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Chapter 127 Not even a drop! (Please subscribe!)
"Xiaobai, it's the cold poison jade toad!" Wu Qingyun said.

"Take it out and show it to the old man." Tuntian Python said

Wu Qingyun took off the spiritual storage bag and let the cold poisonous jade toad jump into his hand.

The Tuntian Python leaned in front of her, and stretched out its scarlet letter, hissing.

Wu Qingyun's heart trembled a little, for fear that the ancestor would suck the small thing in his hand into his mouth.

Some timidly said: "Old Ancestor, Xiaobai is still young and has no meat. I, I will find you a monster with more meat to eat later."

Tuntian Bog looked up at her, and said angrily: "What are you thinking, girl? How could I, Patriarch..."

"Forget it, you cold poisonous jade toad is a mutant monster, and you will have a lot to do in the future, eh..."

Turning his head to look at the dead Moyu spider, he opened his mouth and sucked slightly.

A football-sized thing that was black and translucent, with flowing brilliance, flew over and hovered in front of Wu Qingyun.

Tuntian Python said: "Take it, let it absorb the Yao Yuan in the inner alchemy every day, it can grow faster!"

Wu Qingyun stretched out her hand and then retracted it, saying:

"But, but, it died to save us, and, besides, it is also Master Qian's natal poison, I, I..."

Tuntian Python got a little impatient and said:
"The old man will go and say, do you want it? No, the old man will swallow it in one gulp!"

Wu Qingyun put away the inner alchemy and said:

"Yes, thank you, Patriarch! Patriarch, you must remember to tell Uncle Qian, this is not me..."

Tuntian Bog shook her head, interrupted her and said: "Go, go, you go over there and choose the magic weapon."

He looked like he didn't want to talk to Wu Qingyun.

Wu Qingyun immediately said happily: "Okay! Thank you, Patriarch! Then can I pick two, I want to help Lu Lang pick one too!"

When she saw Lu Fang coming over, she was only holding a ring in her hand, not a magic weapon.

It was a little funny for Lu Fang to look at it from the sidelines.

He has found all the storage rings and refined them all.

It cost him a lot of blood, and he has nearly twenty storage rings.

Not to mention that there are many things inside, even these rings can be worth a lot of spirit stones.

This time, it can be said that the harvest is not small.

"Choose as many as you like, just leave some for other disciples."

After the Tuntian Python finished speaking, he said to Lu Fang: "Is it all refined?"

Lu Fang nodded and said: "It's all refined, Patriarch, do you want to put the devil's blood into the storage ring?"

"Well, it's not easy for the Blood Demon Sect to refine this thing, so much, it will take them at least hundreds of thousands of years."

"Our sect doesn't have a blood pool. If you dispose of it randomly, the energy in it will be lost quickly. That would be a pity."

Tuntian Bog finished speaking and asked: "Have you emptied all the rings?"

"It's all vacated."

Lu Fang understood what he meant just now.

After refining, transfer everything to your largest storage ring.

Tuntian Python said: "Come on, you open the storage ring space, the old man spits out the devil's blood, fill it up and replace it with another one, are you ready?"

Lu Fang left one in his hand, and put the rest of the rings on the ground.

With a thought, a dark space appeared above the ring.

"Get ready, come on, Patriarch!"

The swallowing python put its head on the ring and opened its mouth.

wow——

With a bang, he spit out a large amount of blood.

"It's full! It's full! Patriarch, wait for me to change it!"

Soon, Lu Fang shouted.

"Is this full? It seems that these twenty rings may not be enough."

The swallowing python stopped the blood, glanced at the ring on the ground and said.

"As much as you can pretend, patriarch, are you feeling better now?"

Lu Fang picked up a ring again to open the space.

"No, this thing is really uncomfortable in the stomach, the old man still wants to vomit!"

wow——

He spit out a large amount of blood again, as if he drank too much.

……

soon.

There is only the last ring left, Lu Fang opened the space and said:
"Ancestor, haven't you spit it out yet?"

