super ambiguous

"nice one!"

It is indeed a good thing, but these things inside can't be taken away. Yang Xie just finished his eye addiction, so he walked to Xuanming Pavilion with this plate.

A guy with scales all over his body like a pangolin came over, his eyes lit up when he saw the blood prison stones, and he shouted: "I've been waiting for you for so long, come in with me!"

Without waiting for Yang Xie to answer, he walked directly into a room at the end of the passage. There were two scaly guys guarding the door of this room. Their strength was probably comparable to that of early Xuan-level warriors, but Yang Xie walked into the room. In the past, they didn't even ask a question.

Are these people's nerves so rough?

"What are you still doing? Hurry up and get the blood prison stone, my blood prison lotus is so hungry~thirsty!"

Blood prison lotus?

Yang Xie's eyes lit up, and he walked in quickly. Sure enough, among those bottles and jars, there was only one blood-red flower standing proudly. It was said to be a lotus, but the variety was different from what Yang Xie knew. The leaves are about the size of a palm, and the light green ones overlap with each other. There is a little bit of blackness on the leaves, and in the center of the leaves, there is a blood-colored flower bud, exuding a faint smell of blood...

"Quick, put the blood prison stone on it!"

The pangolin roared loudly, and Yang Xie realized that the blood prison lotus was not planted with soil, but filled with blood prison stones. It seemed that a little bit of scarlet was drawn out by the blood prison lotus and submerged in the flower bone. middle.

Did the blood prison lotus get its name from the blood prison stone?

Yang Xie couldn't help but vomited, but quickly piled up those blood prison stones, grow up quickly, maybe it will be useful to the Weeping Blood Demon Monarch!

As the number of blood prison stones gradually increased, the flower buds of the blood prison lotus became more and more colorful, but the pangolin was as irritable as an ant on a hot pot, circling around the huge flower pot, with a mouth still He muttered to himself: "No, it feels like something is missing, what could it be?"

"Sure enough, the Blood Prison Stone alone can't make the Blood Prison Lotus bloom. Could it be that the painstaking efforts of the past ten years are going to be in vain? What's the difference..." Mr. Pangolin was about to tear off his scales, and he couldn't think of a reason. .

"Could it be to add some blood?" Yang Xie endured for a long time before he opened his mouth to say. In his imagination, the name of this Blood Prison Lotus should be watered with human blood to grow up, right? Otherwise, how can it live up to its notoriety?

right?

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Pangolin Jun was angry: "I can tell with my toes that this bloody green blood will conflict with the attributes of the blood prison lotus!"

Yang Xie couldn't laugh or cry, damn, green blood, well, blood is indeed green to them...

"I have to ask the Weeping Blood Demon Monarch, what conditions does this Blood Prison Lotus need to bloom!"

The pangolin was talking to himself, but Yang Xie was taken aback by what he said. Is the screenwriter of Weeping Blood Demon Lord healing his wounds?Can you still take care of this shit?

The pangolin walked a few steps, but turned around, waved at Yang Xie, and said, "What are you doing in a daze, bring a flower pot and come with me, don't even look at it, I really don't know what to eat! "

"Okay!" Yang Xie was worrying that there was no one to lead the way. He didn't expect it to go so smoothly, but someone came to the door automatically!For a moment, Yang Xie felt that the pangolin was particularly pleasing to the eye.

There are many forks in Xuanming Pavilion, Yang Xie followed the pangolin, and finally arrived in a secret room in the depths.The roads along this road are intricate, and there are many forks and countless rooms. If there is no pangolin leading the way, I am afraid that even if Yang Xie uses the five elements to hide his body, it will take a lot of effort to find it.

As if knowing that the pangolin would come, the door of the secret room was open, and the pangolin walked in with Yang Xie, only to see a tall creature with double pupils and scaly skin showing half of its body. The muscles are all angular, with clear lines and full of strength.

"God Race!"

The Weeping Blood Demon Lord stood up violently, his voice was like a drum, rumbling, and the pangolin couldn't help jumping up in fright: "God race, what god race! Lord Demon Lord, why didn't I hear what you said?" Pass!"

Yang Xie smiled at Weeping Blood Demon Lord, this dungeon is really small, it will end in two and a half strokes, just kill this guy?

Yang Xie looked at the so-called Crying Blood Demon Lord, whose strength was equivalent to that of the middle stage of the prefecture level. He couldn't feel any smell of blood on his body. Instead, there was blood-red water in the huge pool under his feet. It was churning, exuding a faint smell of sulfur. He used this river water to heal his wounds?

Originally, Yang Xie was still a little jealous of the Weeping Blood Demon Lord. After all, he could be called a Demon Lord. Naturally, it was not so easy to fight easily, even if he was seriously injured. But at this moment, the Blood Weeping Demon Lord You are not as difficult to deal with as you imagined...

Yang Xie put the blood prison lotus aside, and said to the pangolin, "Take good care of your flower!"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Xie rushed forward, clenched his fists tightly, and the waving fists dragged an afterimage in the air. The Weeping Blood Demon Lord also took a deep breath and threw out a punch .

Ok?

Yang Xie's heart trembled, his Chaos Body Training Art was to continuously temper his body, so for a simple competition of strength, Yang Xie could completely crush a power-type power user who was a level higher than himself, so against the Although Yang Xie was weaker than the Weeping Blood Demon Monarch, he shot without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, the punch of the Weeping Blood Demon Lord actually carried a huge force, like the waves of the Yangtze River, one tide overwhelmed the other, surging and surging, it was even more powerful than Yang Xie.

Yang Xie took a few steps back, his body flickered again, and he rushed up again in an instant, with both hands out, one like an axe, the other like a hammer, smashing the ax with the hammer, he was extremely brave, and for a while, he was beaten to the point of weeping blood The Demon Lord retreated again and again.

The Weeping Blood Demon Lord looked up to the sky and screamed, his body suddenly oozes with green blood, dyeing his whole body green, which is particularly permeating, and he can only feel a wild and incomparable momentum erupting from his body , It was as if a fierce tiger had been released from the cage. When he raised his hands and feet, there seemed to be a faint roar of the tiger, which made Yang Xie's heart palpitate.

Holy crap, is this how the Blood Weeping Demon Lord weeps blood?The green blood decisively destroyed the three views!

Seeing that the Crying Blood Demon Lord had completely counteracted his own attack with one punch, and stepped down, the blood-red pool water splashed in all directions, and the bottom of the pool was also shaken by this huge force, causing broken stones to fly. His arms danced, hitting The air was crackling, violently.

The pangolin was stunned. Who was it that brought the flowerpot to him?How can you force the Demon Lord to use this trick...

Weeping Blood Demon Lord rushed forward fiercely, his footsteps moved continuously, and the gravel was shaken into the air, and then crushed by the violent energy. At the same time, his palms slapped out, interlaced like tiger tail scissors. , and patted Yang Xie.

Yang Xie's face was solemn. If he thought that he could fight against him with only physical strength, now he has completely dispelled this idea...

Sure enough, if it is not a race, it cannot be judged by common sense?

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