"Tsk~~"

"Immortal alien species-Golden Scale Desolate Snake Essence Blood!"

"Evil Dao Exercises-Blood Refining**!"

The bitter Dao sighed in admiration, and from time to time glanced at the two drops of golden crow essence blood suspended beside Zhang Fan on the side, and raised his eyebrows.

Blood refining ** is an evil trick that Zhang Fan got from him more than 20 years ago when he fought in the 100,000 mountains to kill the blood sinking real person who was good at blood corpses.

At that time, his first thought was to perform this technique and refine the desolate snake essence blood that had been collected outside the Great Wilderness Island and destroyed the Blood Dragon's True Body.

However, due to the complicated things that followed, and because it was not very necessary, he put the matter on hold.

Now that he wants to absorb and digest these two drops of desolate snake essence blood, Zhang Fan suddenly remembered this magical power, as well as those desolate snake essence blood that had been stored by his side for a long time, and the blood dragon Wuyu was coveted by the former Divine Dao Monarch.

If he truly refined the essence blood of these desolate snakes, which was fully ninety percent of them, for his own use, his physical body would be strengthened to the extent that it would even surpass that of the vast majority of demon beasts.

Zhang Fan is not known for physical attacks, which is not very useful, but he is not Mo Ling after all, and he can't afford the huge power in the Golden Crow Essence Blood, otherwise, it is not enough to use it for his own use.

When he said such an idea and set out to refine the essence blood of the desolate snake, the ascetic was resolutely opposed.

The reason is very simple, no matter whether these two drops of essence blood are the imaginary Golden Crow essence blood or not, after all, they are demon beast bloodlines, if they are refined into themselves, wouldn't they be on the same path as those demon cultivators and those families who inherit the blood of demon beasts?

Powerful for a while, but the price is a permanent barrier, hindering further progress in the future, why bother?

After the bitter Taoist expressed his thoughts, Zhang Fan only smiled mysteriously.

After all, the two have been together for more than 100 years, and when they saw this smile, the bitter Taoist reacted, didn't say more, and concentrated on protecting him.

At this time, the blood mist in front of Zhang Fan converged and condensed at one point, and in the very center, a little crystal reappeared, like the purest ruby, exuding a soft brilliance.

Don't look at this small point, but it is based on blood refining**, and ninety percent of the essence blood on the blood dragon's body is condensed, which is already the world's most treasure, and it is hard to find!

"Photograph!"

Zhang Fan suddenly opened his eyes and shouted.

In response to the sound, if there was an invisible rope pulling, the essence in the blood mist, with a much dimmer blood mist, slammed into his body.

"Bang"

If the big waves contain the reef, the broken bones have not been dispersed into mist again, but they have continued to penetrate through the pores of the seven orifices and enter Zhang Fan's body.

Directly in front of him, the child-like face of the ascetic man suddenly became solemn, and he knew that it had reached a critical moment.

If these refined essence blood are completely absorbed by Zhang Fan, the strength of the physical body and the vigor of the essence blood are really not inferior to the demon beasts, at least bear those two drops of essence blood, it will not be a problem.

"Drink!"

Unconsciously exhaled, Zhang Fan's face, which was originally unwavering, suddenly turned red, and his distorted facial features revealed the pain in his body.

"Crackling~~Crackling~~"

The continuous crisp sound burst out from Zhang Fan's body, at the beginning, it was inaudible, and later, it was already like a firecracker, still rising up, and finally reverberated in the quiet room.

It was the explosion of the joints, the torrent of blood, like a stubborn stone suddenly coming alive, revealing an incomparably powerful force.

"Bang!~~Bang~~~"

One, two, three...... Straight as infinity.

Every muffled sound caused Zhang Fan's pores all over his body to suddenly open, spitting out miscellaneous gas, implying filth, and the full blood and qi swelled, and finally dyed the entire quiet room into a blood-red color.

Silently, a torrent reverberated in the ashram, and the air was underwhelmed, violently vibrating like a wave between a reef, strange and turbulent.

The ascetic man looked solemn and stepped back step by step.

His current physical body is still the true body of the Divine Dragon, and he can still resist it, so if he continues like this, he is afraid that he will be slightly injured, and it is not impossible.

"The essence blood of this golden-scaled desolate snake is so strong!"

The bitter Dao man's heart was secretly shocked, and at this time, Zhang Fan's unconsciously revealed physical power was no less than his divine dragon true body.

A moment ago, it was just the physical strength of an ordinary Yuan Infant real person, and the effect was like changing the world.

This is similar to the process of washing the marrow, and even further, and it lasted for three days.

In three days, the ascetic Taoist retreated step by step from directly opposite Zhang Fan, but only three feet away, and at this time, he was already tightly attached to the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

The city of the people who are bitter can't help but laugh bitterly.

If you can't retreat, you can only resist.

It doesn't matter if he is injured a little, the problem is afraid that in the confrontation of the breath, Zhang Fan will be disturbed at a critical moment, so it will really be whining and mourning.

At this moment, the void room turned white, and two blood-red stars illuminated the dark room in an instant.

