'Boom'!
'Boom'!
'Boom'!
Um? What beep?
In the Feisha Gang lobby.
Listening to the vibration coming from the secret room, Yuan Hu hurriedly pushed away the girl who was leaning against him and looked at Dinong beside him.
The latter shook his head and showed an expression of 'I don't know either'.
With the two people looking puzzled, the stone door of the secret room of the living retreat was slowly pushed open.
Behind the door, a huge creature covered in black flesh came out.
As soon as the behemoth appeared, Yuan Hu and Dinong felt an inexplicable pressure.
The pressure is like a mountain!
"How about it?"
Outside the secret room.
Seeing the shocked expressions on Yuan Hu and Dinong's faces, Chengshuo knew that his efforts over the past ten days were not in vain.
——Facing a Blood Core monk like the ancestor of the Zhuo family, just one layer of 'Golden Light Divine Armor' is definitely not enough.
In order to further strengthen its own defense, Survival successively developed the second and third layers on the basis of one layer of 'Golden Light Divine Armor'.
even more....
As for how Cheng Sheng thought of and accomplished all this, in fact, even he himself is not sure.
In short, when he thought that the 'Golden Light Divine Armor' could be deduced to a higher level and really tried to deduce it, everything fell into place naturally...
Cheng Sheng attributes it all to his talent.
After all, this was how he figured out the 'retrieving objects from the air' spell on his own when he was in Shenshu Village.
After a full fourteen days of deduction, Cheng Sheng had stacked the number of layers of the 'Golden Light Divine Armor' to twenty-one in one breath.
This is the limit of what he can do currently...
In other words, the defense power of the current 'Golden Light Divine Armor' is equivalent to twenty-one times that of the original 'Flesh Divine Armor'.
Under the superposition of twenty-one layers of 'Golden Light Divine Armor', Cheng Huo's whole body was covered with golden light, and his whole body was like a god descending to earth.
He looked at Yuan Hu and Dinong with great satisfaction: "How come the food delivered to you has become less and less in the past few days?"
Looking at the life that was bloated and more oppressive than seven days ago, Yuan Hu felt that his sanity was declining crazily.
He endured the discomfort and said: "Sir, it's not that we don't buy food, it's just that prices in the city have risen too much."
With that said, he truthfully informed Chengshuo about the Zhuo family, Sima family, and Nian family's massive purchase of supplies in the city, as well as the situation that food was in short supply.
Yuan Hu said helplessly: "Now, even if we have money, we can only buy some Tai Sui meat in the city to eat. We really can't buy the food grown in the fields."
Is there only Tai Sui meat left...?
Chengshuo glanced at the 'Golden Light Divine Armor' attached to his body, with a thoughtful look on his face.
His 'Golden Light Divine Armor' has a flaw that is not a flaw:
The 'Golden Light Divine Armor' requires spiritual power and blood to be generated.
If only one layer of divine armor is generated, then the consumption is only a drop in the bucket, which is not worth mentioning at all.
Only two layers are generated and can be ignored.
But if you keep stacking up, by the time the twenty-first layer is generated, the amount of spiritual power and blood consumed will be huge.
Therefore, to survive, you have to eat more food and store more fat to provide the energy and blood needed to generate armor.
In view of this, coupled with the pressure brought by the ancestors of the Zhuo family and the 'Ghost Mother and Son', Chengshuo Jiang said with a heart: "If you really can't buy food grown in the ground, then it might not be a bad idea to use Tai Sui meat instead. "
Between the 'disgusting Tai Sui meat' and the 'security brought by stacked armor', Chengshuo chose the latter after all.
He continued: "Didn't we help the Song family raise Tai Sui Meat in twenty water tanks? Since we can raise it as much as we want, why not get more water tanks and raise more meat?"
"I don't have that kind of technology..."
Yuan Hu shook his head and said: "The water tanks for cultivating Tai Sui meat are all specially made. Only aristocratic families have them. Furthermore, cultivating Tai Sui meat requires a lot of water, and we don't have the means to transport water... So we have to build a few more tanks." In terms of cost, it’s better to buy it directly from the aristocratic family.”
