The Spirit of Fog Mountain's eyes shone brightly, and he stretched out his hand desperately at the Hammer of Heradik, cheering on his mouth, but his body was firmly grasped by Wayne's left hand, and his arms were stretched out so long that it could not reach it.

He is an old monster of at least two thousand years old, but the crystal villain is just a spiritual crystal servant created by the spirit of the Mist Mountain. He is not a complete personality, but only a part of the personality fragments, which are inevitably childish.

Wayne snorted angrily: "No." His heart moved, "Are you sure this is a magical artifact?"

The Hammer of Heradik is of course a magical artifact, but it is a magical artifact of the dark world, not a magical artifact of this world.

The artifacts in this world not only look at their functions, but also have to see whether they are recognized by the origin of the world. Once recognized, if they are destroyed, there will be punishment.

The Spirit of Fog Mountain nodded: "It's a magical artifact, I won't admit my mistake. Give it to me. I'll save you 100 million, no, you 8,000, uh, 50 million debts."

Wayne has a high position on the Spirit of Mist Mountain in his heart, and even suspects that He is a god who has suffered heavy damage and fallen into a deep sleep. Since He has confirmed that he is a divine weapon, it is really.

He received the Hammer of Heradik when he sacrificed the artifact made by the goblin death blood sacrifice to Black Stone City. Did he tear off the "trademark" of the artifact and paste it on the hammer when he sacrificed it?

Wayne put away the Hammer of Heradik. The Spirit of the Mist Mountain was about to protest, but saw a dark golden box appearing on Wayne's right hand. He immediately widened his eyes and almost drooled, shouting: "Another magical artifact, two items are counted as 100 million for you, let's smooth the account!"

It's indeed a magical artifact.

The Heradik square was obtained by sacrificing the eye of a god in the Fang tribe. The eyeball was mostly a projection or fragment of the Eye of Gewush - not a profession of the same name, but the eye lost by the orc god Gewush.

Wayne put away the Hammer of Heradik, took out the Wolf Howling Helmet, and asked, "Is this a magical artifact?"

"Yeah, it's also a magical artifact!" The Spirit of Mizushan nodded excitedly, "Give me this one too. I predict that you will break another heirloom of my family next time, and you can pay compensation in advance."

The Wolf Howling Helmet was originally just a dark gold-level helmet, but after sacrificed the gray wolf totem, it was infused with divine power and obtained stronger attributes. Unexpectedly, it became a magical weapon. No, it should be said that it really became a magical weapon.

Wayne was satisfied. He was originally going to punch a hole in the Wolf Howling helmet - unless the dark gold equipment has a hole, at most one hole - and then inlay the Rune Thad No. 33, using Tad's characteristics to ensure that the Wolf Howling helmet will not be shattered by the Legendary War Post and will not be destroyed by the level 9 spell.

But now that it has become a magic weapon, there is no need for THAAD. The probability of destroying the magic weapon is not high. Basically, the mage is only a percentage, such as a level 25 mage, which is 25%.

This hole can be inlaid with other runes or dark gold jewelry, especially dark gold jewelry, eight rainbow facets, four of which trigger a certain skill 100% when death, and four of which trigger a certain skill 100% when upgrading, and Wayne can set one for upgrade.

But then I thought about it, the level 40 blizzard of the big killer during the upgrade is enough. Although the probability of the big crack destruction weapon is low, after all, there is a probability, so it is safer to add a THAAD.

Wayne put away his wolf howl, pointed to the land of Hailabo on his head, and asked, "Is this a magical artifact?"

The Spirit of Fog Mountain looked at it, shook his head, but he also wanted to: "This is counted as five million gold coins for you, and the armor on your body can also be counted as five million. Don't think that I can't see the invisible ones. I have the Spirit of Wealth, and all treasures are invisible in my eyes! Give me three magical artifacts and ten more of them. Even if you break my heirloom gems next time, I won't care."

Wayne nodded. It seemed that high-level dark gold, high-level rune words were equivalent to legendary magic equipment.

"You nodded!" The Spirit of the Fog Mountain shouted happily, "Wayne, you are a good person, hurry up and give it to me."

Wayne shook his head quickly, but was not going to take out the ancient book of Lan Yisen and ask. Obviously, Lan Yisen's ancient book is also a magical artifact, and even the Crow's Nest is also a magical artifact!

"Take a fool!"

The Spirit of the Mist Mountain struggled desperately, but Wayne could break free from 83 points of strength? This is because Wayne was not violent. If he entered a violent state, his power soared to 91. Not to mention the Spirit Crystal servant of the Spirit of the Mist Mountain, even if he was caught, he would not be able to break free.

