I, God's favorite, master of elves!

The source song itself has the Rock Emperor, an elf in the late period of the monarch, and the spiritual power provided is enough to contract the Bimon giant tortoise.

However, today's Yuanqu's physical fitness is not as good as before. Even if he can contract the Bimon giant tortoise, if he is buried in the ground, the connection between himself and the elves will be broken.

Lifespan is always the biggest problem for human beings.

Unlike elves, elves can survive for a long time because they are nourished by aura.

The higher the strength, the longer the survival time.

At present, in the records of the alliance, there has never been a case of a monarch-level elf dying of old age.

There are elves in the growing stage.

There are also many elves in the newborn stage, and their approximate life span is comparable to that of humans.

To put it bluntly, once Yuanqu unfortunately passed away one day, then the Behemoth giant tortoise in the alien space may still be invaded by magic thoughts.

As for, let the Behemoth giant tortoise enter the earth.

They dare not let a wild elf who has not made an elf blood contract enter the earth.

Didn't you see the Behemoth giant tortoise getting angry, its body turned into a size of [-] meters, and just stomping its feet, the ground within a thousand miles was turned over.

If it is really going to erupt on the earth, it is estimated that it will be a devastating disaster.

"Senior, I don't know if I can do it?!"

At this moment, Li Cun patted his chest and asked with a righteous face.

After all, he is still young and strong, and he has a monarch-level elf, the sacred dragon horse, which can barely provide him with the spiritual power to sign a blood contract with the Beamon giant tortoise.

The most important thing is that he still has two contract elf parts available for use now.

Looking at the confident Li Cun, the Behemoth giant tortoise shook his head and said, "Although your mental strength is up to the standard, your body is still too weak."

To become the master of his Behemoth giant tortoise, one must have a strong body.

Although Li Cun's physical fitness is at the top level among ordinary people.

However, in the eyes of the Behemoth giant tortoise, it is still too weak.

Once the blood contract is signed with him, the Bimon giant tortoise, without strong physical fitness, is prone to the phenomenon that the body cannot bear the feedback.

The consequences are very serious. Once you can't bear it, you will explode and die.

At this time, the Behemoth giant tortoise set its eyes on Zhang Heng, as if looking at something.

After a while, the Behemoth giant tortoise's eyes lit up.

He found that Zhang Heng's physical fitness was so strong that he was no worse than the peak elite, defensive, and powerful elves.

However, the Behemoth giant tortoise shook his head helplessly and said, "It's a pity, this kid is more suitable for me to choose."

"It's just that, in terms of mental strength, it's still too weak."

In general, the Beamon giant tortoise is not very satisfied with Zhang Heng's choice.

If Zhang Heng's mental strength can be stronger, he can sign a blood contract with Zhang Heng.

It's a pity that the strength of the stupid fish is only in the elite late stage. Unless the strength of the stupid fish continues to improve, perhaps, only when it reaches the middle or late stage of the lord can it try to sign a blood contract with the Beamon giant tortoise.

Today, the Behemoth giant tortoise is still too far away for Zhang Heng.

After denying it three times in a row, everyone was also very depressed.

In this case, it is equivalent to not being resolved.

At this moment, Zhang Heng seemed to think of something.

"Senior, as long as my spiritual power reaches your standard, will you make a blood contract with me?"

After hearing this, the Behemoth giant tortoise nodded and said, "That's right, unfortunately, your physical fitness is up to the standard, but your mental strength is too weak."

"Unless your spiritual power improves, you can make a blood contract with me."

If the mental strength is not up to the standard and the blood contract is forced, there is only one consequence.

Your mind is blown.

In the later stage of the monarch, the spiritual power required to be close to the peak level is not a joke.

In the history of the current alliance, no one has ever successfully signed a contract with a monarch-level elf.

All the monarch-level elves in the alliance were raised from childhood.

"Senior, although my mental power is not up to the standard now, if I want to reach the standard, I believe it will not take long."

"Before that, I have a way to protect you, senior, from the invasion of magic thoughts."

Yuanqu, Li Cun, and the giant tortoise Beamon all looked at Zhang Heng with puzzled faces after hearing it. Obviously, they didn't know what else Zhang Heng could do to solve it.

"Tell me, boy, what is the solution?"

"That's right, Master Zhang Heng, tell me quickly."

Li Cun on the side hurriedly urged.

This Prairie Star is under his jurisdiction. Now, if the problem of the Behemoth giant tortoise cannot be resolved for a day, he will not feel at ease for a day.

He has experienced the power of the giant tortoise, but he doesn't want to experience it a second time.

An elf of this level is only suitable as a companion, not an enemy.

Moreover, he knows that on the grassland star, there is another monarch-level elf that is comparable to the Beamon giant tortoise.

If it weren't for the fact that the Behemoth giant tortoise and the rock emperor were here, they would probably have fought.

"Just rely on this."

While speaking, Zhang Heng took out the only large box left from the space pocket.

Inside, there are perfect quality top-level psionic cubes.

The two boxes that Zhang Heng threw out before were both high-level psionic cubes of perfect quality.

The two big boxes can already purify the magic thoughts in the Bimeng giant tortoise, so what about the top-level psionic cube, which is ten times more powerful than the high-level psionic cube?
It is not an exaggeration to say that as long as the Behemoth giant tortoise takes it every night, it is enough to avoid the invasion of the magic idea.

After all, after the psionic cube is digested, the energy hidden in its body can be kept for a period of time.

Under Zhang Heng's seat, the stupid fish felt unhappy on the spot after feeling the breath of the perfect quality top-level psionic cube.

[Shit shovel!This is Grandpa's Psionic Cube! 】

【Why give it to other elves! 】

[What about being each other's good partners? 】

[You actually gave the master's favorite psionic cube to other elves, shit shoveler, you have changed your mind! 】

For a moment, the stupid fish's face was full of grievances.

Even if he wanted to give it away, why did he do it in front of his face.

Moreover, what he couldn't accept the most was that it was supposed to be delivered on his head!
Isn't this the same as letting him give in to the Beamon giant tortoise with his own hands? !

After feeling the vibration under his body, Zhang Heng punched the stupid fish on the head and said, "What are you going crazy about?"

"I have enough of these things. I can have as many as I want. What's the situation with your expression?!"

While speaking, Zhang Heng said to the Beamon giant tortoise, "Senior, this psychic cube is enough to guarantee that you will be protected from the invasion of magic thoughts every night in the future."