Mixed Miners

"Hey, great Yang, you are our beacon and savior! You can show us the materials." The old man of Wits was so excited that he couldn't wait to hold Yang Ling's hands and kisses.

Since the formation of the Magic Scroll Lab, it can be said that not only Daphne and Witz, almost all the magicians are full of expectations for the reel test, but also devoted a lot of effort, especially when the first scroll was made. The entire magical experimental base celebrated for several days.

Everyone thinks this is the door to open another mysterious magic. The ancient and mysterious thing of the scroll is finally seen again, because they have not found any news about the magic scroll in the records of the elves, that is, The original magical civilization did not seem to produce and make reels. This is something in a fantasy novel, but it was actually a successful production.

"Go, go out with me!" Yang Ling's feet swayed out, and everyone in the lab disappeared into the embarrassment.

A hundred kilometers away from the valley of the magic test base, a group of people suddenly appeared in the air out of thin air, and then a horrible soul rose into the sky, the sky flashed black, a giant monster dozens of kilometers long and full of tentacles crashed into the sky. On the ground, the trees that were tens of thousands of meters high were crushed into pieces, and the dust fluttered with gravel. The ground was smashed out of a large pit with a radius of nearly a thousand square kilometers.

"嗷~" The sea beast is still not dead, struggling on the ground, countless tentacles are still dancing weakly, rolling over, the space cracks countless dense black cracks, bringing a large piece of lightning light.

"This... what is this...?"

Everyone feels that there is a horrible breath that can't break free, and they are crushed by death. Even the well-informed cockroaches are pale and stunned. Not to mention these magicians, such a big behemoth. There is no such thing as a complete imagination.

"This is a mysterious aquatic World of Warcraft, with horrible mental power, but also water magic, the muscles and skins of this thing can be estimated to be used to make more advanced magic scrolls and even magic equipment." Yang Ling said.

"Boss, but... it's not dead yet!" The stick also kept shaking with his legs.

Yang Ling didn't have a good kick on his butt: "You are a robot selling a fart, seeing that the huge spar on the forehead is not there, that is the magic crystal I said, than your ant egg is Not most of it!"

"Wow~" The stick didn't shake. I looked at the spar's mouth water on the forehead of the beast and dripped it out. Then I hugged Yangling's thigh and yelled: "Boss, give me, I want Incorporating it into the body, I want to be the greatest and most powerful magician giant between heaven and earth."

Yang Ling kicked the stick out and frowned. "You didn't think this magic crystal is too big? Are you eating it?"

"The boss is assured, I now have a space of consciousness like you. I will store this spar in the space of consciousness and put it together. I don't have to worry about the lack of mental power, and I have this magic." Crystal continues to provide spiritual strength, and I can even start designing and producing seven-level magic scrolls."

Yang Ling’s heart suddenly shines. Yes, this magic crystal can store a lot of mental power. It is more than a hundred times higher than the spiritual supplements researched by the Magic Research Institute, and it provides pure spiritual strength. If the magician is enough to put it The fusion, absolutely solves the problem of the reel maker's level is not enough.

So Yang Ling is no longer embarrassed, a powerful atmosphere of his body exudes, the statue of the 10,000-meter-high Yuanshen comes out one step at a time, wearing a bronze armor, and the dragon guns are pulled out, like a **** to the giant beast. Sting up the past.

"吼~" The behemoth instantly felt the breath of death, could not help but screaming and screaming and began to struggle fiercely, waving his wrists and desperately crawling forward.

"Ang~~" A dragon on a dragon gun circling out, turning into a light and shadow that penetrates the void and falls on the top of the behemoth, slamming, accompanied by a ray of light, the giant beast blasts a big hole, and the dragon is directly drilled. Going in, the huge body of the behemoth suddenly trembled and softened, and the dense wrists fell to the ground.

The statue of Yuanshen put away the dragon gun and reached out and grabbed it in the air. A big sword with a colorful ray of light fell on his hand, and then he waved the sword against the head of the giant behemoth.

With the splattering flesh and blood, under the gaze of a group of people, the statue of Yuanshen quickly cut the head of the beast into a smash, and from it there was a pale blue crystal with a diameter of 100 meters. A monster constantly waving his wrists and screaming.

The statue of Yuanshen throws the spar in front of Yangling and then steps into the sea of ​​gods and sits on the Xuanjing chair.

"The magic of pure and pure! The value of this object is immeasurable." As a refiner and magician, I felt the value of the magic crystal in a flash.

And a group of magicians such as Witz also watched this huge spar with a pair of eyes shining, and the mouth can be stuffed into a big duck egg. As a magician, the fluctuation of magic energy is more sensitive and sensitive than ordinary people. Many, but also found that the magic energy rich in this spar is full of temptation to them.

"嗷呜~" The stick in the mouth made a ghost call ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ excitedly rushed to the magic crystal, opened his mouth and smashed it up, Yang Ling's black line with a stick to the ground.

"Boss, help me in!" The stick woke up and climbed up and excitedly pointed at his forehead.

"Are you sure there will be no problem?" Yang Ling asked.

"No, no, the boss is assured, this magic crystal I have been studying for several years!" The stick nodded without hesitation.

"Good!" Yang Ling wrapped the whole magic crystal with the power of the soul, and locked the consciousness space of the stick. When the finger pressed forward, the blue light flashed, and a huge magic crystal turned into a brow that was hidden into the stick.

"咔嚓~"

The huge magic crystal instantly appeared in the consciousness space of the stick, but with a broken sound, the consciousness space of the stick broke open a big seam.

"吼~" The Warcraft virtual shadow in the spar suddenly made a roar, waving the tentacle and rushing out of the spar and desperately pounce on the stick's spirit, a thick and powerful spiritual force exudes, smashing, stick The space of consciousness is like a porcelain bottle, which is densely cracked with numerous gaps.

"The boss is saving, I am about to blow up!" The stick screamed in horror.

Yang Ling's face is black like a pot bottom, and it is easy to scrape down a pot of ash. 74

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