Dragon blood spiritual liquid, there is a dragon qi spiritual liquid hidden in the blood, in fact, Jun Han has already done a little bit preliminarily, but it is just dragon qi.

Dragon Qi is a gaseous power, far less powerful than liquid power.

Entering the cultivation of the dragon blood spiritual liquid, Jun Han was able to press the gaseous dragon qi into a liquid and hide it in the blood, which was five times or even ten times the dragon qi of ordinary dragon qi in this kind of power.

Of course, there are great restrictions on the use of dragon blood spiritual liquid, after all, the dragon energy in the dragon vein is limited, and it cannot be used throughout the battle.

However, this can still provide Jun Han with powerful combat power, Jun Han feels that if he cultivates to the realm of 'Dragon Blood Spiritual Liquid', with the Heavenly Dragon Demon Breaking Fist, he should be able to block an attack by a martial artist in the Xuanling Realm.

"Stabilize the realm in the next few days, and then continue the cultivation of the Dragon Blood Chapter——"

As soon as Jun Han retracted his palm, he hugged the demon cherry blossom in his arms, touched the demon cherry's soft fur, and said: "Su Meng has already sensed that I am the Demon Lord, but even if she detects it, it is useless, as long as I cultivate the 'Dragon Blood Spiritual Liquid', even if I don't use the dragon madness, she is definitely not my opponent." ”

"It's not because you treat people like that, even a girl can't bear it. Demon Sakura glanced at Jun Han and said.

"Little demon, did you see it?"

After a few months of contact, Jun Han has become one with the demon Sakura, and Jun Han found that this little rabbit is very understanding in other aspects except for being a little arrogant sometimes.

Jun Han's name for the black rabbit has also changed from demon cherry blossom to little demon.

One person and one rabbit seem to have reached some kind of tacit understanding, after all, they are all dependent on each other.

"Hmph, pervert!" Demon Sakura took the Golden Soul Hammer and knocked it on Jun Han's chest a few times, and said angrily.

"Jun Han, when are you going to learn the Demon Seal with me. Demon Sakura asked coldly.

"Magic Seal?"

The magic seal and the alchemy are all very powerful help for martial artists, and after learning the magic seal, I am afraid that Jun Han's cultivation path will become smoother and smoother in the future.

However, Jun Han was now pressed for cultivation time, and he didn't have so much energy to learn the engraving of the Demon Seal.

"After a while! I don't have the energy to carve the magic seal right now, if I'm not mistaken, it will be the Four Halls Martial Arts Tournament of the Heavenly Martial Arts Hall in a while! Jun Han said.

"Okay, listen to you, only if you are strong, can you help this seat to rebuild the body. The little demon jumped out of Jun Han's arms, jumped on the bed, and said, "Anyway, you don't need this pill now, you will study it for this seat first, and this seat will give it to you when you want to use it." ”

Jun Han nodded, a feeling of dizziness came from a trance, Jun Han lay on the bed, no longer paid attention to the little demon who was playing with the pill on the side, and fell asleep.

Refining the pill requires the consumption of spiritual power, and the lack of spiritual power makes Jun Han sleep very deeply.

......

When I woke up the next day, it was already morning.

"Where are we going today?"

Jun Han walked in the alley of the Red Bronze Martial Palace, and in Jun Hanyi's arms, a small black rabbit head came out and looked up and asked.

"Fang City. ”

Jun Han scavenged so many silver coins from the Great Heavenly Demon Sect disciples, wouldn't it be too wasteful if he was still in the spirit ring, Jun Han decided to go to the Fang Market of the Tianwu Hall to have a look, maybe where he could find good things, it just so happened that Jun Han also wanted to buy some medicinal materials to make pills.

Fang City, located in the middle of the three peaks of the Red Bronze Martial Palace, the Silver Martial Palace, and the Golden Martial Palace, is where the personnel of the three major martial halls gather.

From a distance, the crowds in the market were surging, rubbing shoulders, and the sound of selling sounded in the air.

"The Netherworld Fire Grass unearthed in the Valley of the Yin Soul is a thousand silver coins each. ”

"Human-level inferior martial arts, broken stone palms, two thousand silver coins!"

"Human-level mid-the-middle martial arts, Tiangang Fist, three thousand silver coins!"

The students who can enter the Tianwu Hall generally have a good background, and the prices of the items in the Tianwu Palace's market are also slightly higher.

Jun Han entered the Fang City and quickly searched for it in the Fang Market, where he wanted to find some valuable medicinal materials.

After all, ordinary pills have no effect on Jun Han's body, and if he wants to use the pill to cultivate, Jun Han has to refine the pill of the Ancient God Realm.

After walking a few laps in the market, because Jun Han was wearing the military uniform of a key student today, no one came to trouble Jun Han, and everything went very smoothly.

"These herbs are too low-grade to be used. ”

Just when Jun Han wanted to leave, in a corner of Fang City, an old man with two sideburns attracted Jun Han's attention, because the aura on this old man's body was completely different from that of others.

I felt the breath carefully, and found that it was not the breath of an old man, but something else.

Jun Han walked over curiously and bowed down on the old man's carpet.

The old man specialized in selling swords, which were carpeted all over the carpet, each one an incomparably sharp weapon.

Jun Han stared at the old man and found that the old man was wearing a scimitar, and Jun Han quickly discovered that the aura was emanating from this scimitar.

Thinking of the knife mark he saw in the Yin Soul Valley, Jun Han's eyes flickered, and on this scimitar, there was actually that spiritual aura.

"The breath of His Holiness—"

Jun Han asked, "Senior, how do you sell the scimitar on your waist?"

The old man raised his head, he didn't expect that someone would come to buy his knife, his reputation in the market is stinky, and most of the students know that he is a liar who only buys fake swords.

"This knife of mine has been used by the Half Venerable, and it has the power of the Half Venerable's artistic conception remaining on it, but it is very expensive. The old man said.

The old man actually knew that this knife was related to His Holiness, and he said it out loud.

It's just that even if he said it, no one believed it, Venerable, how could Venerable things be touched by these people, this old guy is obviously a liar.

Seeing Jun Han actually fighting this old guy's attention.

The students in the market all showed a look of disdain.

"Another fool has been deceived. ”

"Old fellow, what kind of thing to sell, the steel sword I bought last time broke in a month. ”

Jun Han smiled and continued to ask, "Excuse me, how many silver coins do you need?" ”

The old man thought for a moment, made up his mind, and said, "Ten thousand silver coins!"

The old man looked at Jun Han uncertainly, as long as Jun Han had a move to leave, the old man would definitely reduce the price immediately.

"So cheap?" Jun Han was shocked, the things of the Half-Venerable were bought so cheaply?

Obviously, they didn't know the value of the scimitar, but just treated it as an ordinary knife with a small background.

Jun Han waved his hand, threw out 10,000 silver tickets, and said, "Scimitar, bring it!"

The old man was also shocked, how could he have thought that Jun Han would be so happy, and hurriedly threw the scimitar that he hadn't sold for five years to Jun Han, standing aside and smirking, as if he had picked up a big bargain.

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