body and said,
He ordered the guards to stand with their backs to him and block his line of sight.
The Mountain Lifting Bandits were curious about what this mutant who could control tigers and had amazing rope skills was doing.
However, they were more concerned about the goods in the Limitless Palace.
After all, they had almost died in the tomb.
Wasn't it all for the gold and silver inside?
Although Chen Yulou and Zhe Gushao were curious, they wouldn't pry into Wang Hao's privacy.
Wang Hao sat in front of the centipede's body.
He used the secret technique of the Sky-Devouring Demon Technique to extract the origin of the six-winged centipede.
A dark light shone from Wang Hao's hands on the centipede's body.
Where the dark light passes,
The six-winged centipede's body emitted red spots of light.
As soon as the red dot appeared, it was taken into Wang Hao's hand by the black light.
As the number of light spots increased,
A thumb-sized red orb appeared in Wang Hao's hand.
The ball of light was full of spirituality, and spiritual light would occasionally jump out.
Wang Hao looked at the ball of light in his hand and couldn't help but salivate.
This was the origin of the six-winged centipede.
When the six-winged centipede had no more Origin left,
Wang Hao began to silently circulate the Sky-Devouring Demonic Power to refine the origin.
The red essence transformed into beams of divine light and entered Wang Hao's body.
Wang Hao looked solemn.
The figure sitting cross-legged on the ground did not move at all. The essence, qi, and spirit of his entire person gradually gathered to form the phantom of the Great Dao Treasure Bottle.
The treasure bottle was filled with endless mysteries.
The six-winged centipede's origin was being refined continuously in the bottle.
Every beam of Divine Light of Origin was refined into his flesh and blood. Instantly, Wang Hao's flesh and blood began to glow, nourishing his body and strengthening his foundation.
At that moment, Wang Hao's pores relaxed, and every cell in his body was cheering.
It was like a traveler who had been thirsty for sweet spring water in the desert for a long time.
They were all yearning for more Origin Divine Light to be refined.
In the pitch-black sea of bitterness, the wind and waves suddenly rose.
The Bitter Sea, which originally needed to expand like tofu, began to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Soon, it expanded to the size of a fist.
When the last trace of Origin Divine Light was refined,
The sea of bitterness finally stopped expanding.
After refining the Six-winged Centipede's origin, Wang Hao had completed the transformation of his origin.
From then on, his foundation became even stronger.
His essence, spirit, and physique far surpassed that of ordinary people.
Wang Hao stood up. He felt so energetic, as if he had taken a tonic.
Feeling the soaring life essence in his bitter sea and the more agile and crystalline Wheel of Life,
Right now, his physique was almost twice as strong as before, and the life essence in the bitter sea had more than doubled.
This Sky-Devouring Demonic Technique was indeed heaven-defying.
Just devouring the source of a mutated six-winged centipede had made his Misery Sea's cultivation improve greatly.
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