Without waiting for Qingzhou to continue to explain, Mingtong shook his head in despair, "Stop it! Don't waste the spiritual fluid, my whole body essence and blood have been drained, and it is already a rootless tree, no matter how much spiritual fluid there is, it can only support it for a while, and when the spiritual fluid is gone, I still have to die." ”

"Essence blood? I have it too. ”

Qing Zhou stretched out his left palm, and his five fingers fluctuated, shooting out round blood beads from his fingertips, and the five blood beads were condensed essence blood, which shot out like projectiles, all of which entered Mingtong's body.

Mingtong was crazy about the formation ** blood, he was already empty, and the five blood beads of Qingzhou were completely absorbed, and after getting these essence blood, Mingtong's face was a little more bloody, and the originally hollowed out body began to function, and he could use spiritual fluid to expand the blood.

The sound of blood began to grow louder, at first a trickle, then the rushing of the great rivers, and finally, the rolling of the endless waves.

Mingtong's appearance changed rapidly, and the originally withered skin seemed to be inflated and rapidly expanded, restoring the smoothness and density of the young man, and the original pale and almost dead face also began to change, and the blood color became more and more vigorous, and in the end it was no different from ordinary people.

Right now, nourished by Qingzhou's five drops of essence blood and infinite spiritual fluid, Mingtong has recovered half of his vitality and can already stand and speak.

"This fellow Daoist, I really don't know what to say, you saved me, and I will definitely repay you. ”

Mingtong walked back and forth from the edge of life and death just now, saw through many things, and was no longer arrogant and domineering before.

Qingzhou can see that Mingtong is sincere, and he is really grateful for Qingzhou's life-saving grace.

"No need to be polite, I am a descendant of the Venerable of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and I still have an incense relationship with you. ”

Mingtong was taken aback, and then he recalled that the five drops of essence blood just now, it was too smooth to integrate into his body, if it wasn't for blood relationship, otherwise it would never be so easy.

"Could it be that you are also the ancestor of Tianhe?" Mingtong has a deep-rooted resentment towards the ancestor of Tianhe, and he no longer refuses to admit this grandfather, and only refers to the ancestor of Tianhe.

Qingzhou shook his head, "I have nothing to do with the Tianhe Ancestor, I am a descendant of the Venerable of the Northern Wei Dynasty. ”

Tianhe Ancestor is the descendant of the younger brother of the Venerable of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but he is not the descendant of the Venerable of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and his bloodline is much worse.

After Mingtong figured it out, he said happily, "So you are my cousin, and I actually have a cousin?"

Mingtong is an only son at home, his parents have long since died, Tianhe ancestor raised him, although he is pampered in every way, but he is harboring evil intentions, so he rarely enjoys family affection.

Now that he learns that Ilzhou is related to him by blood, and even said that he is his cousin by blood, Mingtong is overjoyed.

"By the way, what's your name, and where are you ashamed?"

"My current name is Li Qing, I am in the Sword Alliance of the Demon Slayer Star Region, and I came to the Wasteland this time for the treasure of the Yuanji Gate. ”

Hearing Qingzhou mention the treasure, Mingtong's eyes showed hatred, and the vicious behavior of the people in Tianhe just now sounded, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Li Qing, do you want to get the treasure?" asked Mingtong.

"I want to think about it, but now that they've formed an alliance, there are so many people that we can't get in at all. ”

Ilha said this, then added, "Unless you muddy the water." ”

"Yes, muddy the waters. Mingtong slapped his palms and pointed to the formation on the ground.

"Now the formation is ready-made, with the formation can open the door of the treasure house, the only difficulty is to make the gate visible, this is not difficult, with you and me here, the essence and blood are not a problem. ”

Mingtong analyzed them one by one, and then changed the conversation, "It's better for us to spread the news, let more Tribulation Beings join in, and completely muddy the water inside." ”

Qing Zhou just saw it clearly, if he wants to make the gate visible, he doesn't need to know the essence and blood of his whole body at all, only a quarter of it, and the methods of Venerable Mu Xin and others are too vicious.

"We just need to draw out the essence blood in advance and walk everywhere, so that those who come to the Venerable of the Tribulation can get it, so that they can enter the treasure house, Mu Xin, Duan Liu and the others, don't think about sharing the treasure equally. ”

Qingzhou and Mingtong began to work together, extracting the essence blood from their bodies, and then refining it into a plausible token, the runes on it were fake, and the real useful thing was blood.

These tokens, a total of four pieces, were punched into a few words by Qingzhou, and then thrown out vigorously and scattered all over the wasteland.

Although there are few immortal cultivators in the Wasteland, they are all powerful Tribulation Venerables, and they wander around looking for opportunities.

Soon, the four tokens were obtained by each person, and the information that Qingzhou had left inside was read.

"The Yuanji Gate Relic Treasure is open!

Take this token to the site of the North Heavenly Gate, and it will not wait for the expiration date.

There are already two teams of Tianhe and Xuanwei entering, and the person who takes the lead is the Venerable of the Nine Tribulations, and it is advised that those with low strength do not need to be sent to death, and it can be seen that the token is transferred to others. ”

The four tokens aroused countless undercurrents, and even in order to snatch the ownership of the tokens, hundreds of battles of various sizes were opened, and many Venerables of the Tribulation spilled blood into the void.

Soon, according to the information in the token, four teams of large sizes were formed and traveled a long distance to the location of the ruins.

After seeing the formation, the four teams no longer doubted the authenticity of the token, and activated the token one after another, and the essence blood turned into a blood mist, making the gate visible, and then they manipulated the formation to open the gate and enter the treasure house.

Qingzhou and Mingtong hid in the shadows, watching the four teams enter the gate before they walked to the formation.

"It's exciting. Mingtong clapped his hands.

The Venerable of the Tribulation attracted by the four tokens are all ruthless characters who have been in the wasteland for a long time, often wandering on the edge of life and death, and for the sake of treasure, they don't even give face to the Tianhe Ancestor and the Great Power Tianzun.

The two Venerables, Mu Xin and Xuan Liu, are led by the same Venerables, and the advantage is that they are united and united, but the disadvantage is that the number of people is too small.

The four teams that entered after that were at least thirty-four people, undeniably rabble, but they could bring great trouble to Venerable Mu Xin.

Think about it, with so many more people snatching the treasure, you must not be able to form an alliance and win over like before, and you will have to make a move to see the real chapter.

Once you start, there will be casualties, and at present, Tianhe and Xuanwei are equal in strength, which is the minimum basis for maintaining the alliance, but when one side has too many casualties, the balance of strength is broken, and nine out of nine will be infighting.

That kind of scene is the result of Mingtong's dream.

Thinking of his tragic experience, after being ruthlessly used, he was abandoned like garbage, and he could only wait helplessly to die.

The greater the betrayal, the deeper the hatred, Mingtong sprouted a deep hatred for the Tianhe Ancestor and even the entire Tianhe River Field, and he wished that this Tianhe River Farm would be dead.

"Mingtong, it's time for us to go in. Qingzhou reminded Mingtong.

Venerable Mu Xin and the others did not destroy the formation, this is the biggest failure, with the Yellow Bird behind the Qingzhou, there is no secret to speak of in the gate to enter the treasure house.

Mingtong and Qingzhou slit their fingers, dripping essence blood, and soon the door of the treasure house appeared.

Then the formation was activated, the gate was opened, and the two walked side by side and walked inside the gate.