The black round stone tied with the connection rope looks particularly conspicuous under the light of the cave.

Xichengshi brought the White Mist God Son under the rock and raised his head at the same time.

“This feeling is…”

Perhaps he got closer, the White Mist Godzi was stunned, and then he felt a particularly familiar aura coming from the round stone.

Her eyes flashed, and her head raised and murmured to herself, "Shijun, this is indeed the feeling of the three-wheeled purpose."

oh?

Xicheng style tilted her head, not quite understanding why she was so sure.

"I met the previous generation of Baiwu family heads when I was a child. He had the same aura as this stone."

"breath?"

When Xichengshi heard this, he simply let go of his thoughts and his dead energy floated up to enhance his perception.

Under these methods, Xichengshi could finally sense the "breath" mentioned by the God of Wu.

really.

As the God Son of White Mist said, this round stone carries a certain breath...

Distant, mysterious, profound... and full of danger!

Danger?

A moaning in the West City style.

Just a rock that doesn't look very good can give me this feeling...?

Before he could finish his thoughts, the White Murch Godzi next to him also spoke at the right time: "Shijun, I have said it before. The three-wheeled order is very dangerous and is considered a tool for curses. Just using it once requires a life to be consumed, and it is unavoidable."

The Godzi Baiwu did say this, and Xicheng Shi clearly remembered it.

but--

"No matter what, you have to get the three-wheeled project...even though that's the case."

Xicheng style touched his chin, which felt like a mouse biting a turtle and unable to get down.

You can't let him carry such a big stone to fight with the skeleton? Isn't this embarrassing yourself?

Then he would not need the curse of the three-wheeled purpose. With such a huge burden, he would probably die in two or three seconds.

The God of White Murch also knew this, but she didn't quite understand the truth here, so she could only circle around the round stone, look here and there.

She didn't dare to touch it randomly.

What to do if you accidentally touch some mechanism?

After almost ten seconds of rotation, Xicheng Style suddenly spoke:

"Let me try it right away."

There is nothing we can do about going around here, and the living bones outside are almost resurrected, so we must hurry up.

Xicheng style simply stretched out his palm toward the dark round stone.

He put his palm on.

And at the moment when the palms come into contact with the dark round stones—

The complex patterns flashing with mysterious colors suddenly appeared on the surface of the dark round stone!

"Is this the shape of a substitute spell?"

The White Mist Godson recognized the patterns on the surface of the rock at a glance.

The complex and mysterious spell... This is clearly exactly the same as the half-stand-in spell on Xicheng-style body.

The Bai Wu family clearly set the substitute spell to trigger conditions!

This method is indeed particularly targeted, preventing others from obtaining three rounds of items.

Because only the Son of God can create a substitute spell, and only one Son of God can make one. Only the head of the Baiwu family can obtain the Son of God.

Under these layers of protection, the only successor to the three-wheeled purpose is the Baiwu family leader.

Xicheng style has been considered a leak. The White Mist Godzi is willing to hold a substitute spell ceremony for him, so he can obtain the three-wheeled title.

Otherwise, even if I come to this place, I would probably have to sigh.

Just as Xicheng style was thinking, the complex and mysterious spell on the dark round stone climbed up to the Xicheng style palm in the blink of an eye.

Yes! Climbing into the palm of Xicheng style.

A bone-permeable cold air swept across the upper body!

Fortunately, Xicheng Style has been mentally prepared for a long time, and I can still resist the invasion of the cold air.

The black spell squeezed into the surface of the Xicheng-style skin, twisting and clinging quickly!

Straight lines, curves, ellipses...

Countless twisted black lines cling to the upper body! Finally gathered in Xicheng-style eyes!

Pick, Pick, Pick...

A slender bloodline oozed out from the edge of the eye socket and dripped to the ground.

No, it's not just the eyes.

The nose and ears are bleeding out.

Blood seeps out like it’s worthless!

"Shijun!"

Bai Wu Shenzi exclaimed, trying to put his hand on the side of Xicheng-style arm, but was stopped by Xicheng-style's other empty hand.

"I'm fine."

Xichengshi also spitted blood while talking.

Is this okay?!

The blood couldn't stop, and it was sprayed everywhere!

The God of White Mist opened his mouth wide, feeling that Xicheng style was talking strange things at all.

"I'm really fine. Compared to that...this feeling now..."

You can feel it in the West City style.

His perception of the surroundings has reached a higher level.

This perception is not just vision, but more comprehensive...

Smell, touch, taste, hearing...

If you look at it intently, you will feel that the whole world seems to be half a beat slower than you.

Black tattoos spread from palms to the whole body...

Is this the true state of the three-wheeled purpose?

When he looked up in Xicheng style, some kind of pattern flashed in his eyes. The pattern was light and dark, and it was obviously not completely stabilized.

Next moment—

Bang!!!

The Ten-Shi Mantra Skeleton was solved by Xicheng style and Su Sheng was once again, and rushed into the cave from outside.

"Here you come!"

The white mist god raised his hands flat and stretched out. The white immortal white mist condensed into a white blade and galloped towards the other party fiercely!

The Xicheng style is at a critical moment, and she cannot let the other party interfere with the Xicheng style no matter how she says.

The white white blade was instantly bounced away by the undead white mist floating on the surface of the other party's body, and could only leave a few white marks on the other party's body!

"What?"

The white mist godson's eyes shrank slightly, obviously not expecting that the other party's physical strength was so terrifying.

It is obvious that the Xicheng style looks so easy to break the opponent's defense and then smash the opponent in half.

The Godzi Baiwu gritted his teeth and wanted to retreat a little.

But when she thought that the Xicheng style was behind her, she stopped.

Very scared, so scared that my body was trembling.

But when I think of the Xicheng style behind, it seems like a root is born between the feet and the ground, which makes the White Mist God Son unable to retreat.

Since there is no way to retreat!

Then come up with it!

The son of the White Mist rushed forward.
To be continued...