Chapter 533 Blood Devouring Transformation Grass

The source of the ghost river, the black crescent lake. (starting)

Princess Dayue bowed slightly, and said, "My lord, this is how the whole thing happened. They claimed to be the subordinates of King Qing, and they moved the formation on the black island to the legendary ancient medicine field. .”

Standing opposite Princess Dayue is a young beautiful woman with supple skin and provocative eyes. A red jade belt is wrapped around her slender waist. Her breasts and buttocks are plump and her legs are extraordinarily round. Yes, there are three fox tails on the tail!

She looks a bit like Princess Dayue, not like Princess Dayue's mother, but her sister!

"Subordinates of King Qing? Two young men, a monk, and a mysterious beast. It's a bit interesting. King Qing sent such a team to seize the sacred treasure left by the Zijin royal family. She must have looked down on our other two clans Already!"

The Three-tailed Canghu King had her hands behind her back, with a provocative smile on her face, and a surging aura spontaneously exuded from her body, causing all the other high-ranking profound beasts to kneel under her body.

Princess Dayue also knelt down on one knee and said, "My lord, didn't you go to the main mountain of the Burying God Mountain? Why did you back out again? What happened?"

"Hmph! That main mountain is just a fake grave. Someone set up a murder trap there, and several celestial beings of the human race were seriously injured."

Thinking back, the Three-tailed Canghu King still had some lingering fears. The killing situation in the main mountain was really terrible. If she hadn't had a fake body of a celestial being who died in the killing round instead of her, it would be impossible for her to escape unscathed.

"Then what should we do now?" Princess Dayue asked.

The Three-tailed Canghu King stared at the small black island in the center of the lake, and said: "Wait! Since they went in here to find psychic medicine, they will definitely come out here again. Why don't we ask them to help us gather medicine?" Isn’t it a wonderful thing? They thought they had found the psychic medicine, but they didn’t have the power to keep the psychic medicine at all, they just made wedding dresses for us!”

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This dark world seems boundless, as if there is no end at all, there is no grass growing on the ground, and there is no vitality. If it was not for encountering a psychic medicine, Ning Xiaochuan even suspected that he had come to the burial place of the Zijin Emperor.

After walking for six days, he finally found a psychic medicine.

That psychic medicine grew on the ice-covered cliff, like a blue vine, more than twenty feet long, with green leaves the size of palm-leaf fans, emitting emerald-like green leaves. color.

Before approaching, Ning Xiaochuan smelled a faint fragrance of medicine!

"Evergreen Spirit Vine. [First release] It is said that the Evergreen Spirit Vine grows one foot every hundred years. This Evergreen Spirit Vine is more than twenty feet long. Hasn't it been growing for more than two thousand years?" Ning Xiao Chuan suppressed the joy in his heart, walked cautiously, and slowly approached that evergreen spirit vine.

Generally speaking, a strange medicine can become a "psychic medicine" after a thousand years of growth. The "psychic medicine" that has grown for more than two thousand years is even rarer, and its spirituality is definitely stronger, which cannot be compared with ordinary psychic medicines.

"The main function of the medicinal property of the evergreen spirit vine is to increase the lifespan of the warrior. This evergreen spirit vine is more than two thousand years old, which is enough to extend the life of the warrior for twenty years. If the evergreen spirit vine is refined into a human A super pill can even extend the life of a warrior for forty years."

Each psychic medicine has different effects, some can extend life, some can heal injuries, and some can improve cultivation!

It is also very particular about collecting psychic medicine. If you collect it by force, it is likely to damage the psychic medicine.

Ning Xiaochuan quietly walked to the top of the cliff, and suddenly, that evergreen spirit vine felt the breath on his body, and two human-shaped legs grew out from the root, just like a long blue snake facing towards him. Flee away.

"Still want to escape?"

Ning Xiaochuan's palm spat out circles of "yin and yang flames", which turned into ring-shaped flames, forming a flame ball, trapping the Evergreen Spirit Vine in the center of the flames.

For mind cultivators, trapping psychic medicine with mysterious fire is the best way to collect it.

Because the black fire is the nemesis of psychic medicine, once it is trapped in the black fire, there is no chance of escape.

"Snapped!"

The Evergreen Spirit Vine kept fighting back, trying to rush out of the Yin-Yang fire.

Ning Xiaochuan made a big handprint, entered the fireball, caught the evergreen spirit vine, and threw it into the Xuanling wooden box that had been prepared earlier.

The Xuanling wooden box is the best container for storing psychic medicines. It can not only lock the power of psychic medicines, but also keep the psychic medicines alive forever.

"Snapped!"

The Xuanling wooden box was closed and put into the Qiankun cloth bag by Ning Xiaochuan.

"There are quite a lot of psychic medicines here. If you were in other places in the Great Wilderness, you might not be able to find one in a radius of a hundred thousand miles." Ning Xiaochuan thought so in his heart.

"Wow!"

In the direction of the north, a white beam of light soared into the sky, forming a thin white line in the sky, connecting the ground and the sky!

"The distress signal from Situ Jing, he is in danger!" Ning Xiaochuan's face turned serious, and he spread a pair of light wings on his back, and flew towards the north at high speed.

