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In a certain star field, somewhere, purple mist covers a radius of more than a hundred miles. !
In the heart of the purple mist, the starry sky beast ¡®Thunderstorm Lion¡¯ is dead, and Zhang Weidong and Kun Water Turtle have completed the division of the spoils. Thunder horns, inner alchemy, hard hooves, teeth, fur, eyes, internal organs and half of the flesh and blood became his trophies. Kun Water Turtle only needed half of the flesh and blood, which was enough for it to consume for a long time.
Zhang Weidong waved his hand to collect the Thunderstorm Lion's body and sent it to the Qingmu Ling Mansion.
There is Uncle Fu in Qingmu Ling Mansion, and there are puppet servants. It is Uncle Fu¡¯s territory, and it is not a problem to take care of the giant beasts in the starry sky.
Zhang Weidong gave Uncle Fu a few words and stopped worrying.
The Kunshui turtle¡¯s body rippled, and it restored its human form ¡®Zhang Jingui¡¯.
"Young master, why don't I go to the Ling Mansion too? Why should I bother Uncle Fu with such a trivial matter? He should be drinking tea and taking care of himself."
Zhang Jingui¡¯s eyes were full of longing.
If he can refine half of the essence of the giant beast's flesh and blood, he is expected to go one step further and may be comparable to the king of monsters in the ultimate stage. The evolution of monsters is so arrogant. As long as there are enough resources such as flesh and blood essence, they can devour, grow and evolve, further condense and derive higher and stronger bloodline laws, until they reach a certain level of tyranny.
The bloodline level of the Thunderstorm Lion is obviously much higher than that of Zhang Jingui, which is very precious to him.
However, it is obvious that this is not a good time to practice freely. The master and servant are still lost in the void. Zhang Weidong is just a golden elixir monk, so he relies more on Zhang Jingui in the void.
"OK."
"Really? Hey!"
Zhang Jingui was overjoyed.
"Choose one of the two. First, you enter the Ling Mansion, but you can only refine half of the flesh and blood."
"Half of half? What about the rest?"
"fine."
"fine?"
"You are fined regardless of the overall situation. You, young master, and I are still in the void and can't get out. Are you thinking about yourself?"
Zhang Weidong snorted, expressing his dissatisfaction, with an encouraging expression: I am optimistic about you.
"Looking at it, Zhang Jingui was wilted.
With his magic power rippling, he turned into a huge Kun water turtle again, but his vitality was not restored and his original size was much smaller.
"That's pretty much it."
Zhang Weidong took off his tortoise shell with satisfaction and sat down cross-legged.
"Walk."
"Master, where?"
"Follow the blood."
Zhang Jingui was stunned: "Master, aren't you worried about the strong man who is chasing the giant beast in the sky? It would be terrible if we meet him."
Obviously, he also believed that the starry sky beast was seriously injured by a strong man. I just don¡¯t understand why the starry sky beast ran away. Where is the strong man? And a strong person who can seriously injure the Thunderstorm Lion will definitely be able to kill two people instantly. This is no joke.
Encounter in the void, this is a lawless place, where the weak eat the strong.
"If you run away from me if I encounter you, stop talking nonsense. No, here you go, hurry up and recover."
Zhang Weidong had a huge piece of flesh and blood in his hand, weighing dozens of tons, and threw it to Kun Water Turtle. Kun Water Turtle was overjoyed and swallowed it in one gulp. At that moment, his huge body seemed to expand in size.
Kun Water Turtle's confidence greatly increased, and he immediately headed towards the path he came from. The drops of silver blood spilled were the route. Although the Nine Nether Purple Qi contained most of the silver blood, some was still missing. Zhang Weidong held a purple ball of air in his left hand, like a small purple ball, but it contained a large amount of silver blood, which was being devoured rapidly. Even the silver blood that was spilled along the way was put away one by one by Zhang Weidong.
Every time you swallow some, the purple energy becomes stronger.
This journey lasted for several days in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Weidong's left hand trembled, the purple energy exuded an increasingly dangerous aura, and the silver blood inside had disappeared. After another change, a three-leaf purple lotus appeared under him, holding him on the tortoise shell. Kun Water Turtle seemed to be aware of the extreme danger, and his body trembled.
"It's as big as a three-leaf leaf. Apart from the stronger swallowing aura, there seems to be no other changes."
However, Zhang Weidong was already very satisfied. He pondered for a moment, and instead of throwing it away in the spiritual palace to continue to devour the flesh and blood of the starry sky beast, he took it into his dantian and raised it.
His monk level is too low and his purple energy is too strong, which is not a good thing. Regarding Zi Qi, he still couldn't see how far it would grow in the future.
At the same time, after a few days of refining and absorption, Kun Water Turtle has returned to its original huge size. There is still a little flesh and blood essence that has not been refined and absorbed, and it has really begun to grow.
Except for the glimmer of stars, the road ahead isThere was more darkness, but the occasional silver blood was like a pearl in the night, guiding them forward.
A few more days passed.
On this day, Zhang Weidong had a thought in his mind and looked forward.
"Jin Gui, you go hide in the Ling Mansion first."
Kun Water Turtle disappeared and entered the Ling Mansion. Zhang Weidong took out a mask and instantly transformed into a vicissitudes of life old man in civilian clothes. His breath was restrained and he did not know the depth of his realm. There were ripples under his feet. He could move ten miles away in one step and could walk calmly in the void. As he moved forward, he continued to collect the silver blood and put it in a space jade bottle.
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On the other side, the white-haired sword cultivator from Human King City chased the two men from the dark star boat and never gave up.
After chasing and escaping, they passed by a meteorite belt.
"Look, Miss Third, there is someone there!" Commander Jin's consciousness first discovered an old man in civilian clothes on a meteorite in front of him, and he was immediately overjoyed.
"Miss San", the woman in white shirt, was also excited: "Go over."
The people in front are definitely not from the sword cultivator's group. As long as they are not enemies, it will be easy to handle. After all, this star field is their territory, and even people passing by usually have to give them some respect.
The star boat was traveling very fast, and the commoner old man ¡®Zhang Weidong¡¯ also discovered them.
However, Zhang Weidong did not get up, and his breath was not obvious. Instead, a thick layer of dust accumulated on his body, integrated with the meteorite, as if he had been here for a long time.
A hundred feet away, Xingzhou stopped escaping.
"I wonder which fellow Taoist is in front of me? Please lend a helping hand, and there will be a generous reward in the future!" Commander Jin cupped his fists.
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"Fellow Taoist? Have you already passed away?"
Commander Jin and the third lady looked ugly. When they carefully detected Zhang Weidong's body with their spiritual senses, they found that they had no breath at all, just like a stubborn stone.
In just a few breaths of time, the white-haired swordsman came after him.
"Haha, let's see where you run away. Hand over the star boat obediently. Maybe my ancestor, I, will let you live if I am happy!"
"Hey, is there another dead body?"
The white-haired sword cultivator also discovered Zhang Weidong and immediately became vigilant. However, he noticed that Zhang Weidong was not breathing at all, so he breathed a sigh of relief. At this point, he didn't want to cause trouble.
"Whoever wakes up from the big dream first, I know it in my life"
"Three little friends, are you talking about old people?"
"Is there anything to eat?"
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"Who is it?" The white-haired swordsman fled far away, and the spiritual weapon sword at his feet was in his hand.
"Not good!" Xingzhou jumped up and kept a considerable distance from Zhang Weidong. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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