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Chapter 1350 Avoiding Poison and Blood Pill

"What is this? A blood pill?" Feng Jueyu's eyes widened as he was confused, looking at the blood pill placed squarely on the jade spoon in disbelief.

At this time, the smell of blood in the cave was still strong, but no longer pungent. He walked over and wanted to take out the blood pill, but he was worried that the poisonous gas would enter his body and he did not dare to touch unknown objects for the time being. When Feng Jueyu came to the blood

When I was in the blood pool, I was surprised to find some strange incantations carved around the inner wall of the blood pool.

"Xuan Zhong, let's see if you recognize these incantations?" Feng Jueyu asked casually, and then smiled bitterly. How could Xuan Zhong recognize the things of the blood clan? It was a useless question.

Sure enough, Xuanzhong twisted his eyebrows and smiled at him: "Can you solve it yourself? I can recognize everything."

"Uh." Feng Jueyu scratched his head in embarrassment, and suddenly an idea occurred to him. If there wasn't a treasure bag from Dotianliu, there might be some clues there.

He took out the treasure bag, poured out everything, and checked them one by one. Sure enough, he found a scroll in the treasure bag of Dotianliu.

Blood Dzi Bead.

Blood Dzi Bead? Feng Jueyu's spirit suddenly perked up. He quickly opened the scroll and read it carefully. As he expected, the scroll recorded a method for refining a golden treasure called the Blood Dzi Bead, which was different from ordinary ones.

The refining method of the Blood-Transforming Dzi Bead is to put the Qi and blood of hundreds of poisonous substances in the world into a blood pool and store it for 7749 days before it can be refined.

In conjunction with the method of refining the Blood Dzi Bead, there is also a set of mysterious vampire incantations. According to the records on the scroll, the Blood Transformation Dzi Bead is a magical weapon that can be activated by the source of divine power and the Yang God. When it is sacrificed, it contains blood mist poison.

The light can cover a radius of a hundred steps. People under the Blood Transformation Dzi Bead will have their Qi and blood affected, causing blocked blood vessels, reverse flow of Qi and blood, and poor power generation. It is really a very evil way.

Magic weapon.

With this object, you can fight even masters who have turned into mortal breath.

"A golden treasure magic weapon, and a top-grade golden treasure magic weapon?" After reading the scroll, Feng Jueyu was immediately shocked. The blood-transforming Dzi Bead refined by Dotian Flow turned out to be a top-grade golden treasure magic weapon.

Jade-level magic weapons are not classified into different grades. Golden treasure magic weapons are divided into three levels, low-grade, medium-grade, and top-grade. In addition to these three levels, there is also the top-grade golden treasure magic weapon second only to the Lingbao, the Blood-Transforming Dzi Bead.

It is this kind of magical weapon that is very powerful when refined.

In the past, Feng Jueyu could not even imagine how many precious materials and complicated procedures it would take to refine a top-grade golden treasure weapon?

What exactly does the Motianliu family want to do?

Feng Jueyu was so surprised that he was so happy that he almost forgot his last name. With the top-grade golden magic weapon, he dared to challenge even a master of turning dust.

However, those three blood pills are obviously not the original bodies of the Blood-Transforming Dzi Beads, so where are the Blood-Transforming Dzi Beads?

Feng Jueyu held the scroll and looked at the pattern on it, recognizing that it was a magic weapon made from ten thousand years of blood chalcedony, and the blood pill...

As he read on, he realized that when refining the Blood Transformation Dzi Bead, a poison-avoiding blood elixir would be produced. After taking this blood elixir, it can guarantee immunity from a hundred poisons within a day. It is truly immunity from a hundred poisons.

Unless the poison skills practiced by top masters cannot be resisted, and the top masters specified on the scroll are in the Heavenly Dao realm, they will definitely be able to roam among poisonous insects and poisonous weeds and be invincible.

Only masters of the Heavenly Dao Realm can harm those who have taken the poison-avoiding blood pill. This shows that the poison-avoiding blood pill is extremely effective.

Feng Jueyu quickly put away the three poison-avoiding blood pills with great care, and then went to look for the blood-transforming dzi beads.

"I don't know how long Mo Tianliu has been studying in the cave. Where did he get the scroll of the Blood Transformation Dzi Bead?" Feng Jueyu thought incredulously.

The Blood-Transforming Dzi Bead on the scroll means a powerful auxiliary magic weapon for a strong person. The accompanying poison-avoiding blood pill has this magical effect, and the Blood-Transforming Dzi Bead is even more precious. Compared with the strength of Dotianliu

He is still far away from being a master in the Heavenly Dao Realm, and this scroll will definitely not belong to him.

Feng Jueyu's eyes looked at the blood pool, which was about several meters in diameter. The blood water surface had already dropped by half, and the remaining half was slowly lowering. It seemed that something in the blood pool was constantly absorbing all the blood in the pool.

As if, it attracted Feng Jueyu's attention.

Tiptoeing, he walked carefully to the side of the blood pool. Feng Jueyu stretched his hand into the blood pool. When the thick blood came into contact with his fingertips, an icy chill came, even if Feng Jueyu was as solid as rock and steel.

His tough body still shivered unavoidably.

"It's so cold."

Although the cold blood is not very poisonous, it is still so cold that one's teeth are chattering. The coldness can penetrate into the spiritual consciousness and threaten the body of spiritual thought.

Feng Jueyu subconsciously retracted his palm, looked at the pool of blood in disbelief, and secretly marveled.

