After hearing what the old man said, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but feel excited.

Although he has the art of invisibility and can be followed by meatballs when he goes out, he lacks a real trump card.

With such a powerful attack ability, when I encounter a fallen spirit master in the future, I will...

Before he could be happy, the fireball in his palm made a "bang!" sound, flickered for a few times and then went out.

What followed was a strong feeling of weakness.

Seeing this, the old man shook his head: "Ability is a good ability, but your spiritual power is too little.

Even a ball of fire can't hold it back. If I were you, I would find a way to get some of the psychic essence you got last time!

With the same amount as last time, if you take two more bottles, I think you can maintain it!"

After hearing this, Ding Xiaoyi rolled his eyelids and sat down on the ground.

He returned two bottles. He had heard about this stuff during training, and it was still not very popular within the union.

I am a non-staff member and want a bottle of psychic essence. Isn’t this a fantasy?

Not to mention two bottles.

I feel that if he sells himself to the union, the union may not be able to give him two bottles.

But he is not discouraged, after all, something is better than nothing. Anyway, with the meatball and the big head, just think of it as a trump card.

Anyway, facing the underworld, I have inexhaustible treasures.

There is always a way to improve your own strength.

"I've calculated that the tide will ebb the day after tomorrow. Please remember the bet between us."

The old man reminded Ding Xiaoyi that he seemed to be very concerned about this bet.

He nodded in agreement and promised to catch the sea on time the day after tomorrow, and then the old man left with satisfaction.

Send this old guy away.

Ding Xiaoyi sits on Meatball.

I closed my eyes and thought for a while.

Who would have thought that the cub that the old man said could dominate the Underworld Xuantong beast would actually die at the hands of a black fish.

That black fish is also a ruthless character, enduring all the way just for the final blow.

It seems that no one under this netherworld is a fuel-efficient lamp.

You must be more careful when you encounter them in the future.

I plan to return to reality and take a good look at the changes in myself.

However, when he turned around, he saw Da Tou sticking his head into the iron pot.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

This startled Ding Xiaoyi and he quickly called Datou.

I saw the big head raised its head, its mouth was as black as sesame paste, and it stuck out its tongue and licked its mouth.
Chapter completed!