"Supernatural powers? Innate, or acquired?"

Jiang Xia, who was packing up the ashes at hand, immediately became energetic when he heard the female wolf demon's statement.

He turned his head and looked at the cowboy Huck, who was ecstatic and almost mad, and looked at the scales shining under the fire, and asked.

Liu Hui shook her tail and said something uncertain:

"Of course it is acquired magical powers. Innate magical powers can only be obtained when aliens are born.

But I can't be sure, this thing looks very similar. I remember that I had seen a pangolin demon in the Wan Beast Sect. When I entered the Demon Soldier Realm, similar scales were born.

Not only can it be invulnerable to swords and guns, but it can also strengthen the demon body and is not afraid of spell bombardment. But in my memory, the scale armor seems to be thicker and more flexible."

"Yeah?"

Jiang Xia rubbed her chin, and a few seconds later, he shouted to Hack:

"Stop howling, come here, little witch hunter, I will test your bloodline again."

Hack Cowboy, who felt that fate was impermanent and happiness came so suddenly, heard the call of the witch hunter from the East, immediately stopped smiling and walked over obediently.

He hadn't forgotten who gave him strength, and after becoming a blood vessel, his body senses were strengthened, making Hack feel more clearly the power of the people around him.

Even Niu Hanhan, who has a very low sense of existence, was noticed by him.

Very dangerous!

Several people around him have the ability to kill him.

The instinct of seeking profit and avoiding harm from the bloodline made Hack's posture more humble.

He walked to Jiang Xia, lowered his head, ready to listen to the master's teachings.

According to Hack's idea, the master should stand up and tell him some ancient rules that only witch hunters follow at this late-night bonfire.

This is the sense of ritual.

But Jiangxia did not.

He winked at Liu Hui, and the female wolf demon immediately stretched out her claws and buckled on Hak's left hand covered with scales. The four furry fingers exerted force in an instant.

"Click"

A light sound made Hack's eyes widen.

The scales on his wrist were easily crushed by the werewolf master. Although there was no pain, he poured cold water on Huck's cowboy.

This scale is not invincible.

“Stand up!”

Liu Hui looked at the fragments of scales in her claws, frowned, and said to Hack again. After he asked him to stand up, he waved his left claw forward and the sound of wind started to roll up.

Three green wind blades flew out along the wolf demon claw marks, whirling and slamming on Hak, leaving three clear tearing marks on the scales on his chest.

Fragments fly randomly.

Huck was startled, but his eyes became hot the next moment.

This is the strength of a real high-level bloodline man, and he has risen from melee combat to superpowers.

This is also his future.

Hack has long heard that although every witch hunter has different abilities in burning ashes, once his bloodline is activated, he can increase his strength through continuous hunting and fighting.

As long as he does not die, he will always be promoted.

Sooner or later, I will become such a powerful character.

"Ahem, Master Liu's behavior just now was to let you know that bloodline is not invincible, and having the ability is just the starting point of the witch hunting career.

If you are captured by pride, then maybe the next hunt will be your end."

Jiang Xia pretended to be a master, and said "instructions" to Hack in a lengthened voice. The cowboy also bowed his head and bowed in a very cooperative manner.

Obviously.

This is the communication between the witch hunter he imagined.

Mysterious, ancient, full of philosophy and wisdom,

It sounds like a very simple truth, but in conjunction with Master Liu's practice, he taught a good lesson to the new witch hunter Hack J. Johnson tonight.

"Go and see your brother."

Jiang Xia waved his hand and said to Hack:

"After he wakes up, I will also test him. If he has talent, he can become a witch hunter like you.

But remember, Hack.

Any kind gift requires sincere rewards.”

After sending away the excited Hak with a divine word, Jiang Xia lit a cigarette and looked at the dark forest outside. He said to Liu Hui:

"How about it?"

"It's a little weaker than the magical powers that the Demon Soldier Realm should have. He must have just obtained it and had not had time to practice it, but it is indeed a magical power of scale armor."

The wolf demon played with the fragments of scales and whispered:

"These ashes are really interesting. I can't understand their principles at all, but the treasures that can give monks supernatural powers are also extremely rare in the realm of bitter wood.

But it's everywhere here..."

"Only the ashes of third-class monsters can give the magical powers of the human demon soldiers realm. The demon soldiers are the lowest level of your monster cultivation system, so that's how to calculate it.

Even the best monster can give, the magical powers it can't exceed the realm of the demon general."

Jiang Xia looked at the four bags of ashes in his hand and said with some regret:

"Maybe it is very useful for low-level monks, but it is just a useless trick for high-level monks and cannot sell them for a lot of money."

"That's not what supernatural powers are calculated. Boss, you really should make up for common sense of practice."

Liu Hui threw out the fragments of the scales in her hand and patted her claws.

Explain to my own layman businessman:

"Since it is called magical power, it is different from the martial arts. I told you before that magical power is unique to our demon clan and monsters.

When I was in the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, I heard the elder say it.

The demon clan and the monsters do not have a rigorous practice system like the human clan. We are born to be nurtured and rely only on the demon body to fight, but the way of heaven is impermanent, and one peck and one drink will have its own fixed number.

Our demons naturally have the advantages of the human race. In addition to the powerful demon body, magical powers are made up for it.

Lucky monsters have innate magical powers from nature, and every time monsters grow into a realm, as the monsters become stronger, various acquired magical powers will be derived.

For example, scales of scales, thick-skinned claws of animals, rapid concealment of flying feathers, etc. Once these acquired magical powers are born, they can be powerful with practice.

For example, although Master Lin, one of the three saints of my demon beast, is not an orthodox demon cultivator, it is said that Master Lin is born with nine innate magical powers and has powerful powers.

Later, he cultivated ninety-nine kinds of acquired magical powers.

Picking stars and capturing the moon, shaving the mountains with your fingers, dividing the sea with your mind, immortality and immortality, and using the power of supernatural powers to easily win against monks of the same realm."

Liu Hui's tone was full of envy. He shook his tail and said to Jiang Xia, who was obsessed with hearing:

"So, boss, if these ashes can really give monks acquired supernatural powers, then they will also have some attraction to higher-level monks.

After all, you human race do not have supernatural powers except for being born out of aliens or reincarnation and regeneration of high-level monks.

I don't know much.

But the elders who have cultivated to the realm of seeking Taoism will have at most three or four kinds of magical powers.

It's not as bad as you think."

"Well, I probably understand after you say that."

Jiang Xia pursed her lips and said:

"Phantom power is the kind of talented skill that does not occupy the skill bar. You can get one by burning ashes, which is equivalent to a monk filing a patch, and you can get one more talent without spending time.

It's really useful.

I think it's bad.

However, you also said before, is there any difference between these supernatural powers in nature and acquired?”

Jiang Xia asked like a curious baby.

He himself knew that his common sense of practice was a shortcoming, and he was not as profound as those monks with inheritance, so he asked humbly.

These are common sense, and the wolf demon has not concealed it.

It put its waist on, explaining:

"The simplest difference is that one is born with nature, and the other is acquired.

But generally speaking, innate magical powers are most in line with monster talent.

For example, another of the three saints of my demon clan, who cultivates into the immortal body of the demon saint, is a bull demon alien species and has two innate magical powers.
To be continued...