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Suddenly, he got most of the Dragon Lord's cultivation, and Zhao Bing's body could barely bear it.

If this continues, he has only one ending, and that is to explode and die.

Countless true elements need to find an outlet to vent.

Between heaven and earth, the number of true elements is huge to the extreme, and it is condensed to the extreme.

After all, it is an old antique that has been cultivated for countless years, and the dragon master's cultivation is so profound that it is not something that ordinary people can imagine.

Zhao Bing's expression was painful, and sweat was raining down.

A large number of true yuan, transforming his body, can be regarded as a transformation.

The impurities of the body are expelled from the body, and the meridians are expanded, but what about going down?

True Yuan still can't all be stored in his Divine Mansion.

The situation is critical.

As for what was wrong with his body, Zhao Bing seemed to have figured it out.

But the problem is there, and there is no way for him to change it.

Scattering seems to be the only way.

But what about after the dispersal of the exercises? He has become a mortal again, which is a fact that Zhao Bing can never accept.

When he didn't know anything about the cultivation realm, Zhao Bing was full of confidence in himself, and since he learned about the Qinchuan Continent and the way of cultivation, Zhao Bing knew how small he was.

There is no one who does not want to be a strong person, and a cultivator can be called an immortal-like existence compared to ordinary people.

I just embarked on the path of cultivation, and I tasted a hint of sweetness, how to be willing to give up.

What's more, Zhao Bing was very clear about his next task.

Kill countless cultivators from the Qinchuan Continent who have teleported over, and also have to travel to the Qinchuan Continent to complete the task that seems to have no hope of success.

The task is daunting, dangerous, and fantastical.

But Zhao Bing knew that he had no choice.

Even if he wants to quit now, there is no way out.

Several of the dragon lords are dead, how to get out of here? He didn't know.

Then you have to kill to the end and save your life, which is the most important thing.

The question is, how can he have the power to protect himself after he has dispersed his exercises?

This is like a person who is poor and afraid, and suddenly gets a huge amount of money, and from now on he can live a life of fine clothes and food, at this time, let him donate the money immediately, or burn it, will he be willing?

It's better to kill him!

This analogy may not be appropriate, but the choice that Zhao Bing needs to face at this time is too difficult.

In front of whom, this is almost an unsolvable proposition.

Zhao Bing is still insisting, but his insistence is just a meaningless struggle.

The ending seems to be doomed.

Unless a miracle happens.

The land of the Divine Mansion was in chaos, and the red blood-drinking sword inserted in the huge sun had not moved, as if it had fallen asleep.

But as the True Yuan that was raging around flew around, the Dragon Blood Sword was also trembling.

Phew!

The dragon blood sword suddenly flew up, and the light was magnificent, flying between heaven and earth.

It castrated like electricity, its whereabouts were uncertain, and only a red ray of light could be seen, looming, flying between the clouds and mist, between heaven and earth, from time to time.

And as it flew, a huge suction force came out from the sword body, and countless True Yuan were actually sucked into the sword body by this sword.

The dragon's blood sword became brighter and brighter, slowly becoming extremely red, flashing with a bewitching light.

Zhao Bing's body shook.

The changes that happened in the Divine Mansion were clearly seen by him, but they made him a little dazed.

He had no idea what was going on.

Why did the Dragon Blood Sword suddenly absorb these true elements.

But this was a good thing, for Zhao Bing, the Dragon Blood Sword saved his life again.

It's just that as the suction of the dragon blood sword became stronger and stronger, Zhao Bing became a little panicked.

The dragon lord forced him so much true yuan, and in a moment, one-fifth of it was absorbed by the dragon blood sword.

This absorption and devouring was too fast for him to imagine.

But Zhao Bing finally felt much more relaxed.

Those massive true elements finally found a new storage place, which made Zhao Bing almost pick up a life.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and did not dare to relax for a moment, and continued to vigilantly observe the changes in the Divine Mansion.

At this time, the Divine Mansion was no longer under his control, and those massive True Yuan did not obey his command at all.

It was as if that dragon blood sword had completely turned into a big devil, dominating the king in his Divine Mansion, and every trace of true yuan had no resistance to it.

A breeze blew, and the stains on Zhao Bing's body were blown off, and a faint body fragrance emanated from his body.

His face became more and more pale and ugly.

The True Yuan continued to be devoured, just now it was one-fifth, and now two-fifths of the True Yuan has been devoured.

Moreover, this dragon blood sword seems to be quite hungry and thirsty, and it doesn't know how to be satisfied at all, and it is still ferociously absorbing.

As Zhao Bing's face became more and more ugly, the True Yuan in his Divine Mansion also disappeared even more.

Three-fifths......

4 out of 5......

Finally, the Dragon's Blood Sword stopped absorbing like a full-fed demon.

The sword body glowed with a more red brilliance, and it re-entered the center of the sun and began to warm and sleep, but the color changed a little.

Zhao Bing smiled wryly, and a stone in his heart finally fell.

The true yuan left to him by the dragon lord is now only two percent, although these two percent still means that his skills are more profound, according to the dragon lord's cultivation, two percent of the true yuan is also a terrifying amount.

