Feeling as if he had been approved by the will of the demon lord's corpse, Xiao Cheng couldn't help but relax a lot.

I don't know if it's an illusion or what, the invisible coercion just now seems to have disappeared, and the corpse in front of him has become ordinary and not so terrifying.

Xiao Cheng came to the demon lord's demon corpse and looked at the demon corpse carefully, the demon corpse was wearing a simple and luxurious battle robe, although after thousands of years, this robe did not show any signs of decay, it was obviously a treasure robe.

The skin of the demon corpse is bronzed, and the exposed parts are covered with knotted muscles, and it seems to be full of majestic power.

Although the demon lord has been dead for many years, the demon corpse still remains in its original state, full of some indescribable divinity, without any wounds on its body, only its neck has been cut off by a sharp weapon.

The piece of flesh on the neck was gone, and the black-haired head hung there alone, a neck's distance from the corpse.

Xiao Cheng's eyes moved, and he couldn't help but look at the flat incision between his shoulders.

The incision was extremely smooth, obviously injured by a sharp weapon, although thousands of years had passed, Xiao Cheng also faintly sensed that the incision contained a supreme sword intent.

The demon lord's neck must have been cut off by a sword, how strong should this sword be? Xiao Cheng was a little unimaginable.

The flat incision is red, and you can see the trachea and blood vessels, etc., and there seems to be a faint light film on it, which protects the wound and prevents the wound from bleeding.

"Just bleed from here!The other positions will definitely not be broken!" Xiao Cheng muttered to himself as he looked at the incision.

This is the demon lord's demon corpse, and his body is comparable to the blade of a divine weapon, with his current strength, how to break it, he can only start from the wound of the demon lord.

"Demon Lord, I'm offended, it's useful to take some of your divine blood!Don't come to trouble me when you are resurrected!" Xiao Cheng said with a dry smile, and sacrificed the Tianqian Sword that he had specially brought in.

The Tianqian Sword became smaller and turned into a small sword the size of a grain of rice, spinning rapidly under Xiao Chengkong, like a small drill bit, quickly approaching the flat wound between his shoulders.

The Tianqian Sword is the sharpest flying sword among the Eight Nine Xuan Swords, even so, Xiao Cheng can't guarantee that he can absolutely break through the wound of the demon lord, after all, the realm is too different.

The Tianqian Sword made a sharp sound, slowly approaching the scarlet wound, and ...... The Tianqian Sword collided with the faint film of light, making a tooth-aching sound.

The whole process was unexpectedly smooth, and the Tianqian Sword broke through this layer of light film very lightly, and gently pierced into the flesh and blood of the demon lord, and the moment it pierced into the flesh and blood of the demon lord, the Tianqian Sword trembled violently and stopped directly.

Although the demon lord is dead, his flesh and blood are not something that Xiao Cheng can break, the blood contains a majestic demonic power, and the Tianqian Sword seems to have been corroded and dimmed by several points.

Xiao Cheng was struck by lightning, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a poof, the Tianqian Sword was his natal flying sword, and if it was corroded by demon blood, he would be counterattacked.

The Tianqian Sword is extremely important to Xiao Cheng, losing the Tianqian Sword means completely losing the opportunity to synthesize the Taiyi Immortal Sword, although he is a little unwilling, he still withdraws the Tianqian Sword as soon as possible.

In just a short moment, a large trace of corrosion appeared on the Tianqian Sword, and the corroded position had lost its luster, so domineering demon blood.

And at the moment when Xiao Cheng withdrew the Tianqian Sword, a majestic blood qi rushed to his face, like a big wave, making people unable to resist anything, and at the same time, scarlet blood slowly overflowed from the small hole that had just been drilled.

Xiao Cheng didn't have time to look at the damage of the Tianqian Sword, and immediately took out the purple jade bottle prepared in advance to catch the overflowing divine blood.

When the purple jade bottle came to the side of the small hole, blood gushed out, forming a small fountain, like a high-pressure water pipe that had been drilled into a small hole.

Blood gushed like a spring, a small part of the blood volatilized directly, turning into a blood mist, the blood mist exuded a soul-striking demonic nature, the blood mist touched the skin of Xiao Cheng's arms, and the skin immediately made a clattering sound, like boiling oil splashed on the arm, and the skin was quickly corroded.

"What a domineering demon blood!" Xiao Cheng said in astonishment, this is just a blood mist, if the blood drip on his arm, I am afraid that a blood hole will corrode in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Cheng endured the pain and continued to catch the gushing demon blood, without wasting a single bit of demon blood.

Although the blood mist continued to corrode his arm, he could still withstand this corrosion speed for more than ten minutes.

"Boom ......" Soon, Mo about a hundred milliliters of purple jade bottle was filled with demon blood, and the small hole was still gushing blood, Xiao Cheng was overjoyed, of course, the more this divine blood, the better.

Xiao Cheng immediately sealed the purple jade bottle and replaced it with another larger purple jade bottle, his hand speed was extremely fast, and he did not let the demon blood be wasted, and after more than ten seconds, the purple jade bottle of two hundred milliliters was filled again, and the demon blood was still gushing.

Xiao Cheng won't be too much, he has too many jade bottles, and immediately took out a small purple jade wine jar, which can hold at least two catties of wine......

"Whoa, whoa, whoa......" demon blood continued to pour into the purple jade wine jar, and after about a minute, the small wine jar was completely full......

"So much!" Xiao Cheng smacked his tongue and looked at the viscous divine blood in the small wine jar, although the more divine blood the better, but he was always a little uneasy in his heart, should the blood of the demon lord be released like this?

But then I thought that the demon lord's body didn't know how big it was, and this bit of divine blood was just a drizzle, and I was afraid that a nosebleed would be more than that, so I don't know if the demon lord would have a nosebleed.

Xiao Cheng adhered to the spirit that waste is a crime, and once again took out a blue jade wine vat, which was enough to hold twenty catties of wine, but it was not a purple jade wine vat, and he didn't know if the demon blood would lose its vitality with the loss of time.

At this time, he couldn't care so much, so he put the blue jade wine vat under the small hole, so that all the demon blood was poured into the wine vat without leaking a drop.

A few minutes later, the jade wine jar was already filled with most of the demon blood, Xiao Cheng's hands were already sour, this demon blood was not ordinary blood, the density was extremely high, and the half jar of demon blood weighed at least more than two hundred catties.

Moreover, under the continuous corrosion of the blood mist, most of the flesh and blood of the hands have been corroded, and the white bones are faintly visible.

At this moment, the small hole suddenly closed, and the demon blood no longer gushed out, restoring its previous state, as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Cheng looked at most of the demon blood in the wine tank, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, this time he entered the inner ruins, originally planned to get the vulture essence blood for Yao Jiao, and help Yao Miao awaken the power of the condor bloodline, but he didn't expect to get the demon lord's divine blood, and so much.

A drop of essence blood is only about two milliliters, and even if a hundred milliliters is fifty drops of essence blood, he got roughly fifteen catties of demon blood, how many drops should there be?

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~R1152