Fantasy: Starting from the Nine Crowns

Qin Yuntian was of course not interested in eating directly. Even if he had a way to turn that body into a medicinal pill or make it into a delicacy, he felt nauseated when he thought that he was once in this guy's body.

Qin Yuntian slowly descended and came to the huge body. Although the beast had died, the essence contained in its body was still there, and it was a great tonic.

Qin Yuntian chose to absorb it directly. He pinched a seal, which is the devouring art, which can devour some beneficial substances.

Qin Yuntian absorbed the spiritual energy, like a whale swallowing it, and the body shriveled in the blink of an eye, which was enough to show how huge the spiritual energy capacity of Qin Yuntian's body was.

If he said it out, it would make everyone feel terrified, which is why Qin Yuntian had just felt tired after fighting for so long.

But the total amount is large. Once it is consumed, it is difficult to recover quickly. Even his indestructible divine body is not completely free of any cost when the wound heals automatically. It also consumes Qin Yuntian's mana. He has a heavier burden.

After devouring all the remaining spiritual power in the demon beast, Qin Yuntian didn't feel so full, but was able to cheer up.

He looked at the sky again, at the world, the world of the black-robed old man, he had already seen how powerful it is to maintain the operation of a world, but those small worlds are governed by the heaven and the earth, no matter how bad it is. It is controlled by the Qinglong Pagoda.

Those are not things Qin Yuntian can move, because that would directly violate the interests of the Lord of the World, and the rewards are huge, but the costs associated with them are unbearable.

And this small world is just right, not as small as those scattered fragments, and not so powerful. It just happened that Qin Yuntian was going to kill the black-robed old man, and this place became a no-man's land.

At that time, he will study hard, maybe he will be able to directly grasp, or indirectly understand the power of the world, and create a world of his own. Take a few steps yourself.

Qin Yuntian wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth. The most urgent task now is to go to the ghost town to find out. As for the disposal of these spoils, it will not be too late to talk about it later.

So he turned into a streamer and headed quickly, but he was very careful and concealed his whereabouts, because there would be many ghost soldiers patrolling in groups near the ghost town.

In a certain corner of the ghost town, or at the very core of this world, there is a figure who is looking at Qin Yuntian with a grim smile. He has already set up a net in the ghost town in front of him.

Right now, he was thinking about Qin Yuntian's helpless, frightened, and frightened expression after he fell into his own trap and stepped on his own 433 trap, the way Qin Yuntian begged him for mercy.

But his wishful thinking was destined to fail. Qin Yuntian would be the one who laughed, because he didn't know that the latter had already begun to plan what to do with his world.

In this world, even the black-robed old man or all the wealth of the entire Presbyterian Church has been designated as a trophy by Qin Yuntian.

The abacus of the two was good, each thinking about how to kill the other, in the home court of the black-robed old man, in his ghost town, who will have the last laugh in the face of the great danger?