Chapter 533: Hemophagoides

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The source of the ghost river, by the black crescent lake.
Princess Yueyue bowed slightly and said, "Master, this is how the whole thing goes. They claim to be the subordinates of the King of Qing, motivated the formation on the black island, and have gone to the legendary ancient medicine field."
Standing opposite Princess Yueyue was a young beautiful woman with very tender skin and dazzling eyes, a red jade band wrapped around her slender waist, her and buttocks were plump, her legs were rounded, and the main thing was Yes, there are three fox tails on the tail!
She looks a bit like Princess Moon Moon, unlike Princess Moon Moon's mother, but her sister!
"Subordinates of the King of Qingying? Two young people, a monk, and a mysterious beast. A little bit interesting, King Qingying sent a team like this to seize the God's possession left by the royal family of Zijin. Two races! "
The three-tailed fox king carried his hands on his face, with a ridiculous smile on his face, and spontaneously radiated an aura of aura, letting all other high-end mystic animals kneel under her.
Princess Yueyue also kneeled on one knee, and said, "Master, aren't you going to bury the main mountain of Shenshan? Why did you quit again? What happened?"
"Huh! That main mountain is just a fake grave. Some people set up a killing there, and several of the celestial beings were seriously injured."
In retrospect, the three-tailed fox king still had some fears. The killing in the main mountain body was really terrible. If she hadn't had a fake man, instead of dying in the midst of killing her, she would not be able to retreat from her whole body.
"What shall we do now?" Princess Yueyue asked.
The three-tailed fox king stared at the black island in the center of the lake, and said, "Wait! Since they went in here to find the psychic medicine, they would definitely come out from here. Let them go and help us pick the medicine, why not? Is n’t it a wonderful thing? They thought they had found a psychic medicine, but they did n’t have the power to defend it, they just made a wedding dress for us!

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This dark world seems endless. There is no end at all. There is no grass on the ground and no vitality. If it had not encountered a psychic medicine previously, Ning Xiaochuan even suspected that he had come to the burial site of Emperor Zijin.
After walking for six days, he finally found a psychic medicine.
The psychic medicine grows on the ice-filled cliffs, like a green vine, more than twenty feet long, with green leaves as large as a fan of palms, exuding an emerald. Colors.
Even before approaching, Ning Xiaochuan smelled a faint medicine fragrance!
"The evergreen spirit vine. Legend has it that the evergreen spirit vine grows one centimeter every 100 years. This plant has more than twenty feet in length, hasn't it grown for more than two thousand years?" Ning Xiaochuan suppressed The joy in my heart, walking carefully, approaching the evergreen spirit vine slowly.
In general, magic drugs can be psychic for thousands of years and become "psychic drugs." "Psychic miracles" that have been growing for more than 2,000 years are even rarer and their spirituality is definitely stronger. They are not comparable to ordinary psychic miracles.
"The main function of the evergreen spirit vine is to increase the longevity of the warrior. This strain of the evergreen spirit vine has more than two thousand years, which is enough to give the warrior 20 years of life. If the evergreen spirit vine is made into a human He is even able to continue serving the warrior for forty years. "
The effectiveness of each psychic medicine is different, some can survive, some can heal, and some can improve cultivation!
It is also very particular about collecting psychic medicine. If it is collected by force, it is likely to damage the psychic medicine.
Ning Xiaochuan walked silently to the top of the cliff. Suddenly, the evergreen spirit vine felt the breath of his body, and two human-shaped legs grew out of the root position, just like a cyan snake pointing towards him. Escape from a distance.
"Want to run away?"
Ning Xiaochuan's palm spit out a circle of "yin and yang flames," turning into a ring-shaped flame, forming a flame ball, trapping the evergreen spirit vine in the center of the flame.
For the psychologist, trapping psychic medicine with mysterious fire is the best collection method.
Because the mysterious fire is the nemesis of psychic magic, once it is trapped in the mysterious fire, there is no chance to escape.
"Snapped!"
Evergreen Ling Teng kept fighting back, trying to burst out of the yin and yang fire.
Ning Xiaochuan hit a big handprint, entered the fireball, caught the evergreen spirit vine, and threw it into the mysterious wooden box that had been prepared for a long time.
Xuanling Wooden Box is the best container for psychic medicine. It can not only lock the power of psychic medicine, but also allow psychic medicine to survive forever.
"Snapped!"
The mysterious wooden box was closed, and Ning Xiaochuan was put into the Qiankun cloth bag.
"There are really a lot of psychic medicines here. If there are other places in the wilderness, I can't find one in 100,000 miles." Ning Xiaochuan thought so.
"Wow!"
To the north, a white pillar of light soars to the sky, forming a thin white line on the edge of the sky, connecting the ground and the sky!
"Situ's distress signal for help, he is in danger!" Ning Xiaochuan's face slumped, spreading a pair of light wings on his back, and flew towards the north.
