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Chapter 1505 Is it a man?

The man's face twitched slightly, and his expression was not normal.

The maidservant next to him said, "In front of you is the ancestor of the spirit mother."

"Ok?"

The darkness was astonished, and everyone was astonished.

Spirit Mother Patriarch, is it a man?
Is this too bullshit?

A big man, well-behaved, what is the name of the spirit mother?
Seeing this, Yan Ying loosened the flesh around Qian Wang's waist, and the face under the mask was obviously smiling.

Qian Wang covered his face, feeling a little ashamed.

The white man looked at King Qian, "This fellow Taoist was spying on me just now, right?"

I……

Qian Wang's face is covered with black lines, as long as you know it, is it necessary to say it?It's glorious to let others hear it, isn't it?

"Hehe, offend, offend, fellow daoist, don't blame me."

Although he was scolding in his heart, he still had a smile on his face to cover up his inner embarrassment.

If I had known you were a fucking man, I wouldn't even have looked at it if I begged me to.

It really stained my eyes.

Qian Wang stroked his forehead with his hands, a little suspicious of life, what he saw just now, it seems that it hurt him a lot, if it wasn't for the opponent's fake ninth rank, he had little strength, he could have directly attacked and wiped out the opponent.

The spirit mother gave him a serious look.

"Several of you should not be creatures in this blood world?"

The spirit mother patriarch did not get too entangled in this issue, but asked about the origins of Chen Muyu and others.

Chen Muyu nodded, and generously admitted that facing the strong man of the pseudo-ninth rank, he didn't have the slightest weakness in aura. There is no danger, and finally arrived here..."

"I see."

The spirit mother smiled slightly, and gently covered her nose with her hands.

this action...

Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows, maybe he smelled them.

Although they didn't have direct contact with the rotten monster that day, they were still contaminated with some power of law, and their bodies are not very smelly, but it's just that they are used to smelling it, so they don't feel the smell. At first glance, can it not smell?

awkward.

It was as if someone had discovered his body odor.

The spirit mother ancestor smiled, "You must have encountered that rotten monster before. My truffle blood can just dispel the supernatural powers of that rotten monster. You might as well drink one more cup."

"Oh?"

When they heard the words, they immediately sniffed themselves. Although they couldn't smell anything, they did not feel as bad as before.

Is it the effect of the truffle blood?
No wonder the spirit mother said to take a bath, let them wait outside for such a while, I am afraid it is to give them time to get rid of the stench on their bodies.

Yan Ying took the truffle blood first, and drank another cup.

Only then did the others follow suit.

I'm not afraid of what the spirit mother will do in it, but there are still such a large group of bandits guarding outside.

After drinking the truffle blood, the lips and teeth are fragrant, but I don't know if it's an illusion, anyway, it's true that there is no other smell on each other.

"Thank you buddy."

Chen Muyu thanked him politely.

"It's just a little effort, no thanks."

The spirit mother smiled faintly, with an unfathomable expression on her face.

"Fellow Daoist, do you have any more of this truffle blood? Prepare some for my brothers outside." Hui Ming was thick-skinned enough to drink it by himself, but he wanted to pack it up.

The spirit mother's expression was slightly stagnant.

Although Chen Muyu also felt that something was wrong, he thought that those guys seemed to come out of a cesspit, if they didn't get rid of their smell, when they got mixed together, wouldn't they be contaminated by the law?
Therefore, Chen Muyu did not make a sound to stop it.

"It's not something precious."

The spirit mother also recognized it, with a very generous appearance, "Tao'er, take a bottle of truffle blood and give it to this dear friend."

"Yes!"

A maidservant nearby responded, fetched a bottle, and placed both hands in the dark hands.

Obscurity thanked again and again.

"I don't know where you all want to go?" The spirit mother seemed to be afraid that he would not say enough, so she quickly changed the topic.

Among this group of people, Chen Muyu seems to be the only one who looks more normal, but his level is lower, and he doesn't know if it's because a certain power is hiding his strength.

Therefore, the spirit mother was quite polite to Chen Muyu, and the conversation was vaguely dominated by Chen Muyu.

Chen Muyu thought for a while, and replied, "I originally wanted to go to Scarlet Blood Peak to look for the Blood Spirit Pond. Does Fellow Spiritual Mother know where Red Blood Peak is?"

Hearing this, the spirit mother's expression changed slightly.

The body leaned forward slightly, "Do you know about the Blood Spirit Pond?"

The spirit mother was a little surprised.

Several people looked at him strangely.

The spirit mother also seemed to realize that she had lost her composure, and said quickly, "This blood spirit pool is a secret of the blood world. Since you are newcomers, how do you know the existence of the blood spirit pool?"

Yan Ying was indifferent and sat very calmly.

The spirit mother quickly withdrew her gaze, the same clan and different clans, it is impossible to have too deep blood feelings, and the spirit mother can also feel that Yanying is indeed from the Qi clan, but it is only an acquired god and demon, who inherited the innate father god Inheritance only.

"The aura on your body is somewhat familiar, but I can't remember who your father is." The spirit mother shook her head, and her face suddenly became a little more sentimental.

I heard from Chi Hong that the Eight Patriarchs of the Blood Realm are all strong men who survived the Primordial Age, and they have experienced that era, so it is not necessarily true that they have met the Father God of Yingying.

Yan Ying has the strength of the eighth level, and there is a chance to hit the ninth level, that is to say, the strength of her father god is almost definitely at the ninth level, and it is definitely the top powerhouse in the ninth level, even if it is in the ninth level. In the era of Hongmeng, it is impossible to remain anonymous.

On the contrary, this spirit mother is only at the ninth level now, and I am afraid that her strength back then was not much stronger.

Ba Ying didn't have much either.

Without friendship, there is no need to push hard, the strong are all arrogant.

"Rare, rare!"

The spirit mother gave a bitter smile, and said instead, "You guys are going to the Blood Spirit Pond to break through to the ninth level, right?"

He has already seen that both Ying Ying and King Qian are only one step away from the ninth rank.

At this time, there is no other purpose for going to the Blood Spirit Pond. It is clear that they want to use this to break through the ninth level.

Chen Muyu nodded, "Can fellow daoist give some pointers?"

The spirit mother waved her hand, "If you just want to break through the ninth level with the power of the blood spirit pool, then I advise you not to think about it. There are laws in this blood world, and it is impossible for a ninth level to be born, even if you enter the blood spirit pool , and it is only possible to enter the ninth level physically like me, and become the so-called pseudo-ninth level?"

Speaking of this, the spirit mother sighed, "The false ninth rank is only a false ninth rank after all, not the real ninth rank, and the strength improvement is limited, meaningless!"

Several people frowned slightly.

The spirit mother looked at everyone curiously, "Is the situation in the outside world so bad now that you can go to the blood world to find a way to escape?"

(End of this chapter)