The evil dragon struggled to death, and the entire blood-transforming pool was like boiling boiling water, which scared the two girls of plum blossoms, Yuerong, and Sun Kun ran around the ground.

Ye Qingxuan refused to let go at this moment and kept going deep into his hands. The blood sprayed by the dragon was extremely sticky and did not float in the blood. As the dragon struggled, it covered his whole body.

Due to the erosion of blood, Ye Qingxuan's clothes were completely destroyed. The red blood glue dyed him like a big radish. But strangely, the blood glue formed a protective film on the outer layer of his skin. The skin, which had been eroded by blood poison, was effectively protected, just as the pain of the sulfuric acid touch body had been eliminated in a short time.

The eight-clawed dragon struggled for a while, finally stopped moving and floated up and down in the blood-transforming pool.

The blood in the blood-transforming pool can melt flesh and bones, but it is useless to the evil dragon, which is indeed amazing.

Seeing that the blood in the blood-transforming pool no longer rolled, and the evil dragon's corpse was half floating and half sinking, it was still scary, but Ye Qingxuan was still missing, leaving Mei Yinxue and others with their hearts hanging.

At this time, the blood spread and had already reached the huge rock. Hua Wanrong stepped on it carefully. A pair of embroidered shoes suddenly corroded the soles of the shoes and threw them away in a hurry.

At this moment, a gurgling sound of water came, and a whirlpool gradually appeared in the center of the blood-transforming pool. The blood in the blood-transforming pool finally dropped. When everyone relaxed a little, a bloody "monster" suddenly appeared from the blood.

Hua Wanrong screamed in fear, turned over and retreated. Sun Kun also staggered and threw the dagger in his hand and flew over.

Seeing that the "monster" gently caught the dagger with his backhand, Mei Yinxue was surprised and flew into the "monster"'s arms regardless of the consequences.

There is no doubt that the bloody man in front of him was Ye Qingxuan.

Ye Qingxuan was soaked and wanted to comfort Mei Yinxue, who was sobbing, but he could not stop. He had to smile at Sun Kun in embarrassment: "Brother Sun, it's me... Is there any change in your package?"

This is the end of not bringing a change of clothes.

"Ye...Brother Ye?" Sun Kun widened his eyes and walked over in disbelief, pinched the bright red blood glue wrapped around Ye Qingxuan's skin, "What's going on?"

"I don't know either." Ye Qingxuan said awkwardly: "I tried it just now. It seems that this layer of blood glue has become one with the skin and cannot be done..." Then he turned to Mei Yinxue and said: "It seems that I will become this bloody person in my life..."

Mei Yinxue glared at him and whispered: "I will share with you anyway you become..."

The two of them are in love with each other, and they are infinitely sweet.

Sun Kun rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, okay, there is something important..."

Seeing that the two were still as if no one was around, Sun Kun was furious and said, "At least, wear a pair of pants? It's not a decent."

Sun Kun didn't have any spare clothes. In the end, Ye Qingxuan used Mei Yinxue's clothes to cover up her big shorts, barely covering her ugly clothes.

Ye Qingxuan looked at his red body surrounded by snow-white shorts, and couldn't help but smile awkwardly, saying, "This time I've lost all the Kunwu Sect's face."

Mei Yinxue covered her mouth and laughed.

Hua Wanrong was frightened before, but later she was embarrassed and did not approach everyone. At this time, she was shocked and was working hard to study the parchment scroll that recorded the mechanism of the holy land, and said with a sigh: "We are in the dragon's belly at this moment. If we go down the stone gate, it will be inside the holy land, and the enemy connected to the blood-transforming pool should be... here!"

Everyone rushed forward to check. Hua Wanrong pointed the middle of the parchment scroll and drew a strange underground scene like a small hillside. Two words were written with bird seal and ghostly spirits - "Mist-Ming Tomb".

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After Ye Qingxuan and others left the dragon's belly, about a quarter of an hour later, a blood cloud emerged from the blood-transforming pool and slowly appeared on the giant rock where Ye Qingxuan and others were staying.

The black ragged robe covered his whole body, and the huge bulge behind him looked like a hunchback, making him look tall and full of fear.

Hula!

The robe was lifted up, revealing a pale face of Li Muru.

The original elegant face had long disappeared. At this time, Li Muru's body was filled with a depressing coldness. The three long whiskers had already left. His bare face was pale like a dead fish, and he reflected a strange light like a gray stone.

Bang!

The giant urn behind him was pierced on the ground, stepping on the giant urn with one foot, sniffed like a dog-like nose, glanced at the corpse of the eight-clawed dragon on the ground, smiled loudly, and said, "Ye Qingxuan and the others have indeed been here... This should be the blood-transforming pool. But unfortunately, the holy dragon you mentioned did not kill them, but was killed by Ye Qingxuan."

Li Moyin's voice in the urn was obviously stunned, and then asked excitedly: "Are you sure that the Holy Dragon is really dead?"

Li Muru snorted coldly, slapped open the mouth of the giant urn, and said in a dark voice: "You can see it yourself..."

Guguji...

A cold sound came, and a fearful face, even half of the body gradually "climbed out from the mouth of the jar...

Half of Li Moyin's face had already rotted, and the only half of his remaining body relied on the wriggling flesh and blood to "climb" out like maggots. It was really amazing how weird the magic skill was.

The giant jar was filled with blood, providing nutrients to Li Moyin.

Being trapped by Li Muru for a long time, it is rare to get out of the urn. Li Mo tempted the heart-wrenching face and breathed desperately, but was interrupted by Li Muru coldly and shouted: "Let you come out not be enjoyable. Please identify it. Is that thing the holy dragon you mentioned?"

Li Mo turned Yubai's eyes and said coldly: "Come on."

call--

Li Muru fell like a bat, and was next to the eight-clawed dragon.

Li Mo Yin's eyes flashed with blood and exclaimed: "Yes, it's this holy dragon... Hehehe, Tianba fell from the sky, and there was no living thing in the giant flying coffin except its corpse - except for an egg in the blood pool. The one who cultivated this egg was the leader of the Blood Sect, who had raised human blood for thousands of years. According to the sect leaders of the Blood Sect, life in the egg was getting stronger and stronger, and it was expected that it would be able to hatch two hundred years ago... Unfortunately, after the Demon Sect differentiated, the previous generation of the Blood Sect master came to hatch a holy dragon, and was seriously injured by Via Mo to escape, and the Holy Dragon also fell into the hands of the Demon Lord..."

Li Muru said coldly: "The monster that has been two hundred years old is dead now... what is the use of it?"

"What do you know..." Li Moyin sneered and said, "According to the research of the previous sect leader, the holy dragon is not a pet of a strange beast, but a holy object that extracts the power of essence and blood... Especially the essence and blood that are refined by it will be stored in its one-eyed eye. It is a great tonic for Tianba, which is better than the 'divine blood' in Tianba's body, without any side effects..."

"Oh?" Li Muru stepped forward and turned the evil dragon over, frowned and said, "What a pity, the evil dragon's one-eyed eyes were broken, and the essence and blood you mentioned were probably drained..."

"What?" Li Moyin couldn't help but be stunned.

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