Library of Heaven’s Path

The lower product Shen Yuan Dan, Tian Shenjing can be used as the following repairs, Zhang Hang is a long way from the gods, the demand is definitely great, plus there are so many people behind, naturally more good.

"That's good, tell Lao Ye, the **** Yuan Dan in his hand, I have all!"

Seeing his agreement, Qi Linger turned to the head and said, a middle-aged man nodded and retired.

Not long, bringing a storage ring.

"Boss, this is all his **** Yuan Dan, a total of 1,300, if necessary, he will find another way!"

"Well!" I glanced at it. Qi Linger gave a shot and put the ring in the palm of her hand: "This is one thousand three hundred, I want thirteen tablets of medicinal herbs, prepare now! Don't worry, look at your body. Weak, give it to me within ten days!"

"No, you are here later, I will give it to you after a while..." Zhang hangs the body that looks like he will fall at any time, enters the room, and after a quarter of an hour, he walks out again and hands two Jade bottle.

At this time, the appearance is even more embarrassing, his face pale, his mouth is covered with blood stains, his body is shaking, and it seems that he will fall to the ground at any time, but he can persist.

"This is... twenty?"

Open the jade bottle and glanced at it.

I used to get one hundred pieces before, I thought this time, thirteen pieces are good, I did not expect more than seven.

"This time, there are many medicinal herbs, and luck is good, so the number will be a little more!" Zhang Hang is weak.

"Good! This is a **** card that can be used in the whole world. The proceeds from the sale of the drug will be transferred to it. As with the previous agreement, the profit is five or five points!"

Qi Linger handed a card.

Suspended, knowing the preciousness of this thing, no less than the storage ring, immediately nodded with satisfaction: "My Ma Yang blood..."

"Beral blood, you may still need to wait for a day, I don't have it here, I need to transfer goods from other black markets, and I have to arrive in one day at the earliest!" Qi Linger smiled slightly: "Reassured, since you and I cooperate, things are definitely Inevitably, as for the money... don’t give it to me, deduct it from the profit!”

Zhang suspended: "Then I will leave..."

Finished, not staying, going out, quickly found the blind, returned to the boat again, wandering back.

As soon as he left, the younger old lady next to Qi Linger said: "Miss, this guy can make such a powerful remedy, why... Don't directly imprison, get Danfang over? Give him Profit?"

Raw materials, sales, customers... are all hers, the other party only helps to refine, why should we get such a high profit?

Anyway, here is the place where the night city can't manage it, grab it, and don't believe it.

"I just used alchemy, is it very expensive, and the injury is very heavy?" Qi Linger asked instead of answering questions.

"Yes, I sneaked into it and felt that the vitality of the whole body was damaged!"

The old man nodded and said: "Although refining this kind of medicine, the damage to the human body is relatively large, but... as long as the price is rich, there must be many alchemists who are willing to contribute..."

As long as the money is enough, even if we know that life expectancy is greatly damaged, there are still many people who are eager for it.

This is life.

Born and lived.

"He was injured when he was injured!" Qi Linger shook her head.

"Pretend it?"

"Yes, his physical injury looks obvious, and the breath is weak, but the soul is very round, there is no problem! Explain, there is no injury at all..."

Qi Linger shook her head. "Of course, he is just a god. He is not injured. It doesn't matter, but... he uses a one-inch gray pass, and an inch of gray, last night, was an unknown guy. Even the end of the nest. It is said that one-on-one battle, did not block the other side ... and the opponent, this young man."

"Miss's meaning is... This guy, despite being the **** of the lower class, has the strength of the peak of the Chinese product, is it difficult to compete?"

The old man sneaked and hurriedly looked over: "Is it... the blood is extremely powerful?"

The level between the gods is very strict, and it is basically impossible to challenge the level. There are only two possibilities for wanting to do this. First, the super genius, like the great god, has an extraordinary talent, this person can break the gene. The shackles, beyond the ancestors, reach a higher level. However, the number is small, and many of them are very young at an early age.

Second, the blood is strong, such as the dragon, the phoenix, and some special beasts...

In front of him, it is already in his twenties, only to sell the gods, genius can not be such a big age has not been shown, unless ... has a strong blood!

Many powerful beasts, before they are transformed, will not be too high.

"Strong is not strong, try to know..."

Did not speak, Qi Linger stood in the same place for a while, a black middle-aged man came to the front and handed a bottle.

After picking up the bottle, the glamorous woman smiled and said: "There is the alchemy that he just made. In order to disguise, the blood spit out, although it has already been done, but the blood strength can be tested, it can still be done!"

The old man looked at it with doubt.

