Previously, this young man had spent a thousand kilograms of middle-grade spiritual stones in order to open up an independent space for Ku Ku's battle pets.
Now, for the recipe of the Troll Crazy Blood Pill and the Wanlin Bingxin Pill, he had to bleed again. Not only did he smash the last two thousand kilograms of medium-grade spiritual stones into it, but he also had to smash the three thousand kilograms that he had been reluctant to use.
The top-grade spiritual stones have also been squandered!
But when the young man thought about it, these resources could be exchanged for a pill recipe for a low-grade earth-grade pill and a high-grade spiritual grade Xuan Dan. It seemed like a good deal.
The most important thing is that in this world now, the poisonous trolls are almost extinct.
If he could hold both the inexhaustible troll blood and the recipe for the Troll Mad Blood Pill, given time, he would be the only maker of the Troll Mad Blood Pill, and he would have to worry about the mystery of such an incredible effect.
Can’t Dan be sold at a high price?
As a result, the young man gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Both Danfang brothers are going to take it!"
After paying the money happily, Chen Shen found that there were very few spiritual stones in his space package.
Even the low-grade spirit stones that he had kept before were almost squandered by him in the past few days by purchasing disguise pills one after another.
"Sun, you are a black hole, you are so poor, you are so poor!"
"I hope I can recover my original form from the trophies of these true disciples and core disciples..."
Thinking of this, Chen Shen first fed himself a few spirit-level healing and soul-reviving mysterious pills, and was just about to clean the battlefield. Unexpectedly, a cool cry suddenly came from the sea of soul consciousness: "Boss, my skeleton army
I have encountered many masters of the Xuanhuang Realm."
"The clothes they wear are cyan or red, with an auspicious cloud pattern embroidered on them, but they don't look like disciples of the Qingyun Sect because they are generally older."
Hearing this, Chen Shen's pupils shrank: "Cyan, red Xiangyun robe? Oh no, it's the elder of Qingyun Sect!"
"It must be because too many true disciples died at once, which alarmed the sect's senior officials, so they decided to send the elders to intervene in the Mysterious Beast Tidal Battlefield?"
At this thought, Chen Shen became very anxious: "Kuku, hurry up and take all the skeleton army back into your body. They are no match for those elders."
"You have to be fast. I don't want our skeleton army to suffer heavy losses...but you have to be more careful and don't be targeted by those Qingyun Sect elders."
"Skull~ Boss, don't worry."
"When Ku Ku releases the skeleton army, he can only arrange his troops within a few miles with Ku Ku as his heart."
"But the range for recalling them is very wide, covering hundreds of miles. In the blink of an eye, they will turn into flowing light and crawl back into their cool bodies."
Chen Shen couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great! When you've almost recalled everything, just find a hidden place to wait for me, and I'll join you there."
"Understood, Skull~"
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At this moment, Chen Shen discovered that a familiar figure suddenly broke into the coverage area of the "Omniscient Map".
"Zhan Wanhua? Damn, how did this old bastard get here so fast!"
Although the Omniscient Map can detect any disturbance within a radius of a hundred miles and an altitude of a thousand feet, the opponent's eight-star Xuanhuang and Xuanqi transformed wings are flying at an extremely fast speed.
Chen Shen realized that it was too late to clean up the battlefield. If he ran away now, he might not be caught by the other party.
Otherwise, in his current state of being seriously injured, he is really no match for the Eight-Star Xuan Emperor.
But the problem is that this young man is unwilling to leave just like that, handing over the spoils scattered on the ground to his enemies...
"Phew! All we have to do is take a gamble!"
Immediately, he had a thought——
"Tsk! Quack, cluck..."
In just one breath, the effect of the Yi Rong Dan disappeared, and Chen Shen returned to his original appearance.
Then, the young man changed back into the green robe of an inner disciple of the Qingyun Sect, covered his breath, and lay down in the mud pit with his back stretched out.
He did not forget to casually grab the body of a core disciple who was already dead and cover him with it.
In a moment, it was in heaven.
Zhan Wanhua fell like a fireball. When he was approaching the ground, the pair of mysterious wings behind him suddenly flapped several times, causing him to land lightly.
The strong wind danced his dark red Qingyun robe.
A waxy face full of traces of time, full of anger!
He first released his soul perception and realized that there were no mysterious beasts or humans around him that could threaten him. Then he slowly stretched out his hands and sucked in the palms of his hands——
"Whoosh, whoosh!"
Two already somewhat cold corpses were in front of us, they were Zhan Qiantu and Zhan Qianzhan!
Zhan Wanhua's broad Adam's apple couldn't help but roll twice, and a pair of experienced hands touched and pressed on their bodies. After confirming that there was no possibility of rescuing them, he cried out sadly: "My son!"
"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."
"who?"
At this moment, Zhan Wanhua was startled in vain by a low cough and a sloppy rubbing sound.
His eyes were fixed on the mud puddle not far away. At the same time, the old man's eight-star Xuanhuang realm consciousness poured out like an overwhelming force. He instantly recognized the man who was weakly pushing the pressure.
The boy with the corpse on his body.
"Chen Shen? You're not dead!"
In fact, when Zhan Wanhua first arrived here, he "saw" Chen Shen's existence with his soul.
However, at that time, he did not realize that there was still life in this kid.
Chen Shen weakly raised his eyelids and said weakly: "Zhan, Elder Zhan?"
"Cough, cough, cough... I thought I was dead..."
"You're not dead, good, good!"
Zhan Wanhua's face was filled with joy. He jumped up and came to the other party. Looking down at the young man covered in mud and blood, he said coldly: "Can you see who killed my beloved son?"
Although he wished he could cut into pieces the young man who had once disgraced him, but now, the other party was the only surviving witness.
No matter how unhappy Zhan Wanhua was, in order to avenge his dead son, he could only patiently ask for relevant information about the murderer.
When Chen Shen pours out everything he needs to reveal, Zhan Wanhua will kill Chen Shen mercilessly and take away the loot all over the ground...
It was precisely because of his insight into Zhan Wanhua's psychology that Chen Shen dared to appear openly under his nose.
Speaking of which, the murderer didn’t take away the trophies of so many core disciples and true disciples?
This seems extremely unreasonable to Zhan Wanhua.
It is said that there must be a monster when something goes wrong, which makes Zhan Wanhua always on guard, thinking that the real murderer has not gone far, and should be hiding nearby, using these trophies to lure more "prey" and kill him...
"Cough, cough, cough..." Facing Zhan Wanhua's question, Chen Shen just kept coughing in a low voice and did not answer.
He stayed here just to bet that Zhan Wanhua would not kill him immediately.