It sank only a few dozen zhang, and with a quick glance, Fang Qingshan saw countless rotting snake and insect corpses, which was disgusting to watch.

During this period, streams of colorful air flowed upwards from time to time, but Fang Qingshan didn't have the slightest intention of appreciating it.

Except that now he is thinking about finding the dragon elephant, obtaining the dragon elephant's essence blood, and then breaking through the secret realm of supernatural powers.

That is, if it weren't for the light shield released by the Heavenly Chessboard, he would have turned into a puddle of pus.

This colored gas is the convergence of the earth's leyline fire, the earth's lung poison gas, the miasma of the rotten peach mountain, etc., and is the best way to defile people's magic weapons and bodies. If you don't have enough strength or restraint, you will definitely have no place to die.

Being able to control it is naturally a rare good treasure, such as the red-haired ancestor who used it to practice as a magic weapon.

But if you can't control it, that's something that kills.

In one go, following the breath of the dragon elephant, Fang Qingshan rushed down for more than two thousand zhang.

By this point, the rotting mire was already as black as ink, and even more gurgling, bubbling with countless bubbles, as if it were boiling, mixed with black smoke that seemed to have not completely burned.

Fang Qingshan knew that this should already be near the center of the earth of Rotten Peach Mountain, and the dragon elephant should be nearby.

After searching around, sure enough, I saw the huge body of the dragon elephant, floating in the mire, and between the nostrils of the suck and the spit, it was like a thunderbolt.

Apparently, the dragon elephant had devoured the drunken dragon grass and had fallen into a stupor.

The purer the dragon bloodline, the longer the drunken time.

It's a pity that the drunken dragon grass is not fully ripe, it is only a semi-finished product, so Fang Qingshan does not dare to guarantee the medicinal effect of the dragon fruit, and he doesn't know how long the dragon elephant will be asleep and when he will wake up.

"It's time to step up. ”

Fang Qingshan came to the dragon elephant's side, and directly sacrificed the talisman that he had asked for from Hong Changbao when he was apprenticed to the Heavenly Demon Blood Knife, which was sealed with a wisp of sword qi, and slashed towards the dragon elephant's abdomen.

Burst!

The dragon elephant is worthy of being a dragon elephant, as the bloodline of the dragon clan, the defense power is already amazing, plus it is hidden in the rotten peach mountain, and after the polishing of this five-cloud peach blossom miasma, it is comparable to a magic weapon.

Fortunately, the Heavenly Demon Blood Knife is worthy of being the magic weapon of the red-haired ancestor, and it can be ranked among the swords of the entire Shu Mountain, and even a demon sect giant like the green-robed ancestor will be beheaded by it if he is not careful.

Although this is only a wisp of sword qi from the Heavenly Demon Blood Knife, the dragon elephant has also fallen into a deep sleep because of taking drunken dragon grass, and he is completely unconscious, and his defense power has dropped significantly.

Instead, Fang Qingshan broke through the armor in one fell swoop and tore a gap.

Seeing this, Fang Qingshan didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, and hurriedly used the Northern Spiritual Skill, sending out a devouring force, pressing it on the wound of the dragon elephant, pulling it out hard, and in the healing breath of the wound, he sucked out a ball of blood that was glowing with golden light and weighed a thousand catties.

"Good!"

Seeing that after a moment of effort, the wound of the dragon elephant healed as before, Fang Qingshan couldn't help but feel a little lucky, fortunately he moved quickly, otherwise, wouldn't he have to give up all his efforts, and the bamboo basket would be empty.

Now that he had obtained the Dragon Elephant Essence Blood, Fang Qingshan would no longer stay here for long, although there was no danger, but in the end, he was consuming his luck.

Stuffing the dragon elephant essence blood into his mouth in one go, Fang Qingshan rushed out of the quagmire in one go, and then picked a hidden cave that he had chosen a long time ago and turned into it.