After half an hour, Ning Xiaochuan broke through a steep cliff-side stone forest and fell to the ground. He slowly walked into the black mist and found a purple spear, and there were a few drops of bright red blood on the ground.
Purple Dragon Gun!
Stuart's gun.
Ning Xiaochuan pulled the purple dragon gun from the ground, moved his vitality to his eyes, and exhaled two breaths in his pupils. His eyesight increased tenfold immediately, and he carefully observed the surroundings.
"It seems that the world is not only about psychic medicine, but also other dangerous things!"
There are high cliffs in all directions, the walls are covered with thick ice, and the cliffs are covered with black mist. The whole world is very cold, and every mist seems to be able to freeze human souls.
"Da da!"
Ning Xiaochuan, holding a purple dragon gun, walked towards the depths of the black mist. Every hundred meters, some blood can be found on the ground.
I don't know how long, Ning Xiaochuan heard a faint footsteps behind him, the martial art vitality immediately injected into the purple dragon gun, the purple long gun swallowed the light of lightning, and stabbed behind him.
The tip of the purple dragon gun pierced the Tangan monk's eyebrows, and only a distance of one inch would pierce the big bald head of the Tangan monk.
"Amitabha! Ning, what are you doing? You scared the poor monk!" The monk Tangan held his breath, his body was tense, and he dared not move.
Ning Xiaochuan put away the purple dragon gun and breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "The black mist here is a bit weird. It suppresses my mental strength. I can only judge whether an enemy is close by my ears. Monk, how do you run to Are you here? When you see me, can you say hello first to avoid accidental injury. "
The monk Tangan said, "I also immediately came over when I saw the call for help of Situ's donor. I didn't expect to see someone who looked like you just after I walked outside. I naturally went up to say hello! But I As soon as he stepped forward, a big mouth was growing on his back, and he almost swallowed the head of the poor monk. Fortunately, the poor monk escaped fast, otherwise there would be a chance to stand by Ning Shi before?"
"After walking into the black mist, I saw another figure who looks like you. Without a word, I took out a Buddhist scripture and intended to press it on top of his head. But the Buddhist scripture of the poor monk has not been pressed down yet, you But it came first. "
The monk Tangan took out a Buddhist scripture with a purple cover from his sleeve. Obviously, he really wanted to press the Buddhist scripture above Ning Xiaochuan's head.
Ning Xiaochuan naturally believed that the monk Tangan was telling the truth, frowned slightly, and said, "You said, you see a figure who looks like me outside?"
"That's right! It's exactly the same." Tangan said.
Ning Xiaochuan said: "Then you should encounter 'Blood Eater'."
"Able to improve the psychic medicine‘ blood morphing grass ’that the warrior has cultivated?
The monk Tangan was still a bit frowning. After hearing the psychic medicine, he regained his spirit, and his eyes glowed.
Ning Xiaochuan was vigilant all around, and said, "Blood-shaving transformation grass can devour the warrior's blood and increase one's way of doing things. Since it didn't work just now, it will definitely be shot again. Or you can make a bait once and use that one. The strain of Hemaphagomorpha was seduced out, and it was up to me to clean it up. After we got the Hemaphagomorpha, we divided it equally. "
"Okay! Just do it!" Said Dangan Monk.
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The monk Tangan walked on the open ground, holding a roll of Buddhist scriptures in his hands, reading the Buddhist scriptures, and at the same time exposed a pair of white tender tender meat arms to the outside of the Buddha's clothing, as if he was afraid he would not eat He is the same.
"My meat is very fragrant, come and eat it! My meat is very sweet, come and eat it ..." Tangan monk kept talking.
Ning Xiaochuan was hidden in the dark, his body blended with the stones on the cliff, looking at the direction of the monk Tangan from a distance.
Not long after, a man who looked like Situ Jing came out of the black mist, carefully wandering around the monk Tangan, trying to attract the monk Tangan's attention.
As soon as the monk Tangan looked up, he saw Situ's figure with a smile on his face and chased after him, "Situ, the poor monk came to you!"
The monk Tangan just caught up. The body of the man who looked like Situ Jing suddenly burst open and turned into a blood-red mist. Vaguely, a huge blood-biting grass could be seen in the blood mist. .
There are a total of thirty-two blades of grass, each of which is tens of meters long. It is almost like a blood-red blade. Like a whirlwind, a monk is entangled in the blade of grass. He wants to wrap his body. To shred.
"boom!"
Ning Xiaochuan immediately rushed out of the stone wall, and gathered a vigor sword in his hand, and chopped it towards the grass-like leaves that entangled the monk.
"Wow!"
The fighting power of the blood-eating transformation grass is not weaker than Ning Xiaochuan, and it is comparable to the power of the ladder.
Every blade of grass is as hard as iron and sharp as a knife. Dozens of blades of grass are chopped down towards Ning Xiaochuan at the same time. There is murderous and knifey gas everywhere, giving people a feeling of entering the mountains of sword and fire!