Meng Jing glanced at the situation in the porcelain bottle.
The original blood was roasted by the high temperature of his own flames.
A lot of blood essence has been extracted.
If such a drop of blood essence is taken out, its value will definitely be competed by many people.
It is even said that it is easy for a monster to swallow it and change the blood in his body.
Provided that.
He can digest it.
The remaining essence and blood now.
That's all the essence.
Ordinary people and ordinary monsters, without the blessing of strong physical strength.
If you swallow a drop of it, you may be exploded to death by this violent energy.
His original plan was to save it for training Wang Shengen and Wang Sirui.
It's better now.
I can only take advantage of Wang Sirui’s wife!
"Now it depends on your own luck, whether you can hold on!"
Although this beast blood is violent, it is good.
However, for a person, a magical beast, and even a spiritual weapon like Zhong Yueyan, there is considerable luck.
If you can't get through it, it's a pile of corpses.
If you can survive it, you will be a strong person, a phoenix reborn from nirvana.
The heavy sword suspended in the air made a buzzing sound.
Then, the sword trembled a few times, indicating that he had no objection.
Anyway, she is a person who is about to leave this world.
Might as well give it a try!
Moreover, she is not a fool.
It is very clear what good thing is contained in this porcelain bottle.
Meng Jing poured it gently, and a drop of bright red blood rolled out from the porcelain bottle.
This drop of bright red blood fell onto the surface of the sword.
The surface of the sword, which was originally cyan, turned red for a while.
This drop of blood quickly merged into the heavy sword.
Suddenly, the sound of swords continued!
Wave after wave of sword energy rippled out from the surface of the sword body.
Boom boom boom!
The surrounding rocks were instantly submerged by the powerful sword energy and turned into a pile of powder.
But what Meng Jing didn't expect was.
The other party can bear the first drop of his own bright red blood.
Moreover, the cracks on the surface of the sword seemed to have begun to heal after absorbing the drop of blood essence.
But, there is no specific word for healing.
He only glanced at it briefly, without taking a closer look.
But judging from the current situation, it is relatively good.
Then, the porcelain bottle was poured gently, and the second drop of blood rolled down.
Same as before.
However, the reaction this time was more violent than before.
Click.
Sudden.
A cracking sound sounded.
But only saw.
There were several cracks on the surface of the heavy sword, and the cracks were a little bigger.
However, what Meng Jing didn't expect was even more.
Especially the position of the handle of the sword hilt.
The gap is the largest.
Original words.
The cracks that opened were only found on the surface of the sword.
but now.
There is even a handle on the hilt of the sword.
Is it possible that Zhong Yueyan really can't hold on anymore?
If you can't hold it.
Don’t mention the subsequent processes.
That's what he's afraid of.
Zhong Yueyan was completely destroyed by her own hands.
The first step, which is to temper the body with essence and blood, has not yet been completed.
Not to mention using other materials to reshape her body later.
This use of essence and blood to temper the body is to allow her existing body to withstand the maximum limit.
after all.
Two different materials to reshape the body.
It is easy to produce rejection reactions.
And just then.
The heavy sword suspended in the air gradually emerged as a beautiful figure.
This beautiful figure looked weak and pale.
"Master, please continue!"
"The slave family can still persist."
Meng Jing also wanted to say something at this moment.
You are like this.
Still insisting on being a yo-yo.
But not.
Now that she said so.
What can he do?
You can't give up halfway, right?
But there is one thing to say.
This was the first time that Meng Jing paid special attention to Zhong Yueyan's appearance.
It was just a brief glance before.
This girl is beautiful, with long hair reaching her waist, black silk like a waterfall, and exquisite facial features.
Especially when he is weak at this time, there is a kind of sickly beauty.
This would be any other person’s words.
Including him.
It is inevitable that there will be a strong desire to protect.
"Okay, then I'm here!"
When I just said this sentence.
Meng Jing regretted it.
What kind of tiger and wolf words are these?
But fortunately, Zhong Yueyan didn't hear it.
Instead, after saying those two sentences of his own, he returned to the epee body again.
He poured it gently again and poured a drop of blood into it.
A new absorption process begins.
Click.
finally.
The sword hilt finally couldn't support the pure energy of the essence and blood, and it exploded.
"Are you okay?"
Meng Jing asked.
All he can know now is that Zhong Yueyan's aura is still there.
It seems that if the hilt of the sword is broken, it will not have a great impact on her.
only.
That's what he wanted to know.
If the hilt of the sword is broken, it corresponds to which part of the body is broken.
after all.
If the body of the spiritual weapon is affected, the corresponding condensed human body will also be affected.
Seeing no response, Meng Jing had no choice but to give up.
It seems that this broken place is still a place that is not willing to be mentioned.
but.
Since the hilt of the sword is broken.
She had to find a new material and forge a sword hilt for her.
This is perfect.
But looking at the entire space backpack.
No material can compare to the root bones of the deep-sea dragon crocodile.
The root bone of the deep-sea dragon crocodile is considered a relatively rare material.
At the very least, the materials collected in my own space backpack are much better than those on the mainland.
etc!
Suddenly.
Meng Jing also remembered that there is a kind of material, but it is rarer than the root bone of the deep sea dragon crocodile!
That is--
In the underground palace where the dragon and rat clan lived.
However, there are dragon bones!
What if he took off a small piece of it and made it into a sword hilt.
It can greatly improve Zhong Yueyan's combat effectiveness in the future.
Thinking of this, Meng Jing suspended the porcelain bottle on top of the sword body.
"You absorb it yourself first."
"I'll be back as soon as I go!"
As he spoke, Meng Jing gently waved his palm into the air.
There was a click.
The air cracked.
Then, he walked in slowly.
This is a method only available in the Emperor Realm.
Room to walk!
Able to walk in a separate space.
However, this separate space can greatly shorten the distance between the two places.
Compared to breaking the void, teleport directly.
Save more energy.
Moving forward, we were about to break through the other end.
In the darkness, there were voices of conversation.
"High Priest, there seems to be some commotion outside. There is no trace of the young master."
"Yeah, a lot of people died outside!"
The high priest sighed, "If we can't find the young master, what if he goes back and falls into a trap?"
trap?
Someone set a trap over there?
Meng Jing frowned slightly. Could it be that someone else had arrived while he was away?
For safety reasons, with a thought, he opened the golden eye.
Dark eyes.
A flash of golden light flashed instantly.
Walking all the way down, it didn't take long before we arrived at the location we originally came to.
But at this moment, he.
But he was in another space, watching all this.
He clearly saw that there was indeed a faint light emitting from the dragon bones.
It seems that some kind of seal has been set there.
But where are the people?
His eyes moved and he started looking around.
"What is this?"
Suddenly, Meng Jing saw a pair of snow-white spherical objects appearing on his left side.
Zoom out and look.
"I go..."