Without having time to think about it, Fang Qingshan sat cross-legged, his heart facing the sky, while visualizing the dragon elephant, while running the dragon elephant to refine the dragon elephant's essence and blood.

Airplanes!

Fang Qingshan's Mud Pill Palace trembled, if it weren't for the Heavenly Chessboard to suppress it, I am afraid that it would collapse in just one moment.

Then, he saw a dragon elephant descending in the Mud Pill Palace out of thin air, and a mighty thought was like an ocean, impacting Fang Qingshan's divine soul, with a surging evil aura.

When the dragon elephant pattern that Fang Qingshan visualized encountered this real dragon elephant, it instantly collapsed.

Recite!

With a dragon groan, Fang Qingshan's entire sea of knowledge was in turmoil.

At the same time, Fang Qingshan's body was even more in a mess at the moment, full of holes, although it was only a ball of essence blood, I am afraid that the energy in it was not much more than the Nine Aperture Golden Pill that Fang Han had obtained.

Moreover, the dragon elephant essence blood is not a panacea, nor is it a treasure of heaven and earth.

In the meantime, it also contains the will of the dragon elephant.

If you want to refine the essence blood of the dragon elephant, you must first withstand the will of the dragon elephant.

The dragon elephant was comparable to the existence of the earth immortals, but Fang Qingshan had not even broken through the secret realm of supernatural powers, and it could be said that there was a world of difference between the two.

Although this is only a wisp of the dragon elephant's will, for the other party Qingshan, there is still a little miscalculation of its power.

Fortunately, he also has an ultimate treasure, the Heavenly Chessboard!

Seeing that Fang Qingshan was about to be crushed into slag by the will of the dragon elephant, the Heavenly Chessboard moved.

A supreme and noble aura that belonged to the heavens and all the worlds instantly suppressed the will of the dragon elephant, followed by a milky white air flow splashed on Fang Qingshan's shattered soul.

Airplanes!

In an instant, the soul that had been injured by the dragon elephant's will suddenly recovered as before.

"It's dangerous!"

Fang Qingshan came back to his senses, and couldn't help but let out a cold sweat, he was afraid for a while, if it weren't for the Heavenly Chessboard, he would probably be finished today.

But blessings and misfortunes depend on them, and misfortunes and blessings lurk!

This time, although it almost became a catastrophe, but at the moment I survived, but whether it was extremely Tai Lai, it was time to harvest.

Fang Qingshan first used the Heavenly Chessboard to suppress the raging essence blood power in his body.

Then I started to visualize the dragon again.

After observing the real dragon elephant, and even being defeated by the essence blood of the dragon elephant, Fang Qingshan, who was originally in the half-step psychic realm, just visualized the dragon elephant, and felt that in his thinking, a piece of clarity, clear observation, body, and all kinds of knowledge in the sea were clearly reflected in the bottom of his heart.

The realm of psychic can be seen inwardly!

Heaven and earth are in mind!

Infinite amplification of the mind!

"Good!"

Seeing this, Fang Qingshan couldn't help but secretly scream in his heart.

Then, while controlling the contemplative dragon elephant to devour the dragon elephant bound by the heavenly chessboard in the sea of consciousness.

While running the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, he began to refine the Dragon Elephant essence blood little by little.

The majesty of the dragon elephant, domineering, noble, and even the yearning for freedom, the clouds and rain, and so on, as Fang Qingshan devoured the dragon elephant's will little by little, he accepted it all.

After he digested it, Fang Qingshan could feel that every moment, his spiritual will was increasing.

In my mind, the door of supernatural powers that used to be just visible from a distance and unattainable, like a mirage, is now clearer, and if I enter a little, it seems that I can come to the door with more force.

As long as the will is subdued, it will be absorbed very smoothly, but the essence blood is different.

The gap between the essence blood and energy level of the dragon elephant and Fang Qingshan is really too big, even if it is peeled off the cocoon, a little bit refined, and a little bit integrated, the pain in between it is even more thorough than when there was no cliff to pass on the gong, and the easy tendons to cut the marrow.