It seems that the stone enters the blue waves, and the ripples suddenly rise!

There was a "whoosh" in the elixir pool, and the spiritual liquid rose into the air, transforming into a five-clawed blood dragon, which seemed to be about to turn into clouds. Ye Ning's right hand moved, and a stream of spiritual power shrouded it, trapping the blood dragon firmly. He shouted, "Blood Crystal!"

Suddenly, Wu Qiandao threw out nine blood crystals! This stone had already been refined by him, and it was pure, clear, and as clean as a pearl!

Ye Ning controlled the spiritual power to rotate continuously, like a small whirlwind, and the blood crystal was cut into pieces, inlaid on the huge body of the blood dragon, like shining scales! Ye Ning continued to drink: "Blood Demon Bead!"

Two Blood Demon Orbs rose into the air.

In addition to the one that the samurai family acquired from the Chiba Pavilion, there is actually another one! It is worthy of being a powerful family that has stood for nearly 60,000 years, and it cannot be ignored. Unable to allow Ye Ning to think too much, he hurriedly controlled the two Blood Demon Beads and shot towards the dragon's eye.

Finishing touch!

Suddenly, the blood dragon seemed to be alive, the wind surged, and the dragon groaned!

"Okay!" Wu Gandao shouted loudly: "The momentum is extraordinary, Sect Master Ye, it seems that success is imminent!"

Ye Ning didn't dare to answer his words, and ran the "Blood Burning Soul Rejuvenation Technique" with all his might. I saw that the essence blood of the Immortal Monarch wrapped in countless handprints bloomed with a brilliant light, and that light seemed to be a ray of flame in the boundless darkness, illuminating the path of the blood dragon. "Huhu ......" The huge body of the blood dragon burrowed into the essence blood of the Immortal Monarch.

"Phew-" Ye Ning let out a long sigh of relief. Until now, everything was under his control. He glanced at the Immortal Monarch's essence blood in the air, the essence blood that was originally the size of a goose egg was growing, and it was already the size of a child's fist at this moment. Inside, there seemed to be a life that was constantly wriggling, constantly absorbing the life force of the blood dragon. The blood dragon was transformed by a whole pool of medicinal liquid, all of which were high-grade elixirs that could give birth to the essence of life, and there were also rare treasures such as blood magic beads and blood crystals.

Taking this opportunity, Ye Ning swallowed a few more pills of the Spirit Pill to replenish his spiritual power. Immediately after, he said to Wu Qiandao with a serious face: "Martial arts friends, when the essence blood is broken and the flesh is formed, there will be a fatal attack from the Gate of Reincarnation, Ye hopes that the elders can avoid it!"

"Avoid?" Wu Qiandao frowned and said, "No! At this time, it is related to the prosperity of the martial family, and we will definitely not leave." Even if there is any danger, with dozens of sect cultivators such as me, can't we catch it?"

Ye Ning shook his head, since they didn't believe it, then he wouldn't say much. These old antiques who have lived for countless years, if they don't suffer a little, they don't know how to be afraid. He said loudly: "Ye has already advised, in the event of an accident, Ye will definitely not help." Moreover, Ye is focused on performing the technique of soul restoration, and I am afraid that even if he has the heart to make a move, he will not be able to help. ”

"Sect Master Ye, rest assured, as long as the Martial Ancestor can be resurrected, all the costs will be worth it!"

"Good!"

Ye Ning didn't say much, sealed the magic pen, wrote countless symbols in the air, and slowly disappeared around. He fused his comprehension of the supreme chaotic path into the symbol, hoping to use the power of chaos to counteract the power of reincarnation. Then, he offered his palms to protect himself.

At this time, the Immortal Monarch's essence blood was about eight feet high, and the figure inside had already taken shape, with all hands and feet, and the head was growing upwards with great effort. "Roar...... Roar......" Ye Ning seemed to hear a shout. "Who awakened the sleeping soul of this immortal?" The voice with strange magic power was clearly vacated by Wu Yao, the ancestor of the martial family.

(End of chapter)