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This black robed old witch who had suddenly appeared in the air indicated that he wanted to worship her?

The old witch's voice was extremely hoarse, like the sound of foam rubbing against each other. Anyone who heard it would feel their spirit energy stir. This was definitely a spirit technique, yet it was impossible to differentiate between the two.

"It's it! Without it's attack, I definitely wouldn't have been able to kill the Cockscomb Flower King Snake!"

Uncle Dong Mu Chen's pupils contracted as he noticed the black cat in the old witch's embrace. It was indeed the black cat. When he was fighting the Cockscomb Snake, it moved as fast as lightning and kicked the head of the Cockscomb Snake hard. That was why the Cockscomb Snake was able to kill him.

As if it could feel Uncle Dong's fear, the black cat let out a meow.

Uncle Dong Mu Chen's body stiffened, and his mind buzzed non-stop. With his body as the center, the surrounding vegetation seemed to have been swept up by a hurricane. The meowing sound was like a tiger's roar. When he looked at the black cat again, it was just like a fierce tiger. The chilling aura caused his hair to stand on end.

"A hundred year old beast martial spirit?" Turning his Blood Wheel Magic Eye, he was able to discern the black cat's strength with a single glance.

Uncle Dong, Mu Chen, was shocked, but his heart was filled with mixed emotions. If the black cat already possessed such terrifying strength, then how terrifying would that old witch who called herself Lord Gargamel be?

This black cat's cultivation was equivalent to a Great Spirit Master?

It seemed that the Gargamel was very satisfied with her fear. "I am the master of this forest of magicians, the mighty Gargamel. Little kid, you're quite brave to actually dare to enter the Magus Forest by yourself to hunt spirit beasts. Hm! Let me see. "Kid, your Spiritual Energy must have reached Rank 10. No wonder you're in such a hurry to kill Spiritual Beasts, obtain Spiritual Rings, and become a Spirit Master and possess a Spiritual Skill, right?"

In front of the Gargamel, Uncle Dong Mu Chen was like a vacuum, with no secrets hidden on his body.

"Unfortunately, there are many types of attributes. Not all spiritual rings can be absorbed by you!"

The Gargamel rode on a broom, and its ear-piercing sound echoed out.

"Yes!" Absorbing a spirit ring depends on the corresponding attribute! " Uncle Dong Mu Chen nodded.

Although Uncle Dong Mu Chen had no experience hunting Spiritual Beasts, he knew a bit about the effects of Spiritual Beasts Rings back in the Spirit Gate. Spirit Masters were the most noble jobs in the Jia Ye Continent.

If a Spirit Master wanted to continuously advance, he would need to hunt Spiritual Beasts and obtain Spiritual Rings.

Spirit rings were divided into many different types, and their quality also had different attributes.

The seven colors of the rainbow represented the year of the spirit beast. For example, the spirit ring floating on the corpse of the Chicken Crown Flower King was red. Only a spirit beast that had cultivated for less than a hundred years would have a red spirit ring after being killed.

The Eastern Uncle Mu Chen possessed two martial spirits, the Nine Dragons Heaven's Expanse Cauldron and the Blood Wheel Spell Eye. These two types of martial spirits were similar to trash spirits. In addition to the peace he had before the destruction of the Spiritual Gate, he did not even know what his attributes were.

"Let the great master Gargamel think about what attribute this flower snake is!"

She flicked her slender nails that were slightly curled: "Strength, attack, poison mist, tsk tsk, this little flower snake has the horned dragon's bloodline after all, its attributes are truly complex, so it should be considered an evil attribute. The spirit technique you're proficient in should be a 'Negative Halo'. "Eh?"

Before the word 'train' could even be uttered, the Gargamel's teeth were already chattering.

"How is this possible?" Shocked, incredulous, funny expressions fixed on her face.

At this moment, Uncle Dong Mu Chen took a few steps forward and looked at the spirit ring floating above the corpse of the Chicken Crown Flower King. He circulated his spirit energy and actually created a resonance with the magnetic field, causing the spirit ring to turn into a ray of light and be absorbed by him.

