"I'll go, I forgot!"
Meng Jing slapped his forehead.
This dragon bloodline is a good thing for many Warcraft on the continent to improve their bloodline and evolve themselves.
Even for humans, it is an excellent supplement to improve their cultivation strength or physical strength.
Although, his blood is not pure dragon blood.
But after all, it can be regarded as half of the dragon blood.
The bloodline is already much higher than that of others.
Therefore, it is normal for the puppet to react so violently after seeing it.
Regardless of the puppet's riot, Meng Jing poured countless blood into the cauldron.
Then, the black flames of nothingness appeared again and poured into the cauldron crazily.
Inside the cauldron, blazing flames continued to burn.
The blood inside made white smoke rise.
A large amount of blood was quickly evaporated!
Meng Jing took a look and frowned.
After so much blood, not a single drop of pure dragon blood was extracted.
After all, I also have half of the dragon bloodline!
Not even a drop, can this still be called half of the dragon bloodline?
If it weren't for the fact that his blood was red and gold, he would have doubted whether Meng Goudan was lying to him again.
Gritting his teeth, Meng Jing used spiritual energy to cut his own pulse again, and blood overflowed again.
"Damn it, if I don't condense a drop of dragon blood, I will be anemic!"
Meng Jing said angrily.
Then, the blood was the same as before. After falling into the cauldron, bursts of white smoke rose up.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, the puppet also moved. Meng Jing stepped on the air and almost fell down without paying attention.
He was busy injecting black flames of nothingness, and even cut his wrists to refine dragon blood for him.
This guy is good. Not only does he go berserk, but he doesn't allow himself to be safe and sound, he's just looking for trouble!
If I hadn't relied on him as a tank and a shield in the future, I would have beaten the puppet to death long ago if I had had the patience I had before!
Meng Jing jumped from mid-air.
When the puppet saw Meng Jing, he jumped down and his body was in the cauldron. He also struggled to get up and rushed towards Meng Jing.
"Here, sit down obediently!"
Meng Jing shouted coldly again, pointed his finger, and a touch of pure spiritual energy floated on his fingertips.
With a whoosh, the pure spiritual energy shot out and hit the surface of the puppet.
The puppet was also in pain, howling, like a crazy lion, and kept hitting the surface of the cauldron.
The surface of the cauldron is also gradually deforming!
"Damn, if this continues, the furnace will explode sooner or later!"
Seeing that a small gap had appeared on the surface of the cauldron, Meng Jing also felt that something was wrong.
If this puppet continues like this, sooner or later both of them will be finished!
"Fight!"
Meng Jing gritted his teeth, and the void black eyes in his palm surged out at this moment, suspended in the air like a giant python, and then poured into the cauldron.
"Puff puff....."
For a moment, the temperature of the room suddenly increased, as if it was hot as if it were a furnace.
The fire snakes that poured into the cauldron kept colliding, causing the air pressure of the cauldron to suddenly rise.
The cauldron swayed, and the sound of cracks continued to sound.
"Gather it up for me!"
Meng Jing yelled, his face turned extremely pale.
Most of this blood has been poured into it. If the dragon essence and blood are not condensed, my life will be lost!
Click!
There was a crack in the cauldron, and countless hot air hit his face.
Meng Jing didn't move, staring at the dragon essence and blood in the cauldron.
Most of the blood was also being consumed. Meng Jing saw wisps of golden light gradually shining in the dragon blood essence, and felt a glimmer of hope in it.
It's not in vain that he sacrificed so much blood, nor that he expended so much energy.
It's for this time.
Suddenly, a loud noise sounded from outside the door.
"Hey, what's going on? Why is the temperature inside here even higher than the temperature in my stove room!"
"Yes, Elder Su Huo, do you think that trash touched something he shouldn't have touched?"
"It's impossible. Even if it touches something that shouldn't be touched, the temperature is really too high!"
The voices of an old man and a young man sounded outside the door, and Meng Jing's expression changed slightly.
I am refining a puppet, why does it seem like I have entered?
If this is discovered, the situation will not be immediate!
What's more, he was refining the puppets at the Su family's place, and he could not tolerate being disturbed by others during the process of refining the puppets.
Once outsiders cause trouble, everything will be in vain!
"You can't blame me!"
Meng Jing picked up a wisp of void black flame and flicked it into the air.
Taking the room where Meng Jing was as the center point, the wisp of black flames of nothingness splashed out in all directions the moment it touched the ceiling.
Suddenly, there was a fire.
"Elder Su Huo, it's on fire!"
The young man not far outside the door shouted.
"I understand, go find someone to put out the fire, I'll stay here and take a look!"
The old voice said calmly.
As the words fell, the footsteps became closer and closer.
"Damn, I didn't even drive him away!"
Hearing the footsteps approaching him, Meng Jing couldn't help but curse angrily.
I do this just because I don’t want anyone to disturb me.
Isn't it good to rush to put out the fire, but have to come and join in the fun?
Thinking about it, he flicked his fingers, and an invisible force locked the door tightly.
...
Outside the sword test, the first room.
Facing the old man surrounded by flames, the old man didn't have much expression.
His name is Elder Su Huo, and he must be dealing with fire all day long!
This ignition is nothing to him.
However, he was curious that these flames looked no different from normal flames.
However, when he fell, he clearly saw that the fire was black.
When did this flame have black flames?
This is curiosity, but the more doubts in my heart are why the fire suddenly caught on here, and why the temperature here became so high.
"Could it be that trash?"
Originally, he and the young man from Suho had not planned to enter here. It was unjustifiable to disturb the normal progress of a candidate.
But there was too much noise outside, and the trash didn't come out for a long time, so he and Su Lie entered the room together.
Unexpectedly, when I entered here, I found the temperature to be very high.
Elder Su Huo muttered and walked into the first room where sword power was tested.
"what's the situation!"
When he entered the first room and saw a pile of rags on the ground, Elder Su Huo was also shocked.
The strength of this puppet is also at the spiritual level. Even if that waste holds the Blood Red Sword forged by himself, it cannot be so powerful!
The level of the Blood Red Sword is only the Spiritual Transformation Realm level!
Although it is very simple to deal with the puppets in the spiritual realm, but causing an attack of this level is probably not as simple as the spiritual realm, right?
Holding back the shock in his heart, Elder Su Huo came to the second room again.
The door of this second room is also open!
"This waste also passed?"
Elder Su Huo looked surprised.
You know, the puppet in this second room is in the realm of spirit transformation!
I heard Su Ho say that that loser has regained his strength.
But even if the strength is restored, it is impossible to reach such a level, right?
The puppets here were made by my ancestor Su Yan a hundred years ago.
After a hundred years, in addition to being able to repair themselves, those puppets have also developed their own fighting consciousness.
Although there is nothing wrong with his strength being at the Spiritual Transformation Realm, if his true level is to be calculated, he is at least around the peak of the Spiritual Transformation Realm.
What kind of trash can handle it?
I'm afraid it's impossible, right?
With curiosity, Elder Su Huo stepped into this second room...
