Knowing this, Chen Fusheng no longer bothered with Mo Ming on the issue of title.

However, after Mo Ming turned into Jiao, his mind seemed to be a little more dexterous than before, and when he saw that Chen Fusheng's magic weapon was collecting the soul of the red snake, he opened his mouth and spit out a few things, and said.

"The grace of saving lives is nothing to repay, and there is nothing long in the ink body, so only this faded python skin and replaced teeth are still somewhat useful, I hope the fairy chief can accept it." ”

Chen Fusheng raised his eyebrows, this python skin and snake teeth are indeed good spiritual materials, but this Mo Ming carries these materials with him, obviously he also has the intention of using demonic energy to continue refining into magic weapons.

However, Mo Ming is right, these are indeed of great use to him, and the snake teeth are fine, he has a green bamboo sword, and he doesn't need this kind of offensive thing very much.

But that slightly tattered python skin is a good use for both refining and talismans.

Thinking of this, he pointed to the body of the red snake with his finger, as if he had no intention of asking, "Since that red practice is dead, why don't you refine its flesh and blood so that you can improve your cultivation." ”

Mo Ming shook his head, unmoved.

"Mo Ming has always been a cultivator, and even in his daily eating, he rarely uses blood food now, let alone this kind of flesh and blood, not to mention that it is planning to devour my flesh and blood essence, if so, what is the difference between me and him?"

Glancing at Mo Ming with a little appreciation, Chen Fusheng smiled lightly and said, "Since that's the case, then I'm not welcome." ”

After saying this, hundreds of black qi fell from the book, transformed into a human form, and ate the flesh and blood of the Red Snake.

The blow of the Red Lian Snake before hurt the origin of a lot of Yin Souls, so I just took this opportunity to make up for it.

The ghosts moved quickly, and it didn't take long for them to devour nearly half of the snake's body, and only then did they reluctantly return to the book to recuperate under Chen Fusheng's order.

Looking at the half-naked snake body in front of him with satisfaction, Chen Fusheng waved his fingers, and the Qiushui Sword, which had always been useless, turned into a clear light, and landed next to the surprisingly long stomach pouch along the esophagus, cutting it open.

Chen Fusheng was reluctant to let the Green Bamboo Sword do this kind of thing, but the shape and size of the Qiushui Sword were extremely suitable.

While manipulating the flying sword cutting, Chen Fusheng separated his mind and injected the true water of the Northern Darkness into the snake's body.

With this true water, the corpse that had already been subdued was filled, and then a blood light was slowly squeezed out, which was the blood of the Red Snake refining.

Easily put away this blood light, and the stomach pouch has also been carried by the Qiushui Sword.

First, he used the true water of the Northern Darkness to refine the material and eliminate the magazine, and then Chen Fusheng raised his hands, and a set of prohibitions were played in turn, closely combining the blood light and the stomach pouch in one place.

With the introduction of the ban, this stomach itself also changed, from a long tube to a bag like pigs, cows and horses.

A half-black, half-red luster gradually emerges.

As soon as the hands were closed, with the completion of the last trick, the bag hummed softly, trembling, and with each tremble, the size shrank by a point, and at the same time, a large whirlpool appeared above the mouth of the bag, which slowly expanded.

By the time the stomach pouch shrank to the size of the Qiankun pouch on Chen Fusheng's waist, the whirlpool had completely covered the snake body on the river, and then just one by one, it completely swallowed the half of the corpse like a snake swallowing an elephant.

All that was left was a snake tendon, a snake bone under Chen Fusheng's special control, and a red snake skin plus a pair of short teeth.

Conveniently put these materials into the Qiankun bag along with the python skin sent by Mo Ming, and Chen Fusheng handed the bulging snake stomach pouch to Mo Ming and smiled.

"I don't seem to have any storage weapons on your body, this storage bag is my reference to the prohibition in the Qiankun bag combined with a tribe's shamanic alchemy, the internal space may not be very large, but it can also save you some strength, during which I also entered the bloody aura of the red snake, with the effect of devouring flesh and blood, and has the effect of protecting the body, and after it will be 'digested' by the red snake, the power will be on a higher level, use it to exchange your python skin, what do you think?"

This magic weapon was refined by Mo Ming, and he naturally understood its effect, but he didn't expect that Chen Fusheng actually didn't refine it for himself, but exchanged it for the python skin that he had faded off, which really caught him off guard for a while.

had the intention to refuse, but Chen Fusheng's storage bag was tailor-made for him, and he was really reluctant.

No matter how suitable it is, it is because it lacks powerful offensive means that it will be defeated in the initial battle with the Red Snake.

How powerful the Red Snake's bloody sword was, few people knew it better than him.

Although this method is a little unfair, after all, it is only a magic weapon, not his own spell, and Mo Ming's rejection of it is not as strong as devouring the flesh and blood of the Red Snake.

As for the effect of storage, it was obviously that Chen Fusheng saw that the way he took out those materials was not very elegant, so he specially attached them for him, so he couldn't be moved.

Stroking this storage bag that seemed to have life, Mo Ming sighed with emotion in his heart: "This immortal chief is really magnificent, just took my python skin and gave me such a useful magic weapon, it is indeed trustworthy." ”

You must know that compared to those casual cultivators, those monsters who sit in one place and don't go out much and don't have any special skills are even poorer, although most of the materials of their ontology are good materials suitable for refining, but they generally have no teacher, what they can do is to nourish and cultivate with demonic energy overnight, so that their essence is more powerful, hoping to have a day of psychic changes.

The same is true for Mo Ming to leave python skin and python teeth before, and Chen Fusheng just entered a set of forbidden seeds that do not enter the stream, but it is a real magic weapon, as long as Mo Ming is slightly refined, it is a real magic weapon, not to mention that it has two effects: storage and body protection.

It is indeed worth saying that he is generous.

Watching Mo Ming put away the storage bag, Chen Fusheng raised his head to look at the sky, this sacrifice took him half the night, and now it is the season when the sun is rising and the purple qi is coming from the east.

Rao was a little tired from the purity and depth of his mana, but he was not in a hurry to find a rest, but looked at the ink who was pouring his mana into the storage bag, and asked the question he had wanted to ask for a long time.

"Mo Ming Daoist, I have only been in the master for a short time, but I have also heard that this Heishui River was originally a place where a black dragon became enlightened, and I saw Mo Ming you turn into Mo Jiao, it seems that there is some blood relationship in it, I don't know if it is correct?"