Looking at the introduction on the system, Meng Jing couldn't help but blurt out.
Good guy!
¡°I just obtained a heaven-level skill earlier. That heaven-level skill can absorb the opponent¡¯s damage and rebound it.
It¡¯s good now that I have another weapon that can absorb the enemy¡¯s damage and turn it into my own defense value.
In this way, you are unlikely to be able to withstand a larger attack, and you can also return it to the opponent to the maximum extent.
This is simply a double improvement!
Meng Jing's face was filled with joy, and he thought about closing the system page.
He is now planning to build a gauntlet for himself, so that he can arm his hands.
But he didn¡¯t know how much material was needed.
But for now, let¡¯s collect the scales in the cauldron first.
As the green python's scales fell off piece by piece in the cauldron, Meng Jing also recovered them piece by piece into the space backpack.
It didn¡¯t take long for the number of scales in the space backpack to reach more than one hundred.
With more than a hundred pieces, you can just make an arm armor.
Although Meng Jing was a little happy, he also knew that he couldn't rush.
After all, I am refining this magical beast now. If I am too anxious, I may fail to refining it.
As the dazzling golden light of the cauldron gradually dissipated, Meng Jing also felt that the magical beast was about to be refined.
I saw that the set of magical beasts in the cauldron seemed to have come to life.
The whole monster, which had not opened its eyes originally, suddenly opened its body at that moment.
The powerful majesty also spreads throughout the surrounding area.
A kind of chilling silence makes the surrounding time seem to have stopped.
But this is not the end of refining, it is not the last step of refining the Warcraft.
After the monster opened its eyes, the golden eyes were missing a little pupil.
Without pupils, he basically cannot see the existence of any living thing, let alone see other things clearly.
Meng Jing took out a milky white porcelain bottle from his space backpack with a wave of his hand.
This milky white porcelain bottle is filled with dark red blood.
This dark red blood is nothing else. It was obtained from hunting in Beast Mountain before.
Although this red blood is a hundred times worse than the dragon blood that I dripped just now.
But a normal World of Warcraft requires more than just his spirituality.
The most important thing is the flow of blood. If there is no blood, he cannot even be called a World of Warcraft (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com