Text Chapter 43 Jiao Blood Forging Body (Ask for Collection)

Tu Ming resisted the impulse in his heart and found five more corpses, but unfortunately, only two of them were soul warriors.

However, what puzzled him was that when he looted them, two of them had nothing, which made him very puzzled, how could they be said to be super strong, how could they be so poor?

"Hmm, that's not right!" Tu Ming's body suddenly shook, and he looked down at the palm of the corpse, and sure enough, he found something.

"Could it be that the storage ring can't be successful?" he saw that the medicine veteran was wearing a storage ring on his hand, which was very convenient to take things in, which made him envious, and it was an indispensable equipment for home travel.

"It must be, they can't bring nothing, they must be here!" Tu Ming was inexplicably excited, if he had a storage ring, it would be too convenient to put something in the future, and the beast materials he got could also be loaded into it, unlike before when he killed a demon beast, he could only watch it be wasted.

There are so many demon beasts hunted during this time, and there are hundreds of demon beasts at the peak of the demon spirit, because there are no storage rings, they are all thrown away in vain, if they are all collected and sold, tens of thousands of gold coins are available, but it makes him feel distressed for a while.

Now with a storage ring, it's all possible.

"Hmm, what's the matter? I can't open it?" Tu Ming drove his spiritual power and found that this storage ring seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't see what was inside, let alone open it.

"What's going on?" Tu Ming was numb for a while, and he couldn't use the storage ring, which made him even more upset.

He thought of all kinds of methods, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"Forget it, put it away first, and then figure out a way later!" Tu Ming glanced up and down his body, and simply hung it on his waist.

His idea is very simple, if he wears it on his hand and is seen by someone with a heart, it may cause disaster, this thing is not qualified to be worn by ordinary people, let alone his little martial artist, hanging on the belt can give people the illusion that it is a small pendant!

"Hey...... This person has it, and I think other people have it too, right?" Tu Ming's eyes were full of excitement, and he went back to look for it, and sure enough, he found two more.

There were a total of three storage rings, all of which were strung together by him and hung on the belt, and they jingled with each step, and they really looked like pendants.

Tu Ming cleaned up, carefully sensed the condition of the martial soul in his body, and then quietly touched the mountain where Bai Jiao was.

Now the gray silk threads at the root of the martial soul in his body have been densely closed, and they are really about to form a separate space, but he always feels as if something is missing, that is, it can't really change.

Now it is basically determined that this is not the root system of the martial soul grass at all, it should form a special space, as for what it does, it can only be known after it is really formed.

As for the white Jiao, although he didn't have the strength to compete with that girl, it was still okay to take a peek in the past, if the girl really wanted to make a move on him, then he could only rely on Ye Dart to deal with her.

Of course, he also knows that a strong person like a girl who flies in the sky is at least a martial monarch-level existence, and it is still a question whether Ye Dart can be injured, although Ye Dart is powerful, but it must be able to explode around others, and with the improvement of strength, martial artists are very sensitive to the perception of energy, and they can detect it if they fluctuate slightly, even if they can explode, it is estimated that they have already escaped.

So he can only be used as a means of deterrence, and if he wants to keep this kind of strong man, don't even think about it.

"Hmm, what's going on?" As he approached the mountain, Tu Ming once again felt an inexplicable feeling of hunger in his body, although it was not as strong as last time, but it did make him feel very uncomfortable.

"Could it be that there is a meteorite here?" Tu Ming endured his hunger, his face showed surprise, and after careful induction, he found that it was on the top of the mountain.

"It's okay, if you can't get the body of Bai Jiao, it's also good to find a meteorite that contains the earth mother's energy!" Tu Ming hurried a few steps away and quickly climbed towards the top of the mountain.

The further up he went, the stronger his hunger became, which made Tu Ming more sure that the meteorite was on the mountain, but he didn't know if the little girl had left, and if she hadn't left, there might be some trouble.

Although he was a little worried, the hunger was too much for him to hold, so he had to climb the mountain quickly.

"What's the matter? Why is Bai Jiao still there?" Tu Ming climbed to the top of the mountain and saw that Bai Jiao was still lying there bloody, and the two small sharp corners on his forehead exuded a pink halo, which was dreamlike and eye-catching.

"Where's the girl?" Tu Ming looked around and found that there was no one else on the mountain, which made him stunned for a while, he obviously saw her coming, what about the people?

"Whatever! Find the meteorite first!" Tu Ming didn't care about anything else, he was going crazy from the hunger.

The closer you get to Bai Jiao, the stronger that feeling becomes.

"What's going on?" Tu Ming just pressed his palm on Bai Jiao's body, and there was a suction force from the martial soul in his body, and the blood in Bai Jiao's body began to surge towards Tu Ming's body.

"Ahhh......h

"Hurry up and refine!" Tu Ming immediately understood what was going on.

Jiao blood is a rare treasure in the world, it can temper the body, it is the forging treasure that the warrior dreams of, if it weren't for the hunger that tormented him, he might not have ignored it.

Tu Ming hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, endured the severe pain, drove the Five Elements Technique, and began to refine Jiao Blood little by little.

With the continuous influx of Jiao blood, Tu Ming's face became more and more red, and the rolling Jiao blood raged in his body, like a giant dragon roaring, making his soul shake.

When his body's endurance reached its limit, Jiao's blood no longer poured in, and it stopped inexplicably.

With the operation of the Five Elements, a trace of Jiao Blood Essence is purified and absorbed, nourishing the bones, flesh and blood, and tendons.

......With the operation of the Five Elements Technique, Jiao's blood was dragged to run in the body for a week, and was refined and absorbed, Tu Ming's body gradually emitted a faint halo, and his breath became more and more vigorous, with an inexplicable coercion, which made the air vibrate.

When the Jiao blood was about to run out, more Jiao blood poured in again, causing Tu Ming, who had improved a little, to experience the terrible feeling of exploding his body again, his whole body was overflowing with energy, and his skin was as red as if boiling water had been scalded.

For a whole day, Tu Ming refined five rounds and endured five terrible tortures, each one more violent than the last, and he was almost tossed to death.

After refining all the Jiao blood, his body was shrouded in a golden halo, and a thick sense of coercion enveloped all directions, like a dragon's might, with a desolate aura.

"Whoop ......" Tu Ming was sitting precariously, still running the Five Elements Technique, so that the Jiao Blood Essence was completely integrated with the body.