"This is it. ”

Chen Yuan looked at the roots of the trees on the ground that turned into ashes, and the black shadows that turned into nothingness, and said softly.

They didn't go any further, they stayed here.

"Is the Demon Heavenly Spirit Root here?"

Zhu Fat Man saw Chen Yuan stop and began to scan the surroundings.

"What Demon Heavenly Spirit Root?"

Sheng Xueqin's face was slightly stunned, and her eyes were full of doubts and looked at Chen Yuan. "The Demon Heavenly Spirit Root you are talking about, is that strange treasure that was born?"

"Hehe, Exorcism?"

Chen Yuan smiled indifferently.

"If it's a strange treasure, I'll let you in?"

Chen Yuan opened his mouth indifferently, completely ignoring those Tianjiao and many Heavenly Monarch Elders, as if he could kill everyone at any time as long as he wanted.

"You ......"

Sheng Xueqin wanted to open her mouth to refute, but she couldn't say a word.

For some reason, she looked at Chen Yuan's appearance, and always felt that what the man in front of her said was true, even if he obviously only had the cultivation of the Heavenly Monarch.

"Still not coming out?"

Chen Yuan ignored Sheng Xueqin and muttered to himself.

Between this small world, there were only three caves, and after he walked in and checked, he didn't find any trace of the demonic spirit root taproot.

But at this moment, the reaction given by the Immortal Yuan and the Immortal in his body will not be wrong, it is a kind of repulsion from the deepest part of the divine soul, which will only appear when encountering the true Demon God Law.

and the power of the immortal demons in his body that was being refined, which was even more boiling at the moment.

This energy was sometimes excited, sometimes angry, and it made Chen Yuan believe that the Demon Heavenly Spirit Root was here, not in the depths.

"What are we going to do now?"

Zhu Fat Man rubbed his palms and said to Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan thought for a moment and looked at Sheng Xueqin.

"You...... What do you want to do?"

Sheng Xueqin saw Chen Yuan's eyes looking at her, and immediately couldn't help but take a step back.

"I saved your life, and I borrowed some of your natal essence blood to use. ”

Chen Yuan opened his mouth and said.

"What do you want my natal essence blood to do?"

Sheng Xueqin couldn't help it.

Natal essence blood is one of the most precious things for the monk himself.

Each monk's natal essence blood is not much, and every drop is especially precious, which contains the purest energy law of his cultivation method.

Especially those top-level Tianjiao, there is even a trace of great avenue in their essence and blood.

Although Sheng Xueqin is not that type, how can she say that she is also the pride of heaven in this Jiuyang Domain, how precious is her essence and blood, how can she just give it?

"Give me a drop of your natal essence blood, and I will give you a creation. ”

Chen Yuan said indifferently.

This is also the main reason why Chen Yuan wants to save Sheng Xueqin.

The monk can only refine the natal essence blood when he is alive, and the blood after death has become dead blood, which is not of much use.

"Good. ”

Sheng Xueqin saw Chen Yuan's indifferent appearance, and nodded involuntarily.

She didn't understand why she agreed to Chen Yuan, but when she thought that her life was saved by Chen Yuan, what was it to give some natal essence blood, at most, it was just a period of weakness.

Although Sheng Xueqin was hostile to Chen Yuan before, she had a different position, as the proud daughter of the sky in the Jiuyang Domain, she naturally would not be as ignorant as others to repay her kindness.

And the most critical thing was that when Fang Cai Chen Yuan took her into his arms, and he didn't know what spell he was casting to attack those tree roots, the deepest part of her soul actually produced the deepest fear, even if Fang Cai Chen Yuan was protecting her.

As for the creation in Chen Yuan's mouth, Sheng Xueqin didn't think much about it at all.

A Chen family lineage, even if he has the cultivation of the Heavenly Monarch?

The Chen family's general trend has gone, and it is difficult to protect itself, what can she do.

"Drop!"

After Sheng Xueqin nodded, he directly refined the natal essence blood in his body, put it in a jade bottle, and then handed it to Chen Yuan.

"Boom!"

