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"Oh?" Guan Heng blinked and asked, "Little gift? What is that?"

"The strange beast on the back of your hand should be his own killer move against ghosts and undeads." The Witch God Phantom said: "Anyway, my phantom has been going through countless years and is about to disappear. So just add some ability to you, the strange beast."

"I am a phantom of the witch god's body, and also a soul splitting he stripped out." The witch god's phantom said slowly: "If I recover to a soul splitting and transform into pure power to merge into your strange beast, it will allow it to have some other abilities, but I don't know what specific abilities it is, it depends on how far your strange beast can evolve."

"Then aren't you going to disappear?" Guan Heng frowned, and wanted to say something, but the Witch God's Phantom said: "I have been waiting for this twelfth level for too long. If I can help you awaken the Witch God's body, everything is worth it."

Speaking of this, the phantom of the Witch God suddenly became transparent. Then, with a sound of ping, it turned into strange starlight and rushed into Guan Heng's hand. The three evil-breaking eyes of the ghost-swalking beast suddenly opened and closed. Then, a lot of blue and black scales were added to the ghost-swalking beast, which looked particularly majestic.

Suddenly, Guan Heng suddenly summoned a ghost-swallowing beast. The phantom rushed out, but in a flash, he quickly moved around for a while. Guan Heng narrowed his eyes: "Hmm? The degree is more than twice as fast as before, and this is also a significant improvement, but I believe that it has not only added such a little ability, but I will dig it slowly in the future."

"Now, we can finally leave." Looking around, Guan Heng found a teleportation array that could return to the secret cave in the back mountain of the Wu Clan Village, and walked over.

...

A moment later, the stone chamber of the secret cave in the back mountain of the Wu clan. "Hi, five elders." Guan Heng walked out of the teleportation array and greeted the five old men with a smile: "I'm back."

"Ah, Guan Heng, you're back." The elder rubbed his hands and smiled strangely: "Tell me, how many levels have you passed?"

"I have passed all the twelve levels." Guan Heng hugged his shoulders and smiled leisurely: "It's no difficulty."

"Yo roar!!" The elder jumped more than three feet high with joy. He laughed wildly and shouted to the other four old men: "I won, take out all your bets!"

"Unfortunate... I didn't expect that Guan Heng was so capable of beating. "The four elders cried and sent their treasures to the eldest elder with tears in their eyes: "I am willing to accept the loss, boss, please take them away."

"I'm not polite to you." The elder packed all these things and carried them in his hand. At this time, Guan Heng understood: "You... actually asked me to bet?"

"Damn old man, please make it clear to me!" Guan Heng was furious and grabbed the collar of the cloth robe of the elder: "I am fighting to death in the witch clan's illusion array. You guys are so good, you actually bet on me. It's simply outrageous!"

"Okay, there is something to say." The elder won a lot of money, so he naturally didn't want to turn against Guan Heng, otherwise the bet would be invalid. His eyes rolled and he quickly said with a smile on his face: "That, Lord Inheritor, we are wrong with betting on you without authorization. Let's do this, I will compensate you. What do you think? Don't hurt the harmony."

"Hmph, make up for me?" Guan Heng said angrily: "What can you give me? Look at the shabby appearance of you elders, you look poorer than Johnny."

"Hey, Guan Heng." The elder was displeased when he heard these ridiculed and contemptuous words: "Don't look down on others. Let me tell you, although I am not rich enough to compete with a country, I still have the same thing, just a baby."

"It's no point to say anything, you'll take it out and show it to me." Guan Heng curled his lips: "Who can't whine a few words?"

"Hmph, let you see it." The Great Elder took out a pair of dark blue armor from the unique metal storage plate of the Witch Clan, and placed it in front of everyone with a bang. "Did you see?" The Great Elder said proudly: "This is the martial soul armor passed down from my family."

"Dangdang." Guan Heng tapped the armor shell with his fingers and said disdainfully: "What's the point of a broken armor that is not so dark? I guess no one will pick it up if it throws it into the garbage dump."

"You really don't know the treasure, you've just grown a pair of good eyes."

The elder was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "This set of martial soul armor was given by His Majesty when he was following His Majesty the Witch God. This armor is called 'Martial Soul', and it contains a warrior's soul at the top of the holy level. If it can be used well, it will not be a problem even if this armor spreads across the Ashton Great 6."

"I don't believe it. There is too much water in your words." Guan Heng shook his head, and then he asked several other elders: "Everyone, isn't the Great Elder bragging, right?"

"Well..." An elder deliberately twisted his beard and smiled strangely because he was angry that his treasure was lost to the Great Elder, saying that he was very magical and sharp, but we have never seen what the armor does."

"Yes, yes, no one has seen how powerful this armor is." The other elders said at the same time: "We also think that the words of the Great Elder are not true."

"Stop your mouth!" The elder was so angry that his face turned purple when he heard this: "If the martial soul in this armor had not escaped long ago, I would have demonstrated the infinite uses of armor to you."

As soon as the words were said, the elder immediately realized that he had let go, but it was too late. Guan Heng and the four elders laughed at the same time: "What? It turns out that the martial souls have all escaped, so won't this armor become a waste?"

"He...this...I..." The elder stammered for a long time before a sentence came out: "Uh, in fact, as long as you catch another holy martial soul and seal it in the armor, the armor will still be a top-level equipment..."

"Bah!" Guan Heng couldn't help but spat on the ground, and he sneered: "Do you think the holy-level martial soul is so easy to capture? It's not a cat or dog. Go and grab a few of them and come and see me."

"Ah, in fact, in the past few decades, I have also tried to capture some beast souls and ghosts of the powerful human race, and sealed them in the martial soul armor." The elder shook his head slightly and said, "But the strength of these ghosts does not meet the standards of the holy level, and it is impossible to sway the effect of the martial soul armor to 100%. This is my great regret."
Chapter completed!