"Uuuuuu——"
Suddenly one of its hind legs was cut off by a wind blade. The three-tailed black lizard was so painful that its eyes were split open. It kept whining. It had no choice but to hold that weird thing in its mouth and couldn't scream. It could only squeeze out a low sound from its throat. In the guy's current state, let alone escaping further, it would be difficult to stand firm.
"Beast, spit out what's in your mouth!" In an instant, the Ancient Wild Howler flew down not far in front of the Black Lizard, and then tilted its head towards the embarrassed guy and said.
The three-tailed ink lizard was so angry that it was trembling all over. A pair of bloodshot eyes stared at the roaring dragon, and he shook his head fiercely, refusing to give in.
"Hey, you're quite tough, that's interesting." Guhuang roared and said with a ferocious smile, "Then let's see how long you can last!"
"Swish!"
"Puff, puff!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the roaring dragon threw out two wind blades again, cutting off the other hind leg of the ink lizard and its three long tails, causing the wound to bleed immediately.
"Roar!" At this time, Mo Lizard finally couldn't hold back the intense pain and roared loudly.
"Crack!" The thing in its mouth fell to the ground. At the same time, the Golden Sting King rushed forward with lightning speed, threw out the spiritual energy filaments and entangled the thing, and then quickly pulled it to his side.
"Ouch?!" Seeing this scene, the cut-tailed black lizard was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Haha, let me take a look, what on earth is this thing." As he said that, the Golden Sting King lowered his head and took a closer look, and found that the thing in the mouth of the ink lizard was a weird thing about two feet long that was covered with mysterious twisting patterns. After all, What's the use? I haven't really seen it yet.
"It exudes the aura of the evil god's remnant soul. It must be related to that guy. Even if it's not a residual limb, it still has some use. Let's take it back to Master Guan first."
Having made up his mind, the Golden Sting King wrapped the object with his Xuanling Qi treasure, and then let several Glimpse Black Stingers work together to grab it. At this moment, the Roaring Sting asked: "Second brother, what is this Broken Tail Lizard going to do?" How to deal with it?”
"It is already disabled. It would be too troublesome to carry it away. Just kill it and take the soul."
"Okay." Hearing this, Guhuang Roar laughed loudly, and immediately released the wind blades carrying the breath of the fire spirit to hit the black lizard one after another, turning it into ashes in a few breaths.
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A short while later, King Jin Zhi and Hou Zhi returned to the meeting place and met Guan Heng and other companions.
"Master Guan, look, this is what we took from the three-tailed black lizard." After saying that, the Golden Stinger King handed the thing to Guan Heng.
"Buzz buzz!" At this moment, before Guan Heng could speak, the remnant soul of the evil god imprisoned in the fire spirit balloon above his head began to stir violently.
"Eh? What's going on?" Guan Heng glanced at the remnant souls, then raised his hand and pointed. The temperature of the fire aura balloon instantly soared, and the remnant souls screamed in agony, and then calmed down.
"A Heng, look at the attitude of these remnant souls. This thing in your hand may have something to do with the ancient evil god."
"Well, you must be right about your guess." After listening to Qinghuang's words, Guan Heng nodded, and then continued: "The pattern on the surface of this thing seems... somewhat similar to the Soul Resurrection Urn."
"What? Let's take a look too." Qianxin and Ruotao said as they gathered around and looked left and right at the thing. Even Demon Mandrill and King Jiaxiu came over, and everyone nodded from time to time. Sometimes he shook his head and talked about it, but he didn't say anything.
Suddenly, the Water Mysterious Spirit Beast pointed at this object and said, "Hey, Guan Heng, this thing is covered with a layer of stuff, like blood and dirt. Why don't you wash it off?"
"Hahaha, if you didn't remind me, I would have almost forgotten it." Guan Heng said, handed the object to it and said, "Then it's up to you."
"Hey, it's a joke!"
"Huh-shua!" The next moment, the Shui Xuan spirit beast spit out a stream of water spiritual energy to cover the things in Guan Heng's hands. He repeatedly washed them, and the blood stains and soil on them continued to fall off and disappear, and fell to the ground with a crackling sound. on the ground.
"Hey, it's a short sword!" Ruotao whispered, "It's about two feet tall, and the pattern on the sword is quite beautiful."
"It's beautiful, but it has a hint of evil aura." Qinghuang said, "It's almost exactly the same as the aura of the evil god's remnant soul."
"Don't you see that this thing has anything to do with the evil god until now?" Guan Heng raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said casually: "I have guessed it a long time ago."
"What? Master, you already know, why don't you tell us quickly?" Ruotao urged: "Speak quickly, tell us quickly."
"Oh, so I said that you lacked the patience to observe things before, so now you are at a disadvantage." Guan Heng said with a smile: "How many times have we seen the stone and metal statues of the evil god? Everyone has forgotten that this guy has multiple arms. Are you holding several weapons?"
"Huh?!" After hearing this, Qinghuang had a flash of inspiration in his mind and immediately said: "I remembered that one of the evil god's arms seems to be holding a dagger. It looks like..."
Having said this, she reached out and closed the object in Hengheng's palm with a finger, and continued: "It's exactly the same as this."
"That's right." Guan Heng nodded and said: "If I guessed correctly, this short sword is one of the weapons of the ancient evil god. Unexpectedly, it fell into the mouth of the three-tailed black lizard, and even made the Golden Sting King He took it back with Howler."
"Then we are really lucky."
Qian Xin said: "With something like this, it should be easier to find the evil god's remaining soul and limbs."
"Maybe."
Guan Heng looked at the mysterious dagger, and then said: "Although this object has a trace of the evil spirit of the evil god attached to it, the overall feeling is incompatible with the evil spirit of the evil god. Instead, it is closer to the aura of the Soul Resurrection Urn. Maybe these two things If you put things together, you will see more clues, let me try it."
"Pah! Cackle..." It was too late to say it, but then he quickly closed his fingers and grasped the hilt of the sword, releasing a blazing aura of extreme fire to wrap around the sword, "嗗嗗嗗!" In an instant, the sword was attached to the short sword. The trace of remnant soul on the sword was squeezed out.
"Hoo!" The moment the remnant soul emerged from the sword, it wanted to run away, but Guan Heng did not allow it to do so. He suddenly stretched out two fingers and pinched it, and flicked it into the fireball that imprisoned other remnant souls. They also suffered The pain of burning fire.
At the same time, Guan Heng walked up to the Soul Resurrection Urn with his dagger, "Buzz!" The next moment, the big-bellied urn shuddered a few times, and the dagger in Guan Heng's palm also glowed faintly. But then, the light slowly disappeared.
"It does seem to be somewhat related." Guan Heng said, casually releasing a trace of mysterious spiritual energy to wrap the dagger, letting it float near the Soul Resurrection Urn, and then said: "Okay, we should also look for the other orc living corpses. ”