The bitter Taoist was in a trance for a while, only to find that the two blood-red stars were nothing else, but Zhang Fan's eyes.

"Whew~"

"It's over a level. ”

The bitter man breathed a sigh of relief, and since Zhang Fan had come to his senses, it proved that even if the desolate snake essence blood was not completely digested, it had already been controlled by it.

As for the blood-red eyes, the blood and qi lingering on Zhou's body, the bitter Taoist naturally knew that this was the sudden prosperity of the flesh essence, and it was just uncontrollable for a while, and it was not a big deal.

Sure enough, after Zhang Fan sobered up, he nodded to the bitter Taoist, and then lifted his hands up to the Upper Dantian Purple Mansion and slowly pressed down.

His palms were as calm as a mountain, and looking at its momentum, it was like a majestic mountain, which was being pressed into the ground inch by inch with his movements.

When his palms stopped at the lower dantian, Zhang Fan's aura around his body also converged, but when he saw the blood mist, it was gathered into the pores, and the blood red in his eyes was also contained in the pupils, and he finally disappeared.

Looking up and down with interest, the bitter Taoist smiled and asked, "Boy, how do you feel?"

"Feelings?"

Zhang Fan subconsciously moved his body, and the sound of "click~" came from under him.

Looking down, the futon was a treasure, but it was unharmed, but the hard bluestone under it was full of cracks, as if a mountain shook and the earth under it cracked.

Seeing this, even if he had been mentally prepared, Zhang Fan couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

The place he was in now was not some wilderness, but an ashram dedicated to his retreat, full of forbidden things and needless to say.

But now it's just the overflow of power, which can crack the bluestone under the protection of the prohibition, which shows the great potential contained in this body at this time.

"Tsk~~ obediently, in time, your body can wrestle with the old man and my dragon. ”

In addition to the admiration of the bitter Taoist, his face also showed an undisguised sigh, and the implication was nothing more than a pearl secretly cast, flowers inserted in cow dung and the like.

Zhang Fan smiled bitterly, but didn't say anything.

The strength of the physical body only increases the chances of survival in the most dangerous situation for him, although it is better than nothing, but it is not so important.

His real purpose has always been......

Zhang Fan's eyes turned and stared at the two drops of golden crow essence blood suspended on the left and right.

"Bitter old man, watch the younger generation add another secret method!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Fan's eyes were full of divine light, like a bright light in the night, illuminating the future.

As if attracted by its divine light, and as if inspired by the blood, the two drops of essence blood that had been hovering still "whoosh" brought out two blood-colored afterimages and came straight to his eyes.

The sharp blade is on the pupil, even if you know that it is a play, no one can avoid it without blinking, this is instinct.

At this moment, Zhang Fan forcibly suppressed this instinct, and let the two drops of essence blood, "bang", crash into his eyes, in his eyes, in his pupils!

At that moment, it seemed to be from the big down, and it was like self-actualization turned into nothing, all in all, two drops of essence blood really sank into his pupils without hindrance.

A touch of blood, first soaked the whole eye, then closed in the pupil, and finally, the blood faded, except for two golden lights, faintly flickering in the pupil.

"It's ......"

Although he somewhat guessed Zhang Fan's thoughts, the bitter Taoist was secretly taken aback when he saw this scene.

If it weren't for the fact that he had already set up a mind in his heart, he wouldn't even be able to see anything unusual in Zhang Fan's eyes, but as long as he stared in, his eyes went deep in the pupils as deep as the eyes of the sea, and he could see that in the two pupils, there was a golden crow dancing in each of them.

"Whew~~~~"

With a sigh of relief, Zhang Fan slowly closed his eyes, and opened them again after a while, and all the abnormalities in his eyes disappeared.

"Ku Lao, this is the new secret method of the younger generation!"

Zhang Fan's expression was both proud and regretful.

"It's a pity that it can only be used twice, and two drops of rare essence blood can only be exchanged for two supernatural powers, and the price is too great. ”

"That's it, let's add a killer feature!"

Listening to his words, the bitter Taoist bowed slightly, it is always good to use more powerful means, but after a deep groan, he still opened his mouth and asked: "Boy, why are you in such a hurry to deal with those two drops of essence blood, maybe there will be a better application in the future." ”

It's a pity for him, it's a pity for the two rare drops of golden crow essence blood.

The bitter people have seen with their own eyes what kind of changes have happened to the ink spirit after absorbing a little bit of golden crow essence blood, of course, there are many years of accumulation, and the reason for the success of the essence blood cannot be ignored.

"A hundred birds are in the forest, it is better to have a bird in hand!"

Zhang Fan said indifferently, he didn't explain much, he didn't improve his strength all the time, this is something that he has thought about a long time ago, but there is no need to say more.

"Ku Lao, it's time to meet that Duan Zhenren for a while. ”

"Let's just see what he thinks?"

"The mountain rain is coming!"

With a sigh, the door of the quiet room opened, and the dazzling sunlight suddenly penetrated into it, illuminating a figure standing bowed outside the door.

(To be continued)