The bull-headed warrior of the Martial King level, covering the wound on his abdomen with his big hands, glared at Yechen and the others viciously with his eyes like lanterns, and walked towards Yechen step by step, with a roar that shook the sky from his mouth.

"Roar!" even though it ended so hard, his voice was still full of thick majesty.

Yechen smiled, and the city-breaking crossbow continued to shoot, and the bull-headed warrior shot out and continued to grasp the crossbow arrow in his hand, because the use of power made the muscles of the whole body tense, and the bull-headed warrior's lower abdomen bleed faster.

Blood was the source of his strength, and the lack of blood greatly reduced his strength, and this time the crossbow arrow was shot two fingers deep in his body, injuring his internal organs.

"Chirp!" the bolt continued, this time piercing his chest, sending his five-meter-tall body flying and sticking into the far wall.

Blood poured out of the Minotaur warrior's body, turning him into a giant bloody man, his gaze still fixed on Yechen, and he let out an earth-shattering roar at Yechen again.

"It's tragic. The little fat man said softly.

Yechen sneered: "Our human race is under the blade of the alien race, and there are more tragic scenes. ”

The minotaur finally lay down on the ground slowly with reluctance, and the blood gathered and flowed into a river of blood.

Yechen stood up and watched silently as the Minotaur lay on the ground and struggled until the last of his blood had drained.

"Is it dead?" said the little fat man.

Yechen said lightly: "Wait a little longer." ”

After five minutes, seeing that the minotaur did not move, Yechen walked out of the divine power barrier and touched the alchemy furnace in front of the altar.

The alchemy furnace is one meter high, with five big feet propped up on the ground, and the gods of the alien race are carved on it.

The little fat man said strangely: "They retreated, how could they forget such a good thing here." ”

Yechen said lightly: "It should be that there were sacrifices in this furnace at that time, and for devout believers, naturally they couldn't take away half of the sacrifices that the gods had eaten, so they stayed." Of course, there's no point in guessing about that, it's the good stuff that counts. ”

As he spoke, Yechen put the alchemy furnace into the storage ring, a happy smile on his face.

Yechen has always longed for a good alchemy furnace, and the spirit weapon-level alchemy furnace of Jiangyin Academy made him greedy, and now that he has a king-level alchemy furnace, it is no less than sending charcoal in the snow to him.

Compared to those garbage alchemy furnaces at home, using this king-level alchemy furnace is enough to increase Yechen's alchemy degree by five times.

Then, Yechen took out a porcelain vase, and then walked to the dead bull-headed warriors, and grabbed the void below with his right hand, and the blood on the ground was grabbed by Yechen out of thin air, poured into Yechen's palm, and condensed into a blood ball, and then, the blood ball was injected into the porcelain bottle by Yechen.

These bloods have been refined by the temple priests of the alien race, and they are all essence powers, which are more precious than the blood of the Terran warriors at the martial spirit level, and even no worse than the blood of the masters of the Terran Martial Kings, if they are used to arrange the blood corpse array, it will be even better.

The little fat man looked at Yechen's void blood-grabbing method, and hurriedly ran to Yechen's side and asked, "What kind of method are you?"

Yechen said lightly: "I can only use it when I reach the martial artist level, and as for you, you must at least be at the martial spirit level." ”

"Oh!" Yechen's words dispelled the little fat man's thoughts, and the power system was different, and Yechen's martial arts little fat man couldn't learn it.

After filling thirty bottles of martial spirit-level minotaur blood, Yechen filled the blood of the Martial King Minotaur warrior separately.

"Whew!" Yechen breathed a sigh of relief, this time the harvest was great, he didn't notice that killing the Minotaur had such a benefit, but now it seems that it makes Yechen happy even more than getting the soul fire.

When Yechen collected the blood, Lan Wen had already started to draw the spirit isolation array on the side, and by the time the blood was collected, the spirit isolation array had also been drawn.

"Let's go, let's go after the little fox man. Yechen said.

"There's no road ahead, where are we going. The little fat man said.

Yechen slowly walked towards the city-breaking crossbow and said lightly: "Roads are all created by people. Then he turned the city-breaking crossbow around, turned to the little fat man on the side, startled the little fat man, and hurriedly ran away.

"Chirp!" an arm-sized city-breaking crossbow shot out and hit the wall where the little fox man had disappeared, instantly breaking a large hole.

The city-breaking crossbow claims to be able to break through even the city walls, and this thin wall is no longer a problem.

The little fat man looked at the city-breaking crossbow staring at the stone wall in the distance, and asked curiously, "Why hasn't it been blasted open there?" ”

Yechen said: "It means that it is not a wall at all, but the part of the temple that connects to the earth, and it has been born with the earth, I don't believe you can try it." ”

The little fat man ran over, put his hand against the wall, and after a while, opened his eyes and said, "Really, I feel the breath of the earth." ”

Yechen put away the city-breaking crossbow and said lightly: "Let's go!"

Walking through the broken wall, there was a sudden terrible ghost cry in front of him, and there were bursts of dense cries, as if there were tens of millions of ghost troops in front of him.

Yechen said lightly: "I didn't expect that the dungeon is not on the ground, but across the altar, or if this place is emptied, the little fox man will have nowhere to run." ”

"Boom!" the entire temple was once again slammed.

"Here we go again!" the little fat man's face showed worry again, "Yechen, what's going on." ”

Yechen's gaze turned to the front, and said lightly: "Maybe the answer is inside, just take a look." ”

After entering the dungeon, there were steel cages on the left and right sides, countless ghosts were crying in the steel cages, floating around with blood and tears, and the corpses were lying motionless on the ground, suddenly getting up, and roaring at Yechen and the others.

"There are herbs!" said the little fat man.

This is a paradise for ghosts and zombies, and they have been swallowing yin qi for many years, nourishing countless precious herbs.

"That's right. A question occurred to me. The little fat man said, "Why don't the dead creatures touch these herbs around them, it stands to reason that the yin qi on the herbs is so strong, they should be regarded as a treasure." ”

Yechen said lightly: "These herbs are their treasures, but the dead creatures are different from our Terran warriors, they swallow yin qi to nourish the herbs, and then absorb the smell of the herbs from the herbs to improve their cultivation, for them, the growing herbs are useful, and the herbs that have been picked have lost their effectiveness." ”

"Oh, I see!"

Yechen's thoughts couldn't help but drift to the Death Mountain Range, and he didn't know what herbs were bred when the two emperor-level death creatures there swallowed Yin Qi, if they could pick it back, it would be great, it should be the most precious magic medicine in the entire Martial God Great 6.

(End of chapter)