"Save me, Lord!"

"Grandma, save me!"

"Miss Qingqing saves me!"

“…”

With the cry of help and screams from the seedlings, two days passed by.

Although even the real dragon qi and blood in the dragon spirit in the Ascension Realm do not have much blood, it can accumulate in small amounts. Thanks to the selfless efforts of the seedlings, the dragon spirits in each area are almost attracted by the seedlings, and along the way

The harvest is naturally quite large, and it is getting closer and closer to Jiao Qingqing's small goal.

It's time.

The real dragon blood in her hand has been less than half a drop, but it has reached the current five drops!

This is a record that Shroohai has never seen in history!

She felt that if the old dragon knew the news, she might be happy and would be able to live for another year or two.

Of course.

This is a very expensive thing. At least the place where Gu Han passed by may, probably, maybe... there will be no dragon spirit again in the future.

Gu Han naturally doesn't care.

Since you can only come to this kind of place once, if you don’t get bald, would you still be waiting to leave it to others?

"Stop after this time."

Looking at the sapling that was sluggish and could no longer stand up, Gu Da Demon touched its head, his tone became gentler and his movements became gentler, giving it a promise.

Not a discovery of conscience.

But now, the few people are about to enter the depths of the Longyuan Sect. The dragon spirits that exist there have already had the strength of the Freedom Realm. Even if they are lucky, they can see the dragon spirits in the Freedom Realm, and let the saplings be sent.

Use the bait...that is not fishing, it is feeding.

"Young Master Gu, you have to be careful."

Jiao Qingqing was not overwhelmed by the huge gains and carefully reminded: "The deeper you go, the smaller the range, and the greater the chance of us meeting other people."

Feng Xi didn't say anything, a trace of fighting flashed in her eyes.

"I can't find it."

Gu Han smiled, and used his heart and continued to raise his sword.

...

Gu Han went deeper, and the rest of the people were naturally also going deeper, but compared to the confidence they had when they first came in, they were not in that good mood at this time.

The reason is very simple.

No harvest!

There are only so many dragon spirits.

Gu Han took the majority, but there were very few others who could get. Even though they had already formulated various plans to capture the dragon spirit before they came, they could compare with the seedlings... they could not say that they had no effect at all, they could only say that

Not very useful.

...

boom!

Jiao Ji waved his hand and crushed a dragon spirit that he had finally discovered, but there was no trace of joy on his face, and he looked a little gloomy.

Obviously well prepared.

But along the way, there were very few dragon spirits I met.

Even though the group tried their best, the dragon blood they got now was less than a drop, which was much worse than what they expected!

"It's okay."

Xiao Ran said lightly: "Since there is no harvest here, then continue to go deeper. As you said, although there are fewer dragon spirits there, as long as you can find one, it is enough to match the dozens of them now, or even dozens of them now.

.”

What he cares about is naturally not the dragon blood, but Gu Han.

Meeting early can also be resolved earlier.

...

Compared to the Gray Dragon Clan.

The Xuanjiao clan's harvest has improved a lot. With the support of Jiao Qian's strong strength and the cooperation of many tribesmen, he has now collected more than a drop of dragon blood in his hand.

“Not enough!”

"Go inside!"

He was naturally not satisfied with this gain.

He delayed for a hundred years without breaking the realm, and the price he paid was not small. He had already set a goal before he came, at least five drops of dragon blood, otherwise he would be sorry for the century he spent!

"Young Master."

A tribe member hesitated and said, "Five words are probably..."

"It's okay."

Jiao Gan said lightly: "If you want dragon blood, you don't have to look for dragon spirit!"

"yes!"

Everyone naturally understood what he meant and followed.

...

"Brother, this is too little!"

"The way we prepared is good, but without Dragon Spirit... it won't be used at all!"

"Is it bad luck?"

“…”

At the same time, in another place, dragons, dragons, four dragons, and five were surrounding the dragon and complaining.

Before coming.

They also secretly set a small goal.

Starting with ten drops!

But now... they tried their best to collect a drop of dragon blood, and the four of them divided equally, which was almost the same as not getting any results, which was a terrible sight.

"Brother!"

Long Er seemed to think of something, his eyes turned cold, "We don't have it, others have it in their hands! For example... Silver Dragon Palace! Although they may not necessarily get much dragon blood, they can accumulate little and they must not be left alone. , and we can also avenge our third brother, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone!”

"Not to grab it."

Long Da shook his head, "That's a tribute!"

"The six tribes of Shiluohai, my Dragon Palace is the only one!"

"Not only Silver Dragon Palace, but the other families also have to pay tribute to us!"

His cultivation level is at the eighth level of the Freedom Realm, and with the help of a large group of tribe members, he is naturally very confident.

"Brother wise!"

"The eldest prince is wise!"

With the sound of flattery, the fish and dragon clan also rushed to the depths of the Great Lakes.

...

In front of a water sieve, Jiao Yu's eyes slightly closed, and he reached into the water with one hand. His temples were black scales gently spread out, and a large amount of transparent mist continued to gush out, turning into small pythons about an inch long, silently It melted into the water pond during the breath, and ripples appeared and spread to the extreme distance in an instant.

At this time.

A violent aura rose from not far away, accompanied by a sharp roar, a dragon spirit with an extremely thick cultivation level comparable to that of a peak monk in the Ascension Realm suddenly jumped out of the water and bit her fiercely!

only.

Halfway through the flight, the dragon spirit's body trembled and collapsed instantly, turning into a wisp of true dragon blood and landing in front of her.

"call……"

She let out a turbid breath and looked very angry.

Originally, she was good at using poison. In this Longyuan Sect full of water, she was most suitable for utilizing her abilities. She didn't have to find it as hard as others. As long as she released the poison, no matter how secretly the dragon spirits were hidden, she would have to force her to do so. Come out, but now... with this dragon spirit, it's still a little short of a complete drop of true dragon blood.

This made her feel very frustrated.

There is also a kind of helplessness in which a hero is useless and a skilled woman cannot cook without rice.

"What's going on? Why are there so few dragon spirits!"
To be continued...