"Brother, didn't you have a jade bottle before?" said Peacock excitedly.

"What jade bottle?" Zheng Zheng sighed and sat on the palace ground, looking at the Sword of Love, with a sad face.

"It's the jade bottle given to you by the Jinling warriors, a jade bottle that can condense strange liquids and strengthen the flesh at the beginning of each month. Peacock said anxiously.

"Oh. Zheng Zheng answered, rummaged through the ring, and quickly took out the quaint bottle. Then he asked strangely, "What's wrong with this bottle, and what does it have to do with this sword?"

The peacock didn't say a word, and snatched it directly from Zheng Zheng's hand.

She closed her eyes and held the bottle in her hand, as if she was thinking about something.

Zheng Zheng didn't interrupt, just stared at her curiously.

In the middle of the sound, the peacock opened his eyes, his innocent but bewitching expression was full of excitement, and his voice was extremely excited: "Yes, the breath on this jade bottle is very similar to the breath emitted by the sword." ”

Well?

Zheng Zheng really didn't combine the two, and when he heard Peacock's words, he couldn't help but be stunned. Hurriedly took a closer look at it, and found that it was exactly what she said.

But what does this mean?

Don't?

Zheng Zheng's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of enlightenment, picked up the jade bottle, and smashed it towards the love sword.

"Dang" There was a violent sound, and there were several faint cries in the middle, and the image of a great sun golden crow burning with the true fire of the sun all over the body appeared on the sword body, and the jade bottle was dissolved into countless pieces in the Ling Li furious sword light, and then completely burned into nothingness in the true fire of the sun.

At this moment, where the jade bottle was located, a barbaric and desolate aura suddenly burst out, like the beginning of the desolation of heaven and earth, and in an instant, a monstrous murderous aura filled the entire palace.

Zheng Zheng was shocked and immediately included the peacock in the pagoda space. As soon as he wanted to sacrifice the Linglong Pagoda for defense, he was gently swept by the anger. In an instant, his heart was shaken, his qi and blood kept churning, and a set of magnificent atmospheric images appeared in his mind.

The red sun is nine black, the scorching sun is in the sky, the water is broken, the earth is cracked, the demon beasts are raging, and the people are struggling to make a living.

There is an ancient demon god, thousands of feet tall, with a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other.

The bowstrings shook, the mountains shattered, the arrows broke through the sky, and the stars fell. Every time he pulled out an arrow, Zheng Zheng vomited blood once, his face was pale, and his sanity weakened. After pulling out the nine arrows, the ancient desolate space completely collapsed, Zheng Zheng's face was like gold paper, spit out a purple blood, and fell into a coma.

At this moment, colorful Qingyun emerged from his intestines and enveloped Zheng Zheng's whole body.

All the aura of the ancient demon gods retreated, and completely disappeared without a trace, as if they had never been there. This Qingyun floated in the air three times, and then merged into the sword of love, turning into a seven-colored cloud, which was embedded on the head of the sword.

Zheng Zheng quickly woke up quietly.

He moved his body and found that the injury was not severe.

I just supported the ground with my elbows, and I wanted to get up, but my eyes unintentionally swept into the air, and all the movements instantly froze there.

Above the Excalibur, a drop of cyan blood floated.

This blood energy was furious, although it was floating quietly in the air, Zheng Zheng felt his heart palpitations trembling, his scalp was numb, but his heart was like setting off a twelve-level wind and waves, and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

He's got it all figured out.

This drop of blood must be a drop of the essence blood of the ancient witch. It's just hidden in the ancient bottle, waiting for someone destined to accept it.

Great witch blood.

Zheng Zheng couldn't suppress his mood, and was careful that his liver was fluttering and jumping. As long as you can refine and absorb it, isn't that the sanctification of the physical body? From now on, it will be like a magic weapon, with copper and iron bones, no damage from water and fire, no poison, and every finger and shot on your body are all terrifying killing weapons?