Wayne thought about what the Spirit of Fog Mountain said and asked, "You just mentioned the Realm of Wealth?"

The spiritual realm of a psychic warlock is equivalent to the realm of divine art. It is a set of divine art modules constructed by gods who analyze the origin of the world, master relevant laws, and can not only be used by themselves, but also given to the priest.

There are many gods in the wealth field, such as the Goddess of Wealth, such as the Dragon God. The gods of the Dragon God system are all dragons. The dragon is greedy for money and is easiest to master the wealth field and the greedy field.

People in the abandoned land do not believe in gods. The Spirit of Mist Mountain will not be the priest of a god. It seems that he is indeed a god. Combined with the possibility of His suspected gem dragon, Wayne would doubt whether he is the gem dragon god Sadivo?

But Sadivo's body is a ruby ​​dragon. According to its characteristics, even if the crystal servant is made, the crystal villain made should be ruby. The spirit of the Mist Mountain is emerald green, mostly an emerald dragon, perhaps an ancient jade dragon that has advanced to the special profession of dragons.

But the spirit of the Fog Mountain refused to admit it: "Have I said it? You heard it wrong."

Wayne snorted: "Not mentioning this, I have been promoted to the legendary barbarian. Tell me what I should say quickly, I'm very busy."

If it weren't for the teleportation here, he had already set out again to raid the Griffin's Nest. Compared with a day ago, his strength has more than doubled. Just the rapid advancement of attribute values ​​can allow him to massacre the city and destroy the country and defeat the four legends.

"You compensate me first..."

“There is no door.”

"Hey, there are many doors here?"

"I mean, you have to be conscientious. I gave you a level 44 ancient black dragon blood scale tyrant, a fresh and hot corpse, even the dragon soul was specially left to you. You were actually greedy and got a tattered gem to blackmail me."

The Spirit of the Fog Mountain whispered: "I'm not a human."

"You have to be a dragon."

"Hey, does Long also want to be conscientious? Woo... It hurts so much, you want to beat me to death!"

Bang!

Wayne banged the head of the Wushan Spirit. He had tried his best to lighten it, but the head of the Wushan Spirit was still sunk and tears filled it. The Wushan Spirit reached out and touched it, probably taking out a ball of star crystal from the half plane, buckled it on the sunken head with his backhand, rubbed it, filled it, and restored its round little head.

Wayne couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He didn't want to really kill the Spirit of Mist Mountain.

He took his finger back and looked at it, thinking, "I can kill others with ease. How can I find a woman in the future? Isn't it too terrifying to shoot through my body and my brain as written in some heavy-taste novels? It seems that my woman must have physical immunity, but how can I expose her physical immunity?"

Just as he was about to poke, the spirit of Fog Mountain poked his nose again, his palm facing up, and he was confident: "Pay money! Isn't you touching that porcelain now?"

"Well……"

Wayne was stunned. It was true that he almost killed the Spirit of Fog Mountain just now. It seemed unreasonable not to pay for some medical expenses.

He let go of the Spirit of Mist Mountain with his left hand and touched the dimensional bag with his right hand. The Spirit of Mist Mountain suddenly had his eyes shining and he shouted excitedly: "I want that hammer! I want that box! I want that helmet! I want! I want it all! Hey, don't touch the dimensional bag, just forget about the entire dimensional bag, you actually have fifty-three dimensional bags on you, all of them are for me, um, leave one for you, just give me 52."

"I think beautifully!" Wayne took out a stone horse statue and gently put it in the hands of the spirit of the Mist Mountain, saying reluctantly, "My BMW, my Heirloom BMW, my Heirloom BMW full of precious memories. I have treasured it for two thousand years. Well, no, I have treasured it for sixteen years, worth billions of heirom BMW! To express my apology and for our friendship, I have given you the Heirloom BMW, you must treat it well."

The stone horse Terrell has not been used for a long time and can never be used anymore. Even if he doesn't need teleportation, his running speed is far better than that of a horse.

The spiritual energy of the Mist Mountain made his nose crooked: "This is the lowest magic item. You can only summon ordinary horses for eight hours a day. You are lying to me!"

Wayne curled his lips. He was better than your inferior gem that was not even a magic item. He hummed, cleared his throat, and said, "I'm really not lying to you. The deep feelings between Tyrel and I are not something you can imagine."

"You still give Shima a name? It's so stupid, uh, Tyrel..." The Spirit of Mizu Mountain frowned, "Although I've never heard of this name, for some reason, I felt a little palpitation after hearing it."

