The space behind the wall is very narrow, and it looks like it is ten square meters, not like a place where people live, but as soon as Xie Yan came in, he saw an old man sitting there, this person's legs were cut off at the roots, and his dirty hair was scattered on his shoulders. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Who told you to bring outsiders in?"

Before the woman could speak, the old man spoke first.

"Uncle Shi, this senior needs demon blood, and he has immortal stones on his body......" The woman said hurriedly.

Xie Yan's eyes on the side flickered slightly.

He has not told anyone the secret of the immortal stone on his body, and he doesn't know what this woman can see, but it is not strange to think about it, there are countless magical powers in this world, and it is not strange that this woman has been in this black market for a long time, and it is not strange that she will know some special exercises, and in this way, it also makes Xie Yan understand why this woman is so interested in him.

"Immortal stones?"

The old man's eyes lit up, and his eyes became much more relaxed.

"The juniors do have immortal stones here, as for whether they can be exchanged or not, it depends on the demon blood in the hands of the seniors." Xie Yan said with a flat face.

He could feel the terrifying divine power fluctuations on the old man with the stump leg, before this person was crippled, he was definitely a hegemon-level powerhouse in the god transformation stage, or even in the out-of-body stage, a master of this level, under normal circumstances, even if his head was cut off, he would not die, because the divine power would slowly recover from these injuries, even if it was a broken limb and reborn, it was not a strange thing. But after the old man's legs were broken, he couldn't recover, which shows the horror of the person who cut off his legs.

After losing both legs. This person's cultivation must have been greatly affected. At most, it is the appearance of the early days of the gods. With this kind of strength, Xie Yan didn't dare to say that he would be able to defeat the other party, but there was nothing wrong with retreating.

"Demon blood? The old man does have it here! ”

The old man with the stump sneered and did not respond, but said to the woman who came in with Xie Yan.

"You go out first."

The woman nodded and stepped out.

After the woman had withdrawn, the old man with the stump waved his hand and took it out.

I saw that with a wave of his left hand, the dark grid on the stone wall next to him suddenly opened, and a small jade box the size of a palm flew out. into his hands.

Click!

The small box fell into his hand and opened instantly.

Suddenly, the colorful colors lit up the entire secret room, and a glass-colored liquid slowly flowed out of it, as if it had a life of its own, and it was slowly squirming by itself. After crawling out of the box, this ball of blood unexpectedly reorganized itself and turned into a miniature demon beast mold, although it was small, but everyone could feel the fierce aura in it.

"The Blood ?!! of Poor Strangeness"

A voice suddenly sounded in Xie Yan's storage bag, and then a green head poked out of it.

It was the green-skinned turtle that was originally hiding in Xie Yan's storage bag and was sleeping.

This is well-informed, and even the tomb of the Supreme has been to several. So at a glance, I could see what the demon blood in the hands of the old man with the stump leg was.

"You know this thing?" Xie Yan glanced at the green-skinned turtle inquiringly.

When the green-skinned turtle saw something good, he instantly came to his senses and crawled out of the storage bag. sat on Xie Yan's shoulder.

"Yes, I did." The greenskin turtle affirmed.

"When I was in the grave of a bald donkey, I drank that jar..... Wrong..... This blood is somewhat impure, it should be diluted, or it may be crossbred offspring. The green-skinned turtle's head thumped twice in the air, and then lost interest in an instant.

"It's still pure poor blood, it's delicious, it's sour!" As he spoke, the green-skinned turtle smashed its mouth.

After drinking a jar, it is still pure Poor Strange Blood......

Xie Yan's face twitched twice, this thing is simply a pest, God knows how many treasures he had harmed the Kongwen Divine Monk in the first place.

"What's the use of this thing?"

Xie Yan ignored the intoxicated expression of the green-skinned turtle and asked. Although most of the demon blood he exchanged for painting was used, this did not prevent Xie Yan from studying demon blood, especially some scarce demon blood, Xie Yan would be more cautious in using it, because the mysterious brush can draw anything, but it can't draw demon blood, which is also a defect of the mysterious brush.

"I don't know, the monster of the mythological era is an unknown existence, and I didn't even figure out the old bald donkey at the beginning, let alone me?"

The greenskin turtle yawned.

It is said that the thousand-year-old king is eighty-thousand-year-old tortoise, Xie Yan believes it, this kind of thing is the most sleepable, and the tortoise in the cultivation realm can sleep, thousands of years is also a sleep for them, if it is not for every time he encounters some special things to stimulate this product to wake up, Xie Yan estimates that this thing can sleep until he soars into an immortal.

"Your pet has good eyesight, yes, the old man has the blood of the descendants of Qiqi in his hands, and its value is immeasurable."

The old man with the stump 'snapped' and closed the box in his hand.

Because he just listened to the words of the green-skinned turtle, he didn't believe it very much, what pure Qiqi blood, empty smell supreme, etc., in his opinion, were bragging, and what really deserved his attention was the immortal stone in Xie Yan's hand. Speaking of which, this old man with a stump was also a ruthless character in the past, he practiced a top-level magic skill, crisscrossed the starry sky, I don't know how many caravans he had looted, and he was also a well-known old devil in this star field, nicknamed the black old devil.

Although this black demon is a casual cultivator, his qualifications are extremely high, and with a third-rate exercise, he has stubbornly crossed the human and god barrier and has been promoted to become a god-transforming monk. After becoming a god-transforming cultivator, the black demon discovered the limitations of the exercises, based on the third-rate exercises he cultivated, at most he would cultivate to the god-transforming level, and it was impossible to advance to the level, and this realization became clearer after he broke through to the late stage of god-transformation.

In order to break through the shackles, the old devil went to a ruin in the starry sky alone.

Nine deaths in the ruins, it really allowed him to find a way to break out of the body, but unfortunately at the moment when he broke through the out-of-body, the fluctuation of vitality woke up the sleeping demon in the ruins, and after the big demon woke up, he gnawed off his legs, which was the result of his fast escape, if he was a little slower, I am afraid that he would have become the feces of the big demon. After escaping back, the black demon lived in seclusion in this place, and planned to use his divine power to slowly recover from his injuries, but hundreds of years have passed, and his injuries have not recovered, but the great demon power at the wound has continuously eroded his body, and now he only has the power of the early stage of the god.

After understanding this, the black demon began to collect fairy stones frantically.

Immortal power is the strongest power under this starry sky, and if you want to clear the big demon power, you can only do it with immortal power.

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ps,I was so tired yesterday.,I fell asleep without taking off my clothes when I came back.,Get up in the morning and quickly turn on the computer to make up for the update.,I hope you don't mind (to be continued.。。 )