"Hmph, our demon clan has already paid the most precious blood of the divine beast. Aren't you giving? But when you are strong enough, you can go to the Qinglong Palace deep in the Wild Wolf Mountain, where there is a force that overturns the entire Wild Wolf Mountain continent. Only the heirs of the Qinglong Essence and Blood can control it."

Jiufeng said with a blank look in Chen Qiye and said, "But with your current strength, don't go there anymore, I guess I can't even touch the door."

The sacred sac is separated from the Qinglong by a big step. I am afraid that only after reaching the gentleman realm can Chen Qiye's qi and blood transform into the Qinglong.

However, before, Chen Qiye had enough room for progress. Otherwise, when he sacrificed the Azure Dragon Totem in the depths of Wolong Mountain, he might not have been a group of level 4 and 5 combat troops, or a strong man in the gentleman realm of Huanghai.

"So can anyone who collects all the essence and blood of all the divine beasts in Xuanyuan World really become a god?"

This was Chen Qiye’s last question, but this question stumped Jiufeng. Although she was once a super strong man above the gentleman realm and was also the uncle of the Jiufeng clan.

However, the level of the divine beast is already higher than her. If it weren't for the special magical talent of the Jiufeng clan, she would have escaped by chance, probably Gao Jiufeng's current Yuanpo would have long dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Maybe, maybe not, who can know, and who can do it?" Jiufeng said to the sky, obviously she was very confused about this question.

In the next few days, Chen Qiye almost kept his door closed on the airship, locked himself in room No. 54 every day, carefully polishing the seventh acupoint of the keel.

On the tenth day of boarding the airship, Chen Qiye opened the "center" of the seventh acupoint of the dragon bone.

"Why don't I just do my best to open up the eighth acupoint of the keel bone to shrink, and see?"

Chen Qiye took a brief rest for a while, sat cross-legged, mobilized the mysterious energy of the Qihai and poured it into the eighth acupoint of the dragon bone.

On the morning of the nineteenth day of the airship, a buzzing sound was trembling, and the eighth acupoint of Chen Qiye’s dragon bone was first penetrated by a trace of mysterious energy from Chen Qiye.

Then there was a ball, and finally the surging mysterious energy rushed into the "jinshrink" acupoint. A trace of mysterious energy that was invisible to the naked eye was like a farmer's name that opened up wasteland and expanded the soil, and soon filled the ninth acupoint of the dragon bone.

"Every time acupuncture is opened, my body's potential is released one point. My current strength is more than eight times larger than when I was a first-level combat soldier."

Chen Qiye felt the strength of his body. He wanted to try it by punching the airship on the spot to test how much his strength became.

But if he really did this, Chen Qiye would probably be complained to death by the guest room below, or his punch directly knocked the hull out. It is estimated that the warrior on this airship would not let him go first.

After all, if there was no warrior-level figure in this kind of airship flight, how could it be possible for thousands of passengers to be served? Chen Qiye would not believe it.

"Forget it, I'll try it out after getting off the airship."

Thinking of this, Chen Qiye simply continued to sit on the ground to regrow his mysterious energy, and no longer ventured into the ninth-level combat division. Chen Qiye still knew the truth that he could not eat too much.

at the same time.

Outside Shen Qiye's guest corridor, two aliens have been waiting for 19 days in a row.

"Do you think we can make friends with Mr. Shen?" Nietzsche looked at Sim with uncertainty and asked.

From the first day of meeting Chen Qiye, Sim and Nietzsche were thinking about making friends, but the two merchants wanted to say the next day, but who would have thought that Chen Qiye would stay in the door and stay away for nineteen days, which made Sim very anxious.

"There is an old saying in the Dragon Clan. Is it human-made? I think as long as we two brothers are sincere enough, they will definitely impress Mr. Chen." Nietzsche said confidently.

"I hope so." Sim didn't think much about it with his fat head hanging down.

It took a long time for a day to pass, and it was not until the 20th day that Chen Qiye walked out of the guest room. When the two brothers were about to express their purpose, they were shocked by the violent aura on Chen Qiye's body and almost didn't stand firm!

Chen Qiye had just entered the level 8 warrior's cultivation level, and his realm was not so stable. Even if his slightest pressure hit an ordinary person, the two brothers Sim and Nietzsche were like mountains pressing their backs, and they couldn't get angry.

"Young Master Chen, have you broken through?"

Nietzsche asked tremblingly, not even daring to look at Chen Qiye's eyes, for fear that he would kill himself if he was not careful.

The Dragon Clan is the orthodox of Xuanyuan World. Even if Chen Qiye, the Dragon Clan, was killed by the two ordinary people on the airship, it would probably be a loss. How could he be careless and careful?

Before Chen Qiye could speak, Sim shuddered and said, "Aren't you talking nonsense? Mr. Chen has an extraordinary demeanor. He is a dragon among the people. Even if he doesn't see him for a few days, he will not be surprised to break through to the gentleman realm."

"Young Master Chen, are you right?"
Chapter completed!