Chapter 248, Ink Blood Fruit

Pretty hot, huh?

Lowe asked a smell of burning, apparently, the top hat was fluffy and on fire!

Water dragon pillar, break the ground!

At the same time, a water dragon climbed into a huge spring, and poured it on the top hat at once, and at the same time, it was easy to open and love to drag them, all of them were "wet", concave and convex, delicate and fat, ticking and ticking......

Break it for me!

Luo's Hengkun sword struck towards the sky, and suddenly, a sword intent thunderclapped up, dark clouds rolled wildly, and thunder and lightning flashed as if responding to Luo's Hengkun sword.

The black web and fire suddenly weakened like spider silk, and then a sword intent tore it apart.

As soon as the fire on the hood was extinguished, the top hat stepped on the wind with his legs and walked away.

Seeing Ji Luo fleeing, leaving only a cloud of smoke, Liao Kuang suddenly rolled his eyes in anger.

His senior brothers lowered their eyebrows and lowered their heads, looking at the smoke left by the blue flame, helpless for a while, indicating that they had done their best.

"Rush!"

Rushed towards the Valley of the Poison King.

Lowe stood on top hat and shouted excitedly.

He defeated the so-called first in the immortal fat period again.

Liao Kuang, let's see what kind of braggadocio he will have in the future.

"Brother Luo, just now, I thought you were going to kill you Liao Kuang's bastard with one move, but I didn't expect that you were just ......"

"Eat, this is the poison pill, it is newly refined by me, it can resist the poisonous miasma of the Poison King Valley, come, one per person." ”

Luo plugged his easy-to-open mouth with the poison repellent pill.

This guy, the thief hates it, do you think Liao Kuangnas is simple?

How to say that Jinghongmen, which is also one of the seven major sects, has devoted the power of the sect to cultivate all kinds of geniuses, and I don't know how many hole cards there are in his hand.

Although Luo is sure to defeat him, he will not be arrogant to the point that three moves can kill him.

"After entering the Valley of the Poison King, let's split up, Yi Zhang, you and Jiang Chen are in a group, and the rest is in a group. ”

Isn't this obviously Chu Er and Song Anyue?

Although Luo didn't understand what the situation of the two of them was now, he gave them more opportunities to stay together, even if it was a little bit of his own heart.

In addition, Luo gave the largest bag of poison-repelling pills to Chu Er.

"Our purpose is to hunt fierce beasts, collect beast Yuan Dan, and in addition, there are elixirs, anyway, the more things here, the better.

Remember, no matter what danger you encounter, if you can't beat it, just run, send a distress charm, you don't have any doubts, right?"

Luo saw that they all nodded, temporarily relieved.

"Are you alright, do you want to take a break?"

Just a few steps, Song Anyue found that something was wrong with Chu Er, his steps were a little difficult, and his breath was high and low.

"Okay, let's rest. ”

Chu Er approached a stone, and Song Anyue helped her sit down.

She suffered an explosive charm just now, and although she took some elixir to nourish and recover, she never had a good rest.

Song Anyue thought, maybe this is the reason that makes her breath unstable.

"An Yue, can you tell me about your daughter or wife?"

Chu Er's slightly pale face asked with a light smile.

Song Anyue looked at Chu Er's sincere eyes, nodded, and then said, "My wife ......"

He remembered the sea of fire, the screams of the fighting, he hugged his children, and his wife rushed towards him......

His tears welled up uncontrollably.

Unexpectedly, a cold light flashed, his eyes were blood-red, he crawled to the ground, touched his wife's face, touched his wife's hair, held her lovely head, and wanted to put it back in its original position.

He cried and fell to his knees, and his daughter broke free from his arms, and was so frightened that suddenly, with a horse roar, two iron hooves rose above his head...... He lost consciousness.

When I woke up, I was covered in blood, pressed by two corpses, and even my breath smelled of blood.

"You love her so much. "Chu Er said.

"Yes, I love her. Song Anyue replied.

"She's happy. Chu Er continued.

"Haha, if she had known that I had become a monk, she would have hated me. Song Anyue propped his hands on the ground, leaned back, and suddenly smiled bitterly.

His father was a monk, who abandoned her and her mother, and then remarried with her mother, and after a few years of peace, his stepfather went into debt and went to become a monk, leaving her and her terminally ill mother.

She once said, you men are unreliable, always thinking about immortality, but why do you give birth to women in this world, is it just to be a tool for you men to help you clean up the mess?"

The more Song Anyue said, the more hazy his eyes became, and he tilted his head, wanting to see the starry sky, but the hazy fog barrier obscured his vision.

"But she believes in you and loves you. Chu Er said.

"Hmm. Song Anyue said this word with difficulty, and his head kept looking up.

"Are you becoming a monk to avenge you, is it worth it to love someone and rather become what she hates?" asked Chu Er.

Song Anyue did not answer.

"We witch women, once we fall in love with someone, if we don't get a response, we will scatter our cultivation and eventually become mortals. Chu Er's eyes were even darker, she knew that Song Anyue was already immersed in memories and didn't hear her words clearly at all.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, I'm joking, I'm resting, let's go for a while, let's find some elixir. Chu Er stood up.

"Thistle, there, there are so many blood butterflies!" Ai Tuo rushed over.

This wild blood butterfly can be several times better than the one planted in the sect.

Let's put it this way, wild blood butterflies grow extremely slowly, and they grow every ten or twenty years, which is not at all like the kind of birth in the sect, and they can be harvested in one or two years.

"Be careful!"

Luo suddenly brushed aside Ai's hand, and he found that behind the blood butterfly, there was a round-leaved black fruit hidden.

Ink Blood Fruit!

Luo hesitated with the jujube sword, gently brushed away the blood butterfly, and what appeared in front of him turned out to be three ink blood fruits.

This ink blood fruit is the best elixir in the immortal fat stage, and it has a great tonic effect on cultivation.

The cultivation of immortal lipid is to judge the strength of spiritual power based on the concentration of immortal fat contained in the blood in the body, and this ink blood fruit can greatly enhance the integration of immortal fat and blood.

In other words, ordinary people may have one liter of blood and one-tenth of the immortal fat in it, and they will reach saturation, and it will be difficult to integrate it anymore.

And the monk who has taken the Ink Blood Fruit can cause the amount of immortal fat in the blood to melt, directly doubling. Once the concentration of immortal resin in the blood doubled, it was thought that this person's combat power had increased exponentially.

Whew, every Ink Blood Fruit is extremely precious, and it is often the highest collection treasure of those great sects. Hardly ever sold on the market.

But this ink blood fruit can't be touched with your hands, its skin is full of fine hairs, this fine hair is extremely poisonous, once the flesh touches it, it will immediately rot by roots, and any panacea, almost useless.

Woohoo......

Luo Jijian was slashed off by the three ink blood fruits, removing the branches and leaves.

took out an ordinary spiritual fire pill from the spirit conch, swallowed it in his stomach, and used his spiritual power, a flame came out of Luo's palm, roasting the ink blood fruit, and Luo also rolled with his sword.

The epidermis and hair follicles of this ink blood fruit can only be removed by roasting them over fire.