"Not yet, fill it up first."

wow——

He spit out a lot of blood again.

"Stop, stop! Patriarch, it's full, it can't fit anymore!"

Lu Fang shouted hastily.

The swallowing python stopped and asked, "Is this the last storage ring?"

Lu Fang nodded.

"Then what should I do? I still have some in my stomach, it would be a pity to waste it!"

"waste?"

Lu Fang also felt a little pity.

Mosquitoes absorb the magic blood and cultivate quickly!
He took out a storage ring and said:

"Then why don't you spit out more, ancestor, I still have a storage ring here!"

This is the ring that Master gave Xu Laizi when he killed him.

Tuntian Python said: "Okay! You quickly open the space."

After Lu Fang opened the space,

wow——

Another large amount of devil blood was spit out!

After a while, it was full again.

Before Lu could open his mouth, Tuntian Bog listened with some regret and said:

"It seems that we still have to waste some."

Lu Fang put down the ring on his hand, and took another one out from his bosom.

A little embarrassed said: "Uh, Patriarch, this disciple has one more."

This is the ring Fang Qi gave him.

"Oh? Quickly open the space!"

wow——

After a while, the blood in the space almost overflowed.

"Is there any more? There is still a little left in the old man's belly!"

"No more, or forget it, this is enough."

Lu Fang also has the largest ring with the word cloud engraved on it, which was obtained from the cave in Manglin.

However, at this moment, the ring was almost filled with more than 20 items in the ring.

Even if he wasn't afraid that the contents inside would be contaminated by the devil's blood, he really couldn't hold it.

"Where's your mosquito? Can it suck now?"

It seems that the ancestor is indeed a frugal person, and he is unwilling to waste the slightest bit.

Mosquito?

What he sucked before was the kind of blood that didn't need to be refined, which was similar to the pure demon essence given by the ancestor.

Inhaled into the body, it turned into billowing energy, and went directly to Xudan, there is nothing in the stomach right now.

"Let me give it a try, it probably won't absorb much."

Because Lu Fang had let it suck before, just a small porcelain bottle almost strangled it to death!

Let the mosquitoes fly out, fly directly to the surface of the blood water that is about to overflow in the open ring space, let go and suck it up.

"what?"

Lu Fang was also a little surprised. It didn't take long for him to lick his mouth, and the blood decreased a lot, but the mosquito didn't feel full yet.

Isn't this completely magic blood?

Well, the one I smoked before seems to be condensed, and the taste is stronger than this.

But, this sucks too fast, right?

Condensed fake pills, and the belly has grown so much?

"Very good! The old man spits out some more."

Seeing that the ring had freed up some space, the Tuntian Python spat out some more, and it was filled up again immediately.

"Uh, the old man still has a little more, can it still suck?"

"It seems to be okay." Lu Fang said.

"Then let it suck!"

The mosquitoes started sucking again.

To make some space, the Tuntian Python spit in again.

"Can you still smoke? I still have a little bit!"

"It might work."

Let the mosquito suck up again.

Lu Fang was also a little puzzled, how much did you suck?
It doesn't feel full yet.

After a while, it was Lu Fang's turn to ask, "Does the ancestor still exist?"

"A little bit more."

……

"Any more?"

"It's the last bit."

……

"Is it gone? Patriarch!"

"It should be gone."

"Should? Why don't you squeeze again, Patriarch?"

"Well, these are the last few drops."

"Is there not a single drop?"

"No, not a single drop!"

"Otherwise, patriarch, squeeze harder!"

"Huh? You don't want to suck the old man's blood, do you?"

The python stared at Lu Fang and said.

"How can it be? My disciples don't dare!" Lu Fang said hastily.

Mosquitoes are a bit stretched now.

Roughly calculated, it should have sucked a third of the ring's magic blood.

Tuntian Python said: "This little thing is not bad, the old man is also a little curious, what will it look like if it sucks all the blood of the devil."

Lu Fang asked: "Old Ancestor, it has condensed fake pills, is it really equivalent to our strength in the foundation building period?"

(End of this chapter)