Zhao Fan ignored the white ink spirit, but looked at the golden ink spirit thoughtfully.
The golden ink spirit was ecstatic. It could see that this intruder cared about power and even wanted double power, so his life was saved.
"Even if you want to enslave two people from the Jin clan, the prerequisite must be there!" The white ink spirit said with tears in his eyes: "Now it's just one person, and tying two people of the same color has never happened in the past. I’ve never even tied two of different colors together!”
"oh?"
Zhao Fan shifted his gaze back to the former and said, "I'll go down and catch a golden ink spirit. Let's try it and we'll know?"
"Then hurry up!!!"
The white ink spirit couldn't wait to say: "It's only been an hour, and half a stick of incense has passed..."
"Anyway, there are a lot of Merlings. If you are gone, I will just capture them again."
Zhao Fan stood up nonchalantly and said with a smile, "I'll be right back."
"..."
The four ink spirits were speechless.
In the past, when Mo Ling was captured, the intruder would offer it like a treasure. After all, it was too difficult to capture.
As a result, this bastard didn't even take four ink spirits of different colors seriously...
There is no way, there is simply no solution to that terrifying prison.
"Wait here."
With a thought, Zhao Fan enveloped them in the sealing formation.
Even if they are reunited, they cannot be broken apart within an hour.
next moment.
Zhao Fan then walked out of the door of the retreat room.
Haozu, who was waiting outside, saw him coming out and asked curiously: "Junior Brother Jie, which color did you choose?"
"I haven't chosen yet."
Zhao Fan smiled and said: "I will go to Mo Shou Holy Mountain again and catch a golden ink spirit."
"ah?"
Haozu asked in surprise: "Did you kill the golden ink spirit in the four colors before?"
"No."
Zhao Fan shook his head and said: "The time is limited, we will talk about it later, I will temporarily seal them in your retreat room."
"Okay, I'll guard here." Haozu nodded. He has already led the way once. If he goes there again, it won't have much effect.
immediately.
Zhao Fan then used Ancestral Realm Arrival and once again appeared outside the edge of the Holy Mountain.
He held the Holy Prison in his hand and stepped into the mountain.
The numerous combinations of four-color black ink spirits that were previously pursued have long since dispersed.
However, there are still some sporadic single ink spirits nearby.
The moment Zhao Fan came in, they noticed it. They were shocked and started to combine the four colors. At the same time, they also sent an emergency signal to notify the ink spirit in the distance to come.
"Damn it!"
"That nasty intruder is here again!"
"He has captured one of the four black ink spirits, and he is still not satisfied?"
"asshole!"
The overwhelming abuse and roaring.
…
Zhao Fan glanced at it and locked onto a golden ink spirit that was about to merge.
"Detention!"
Zhao Fan waved his palm and sacrificed the Holy Prison into the void.
The golden ink spirit, which was about to merge with the other three colors, had no time to react and entered the holy prison uncontrollably.
"receive!"
Zhao Fan waved the Holy Prison into his hand and said with a smile: "Everyone, take your leave."
He turned around and stepped out of the edge of the Holy Mountain.
A lot of Mo Ling were left confused in the mountain.
"Ran?"
"What on earth is he going to do?"
"Why did you arrest a Jin clan member?"
"We are here, where are the intruders? Why are they missing?"
…
And Zhao Fan immediately returned to Haoqi Sect.
In front of the main hall of the retreat room.
When Haozu saw Zhao Fan leaving and coming back so quickly, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, "Caught him?"
"Um."
Zhao Fan nodded slightly and pushed open the door of the retreat room.
"He is back."
"It's really abominable. Why is it as easy to capture him as to play when he enters the Holy Mountain?"
"Those intruders before were so incompetent."
The Mo Lings discussed quietly.
Then, they saw Zhao Fan releasing the second golden ink spirit from the holy prison.
"Intruder! You already have a member of the Jin clan, why do you want to arrest me?!"
It roared unwillingly.
"Don't make any noise."
Zhao Fan said coldly: "If you stay quiet, I might consider sending Mo Ling back to Mo Shou Holy Mountain when he is no longer needed."
When all the black spirits heard that there was still hope of survival even if they were defeated, they suddenly became silent.
Zhao Fan's eyes kept switching between the two golden ink spirits.
Really can't tell any difference.
He asked thoughtfully: "Both of you, no matter who I refine, the additional abilities will be the same, right?"
"Um!"
Before they could answer, the white ink spirit next to it nodded. It really wanted to follow this magical human race.
】
"Then in order, I will enslave you first."
Zhao Fan stretched out his finger and pointed at the first golden ink spirit.
His perception covered the other party, "Don't resist."
The golden ink spirit stayed in place obediently, motionless.
"No source of consciousness?"
Zhao Fan was a little surprised.
Even energy life has its own source of consciousness.
"The core is the golden light particle!"
Zhao Fan tried according to the slavery method mentioned by Haozu.
"Um?"
He became even more confused.
Because the process of enslavement is like recognizing the owner of a treasure.
It was as if this golden ink spirit was not a life, but a treasure!
what's the situation?
Zhao Fan thought for a moment and put this irrelevant question aside for the time being.
He immediately checked his status.
The touched rule of destruction has a golden spot, constantly jumping and floating, as if the rules seeds have been coated with a layer of gold.
"The power of 20% is really wonderful."
Zhao Fan couldn't help but admired.
At this time, the golden ink spirit enslaved by it had disappeared.
There is one golden ink spirit left.
Zhao Fan stretched out his fingers again and touched the opponent's naked body. At the same time, his perception covered it.
Then the golden light particle was sensed.
Just when Zhao Fan was ready to enslave him with the rules of death.
He was actually rejected by the golden light particles!
Not only that, even the golden ink spirit that has been bound to the rules of destruction is also rejecting it!
Zhao Fan shook his head and said helplessly: "It seems that I have overthought it. Two ink spirits of the same color cannot be enslaved at the same time."
He felt very sorry.
Otherwise, it will directly increase the power by 40%...
Plus five times the madness.
Maybe it will go from being infinitely close to the threshold of the single-rule Saint Ancestor to reaching it.
Forty percent of the power is impressive!
pity.
Zhao Fan deduced that it was still impossible to create an unprecedented miracle with just a 20% increase in power. It was still a little short of the mark. It was just that the distance was closer than before.
"Failed?!"
The white ink spirit said happily: "Master, choose me, choose me quickly."
Zhao Fan rolled his eyes, "Why are you so anxious? I can enslave two of them. Now I have ordered a gold one and there is one left. I am wondering whether to choose the white one for you or the black one."
"Anyway, just don't consider me..."
The red ink spirit was numb.
Unless it is a particularly powerful level, the 20% recovery speed is indeed not comparable to other additional abilities.