Wayne's heart moved. Even if the Spirit of Mist Mountain is not the Dragon of the Gods, he is also the ancient jade dragon/legendary spiritual warlock, and is the top legend.

Magic is divided into eight systems, soul is divided into six systems, and five types of gem dragons each occupy one system:

The amethyst dragon is the one who carries the energy (mind transformation system), the crystal dragon is the one who transmits the heart (mind confusion control system), the sapphire dragon is the spirit traveler (mind teleportation system), the topaz dragon is the one who changes (mind self-shaping system), and the jade dragon is the one who sees the insight (mind prophecy system).

There was also the sixth gem dragon in ancient times, and the obsidian dragon was the shape-creator (mind creation system).

The Gem Dragon God Sadivo is a hexagram all-round ruby ​​dragon, but there is only one Ruby Dragon, and no second one.

The spirit of the Mist Mountain is mostly an emerald dragon, and it is likely that it has become the Dragon of God and the top prophecy. The prophecy ability may be only under the God of Prophecy Savras. He felt palpitations when he heard the name Tyrel. Could it be that Tyrel would come to this world?

Wayne can chase Barr to this world if he chases Barr, either the system is wrong, or Barr really runs to this world if he does. If it is the latter, Barr can come, and of course Tyrell can come too.

In the darkness, Tyrel stands on the side of human beings, guiding human beings to defeat the three demons. Kane, the sage of human beings, believed from the bottom of his heart that if Tyrel had not stopped him, the angel council of the higher heaven would have exterminated human beings.

But Wayne is not Kane. In his eyes, Tyrell is a person with ulterior motives. At least Tarasha was killed by Tyrell.

What's more, the spirit of the Mist Mountain is heartbroken, which means that Tyrel will not only come to this world, but also become the enemy of the Mist Mountain Spirit!

Although Wayne doesn't respect the Spirit of Mist Mountain, he holds it in his hands, snails and scolds him, it's just to dispel the greed of the Spirit of Mist Mountain originating from the Dragon Clan. Putting aside this, Wayne regards the Spirit of Mist Mountain as a potential ally.

He believed that the Spirit of Mist Mountain was an Emerald Dragon and a Senior of the Gem Dragon. His sister Alice became a Crystal Dragon. The Gem Dragon was born with spiritual power, but the gods in this plane forbidden their spiritual power. Once exposed, Alice would inevitably be killed by the gods.

Wayne had the plan to win the experience points of the gods and the sister factor, so he and the Gem Dragon Clan would definitely become allies.

"Tyrel."

Wayne sneered. He had been determined to challenge Tyrel in the dark world, but he was busy dealing with the three demons at that time and could not take care of them. If he met them in this world, he would never let them go.

The Spirit of the Fog Mountain looked at Wayne's expression, blinked thoughtfully, first put away the stone horse statue, and said, "I have a lot of them, so I can ignore your invasion, but Alice is already fifteen years old..."

"Uh, what's wrong with the age of fifteen?"

"Humans are all adults at the age of fifteen. They can get married at the age of fifteen. As an older brother, you should prepare a generous dowry for your younger sister. I think 100 million gold coins are similar, and you have so many magical tools, and you don't give half of them to your younger sister. Are you still worthy of being your older brother?"

Wayne saw through the spirit of the Mist Mountain at first glance. Because of his incomplete personality, his plan was too lame, so he simply let him give up: "Listen, my sister is not allowed to marry!"

"Huh, how can this be done?"

"Okay, this topic ends here. Don't think about the magic weapon. If you want gold coins, you can do it millions and billions, but you have to do me a little favor."

"Billion!" The Spirit of the Fog Mountain quickly patted his chest, "We are our own people, just say it, I will definitely help."

Wayne said: "It took me only seven months to advance from a non-professional person to a legend."

Papa, the spirit of the fog mountain applauded.

"But my companions, my subordinates, and the talents I look forward to will inevitably not keep up with my growth rate."

"Yes, this will definitely not keep up."

"So, I want to ask you to help them speed up their time."

"Add, acceleration time, hahaha, Wayne, what are you talking about? How is the acceleration time possible? Even if the level 9 magic time stops, its essence is just acceleration, not acceleration time."

Wayne grabbed the spirit of the Misty Mountain again, pulled it to his face, stared at him, and asked, "How did my sister turn from a young crystal dragon into a young crystal dragon? She grew up fifty years old in half a year. You turned my loli into an aunt without my consent, and said, what the hell is going on?"

The Spirit of the Mist Mountain was shocked: "How did you know?"

Wayne showed an unfathomable smile: "You have the field of wealth, I have the field of brother and sister. If you have the field of brother and sister, you can know your sister well and have insight into it."
Chapter completed!