But Zhao Bing was still a little frustrated.

It's like a poor guy who has won a huge prize, and all of a sudden, he really donates most of his money......

Most of the meat that is eaten in the mouth should be given to others raw, and the point is that the person who eats meat has not eaten meat for a long time......

Such a feeling, of course, is frustrating.

Fortunately, Zhao Bing can also think about it.

After all, the Dragon Blood Sword can be regarded as saving his life.

If this had not happened, he would have exploded and died by this time.

He was even more curious about the Dragon Blood Sword in his heart.

It is very likely that there is a sword spirit in the dragon blood sword, and that sword spirit is the master of the dragon blood sword, Long Drinking Blood.

The change just now must be because of this great power who was once closest to the Divine Hidden Realm.

It's just that what happened in the Dragon Blood Sword and what kind of story it has, Zhao Bing didn't know anything.

He was curious and helpless.

He had no other thoughts about the dragon than admiration and admiration for drinking blood.

Now that the true yuan has been lost, Zhao Bing was shocked and no longer considered this matter.

The Dragon Lord not only left him a large amount of True Yuan, but also imprinted a lot of other knowledge in his soul, such as the method of applying the True Yuan, such as the experience of countless battles in the Dragon Lord's life, all of which were left to him.

Zhao Bing began to sort out the information.

"It turns out that the true element can still be applied like this, and it is really magical."

The more in-depth he understood Zhen Yuan, Zhao Bing couldn't help but sigh all the time.

Pinched a mantra in his hand and recited the mantra silently, Zhao Bing's body slowly became transparent and almost invisible.

Silently accepting the memory inheritance and experience stored in his mind, Zhao Bing's application of Zhenyuan is much more proficient.

He didn't know how valuable this inheritance was.

Feeling that the aura around him was more abundant and condensed, the pillar of light of the teleportation array gradually brightened.

Zhao Bing knew that the next step was the time to really fight.

And whether he can survive in the end depends on his performance in the next battles.

He took a deep breath and breathed silently.

Now with the profundity of his cultivation, the speed at which he absorbs the aura is far faster than before, and the aura here is pure and abundant, and countless aura threads drill into his skin, enter the meridians and blood vessels, and then slowly transform into pure true yuan.

His divine mansion is still being transformed, and those volcanoes have finally disappeared, but mountains and lakes can be seen everywhere, and monsters and creatures are everywhere.

Cultivation is gradually improving, and Zhao Bing knows nothing about it.

You must know that even in the Qinchuan Continent, unless there are some top-grade spiritual veins, in other places, there will definitely not be such abundant spiritual energy for people to absorb, and this kind of top-grade spiritual veins are already scarce, and some are also in the hands of super families or royal families, even if they are clansmen, it is impossible to absorb them endlessly like Zhao Bing.

Suddenly, there was a shake in the teleportation array, and a dark shadow appeared in it.

The person who came was a man in his thirties, wearing a black robe, looking extremely handsome and young, but his actual age, estimated to be hundreds of years old, exuded a sinister smell on his body, and as soon as he came out of the teleportation array, he opened his mouth wide and muttered to himself: "Am I the first person to be teleported over?" ”

After half a ring, he suddenly laughed in surprise: "Hahaha, I didn't expect my Wei Wuji's luck to be so good, this place is full of spiritual energy, it is really a good place to practice, I knew that this world is so rich in resources, last time, I should have come over earlier, this risk, it is worth the risk!" ”

This Wei Wuji, from the Qinchuan Continent, is a loose cultivator, in his early years, he worshiped several sects, but later became the object of many people's hunting, a poisonous skill, unfathomable, so that ordinary people are afraid, and later, he became a royal worship, naturally his cultivation is profound.

In this teleportation, he was stained with royal light and became the first person to be teleported, and he was extremely lucky to be the first person to be successfully teleported.

In the process of teleportation, the three people who entered the teleportation array with him, one was twisted into pieces by the space-time storm, and the other was sucked into the space crack, and it was impossible for him to come out again in this life, so his luck was really good, no wonder he was so ecstatic.

But he didn't know about this Demon Cliff at all, thinking that this was the outside world, and that the outside world was full of aura.

Wei Wuji stepped out of the teleportation array and sat down on the spot, ready to absorb the aura and increase his cultivation.

You must know that this kind of place with abundant aura, even if he is a royal worship, he will not have the opportunity to try, how can he let it go at this time.

And according to the rules of teleportation, he knew that it would take a month before another teleportation array would appear here, and he would really enter the world where Zhao Bing was, and when the time came, all the people who were successfully teleported would have to gather together, without the constraints of the dynasty, he would inevitably face some challenges from the enemy, he was naturally not afraid of his poisonous skills, but he could not miss it if he could seize the time to strengthen his cultivation.

But just as he sat down, a breeze suddenly appeared.

Wei Wouji's face changed slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he immediately jumped up and teleported to the side.

Where he had been sitting, a golden light flashed.

"Who, get out of here for the old man!"

Wei Wuji's face was very bad, and he let out a gloomy roar.