Dragons are as famous for being greedy for money as they are for not picking their mouths, and most of the dragon-blooded creatures have inherited these two natures.

So they were dying, and they still gave up their possessions and took them to the cemetery as burial goods.

And the most precious thing in the dragon blood cemetery is not only the burial goods of the dragon clan, but also the precious dragon blood zhi, dragon blood spirit, and dragon blood grass, and the heavenly and earthly treasures that are nourished by dragon blood.

Of course, the most precious nature is the dragon-blooded creatures themselves.

Not all dragon-blooded creatures can be buried in the Dragon's Blood Cemetery, only those who are powerful can overcome many obstacles and enter this place that represents death but is also a symbol of glory.

Being able to be buried here means that it is the bloodline recognized by the true dragon.

This also led to the opening of the Dragon's Blood Cemetery for millions of years, and to this day, every time it is opened, a large number of monks still pour into it.

Although most of them have become cannon fodder, as long as they come out alive, it is definitely the rhythm of getting rich overnight.

As for whether he can come out alive?

There is a saying that people must have dreams, what if they come true?

It is also because of this that the monks who have come one after another have entered the dragon blood cemetery, and less than one percent has come out.

Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer dragon-blooded creatures that can enter the dragon-blood cemetery, and the blood of the monks has become the main source of nourishment for that cemetery.

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Nuan Nuan's stand-in puppet did not get bigger, only the size of a thumb nested on the body of the Night Dream Tapir Beast that had become the size of a kitten, and one puppet was left behind Feng Yinglian and his party stealthily.

The dragon blood cemetery is divided into three levels: the inner circle, the middle circle and the outer circle, the more you go to the inner circle, the stronger the dragon blood creatures, the more pure the bloodline, and the inner circle even has the tomb of the real dragon.

Of course, the more you go to the inner circle, the more dangerous it is, and if you don't reach the merge realm, you don't dare to go to the inner circle at all.

Feng Yinglian, the contemporary saintess of the Thousand Machines Pavilion, was actually very familiar with the Dragon Blood Cemetery, and took Zhao Shijia and Linghui to quickly walk through it, and directly entered the inner circle.

After entering the inner circle, not to mention the spiritual wisdom of only Jin Dan's cultivation, even Zhao Shijia also felt the terrifying coercion, even Feng Yinglian was not easy.

In order to activate the true dragon bloodline, you need to build an altar, which requires a lot of real dragon bones, the dragon blood of the real dragon, and most importantly, the dragon balls.

Feng Xiaolian seemed to know the place where such a true dragon's bones were buried, and he stretched out an umbrella-shaped magic weapon to resist the ubiquitous coercion, and he also had to destroy the occasional dragon blood resentful spirit.

At this time, only Xiaomeng followed behind them, and Nuan Nuan had already taken Xiaojin to pick up treasures like a happy one.

Xiao Jin, as Nuan Nuan's relic, is actually more like a magic weapon created with Nuan Nuan's own soul.

At this time, Xiao Jin turned into a golden eye and buckled it on Nuan Nuan's eyes, and Nuan Nuan could share Xiao Jin's natural powers.

Although the inner circle of the Dragon's Blood Cemetery is dangerous, it is the so-called high risk and high reward.

And for Nuan Nuan, who is possessed by a stand-in puppet, this danger is really nothing.

Even if it is a crimson dragon blood resentful spirit, you don't need to make a move, as long as you take out the Nine Yao Golden Black Lantern, it will burn in a few breaths, leaving only the pure dragon soul crystal.

This kind of dragon soul crystal is more precious than the soul bead, although the human race cannot be directly refined, but it can be used to refine the dragon soul magic weapon, and it can also feed the soul beast, and even the soul nourishing wood in the crescent moon bay has expressed a very much desire.

Nuan Nuan simply searched everywhere for dragon blood resentful spirits, and raided their homes by the way.

There are a lot of dragon bones, dragon scales, dragon tendons, and even fresh dragon blood and dragon meat in her hands, so she mainly collects dragon blood and some dragon blood spirit plants, as well as some special minerals from the dragon blood cemetery - dragon blood gold.

