Global Spirit Tide

Chapter 562
A series of screams came from the bushes, Chu Xiu grimaced and didn't say a word. Fortunately, the golden horn was released, otherwise it would have been impossible to find it, and Guangming Fort even sent spies to follow.

After a while, Jinjiao dragged out two guys covered in pitch black from the bushes. They didn't smell like any living things. If you didn't look carefully, you might think they were shadows.

As for the strength, it must not be high, otherwise it would not be easily taken down by Jin Jiao.

"Who are you, why are you like this?" Chu Xiu pinched it with his hands, it was as soft as cotton, and could be stretched and changed at will.

"We are shadow humans, a type of mutated humans. We are born to escape into various shadows and are responsible for investigating news."

It has the ability similar to the golden horn, the shadow can't see the mouth and nose, and even the head is hard to distinguish, but it can make a sound, which is really strange.

Chu Xiu restrained Jin Jiao's desire to devour, and asked, "Did someone of you return just now and report back?"

Shadow said: "Yes, my lord, we also listened to your analysis and felt that this group of Balrogs was suspicious, so we sent two people back to report."

Mo Tian interjected: "How many of you are there, except for the two who went back to deliver the letter, is there anyone else around?"

"It's gone!" The shadow on the ground shook, seemingly shaking its head: "Only the four of us, the shadows in the entire Guangming Castle are only ten people.

The adult shadows of our shadow family can only split into one offspring in 100 years, and their combat power is not high, so the number has always been small. "

"Okay, you take it with me in my small world first, I won't kill you, and do things for me in the future."

After Chu Xiu finished speaking, he threw it into the small world without waiting for the two shadows to agree or not. This kind of creature is very strange, and it is very useful to bring it back.

Zuo Mingshen will send people to follow him, and it's nothing to put it bluntly. If you can't find this kind of thing, it's because of your inability.

I found out, that's it, you can't do anything to them, just say, care about you, worry about accidents on your way, there are many reasons.

Of course, Zuo Mingshen wouldn't say much after being discovered and killing Shadow.

The three of them continued on their way, and Jinjiao was very happy along the way, jumping up and down, catching a white and fat bug for a while, and finding a special spiritual fruit for a while, which made her belly round.

At noon, they came to a swampy area with lush trees. The three of them stopped and their faces became serious.

Here they have a deep memory, the site of the Grimacing Spider, some time ago, they had to spend a lot of effort to escape.

Du Ling scratched his hair: "What should I do, go in?"

"Going in is definitely going in!" Chu Xiu looked back: "Let's be careful this time, and go around the edge of the swamp, trying not to be discovered."

In the swamp, a thick layer of green mist floated, and the three of them carefully avoided it. This mist was not water mist or miasma, but insects.

A strange creature with a small size but a large number. They saw with their own eyes that a [-]-meter-long monster was wrapped in mist and turned into a pile of bones in just a few minutes.

"Crack, click," Chu Xiu released some skeletons, wandering in the mist, and found many strange things in a short while.

"This is Poison Kiss Iron Ore, the spiritual bone of a fourteenth-order creature, and the Tianling detoxification herb!"

Uncle, let alone Du Ling, and Motian couldn't move anymore, even Chu Xiu was dumbfounded, and the three of them stopped at the same time.

Chuxiu immediately released all the skeletons, but the number was not enough, so he used the bones from the swamp to start summoning.

Fortunately, there are not many other things here, but there are many bones. Under the water and silt of the swamp, almost all bones are piled up, and the level is not low.

After a while, several twelfth-level bone monsters crawled out of the ground and rushed into the mist waddlingly. The total number of skeletons had reached [-] levels.

On the other hand, Motian and Du Ling were not idle either.

From the small world, Motian released many humanoid monsters with long horns on their heads and wings on their backs, rushing into the swamp against the mist.

Some were killed by the mist bugs, but most survived unharmed.

Turin is even more awesome. The creatures released from the small world turned out to be a group of fire elves, with flames billowing from their bodies, and what kind of mist bugs fell down after being burned, and they still smelled delicious.

The ashes of these bugs were taken away by Motian, who said they were good fertilizers.

However, generally speaking, Chu Xiu had the biggest scene and the most rewarding harvest.

"Chuxiu," Mo Tian said unwillingly, "Your small world has no aborigines, so you need to work harder.

Once the aborigines grow up, they can not only provide the purest belief value, but also allow the small world to grow independently, which is very useful!

You see, I have also set up a church in my small world, and worship me every day! "

After Mo Tian finished speaking, he triumphantly took out a statue exactly like him and showed it to Chu Xiu.

"Yeah, the aborigines are really important. Although my fire elves are a bit weak in intelligence, but fortunately they reproduce quickly and provide great faith points!" Du Ling was also showing off.

"Hehe!" Chu Xiu gave these two disdainful looks, and with one move, released a family of little golden men.

Two adults, eight little ones, not to mention Turin, and Motian, even Chu Xiu was taken aback. It's only been a few days, and this pair of little golden men is too good at giving birth!

Motian was dumbfounded: "Chuxiu, this is your aborigine, why does it feel like a descendant of a god?"

Du Ling followed up and said, "That's right, although this breath is weak, it is indeed somewhat similar to the breath on our body.

And this level, my God, the two big ones are at the eleventh level, and the smallest are both at the seventh level, where did you find them! "

Chu Xiu took a look at these two guys, wondering if they really didn't know, or they were just pretending, could it be that he was the only one who vomited blood and made the statuette?

After hesitating for a while, Chu Xiu asked, "You really don't know? Never seen it?"

Mo Tian and Du Ling shook their heads together.

Chu Xiu had a toothache: "Did you not vomit blood when you advanced in the cloud world?"

"No!" Mo Tian said calmly, "There's only one thunderbolt in total, and I haven't even messed up my hair, so why vomit blood?"

Du Ling also said: "Me too, just a thunderbolt, I passed by without feeling anything!"

Chu Xiu didn't speak, he always felt that these two guys were cooperating to deceive him, how could it be possible that there was just a thunderbolt, which didn't hurt or itch?

I was hit seven times, but I was almost killed. Could it be a fake robbery for these two people?
"This little golden man was transformed by the divine blood I vomited, you can try it!"

"Really, no cheating?" The two asked together.

Chu Xiu nodded: "I promise, I will never lie!"

Du Ling and Mo Tian looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and mutilated themselves!
The aborigines are very important to their small world. If there are aborigines with sacred blood, once they multiply, there will be tens of millions or hundreds of millions. It's not too awesome.

It is more powerful than any army, and its strength is high, and it provides more faith points, and it is also loyal.

(End of this chapter)