"The blood in this blood pool can freeze people to death. It seems that we have to find another way." Feng Jueyu gave up the plan of finding out and started wandering around the cave.

There are caves everywhere in the cave where the cold wind blows, and poisonous insects and snakes can crawl out, but it will not affect him, because there is a blood pool, and all the poisonous creatures will surrender their own blood by themselves.

Feng Jueyu was seriously injured in the battle with Mo Tianliu. He could only heal his injuries first and then find a way to find out the secrets in the blood pool.



A few days later, in Motian Ridge, a figure escaped from the peaks of Motian Ridge where demons were dancing. Behind the figure was a large number of demon troops, thousands of them. This man was covered in blood, and there were at least dozens of visible injuries.

Here, his disheveled hair had covered his face that was so haggard that it was on the verge of extinction, and he desperately fled to the Colorful Cloud Valley.

In the Colorful Xia Valley, Mo Qiu was carried on a rough stretcher into Luoyuefeihualu at the bottom of the valley where flowers were blooming and full of spring.

In front of a waterfall with green water and silver, there is a clear deep pool surrounded by boys and girls in bright clothes and brooches. There are also some elderly people sitting on the rocks. The source of divine power is connected with the aura of heaven and earth. Five colors and ten lights hang on their heads.

Those who hold Panzhu ritual instruments and meditate.

On the largest rock below the waterfall, an old man sat upright, chanting mantras and Taoism incessantly. The men and women around him listened attentively, with humble expressions. When he talked about something profound, the old man would pause for a while and give it to the young man.

Girls have time to figure out and understand.

Beside the old man, Master Wuji stood silently, looking at the expressionless expressions of the countless disciples beside the pond. He followed these disciples to listen to the sermons and the Dharma. He also showed the same deep thinking. It seemed that he was not very clear about some of the lectures, but

He is more qualified and talented than the younger disciples. If he thinks about it for a while, he will gain a lot.

"The Seven Immortals Sword Technique was passed down from the Qing Yu Martial Ancestor six thousand years ago. It was the Qing Yu Martial Ancestor's own method. The Seven Immortals Sword is called the Immortal Relegation of the Seven Combinations. The sword technique is like lightning, ethereal and traceless. When will you

Once you have practiced the sword as you wish, it seems like there is no sword in your hand, and the sword's intention communicates with the heaven and earth, then you can start practicing." The old man said calmly, calmly, as if he had told this story thousands of times, even to himself.

All a little disgusted.

After finishing his moral speech, the old man was about to persuade everyone to retreat when suddenly a speeding figure swept from the Colorful Xia Mountain in the distance. The leader was one person, followed by two more behind him, and they worked together to carry a crudely made stretcher.

In the blink of an eye, we arrived at the bottom of the waterfall.

"Reporting to Master, my disciple discovered Master Uncle Mo Qiu at the junction of Motian Ridge."

"Junior Brother Mo Qiu?" A hint of joy flashed on Wuji's face, Gujing Wubo, and he asked first, "Where is Junior Brother Mo Qiu?"

"Here." The person who came here stepped aside and ordered someone to bring up the stretcher. On the stretcher, Mo Qiu lay dying, with exposed wounds everywhere on his body.

Wu Ji was immediately startled, and he and several old men of similar age beside him flew over and helped Mo Qiu up to check the injury.

"Master, junior brother has been seriously injured and must be treated immediately," Wuji said.

The old man stood up, his thick eyebrows slightly furrowed. He remained motionless, stretched out his hand and shot out a stream of colorful light. What was wrapped in the halo was actually a cyan one-line pill.

"Take it for him." The old man only said one sentence with incomparable majesty. Wuji took the elixir and didn't even think about holding down Mo Qiu's lower jaw to help him take it.

Miraculously, as soon as the elixir entered Mo Qiu's mouth, Mo Qiu's body emitted colorful light. The light was like thousands of little snakes swimming around Mo Qiu for half an hour, and finally pulled Mo Qiu back from the Palace of Hell.

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After Mo Qiu woke up, he opened his eyes with difficulty. When he saw the old man, he desperately supported his injured body and knelt down: "Mo Qiu has met Master, Senior Brother."

"Mo Qiu, there has been no news from you. Where have you been?" The old man's indifferent eyes revealed a majesty that no one dared to look at.

Mo Qiu coughed a few times and replied: "My disciple went to Manfeng Ridge a few months ago. Unexpectedly, the demon and barbarian army on the way to the Demonic Sky Ridge blocked the important place. It was not easy for my disciple to escape."

, which makes Master worried."

Wuji was surprised and said: "Junior brother, why did you do this without telling us about such a big thing? If something happens, Master and the others will be sad. You..."

Mo Qiu shook his head helplessly and said bitterly: "Senior brother, how did I know that Motian Ridge would cause such a big commotion? If I had known, I would have escaped back long ago."

The old man said: "The north of Motian Ridge is now full of masters from the six royal families. How did you escape back?"

"It's a long story." Mo Qiu sighed, and then told everything he saw and heard on the battlefields of the worlds. He did not intentionally conceal his encounter with Feng Jueyu, and even killed Feng Jueyu.

The matter of Motianliu was explained in detail. It is no wonder that he did not know that the three words Feng Jueyu had become a topic of conversation in the battlefields of all worlds.

However, after Wu Ji and the old man finished listening, their expressions turned gloomy and sharp.

"You said Mo Tianliu died at the hands of that man named Feng?"


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