Mo Tu really wanted to know what kind of elixir it was, and he would definitely get that elixir with his own hands in the future and feed it to the Blood Demon, so that he could taste the pain that life was worse than death.

Chu Xun was really embarrassed to say this question, but he still told Mo Tu that the pill was called the Hematopoietic Pill, which he had just created.

You just created the pill for me, you are sick, I don't know if you will die if you take the medicine indiscriminately!

"......" Mo Tu felt his head buzzing, pointed at Chu Xun and didn't say a word, and fainted directly.

Ay!

Chu Xun shook his head, feeling that this Mo Tu Bai had a look of five big and three thick, a fierce and vicious look, and his mental quality was so poor, he was not even as good as a girl.

Didn't he just give him a hematopoietic pill that had just been developed, and as for fainting?

The character of returning Tianjiao is simply insulting the word Tianjiao, and Chu Xun marked Mo Tu with the words 'nothing on the surface'.

For people like him, Chu Xun's consistent style is to wake up and continue to condense his natal essence blood, and the condensed natal essence blood of the tenfold Tianjiao characters is a good thing, that is a qualitative sublimation.

This is like, the natal essence blood of ordinary monks is silver, so the natal essence blood of Tianjiao characters is gold.

Although a hundred taels is worth the same as one tael of gold, silver is not gold after all, and the difference in quality can never be equal.

Mo Tu's body is a demon cultivator's physique is several times stronger than that of a human monk, and in addition, he is a ten-fold cultivation of qi, and the series of injuries just now, although it will affect his mana and combat effectiveness, it will not affect his condensation of natal essence and blood.

When Mo Tu was woken up by Chu Xun, after learning that he was still allowed to continue to condense his natal essence blood, his eyes were bloodshot, his whole body trembled, and he almost fainted.

What kind of person is he Mo Tu, that is the famous Black Tiger Clan Tianjiao figure in Beizhou, when has he been so insulted, he was treated like a sheep by a human monk who had just advanced to the tenth level of Qi cultivation, and he would shear the sheep whenever he wanted.

Where is his dignity?

Where is his tiger character?

"Blood Fiend, even if I die, I won't condense a drop of natal essence blood for you. ”

Mo Tu gritted his teeth, word by word, and finally roared, his voice like a bronze bell Da Lu, resounding in the sky.

"You're going to kill me if you kind of it!"

At this time, Mo Tu really made up his mind, and would rather die than condense a drop of natal essence blood for the blood demon.

Chu Xun didn't know that he really would rather die than give him condensation of natal essence blood, thinking that he was pretending.

In Chu Xun's heart, this Mo Tu is the kind of person who is tough on the lips and greedy for life and afraid of death in nature.

Dealing with this kind of person, Chu Xun is the most experienced, he has robbed more than 4,000 people, what kind of person has not seen it?

Which one didn't obediently condense his natal essence blood in the end?

What if Mo Tu is really a tough guy who would rather die than give in?

With his experience of robbing more than 4,000 people, what kind of tough guy has not been seen?

He is the most experienced in dealing with this kind of person, and in the end, which one is not obedient to condense his natal essence and blood?

There was a smile on the corner of Chu Xun's mouth, revealing two rows of white teeth, as if he was talking to Haoyou, and slowly spoke:

"This fellow Daoist of the Black Tiger Demon Clan, there is something I have to say, do you know that you ordinary Qi Cultivation Ninefold Black Tiger Clan monks have all condensed more than two hundred and eighty drops of natal essence blood before they finally reached the limit, and you, as the Tianjiao figure of the Black Tiger Demon Clan, have only condensed two hundred and thirty drops of natal essence blood, if it is no more than those who are like the Black Tiger Demon Clan. ”

Chu Xun paused for a moment, and then said, "Don't you feel ashamed, don't you feel ashamed, don't you feel that it's a shame, don't you feel that you don't deserve the word Tianjiao......

The more Chu Xun spoke, the more smooth he became, and the more he said the more momentum he had, as if he didn't condense Chu Xun's natal essence blood, he would be a big rebel, a coward, a garbage, and a bad seed without a bird.

Mo Tu was calm at first, knowing that this was a radical method, and he didn't take it to heart, but later, as Chu Xun kept repeating and constantly saying, his mood gradually changed, and he actually reflected every word Chu Xun said in his heart, constantly stabilizing himself.

Am I a coward?

Am I trash?

Am I a bastard without birds?

No, he Motu is a famous figure of the Black Tiger Demon Clan in Beizhou, not a coward, not garbage, not a bad breed without birds!

Mo Tu's eyes were blood-red, and he suddenly roared, "Blood Demon, I'm not a bad seed, don't you just want the natal essence blood, Lao Tzu left you today to condense, I don't believe anyone can have more than me!"

He was like a bloodshot rooster, full of passion, sitting cross-legged on the ground and beginning to condense his natal essence blood.

While condensing the natal essence blood, he muttered and repeated, "I'm not a coward, I'm not a garbage ......"

Ay!

Chu Xun shook his head, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this demon cultivator just has no brains, he doesn't know how to insist on himself, keep his thoughts, and he was fooled in a few words......

It's better to be a human being!

Tear!

All the Yin Corpse Sect monks who watched this scene gasped, and with just a few words, they made a Tianjiao figure like a demonic battle, who in this world can do it except for the blood demon?

Their terrifying perception of the Blood Demon increased by three points, and their gaze was full of deep fear.

"Shameless, big fool......"

Standing at the door of the cave, watching the lively Lin Xin scolding on her lips, but she felt that she had just watched it so much, she suddenly found that this blood demon was also quite interesting, quite alternative, what she said and did was as if she was not a person from this world.

"Bah, Bah, Bah......"

Lin Xin patted his full chest, with a look of fear, like a child, muttering in his mouth, "That blood demon is, despicable and shameless, bastard, pus in the head, sores on the soles of the feet, where is the meaning?"

Lin Xue on the side did not show her sister Lin Xin's appearance at this time, she was looking intently at the blood demon in the canyon.

Lin Xue didn't know what was wrong with her, she actually liked to gaze at the Blood Demon silently like this, this feeling lingered in her heart, and she couldn't erase it.

At this time, Chu Xun didn't know what Lin Xue was feeling, he was refining the 'Hematopoietic Pill' from the new

He had just carefully studied the previous formula of the Hematopoietic Pill, and finally found out where the problem of a large amount of blood in the heart and the expansion of the body appeared after taking the Hematopoietic Pill, and found a solution.

It didn't take long for this new furnace of blood-forming pills to come out, and at this time, Mo Tu's breath was also weak, his eyes were scattered, and he was delirious.

Chu Xun gave him the newly refined blood-forming pill after improvement, observed it for a while, and found that Mo Tu did not show the symptoms of swelling into a ball before, and then returned to the Dan furnace to continue to study his formula for restoring his divine consciousness.

It didn't take long for a top-grade unilateral to regain his consciousness take shape in his mind.