Half an hour later, Ning Xiaochuan broke through the steep cliffs and stone forests, fell to the ground, walked slowly into the black mist, and found a purple spear, and there were a few drops of bright red blood on the ground.

Purple Dragon Spear!

Situ Jing's equipped gun.

Ning Xiaochuan pulled out the Purple Dragon Spear from the ground, circulated his vitality to his eyes, spewed out two streams of Xia Qi from his pupils, immediately increased his eyesight by ten times, and carefully observed his surroundings.

"It seems that there are not only psychic medicines in this world, but also other dangerous things!"

There are towering cliffs in all directions, the cliffs are covered with thick ice, and the cliffs are full of black mist. The whole world is very cold, and every wisp of mist seems to be able to freeze a person's soul.

"Da da!"

Ning Xiaochuan carried the Purple Dragon Spear and walked towards the depths of the black mist. Every hundred meters he walked, some bloodstains could be found on the ground.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Ning Xiaochuan heard a faint sound of footsteps behind him, and his martial arts vitality was injected into the Purple Dragon Spear immediately.

The point of the purple dragon gun pierced monk Tangan's brows, only an inch away, and it would pierce monk Tangan's big bald head.

"Amitabha! Master Ning, what are you doing? You scared the poor monk to death!" Monk Tangan held his breath, his whole body was tense, and he didn't dare to move.

Ning Xiaochuan put away the Zilong gun, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "The black mist here is a bit strange, suppressing my mental strength, and I can only judge whether there is an enemy approaching by hearing. Monk, how did you get here?" Here? When you see me, can you say hello first, so as not to cause accidental injury."

Tangan monk said: "I also rushed over immediately when I saw the distress signal from Master Situ. I didn't expect to see a person who looked very similar to you when I was walking outside. I naturally went up to say hello! But, I just As soon as he walked forward, a big bloody mouth grew on the back of his head, which almost swallowed the poor monk's head. Fortunately, the poor monk escaped quickly, otherwise there would be no chance of standing in Ning's door before?"

"After walking into the black mist, I saw another figure who looked very similar to you. Without saying a word, I took out a Buddhist scripture and planned to press it on top of his head. However, the poor monk's Buddhist scriptures have not been pressed down yet. You But he shot him first."

Monk Tangan took out a Buddhist scripture with a purple cover from his sleeve. Obviously, he really wanted to press the Buddhist scriptures onto Ning Xiaochuan's head just now.

Ning Xiaochuan naturally believed that Monk Tangan was telling the truth, frowned slightly, and said, "Tell me, you saw a figure who looks like me outside?"

"That's right! It's exactly the same." Monk Tangan said.

Ning Xiaochuan said: "Then what you encountered should be 'Blood-devouring Grass'."

"The psychic medicine 'Blood-devouring Transformation Grass' that can improve the cultivation of warriors?" Monk Tangan was still a little sad at first, but after hearing the psychic medicine, he regained his energy and his eyes shone brightly.

Ning Xiaochuan was vigilant about the surroundings, and said: "The blood-devouring grass can devour the blood energy of warriors and increase one's own power. Since it didn't succeed just now, it will definitely attack again. Master, why don't you come and make a bait for that one time?" A blood-devouring change-shaped grass was lured out, and I will clean it up. After getting the blood-devouring change-shaped grass, we will share it equally."

"Okay! Let's do it!" Tangan monk said.

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Monk Tangan walked on the open ground, holding a roll of Buddhist scriptures in his hand, and chanting Buddhist scriptures, while revealing a pair of white and tender fleshy arms outside the Buddha clothes, as if he was afraid that the blood-devouring transfiguration grass would not come to eat He does.

"My meat is very fragrant, come and eat it! My meat is very sweet, come and eat it..." Tangan monk kept chanting.

Ning Xiaochuan hid in the dark, his body merged with the rocks on the cliff, and looked in the direction of monk Tangan from a distance.

Not long after, a man who looked very much like Situ Jing came out of the black mist, carefully wandering around Tangan monk, trying to attract Tangan monk's attention.

As soon as the monk Tangan raised his head, he saw Situ Jing's figure, his face was happy, and he chased after him, "Situ Benevolent Master, the poor monk is here to find you!"

Just as monk Tan Gan chased after him, the body of the man who looked like Situ Jing burst open suddenly, turning into a cloud of blood-red mist, and a huge blood-devouring grass could be vaguely seen growing in the blood mist .

There are a total of thirty-two blades of grass, and each blade of grass is tens of meters long. It is like a blood-red knife blade. Like a whirlwind, the sandalwood monk is wrapped in the grass blades, trying to tear his body To shred.

"boom!"

Ning Xiaochuan immediately rushed out from the stone wall, condensed a sword of vitality in his hand, and slashed towards the blade of grass wrapped around Tangan monk.

"Wow!"

The combat effectiveness of the Blood-devouring Transformation Grass is not weaker than Ning Xiaochuan, and comparable to the powerhouse of the Heavenly Ladder Realm.

Every blade of grass is as hard as iron and as sharp as a knife. Dozens of blades of grass cut down towards Ning Xiaochuan at the same time, full of murderous aura and knife aura, giving people a feeling of entering a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire!