Vol 9 Chapter 157: Tempered Essence

The dragon was dying and struggling. The entire blood pool was like boiling water, scaring the second daughter of the plum blossom Yuerong, Sun Kun scurrying around.
At this moment, Ye Qingxuan didn't let go and kept going deep into his hands, and the blood sprayed by the evil dragon was extremely sticky. In the blood, it didn't drift away. As the dragon struggled, it covered his whole body.
Due to the erosion of blood and water, Ye Qingxuan's whole body was destroyed. The red blood glue stained him like a big turnip, but strangely, the blood glue formed a protective film on the outer layer of his skin, which had already been blood poisoned. The etched skin was effectively protected, and the pain, like the contact with sulfuric acid, was eliminated within a moment.
The eight-claw dragon struggled for a while, and finally stopped moving, floating up and down in the blood pool.
The blood of the blood pool can melt the flesh and bones, but for the evil dragon, it has no effect, which is really amazing.
Seeing the blood of the Huaxuechi no longer tumbled, and the dragon's body was half floating and sinking, it was a bit daunting, but Ye Qingxuan was still missing, leaving Mei Yinxue and others hanging with a heart.
At this time, the blood and water had spread and had reached the boulder. Hua Wanrong stepped on the foot carefully. In the snoring, a pair of embroidered shoes suddenly corroded and rotten the soles.
At this moment, the sound of gurgling water came, and a vortex gradually appeared at the center of the blood pool. The blood water of the blood pool finally dropped, and everyone relaxed a little, and a "monster" suddenly appeared in the blood water.
Hua Wanrong screamed in fright, then turned back, and Sun Kun was also a puppet, and flew away when she lost her dagger.
Seeing that the "monster" gently caught the dagger backhand, Mei Yinxue was pleasantly surprised, and flew into the "monster" arms regardless.
There is no doubt that the blood man in front of him is Ye Qingxuan.
Ye Qingxuan was fine at the moment, trying to appease the sobbing Mei Yinxue, but couldn't stop him, so she smiled at Sun Kun embarrassingly: "Brother Sun, it's me ... Is there a change of washing in your parcel? Clothing? "
This is the end without clothes changing.
"Ye ... Ye Ye?" Sun Kun's eyes widened, and he walked over incredibly, pinching the bright red blood gel wrapped around Ye Qingxuan's skin, "What is this ...?"
"I don't know." Ye Qingxuan said awkwardly: "I tried it just now, it seems that this layer of blood glue has become integrated with the skin, and I can't get it off ..." Then he turned to Mei Yinxue and said: "Look In my life, I will become this blood man ... "
Mei Yinxue glared at him and whispered: "What do you become, I follow you ..."
The two of them Qingqing me and me, infinitely sweet.
Sun Kun rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, okay, there's something important ..."
Seeing that they were still alone, Sun Kun was furious and said: "At least wear a pair of pants? It's not a system."
Where does Sun Kun have any spare clothes? In the end, Ye Qingxuan still used Mei Yinxue's clothes to wrap a big pair of trousers and barely hide his ugliness.
Ye Qingxuan watched his red body encircle a large white pants trousers, and couldn't help but smile awkwardly, saying, "This time, I have lost the face of the Kunwu faction."
Mei Yinxue laughed.
Hua Wanrong was frightened before, but embarrassed later, not close to the crowd. At this moment, she was frightened, and was working hard to record the sheepskin rolls of the holy land institution, saying: "We are in the belly of the dragon now. Go down, it is inside the Holy Land, and the enemy connected to the blood pool should be ... here! "
Everyone went forward to check, Hua Wanrong nodded in the middle of the sheepskin roll, and painted an underground wonderland in the shape of a small hill, with the words "Misting Mound" written on it with birds and ghosts.
After Ye Qingxuan and others left the dragon's abdomen, about a quarter of an hour later, a cloud of blood from the blood pool emerged from the head, and slowly appeared on the giant rocks where Ye Qingxuan and others stayed.
The black tattered robes covered him all over, and the huge drum bag behind him looked like a humpback, making him tall and full of fear.
Huh!
The robe was lifted, revealing Li Moru's pale face.
The original face of Ruya was long gone. At this time, Li Muru showed a depressing chill, and the three strands of long beard were already left. His smooth face was as pale as a dead fish, and like a gray stone. It reflects the strange light.
咣 Dang!
He was stuck on the ground behind him, stepping on it with one foot, sniffing like a dog, and glanced at the body of the eight-claw dragon on the ground, and smiled, saying: "Ye Qingxuan, they have been here. ... This should be where the blood pool is. But unfortunately, the holy dragon you said did not kill them, but was killed by Ye Qingxuan. "
The voice in Li Moyin's voice was obvious, and then he asked with excitement: "Are you sure, the Holy Dragon is really dead?"
Li Muru hummed coldly, patted the mouth of the giant cricket, and said in a dark voice: "Look at yourself ..."
Grumbling ...
A chilling voice came from, and a horrified face, or even a half body, gradually crawled out from the mouth.
Li Moyin's half-face was already rotten, and the only half of the body that relied on the creeping flesh actually "crawled out" like a maggot, which is amazingly weird.
The giant salamander was filled with blood and provided nutrients for Li Moyin.
Trapped by Li Muru for a long time, it is difficult to get a slap once, Li Mo cited that heart-wrenching face, breathing desperately, but was coldly interrupted by Li Muru, and she drank: "It is not enjoyment to let you out, you come Identify, is that thing the Holy Dragon you mentioned? "
Li Mo's eyes turned white, and he said coldly, "Take me over."
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Li Muru flew like a bat ~ EbookFREE.me ~ right next to the eight-clawed dragon.
A flash of blood flashed in Li Mo's eyes, exclaiming: "Yes, this is the holy dragon ... Hee hee, when the heavens fell from the sky, there was no living thing in the giant flying coffin except its body-except An egg in the blood pool. The egg was cultivated by the blood sect master, who has been raised with human blood for thousands of years. According to the blood sect lords, life in that egg is getting stronger and stronger, it is estimated that it was 200 years ago. Can hatch ... Unfortunately, after the magic gate splits, the previous generation of the blood sect only came to hatch a holy dragon, and was severely injured and escaped by the devil, and the holy dragon also fell into the hand of the demon ... "
Li Muru said coldly: "Two hundred years old monster is now dead ... what's the use?"
"What do you know ..." Li Mo sneered, and said, "According to the study of the previous monarch, the holy dragon is not a strange animal pet, but a sacred thing that refines the power of blood ... especially the refined blood. It will be stored in its one-eyed eye, but it is a great supplement to Tianmao, which is better than the "sacred blood" in Tianmao, without any side effects ... "
"Oh?" Li Muru stepped forward and turned the evil dragon over, frowning: "It's a pity, the evil dragon's one-eye is broken, the essence and blood you said, I'm afraid it's drained ..."
"What?" Li Moyin couldn't help but stun. 8)