Absorbing a spirit ring was the same as absorbing contribution points.

At the same time, under normal circumstances, only by personally killing the spirit beast could one obtain a spirit ring, and the other condition was that they have to correspond to their attributes. For example, a water attributed Spirit Master would have to hunt a Fiery Flaming Leopard and the resulting spirit ring would be a fire attribute.

"A Blood Martial Spirit! It's actually a rare Blood Martial Spirit!" After the initial shock, the Gargamel's eyes lit up.

He looked at his uncle Mu Chen with a focused gaze, like a wolf staring at a lamb.

"What Blood Martial Spirit?" What was the old witch saying? "Could it be that it's referring to my Martial Spirit attribute?"

From time to time, he heard the eerie, ear-piercing laughter of the Gargamel. However, at this moment, the Eastern Uncle Mu Chen was completely oblivious. From killing the Cockscomb Flower King to producing a spirit ring, he finally possessed a spirit skill that belonged to him, his first spirit ring. All of these things made him feel as if he was in a dream; it was ethereal and unreal.

Negative Halo; reduces the enemy's combat strength by 20%.

"Terrifying, terrifying! So this is the power of a Spirit Master. " With his own martial soul technique, Dong Bo Mu Chen finally understood how terrifying a Spirit Master was.

With a thought, the spirit ring floated behind his head, crimson red like blood, and the surroundings of the spirit ring emitted a hazy bloody glow. At the same time, his muscles and veins bulged, and his two arms were like the tail of a Cockscomb King. After absorbing the spirit ring, he felt like a human python.

"Terrifying, truly terrifying!" Looking at his arms, Dong Bo Mu Chen was ecstatic.

At this moment, he was like a human-shaped giant python, the crown prince's shadow covered his entire body, his eyes were blood-red, like a lampshade, as long as he released his spirit energy to stare at his opponent, his opponent would feel a short moment of dizziness, reducing his opponent's fighting strength by 20%, this was the terror of the negative spiritual technique halo.

One could imagine, in a battle of life and death, if the opponent's battle prowess were to be weakened temporarily, wouldn't that be fatal?

"Hehehehe, hehehehe, my lord Gargamel is so lucky!" You actually told me to meet a little kid with a Bloodthirsty Martial Spirit's physique. As for the Blood Martial Spirit, it could be said to be a fusion of all attributes. No matter if it was fighting or hunting spirit beasts, it would inevitably produce a blood aura. That blood aura was something that would nourish the body of the Blood Martial Spirit. It can be said that Blood Martial Spirits are naturally born hunters. In every battle, as long as they do not die, they will grow terrifying.

"In addition, a Blood Spirit Master can also have additional attributes!"

"For example, Battle Aura, Negative Aura, Evil Curse, and other spiritual skills. As long as one can personally kill Spirit Beasts, they will be able to obtain a Spirit Ring. Unlike normal Spirit Masters, they need to avoid it, and after absorbing different types of Spirit Rings, there will be negative effects."

"A Blood Martial Spirit Master is simply a natural born hunter, a monstrous genius!"

The Gargamel chuckled sinisterly and spoke a lot in one breath. It was as if it was shocked that the martial spirit of the Eastern Uncle Mu Chen was actually a rare Blood Martial Spirit that only appeared once in a thousand years.

It could be said that as long as a Blood Spirit Master did not die, they would all be peerless monsters.

Furthermore, the Gargamel was naturally happy, because its uncle, Mu Chen, was just a novice Spirit Master with a new Spirit Skill. To her, killing a Spirit Master was like a piece of cake.

"Haha, I, the mighty Lord Gargamel, love to kill geniuses the most!"

High up in the sky, the Gargamel's sinister laughter was resounding. It did not try to conceal its killing intent at all. She flicked her long, curled nails, causing a series of clicks.

Dong Bo Mu Chen seemed to sense the undisguised aura of danger coming from the Gargamel, and he was jolted awake. The excitement of possessing the first spirit ring was extinguished in an instant.

"Crap!" That old witch wants to kill me? "