Qi Linger said: "Ignite the blood, with the help of the power of the ghost pool, worship the gods, gods, kings and gods who are supported by the Temple of the Soul. As long as the spirit is not destroyed, the blood power is under the control of their power. It’s gone, it means that the blood is more pure than them... This kind of person must have a huge force behind it. If you dare to move him, you are looking for death... Of course, if the blood is very low, the card I gave him contains A special imprint, with our ability, it is not difficult to find it. When it is time to kill it, is it not a word?"

"Yes!" The old man suddenly looked at him in front of him, full of admiration.

It’s unusual to be able to control such a **** market at a young age.

The two made a decision, changed their clothes and dress, and soon left the underground black market. After an hour, they went to the Ghost Hall where they had been hanging.

I don't know if there is a special way or relationship. I will come to a closed room and display a row of cards.

They are all ghost days, and the famous people are famous.

Only, it has passed away, because from time to time someone came to worship, so each card is very clean, no dust.

In the middle of the room, it is a blood-red pool. I don’t know what it is, rolling over it, creating a heart-rending power.

"let's start!"

Nodded, Qi Linger’s palm shook, and the palm of the jade bottle flew immediately, with a little dry blood, falling into the pool of blood red in front of him.

Nourish your life!

The blood suddenly burned up, and the blood-red pool water felt this force, which produced tremendous pressure.

Hey!

On the pool water, a middle-aged phantom wearing armor rushed over and held a long sword, slamming the blood.

"It is the hero of Wujiang Tenjin!"

Qi Linger recognized it.

Wujiang Tenjin is not a person in the night city, but it is very famous in the days of ghosts. In the process of the first aura, the merits and demerits, even if they died, still killed several powerful people of the same level.

It is for this reason that they are qualified to enter the Temple of the Nether by virtue of the identity of the gods, and are worshipped, and are more qualified to use the Nether Pool to gather the spirits.

Just as the long sword was about to fall on the blood, a ghost in the blood suddenly emerged, just the young man before.

The young man at this time, his eyes closed, did not seem to know where he was, nor who he was.

Instead of looking at the long sword stabbed by the other side, the eyes are closed, motionless, and a special sound wave is constantly emitted in the mouth.

Hearing the sound waves, the spirit of Wujiang Tenjin, stunned, and stiffened in place. After a while, the body was soft and fell to the ground.

"This is... worship?"

When the pupil shrinks, Qi Linger's body is involuntarily trembled: "Is it... the body of the gods and kings in his body?"

There is only one possibility for the gods to worship, there is a blood level, higher than the other...

More powerful than the blood of the gods, only ... God King!

The strongest city owner in the night city, but the **** of the gods, this guy actually has the blood of the king of the king of the king... Doesn't it show that there is a chance to become a **** king in the future?

call!

Wujiang Tianshen just squatted, the blood-red pool water shook again, and another phantom appeared in the blink of an eye, wearing a crown on his head, holding a long gun, a breath, and standing on the ground.

"It is the king of Nirvana! The deed of the **** king, I have specially read it. One shot and the other three kings of the same level have been killed, powerful and unmatched. If they are still alive, they are likely to have been sealed... ..."

The fist is pinched, Qi Ling said.

In the discourse, the illusion of the king of the gods went to the youth, and the same shot was stabbed.

I thought that this person would swallow the shadow of this young man and grow himself. I didn't expect the rifle to come to the front. Like the Wujiang god, it fell to the ground like a obedient student.

Qi Linger trembled.

God king is surrendered? I dare not compete with it...

What kind of blood is this guy?

Hey!

The blood-red liquid swayed again, and another figure came out.

Silver helmet silver armor, holding double whip, muscle bursting, amazing power.

"It is the title of the god, Nangongping!" Qi Linger whispered.

The title of the king of the gods, each life, has a hundred thousand years, under normal circumstances, will not fall, but there are exceptions.

The Nangong Ping, 40 years ago, was defeated by the Emperor of Heaven, and he died on the spot.

Although being killed by one finger, it does not mean that the strength is not strong. As long as it is a title, under normal circumstances, it is not much different. At this time, he appears... The shadow of this young man should not be able to bear it!

The double whip flew and quickly fell to the youth.

The next moment, like the Wujiang gods and the **** of the fire, the title king of the gods, the knees softly fell to the ground.

"The title **** worships, is it..."

Qi Linger and the old man are hard to stop, and their faces are white.

"...the emperor's blood?"

(Restoring updates, but it may be unstable recently. There is only one more today. Let the old world slow down to get a better ending. In addition, recommend a book, a friend wrote, "Kowloon Tundra", you can go and have a look .)