"In terms of name, this Holy Son may not be as good as you today."

"But in terms of strength and potential, this Holy Son will never lose to you."

"If you don't believe it, we can compete and see who has collected more Chaos Divine Liquid. How about it?"

The Nine Yang Saint Son also believed that Xia Changqing could not experience the experience in this great wilderness alone, nor could he come to this crack in the abyss alone.

There must be a guardian in the dark.

The reason why there is no trace is that the cultivation of the Taoist protector has reached the level of the holy path realm.

“As you wish.”

Xia Changqing walked to the side of the Nine Yang Holy Son.

Just now, two drops of Chaos Divine Liquid were collected from the stone pond.

But because of this, the top medicine that the Nine Yang Holy Son, whose body was cracked, had already restored to his original state in this instant.

The body is crystal clear and upright, and there are golden symbols flowing outside the body.

In contrast, Xia Changqing had no light or burning from head to toe, but the aura emitted from calmness steadily crushed the Nine Yang Holy Son.

The two walked towards the stone pool together. Eighty feet in front of them, the Nine Yang Holy Son could still walk side by side with Xia Changqing. After approaching twenty feet in the stone pool, the Nine Yang Holy Son's body collapsed again.

The pace also slowed down significantly.

Xia Changqing walked like nothing happened. Although there were cracks outside the flawless and bright body, it was as thin as a spider web, and no blood flowed out.

Such a picture deeply hit the Nine Yang Holy Son, and also made the thirty-seven great monks not far away glar and sigh.

"The rumors are true. The prince of the Daxia Dynasty has the potential to defy the will of heaven!"

"The Holy Son is in heaven and has a pure yang divine body. It is too terrible to be compared with it."

"This also further shows that there must be a guardian of the Daxia Dynasty in the secret...and a guardian of the Holy Dao Realm."

"What I said is right. How could the Daxia Dynasty be so careless that it would not send a guardian? Wouldn't that give people with ulterior motives the opportunity to kill the Daxia Dynasty's future?"

"I hope the Holy Son is not too discouraged. It is because the potential qualifications of the prince of the Daxia Dynasty are too terrifying. Compared with ordinary geniuses, the Holy Son is already very powerful."

...

The Nine Yang Holy Son, whose blue veins were squirming on his forehead, roared angrily and chasing his back that was throwing him away from him.

Xia Changqing stood in front of the stone pond. He reached out to imprison the Chaos Divine Liquid in the stone pond. He could only imprison one drop at a time, which was very strange.

With such detention drop by drop, Xia Changqing was imprisoned hundreds of drops of Chaos Divine Liquid.

The Nine Yang Saint Son was stunned.

He had worked so hard to confine two drops of Chaos Divine Liquid before, but Xia Changqing actually confineed hundreds of drops of Chaos Divine Liquid in one breath. Is this the difference?

"Do you still want to compare?"

Xia Changqing suddenly turned around and asked.

This kind greeting directly made the Nine Yang Saint Son rush out of his blood and vomit a large mouthful of sweet blood.

"I'm not convinced!"

"This Holy Son has unparalleled qualifications and a pure yang divine body. How could he be so far away from him?"

He roared hysterically in his heart.

He struggled to walk to the Nine Yang Holy Son in front of the stone pond and imprisoned a drop of Chaos Divine Liquid.

When he was imprisoned for the second drop, one of his arms exploded, and blood flowers exploded from outside his body.

The shadow of death penetrated the soul of the Nine Yang Holy Son, and he retreated helplessly to the distance.

I took out another top medicine and took it.

In addition, the thirty-seven great monks from the Nine Yang Holy Land poured magical inspiration into his body, and the Nine Yang Holy Son grew a brand new arm, and the injuries outside the body healed as before.

But as he did this, I don’t know how many top medicines would have to waste to collect one hundred drops of Chaos Divine Liquid.

Xia Changqing collected more than one hundred drops of Chaos Divine Liquid at this time.

He is very greedy and collects as much as he can.

This Chaos Divine Liquid can be used to refine the body, to forge the Heavenly Emperor's sword fetus, and to nourish the seedlings of ginseng fruit tree.

That's it.

Xia Changqing collected a whole thousand drops of Chaos Divine Liquid. At this moment, he felt it was a bit difficult to maintain and returned to his original place.

What welcoming is the Nine Yang Saint Son's gaze that chose someone.

Xia Changqing's appearance regarded him as the pride of the Holy Son of the Eternal Holy Land, and was smashed into pieces and left no residue.

If a person's pride is broken, it will be difficult to gather again.

"What means did you... or did you have the protection of the Great Xia Dynasty's Emperor's weapon?"

Unwilling to give in, the Nine Yang Saint Son asked this question.

"If you think so, it will make you feel better, I will not refute it."

Xia Changqing responded with a faint smile.

The Nine Yang Saint Son was not feeling well at all.

After half an hour of rest, Xia Changqing returned to the stone pond and repeatedly imprisoned drops of Chaos Divine Liquid.

Watching drops of Chaos Divine Liquid enter Xia Changqing's body continuously.

The Nine Yang Saint Son humbly and insisted on imprisoning at most two drops of Chaos Divine Liquid at one time. He had to take the top medicine and return to the record of recovery from a distance.

Two days later, Xia Changqing obtained 13,000 drops of Chaos Divine Liquid, and the Nine Yang Saint Son collected fifty drops of Chaos Divine Liquid. The gap between them was a huge difference.

"More than 13,000 drops of Chaos Divine Liquid...unbelievable."

"It is well known that the Chaos Divine Liquid was born at the beginning of the creation of the world. From then on, new Chaos Divine Liquid will not be born between heaven and earth.

This pool of Chaos Divine Liquid is not only a large part of the Chaos Divine Liquid in the wasteland, but it must be one-tenth of it if it was taken away by him!"

"Every five hundred years, the purple gold roc bird only leaves the crack of this abyss. At that time, it was the day when the third vein of my Nine Yang Holy Land came to collect the Chaos Divine Liquid.

But the Chaos Divine Liquid collected over the long years is not as good as his harvest in just two days."

...

If it weren't for the power of the Daxia Dynasty, the thirty-seven great monks from the Nine Yang Holy Land could not help but want to take action to plunder them.

"Is it still comparable?"

Xia Changqing, who had just collected thousands of drops of Chaos Divine Liquid, returned to his original place, greeted the Nine Yang Holy Son again.

The face of the Nine Yang Saint Son twitched violently, and he replied in a hoarse and roaring voice: "You are amazing! But don't be too crazy! Thirty years from Hedong to Hexi, don't bully the young man's poor!"

Xia Changqing:???

This taste... It's so familiar!

Could it be?

Could it be?

In a solemn manner, Xia Changqing stood in front of the Nine Yang Saint Son, and was close at hand, and suddenly shouted: "The King of Heaven covers the Tiger!"

Nine Yang Holy Son:???

Thirty-seven Great Monks:???

"Didn't you react?"

Xia Changqing increased his efforts, "The east wind bloomed thousands of flowers and trees at night?"

The Nine Yang Saint Son seemed to have reacted this time. When his pupils shrank into needle holes, his mouth numb, his throat squirmed, and his body was so excited that he trembled: "I want to live in your house?"

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Chapter completed!