Thinking of this, he wiped a handful of saliva violently, and with a surge of mana, he wrapped the ball of blood. Unexpectedly, the fierce resistance in the imagination did not happen, and the cyan blood was extremely well-behaved.

Looking at the blood covered with a faint blue light in his hands, Zheng Zheng licked his mouth dryly. Immediately turned over the river and turned the cabinet in the Qiankun ring. It didn't take long for all kinds of precious materials to be found.

He took a deep breath and poured the blood into the space first. Then sacrifice the Ding furnace, sit down directly and start alchemy.

How can the blood of the Great Witch Essence be simply absorbed?

Without all preparations, the furious energy would have burned the flesh to pieces. Therefore, after Zheng Zheng thought about it, he began to refine the Yijin Leopard Fetal Pill, the Nine Yuan Yin Yang Pill and the Soul Condensing Pill.

The former can help you widen your muscles and veins, strengthen your bones, and after taking it, reduce the violent impact on yourself when refining your blood, while the Nine Yuan Yin Yang Pill can produce yin and yang qi, protect your muscles and veins, and form the first defensive barrier. The Soul Condensing Pill was purely used to condense the soul and concentrate the spirit, and he was worried that he would not be able to endure the pain that penetrated into the soul when refining the essence and blood.

These three elixirs are all three-grade elixirs, and they are the most suitable and confident elixirs that Zheng Zheng can refine at present.

A week later, Zheng Zheng had three more bottles of pills in his hand, and after a careful inspection, he showed a satisfied look on his face. However, he was not in a hurry, he first sat down to breathe the true yuan, restore the consumed true yuan, and put himself in the best state.

Another day passed.

Zheng Zheng woke up faintly, and without saying a word, he took out the blood of the great witch, and a dazzling light burst out in his eyes.

It's time.

Yijin Leopard Placenta Pill suddenly fell into the mouth, the taste was sweet, the sex was peaceful, and after it turned into liquid into the stomach, it was extremely hot.

Zheng Zheng is like an old monk sitting in meditation, immobile like a mountain, allowing the effect of the medicine to begin to work, dredge and expand the limbs in the body, and the eight veins of the strange meridians.

Immediately afterwards, the Nine Yuan Yin Yang Pill also entered his mouth, turning into a white gas, forming a faint and thin white protective film in the organs of his body.

After doing this, Zheng Zheng's face began to become solemn, holding the blood of the great witch in his hand, and silently reciting in his mouth: Ancestor bless. Then he decisively swallowed the essence blood in his mouth.

Suddenly, a violent energy like a falling Nine Heavens Galaxy and flying straight down against the earth burst out from that drop of essence blood, and the medicinal properties in Zheng Zheng's body instantly emitted an active and abnormal white light.

His body was swollen more than ten times at once, surrounded by green qi, and the roaring voices of countless demon gods came out from the blood veins of his spine.

The essence and blood that was swallowed were broken down, and they rushed around in Zheng Zheng's meridians like an untamed wild horse. Although the Nine Yuan Yin Yang Pill Pill Light Wall tried its best to resist, this energy was too powerful, and the defensive shield was instantly washed away, and the pain stimulated Zheng Zheng's brain all the time.

In just an instant, the meridians felt like they were about to burst, although they had been stretched wide before, they still couldn't withstand the sudden explosion of this drop of ancient essence blood, and the meridians seemed to be torn into thousands of pieces, and the pieces were broken.

Zheng Zheng spat out blood and fell to the ground, cold sweat on his forehead already wet the ends of his hair. He was extremely difficult to use the Body Forging Divine Power Technique, and struggled to maintain a cultivation mudra in an attempt to refine this violent energy.

The Great Witch Essence Blood had turned into countless cyan airflows, wreaking havoc and destroying all corners of his body, if it weren't for Zheng Zheng's previous cultivation of the Witch Body Divine Power, he was afraid that in an instant, he would be able to explode and die.