This kind of spiritual material plus dragon soul crystal can refine the dragon soul magic weapon, the so-called dragon soul magic weapon, that is, after opening the spiritual wisdom, the magic weapon spirit can directly turn into a dragon, and has some natural magical powers of the real dragon, and uses the magic weapon.

Nuan Nuan was wearing a red cloak, which was woven from the silk of the fairy realm snow spider, and was colored again and again with the finest natural dyes to dye it into the most dazzling color.

There are seventeen or eighteen pieces of the same cloak, in addition to red, there are blue, green, purple, black, white, silver, and so on.

The silk of the snow spirit spider can isolate the divine sense, and the cloak with a red background and white edges worn by Nuan Nuan is a low-grade immortal weapon, which is much more advanced than the black cloak in the ghost city.

Nuan Nuan doesn't rob others, but she never relents when it comes to robbing herself, so after a few days of hard work, the name of the Red Devil Girl spread throughout the entire inner circle.

The monks who can enter the inner circle are very sorry for their lives, and after hearing the name Nuan Nuan, they all have a wait-and-see attitude when they meet again.

Of course, there are also those who are not convinced.

Of course, these people are all goods on the street, and they have contributed their storage magic weapons to Nuan Nuan.

What's even more tragic is that even the Yuan Infant couldn't run out, and was eaten by the dragon's blood resentful spirit.

On this day, Nuan Nuan had just dug up a 100,000-year-old dragon's blood tree and threw it into the Qinghu Blessed Land, when she received news from Xiaomeng - the altar had been built and the sacrifice was about to begin.

Nuan Nuan teleported and moved to the vicinity of Xiaomeng's location, and Xiaomeng soon appeared, taking Nuan Nuan into stealth and entering a deep underground tomb.

The entrance to this tomb is in the heart of a thick dragon's blood wood, and the hole in the canopy of the dragon's blood tree enters, passing through the steps in the heart of the wood, and entering it step by step.

The tomb resembles a miniature version of a crystal palace, but it's all genuine.

Precious spiritual materials are nothing more than carved materials for paving the ground, and the fountain flows with spring water made of pearls.

In the vast hall of this Dragon Palace, a high platform with a height of five meters and a diameter of more than three meters was built.

The high platform was built with dragon bones, and one hundred and eight dragon blood spirits were embedded in the dragon bones according to the formation and spirit patterns.

And Zhao Shijia sat down cross-legged in the middle of the high platform, and a living dragon blood creature actually appeared in Feng Yinglian's hand and was killed to take blood, and Linghui was enduring nausea, taking a basin of blood and splashing it on Zhao Shijia's head, and soon, the entire high platform was already full of blood.

At this time, the formation on the high platform cooled up one after another, producing an extremely surging and rich qi and blood power, and these forces swarmed towards him after recognizing Zhao Shijia.

And Zhao Shijia's cultivation is rising steadily, the middle of the Yuan Infant, the late Yuan Infant, the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant, and the transformation of the gods...... It's more real than drugs and dreams.

Feng Yinglian looked at Zhao Shijia with a look in his eyes like a jade carver looking at his carefully carved work, very proud.

Even Linghui, who was disgusted with qi and blood, stared at Zhao Shijia intently.

And Nuan Nuan shot angrily at this time, and hit it with one blow, but it was a "click" that landed.

Nuan Nuan looked at it and lost her voice: "For the dead puppet?"

At this time, Feng Yinglian, who had come back to her senses, sent a white practice to Nuan Nuan, but she herself was about to run away with a teleportation.

Nuan Nuan didn't react in a hurry, she was trapped, and hurriedly shouted: "Little dream!"

Silently, Linghui's sleepy little dream waited for an opportunity to move, and dragged Feng Yinglian, who had already teleported away, out of the spatial crack directly.

But......

Nuan Nuan, who directly violently jumped away from the white magic weapon, looked at Feng Yinglian, who was torn off half of her body by Xiaomeng, even if she had seen too many killings before, she couldn't help but feel sick, it was so bloody.

Xiaomeng also knew that he was late, and he was a little embarrassed, so he pulled down the storage bracelet on Feng Yinglian's arm and wanted to give it to Nuan Nuan.

Nuan Nuan looked at the red panda who still knew how to wipe the blood stains a little speechlessly, and sighed.

"Let's go!"