Chapter 187 (2/2)

Especially six months ago, with his efforts day and night, he finally saved trillions of experience values and recovered the gray blocked blood source again.

The blood source of the hollow willow is restored again. This lost and recovered moment is accompanied by not Chen Xiaoming's happiness and joy, but silent sadness.

Because the blood source that spent trillions of experience value to unlock is still intermediate blood, and the blood perception still stays at the previous level, while upgrading advanced blood still costs trillions of experience value.

Chen Xiaoming is sad and doesn't want to talk, but the blood recovered this time also makes Chen Xiaoming understand something.

That's the origin of your blood. It seems that you can give it to others.

In Zhetian world, Chen Xiaoming cut it out and turned it into an original seed because he mobilized all the original blood sources without authorization, resulting in the uncontrolled blood sources in his body. As a last resort, Chen Xiaoming cut it out.

Because of the lack of blood source, I spent a whole ten times the experience value of raising the level to recover it.

However, in this way, it means that you can cut out the regained blood source again and condense an original seed.

Cough, cough, but the price is a little big and unbearable!

Now Chen Xiaoming, who is fighting against Qi, feels that he only dares to think about it.

It took nearly ten years to raise the experience value to more than one trillion.

If he cuts it again and the next recovery directly becomes 100 billion, he will cry to death.

Just as Chen Xiaoming was thinking about his own affairs in the hall, somewhere in Zhongzhou on the other side, a crack in heaven and earth suddenly appeared, and then an embarrassed figure fell out. The figure suddenly hit the ground and hit a big pit.

”Cough, damn it.”

When the smoke filled the air, the embarrassed figure flew out of the pit and bled in the mouth. There was a penetrating wound in the abdomen, and a palpitating energy fluctuated on the wound.

Black fog gushed out of the figure and kept going towards the wound, but there was a faint silver light shining at the edge of the wound. Even if the black fog kept approaching, it was impossible to get close.

The vitality and breath in the figure not only decline when the silver energy light flashes.

”What kind of attack is this, damn it.”

The figure is the broken and empty soul emperor forced by Chen Xiaoming. At the moment, his clothes are in tatters and there are several deep scars on his body, but the soul emperor ignored them. At the moment, he looked at the wound on his abdomen and couldn't help scolding.

”Tear.”

As soon as the space in front of him was torn, the soul emperor felt that the breath in his body was withering. For a while and a half, he had no choice but to go back to the family to recover.

”I remember this account.”

The voice of cold words echoed, and the figure of the soul emperor had long disappeared. The breeze floated, but it recovered calm.

Soul family

”Damn it, damn it...”

On a hidden mountain peak, a dark figure not only cursed, but also had several soul people in front of him. At the moment, he crawled at the foot of the dark figure and waited respectfully.

”Whew.”

Heiyan's cold eyes swept over, and then opened his mouth to suck, and saw several ways of Heiyan spreading out from the crawling people. Heiyan floated, and the vitality of the crawling people died out.

The black inflammation figure did not look at it, but sucked it slightly. Several black inflammation were swallowed into his body. The original listless momentum was restored.

”Damn the title palace, let me waste a few seeds.”