When Sheng Xueqin's natal essence blood appeared, there were bursts of roars echoing between the entire heaven and earth, and there was a roar like from purgatory.

This voice comes from the divine consciousness and is not manifested, and not everyone can feel it.

Chen Yuan saw that the two people beside him did not react, and he knew that only he felt this change.

He looked at the natal essence blood in the jade bottle, which was as many as three drops, and then looked at Sheng Xueqin, who was extremely weak at the moment, and casually took out a pill and threw it over.

A monk's essence blood can have thousands of drops, but the natal essence blood will never exceed ten drops.

At this moment, Chen Yuan was holding the jade bottle containing Sheng Xueqin's natal essence blood in his hand, and he immediately felt the terrifying demonic energy contained in that essence blood.

Although the color of the essence blood was pale gold, the difference between the deepest energy and that of the Terran monks was too great.

Even if this is not a bloodline at the level of the Demon Emperor, it is not far off.

But what made Chen Yuan feel strange was that Sheng Xueqin was obviously the body of the human race, how could he have such blood?

This kind of bloodline can only be inherited, and it cannot be acquired and integrated.

At this moment, Sheng Xueqin, who had a pale face, took the medicine bottle that Chen Yuan threw over casually, and opened it casually.

In her opinion, this death is just a heavenly pill that restores qi and blood.

But the moment she opened it, a strong medicinal fragrance rushed to the sky.

This medicinal fragrance was so strong that it couldn't be dispersed, and it directly enveloped a hundred feet.

Just by smelling it, Sheng Xueqin felt that he had recovered somewhat.

You must know that what she has just refined is three drops of natal essence blood, and if it is according to normal circumstances, it will not be able to return to its original state without a year and a half.

"Spirit Feather Pill?"

After the fat man on the side smelled this danxiang, he was also slightly stunned.

"This is the Spirit Feather Pill?!"

When he heard this name, Sheng Xueqin's cherry class's small mouth was even wider enough to stuff eggs.

As the lady of the heavens of the Jiuyang Domain, she is from the Great Sect, so she naturally knows what this is.

This is a saint!

An elixir that can only be refined by a saint pill master.

The Yangtiancao that everyone is looking for is just a quasi-holy medicine, and this is a genuine holy pill.

Even the sect where Sheng Xueqin is located can't take out such a holy pill.

It is said that only the three holy places, as well as the Shi family, possess such elixirs.

If the ancestors of those families and sects knew that Chen Yuan would casually throw this kind of holy pill to others, he was afraid that it would be alive.

Especially the ancestor of the Gong family, what a big price did he pay to let his great-great-grandson enter the Hellcold Mansion, just for a quasi-holy medicine that can refine the quasi-holy pill, if he knows this, then what else is there to rob, just beg grandpa to sue grandma Chen Yuan?

Moreover, even if you have medicinal materials that can refine the Holy Pill, you may not be able to refine them successfully.

In the entire Nine Yang Domain, there is only one person who can refine the Saint Pill, and it may not be able to be 100% successful.

In particular, it can be seen how precious the saint is.

To put it mildly, this is beyond the value of the original time when they came to the Stygian Cold Mansion to find the cultivation of heavenly grass and the divine sword.

"You...... Are you sure this Spirit Feather Pill is for me?"

Sheng Xueqin didn't take it directly, and asked with uncertainty on her pretty face.

She felt in her heart that this might be Chen Yuan who took it by mistake and accidentally gave her background.

"Take it and you'll be back in no time. ”

Chen Yuan still understated, as if he didn't take Shengdan in his eyes at all.

This Saint Pill was scavenged by Chen Yuan when he slaughtered the major holy places of Beixuan, and the main function of this Saint Pill was to strengthen the Dao Foundation to perfection, even perfection, and to increase cultivation and so on.

But this is like chicken ribs for Chen Yuan, his Dao Ji is already an immortal base, and in the current situation, this is already the most perfect.

Moreover, if he wanted to refine the Saint Pill, as long as he had enough materials, he could refine this more perfect color.

"Here. ”

Just when Sheng Xueqin was stunned, Chen Yuan's figure suddenly moved, heading towards a cave that had been completely inconspicuous before.

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