"That's okay."
Since Yuan Hu has said so, Cheng Sheng will no longer insist: "You continue to buy meat and deliver it to the secret room on time... The 'Golden Light Divine Armor' I am currently cultivating is not perfect yet, so I will continue to be in seclusion for a while.”
Golden light armor?
Help the supervisor call those black pieces of flesh on his body the 'Golden Light Divine Armor'?
Yuan Hu once again glanced at the jet-black flesh on the surface of the living body.
Seeing that there were bugs emerging from the meat from time to time, he finally couldn't help but said: "Sir, there won't be any problems with the technique you practice, right?"
"Problem? What problem can there be?" Chengshuo looked himself up and down and asked doubtfully: "Isn't this good?"
"That's okay..." Yuan Hu said helplessly, "It's okay, sir."
"Um."
Cheng Sheng said no more, just turned around and entered the secret room...
…
Ghost mother city.
In the square outside the Ghost Mother Palace, the Zhuo family, the Sima family, and the Nian family have all gathered here.
But high in the sky, Zhuo Xiuzhu, the ancestor of the Zhuo family, landed on the ground.
Seeing his arrival, the ancestors of the Sima family and the Nian family approached him and saluted him with fists in his hands.
"Brother Zhuo, our two families are ready and can break in at any time. Now we are waiting for you to break the 'spiritual light formation' of the Ghost Mother Palace."
"Don't worry, you two."
The ancestor of the Zhuo family gently stroked his long beard: "I have been planning for so long and swallowed so many monks. I have been waiting for the day when our mother will give birth!"
After saying that, he looked up to the sky and roared.
After whistling the order, they saw the Zhuo family disciples in the square throwing the mortal slaves on their shoulders forward.
These mortal slaves who were thrown out had lost their sense of self.
They squirmed on the ground, and after crawling to the edge of the 'Aura of Spiritual Light' in the Ghost Mother Palace, they spit out blood from their mouths.
at the same time.
The ancestor of the Zhuo family also quickly came to the 'Aura of Spiritual Light'.
He took a deep breath, his body became bloated with the inhalation, and his cheeks on both sides swelled like toads.
'puff'!
Suddenly, the ancestor of the Zhuo family opened his mouth and vomited towards the Ghost Mother Palace formation, and saw countless bruises spurting out from his mouth.
After being contaminated by the blood spurted by the mortal slaves and the ancestors of the Zhuo family, the "Aura of Spiritual Light" in the Ghost Mother Palace immediately became dim and dull, as if there was nothing there.
It is not difficult to see that blood congestion has the effect of breaking the 'spiritual light array'.
on the square.
As the ancestors of the Zhuo family and the mortal slaves continued to spurt out blood, the light on the surface of the 'Aura of Spiritual Light' became increasingly dimmer.
This lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour...
"snort!"
Suddenly, a young woman's cold snort came from the Ghost Mother's Palace.
The sound is nice.
Just this cold snort made the disciples of the aristocratic families in the Ghost Mother Palace Square involuntarily think of the world-famous face of the Ghost Mother Palace.
At the same time as the woman's voice sounded, the 'spiritual light array' covering the Ghost Mother Palace also took on a new look at this moment.
The formation emitted golden light, as if it had regained its vitality.
"this...."
Seeing that the formation was restored, the ancestor of the Zhuo family showed panic in his eyes: "Unexpectedly, it's time for mom to give birth, and she still has an extra hand!"
The ancestors of the Sima and Nian families also looked solemn.
"Brother Zhuo, our mother has charged this formation again, what should we do now?" asked the ancestor of the Nian family.
"Don't panic."
After a brief shock, the ancestor of the Zhuo family regained his composure: "Ask your people to go to the city and capture more mortals."
"No, not just mortals!"
The ancestor of the Zhuo family added: "Send out those cultivators in the embryo-building stage as well. If you encounter any loose cultivators in the city who are in the worshiping stage, catch them back. The more the better!"
"No matter what, we have to rush to the Ghost Mother Palace before Mom finishes giving birth!"
