The Opening Concocts Aura Recovery

Zhao Zhiruo also knew what the water friends said, so she hurriedly asked now.

Through the previous events, Zhao Zhiruo knew that strong force was useless, and whether she should be killed in seconds by tricks or in seconds.

Don't you see that Awei is so strong, he still can't move when he meets An Beiqing.

So instead of relying on courage to fight recklessly, it is better to learn a few tricks from Uncle Jiu.

"Indeed, but this method will do a lot of damage to you. Thinking about Zhiruo and Bold, you should still have an impression of the last time to invite the gods!"

Uncle Jiu nodded.

Of course he knew that they couldn't deal with An Bei Qingchu, so he was also prepared for the last resort.

"A magic spell please?!"

Upon hearing this term, all three of them were shocked.

The last time Zhao Zhiruo saw the Giant Spirit God on Zhang Bold's body with his own eyes. At that time, Zhang Bold went directly from an ordinary person to an invincible god, with astonishing force.

Therefore, she was deeply touched by the power of inviting the gods. Now that she also had the opportunity to experience the feeling of inviting the gods, she was naturally very excited.

Awei was equally surprised and excited.

As for the technique of inviting the gods, they have studied it in Xixiang City for a long time, and in the end they all identified this move as the strongest move of Maoshan technique.

So Awei has long wanted to find a chance to experiment.

However, unlike the two of them, Zhang Bold's face instantly turned pale.

"Master, can I only use the magic spell?"

Zhang Bold is the only one who has experienced the magic of inviting the gods, so he knows very well that the magic of inviting the gods is not so beautiful.

The last time he saved the day by asking for magic spells, he didn't have much memory of that time, but Zhang Bold had been weak for a long time after that, and the most important thing was that he still had nightmares every day.

In the dream, he was often trampled under by a great god, causing him to be incapacitated every day.

That kind of real nightmare scares Zhang Bold until now.

So he didn't dare to experience the magic of inviting the gods lightly.

"This is the only way to do it now, other methods are too time-consuming..."

Uncle Jiu shook his head.

Before he could say another word, something happened suddenly.

Rumble!

"Qi trainers—damn Qi trainers, where are you, come out and die!"

"It's close, the blood food is ahead."

Waves of violent sounds suddenly came from a distance, followed by a sense of violent oppression along the passage of Huangquan.

The other party was far away, but the pressure had already made Zhao Zhiruo and the others want to kneel on the ground.

"coming!"

Uncle Jiu raised his head and frowned.

"Junior brother, we are here!"

At this time, Shi Jian's voice also came from the mobile phone.

"Uncle Jiu, don't hesitate anymore, let's use the magic trick!"

Sensing the movement of unknown monsters in the distance, Awei immediately spoke.

"Yes, if you are bold, bear with it!"

Zhao Zhiruo nodded.

She could already feel the fury and hostility of those monsters rushing over.

She felt that if they didn't strengthen themselves, the other party would blow them to death in one breath.

"it is good!"

Naturally, Zhang Bold couldn't be hypocritical anymore, he nodded his head hastily.

"Okay, the three of you pour out a bowl of blood, we don't have time to set up the altar, and then we will sacrifice blood to the gods, and ask the gods to come down to save the scene!"

Uncle Jiu nodded, and immediately took out some god-inviting charms, and drew a gossip formation on the ground.

Zhao Zhiruo and the three of them also knew that they couldn't waste time. Seeing that there were no blood containers around, they dug a piece of wall and made it into the shape of a bowl.

As soon as the bowl was finished, the three of them cut open their hands and sucked the blood into it.

When they had a bowl of blood, they placed it in the formation according to Uncle Jiu's instructions.

Chapter 135 Three Gods

"Thirty-three days on the head of the disciple. The disciple silently invites the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. I swear by blood, and ask the gods and gods to be in place, and hurry like a law!"

Uncle Jiu recited the mantra silently, stepping on the ground with one foot.

boom!