"Dragon Blood Fruit!"

Zi Yunmo took it with both hands and swallowed it without hesitation. The next moment, a swelling blood mist suddenly appeared on his body!

"The blood is condensing!"

The purple cloud ancient dragon next to him looked at the scene with shock, and then they let out a heart-wrenching howl!

"I missed it! I actually missed a dragon blood fruit! Oh my God!"

Bloodline is extremely important to the dragon clan, and it is the same as the human clan’s qualifications. The dragon blood fruit can increase the bloodline concentration, which is equivalent to improving the qualifications. It will be of great help to future practice. If you have good luck, if you can return to your bloodline, it may not be impossible even if you become a tenth-level dragon!

However, the dragon blood fruit that had not appeared in hundreds of thousands of years fell into Ziyunmo's mouth, which made all the Ziyun Ancient Dragon clan present extremely regretful.

"Damn it, didn't you say he didn't have the Dragon Blood Fruit? Are you fooling me?"

A group of ancient purple cloud dragons looked at the shopkeeper with murderous eyes.

"I, I..."

The shopkeeper was so scared that he couldn't even speak incompletely.

After a while, the blood mist on Zi Yunmo's body was sucked into his nose and gradually disappeared. Then, he opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

"This brother! It's indeed the Dragon Blood Fruit! My bloodline concentration has increased by more than 20%!"

Ziyunmo pulled Ning Qi's arm excitedly.

Ning Qi smiled faintly, comforted Ziyun for a few words, he looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Hurry up, my butt is missing a stool now."

"I, little brother, I have no eyes, please let me go..."

The shopkeeper looked like a dirt and begged for mercy to Ning Qi very reluctantly.

In his opinion, this kind of bet is just a joke. As long as he admits his conscience, the other party has no reason to let him cut off his head. Besides, the backer of Jibao Pavilion is Wanbao Pavilion, and the backer of Wanbao Pavilion is the Qing Emperor's Holy Land. Jibao Pavilion is spread all over the Lingwu Continent, and Jibao Pavilion is everywhere. As long as his brain is not broken, he knows what the consequences of offending Jibao Pavilion will be!

"The bet is the bet. If you lose, you should give me what you lose, that is, your head."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"You! It seems that the little brother is not going to give me the face of Jibao Pavilion?"

The shopkeeper sneered.

"Hey, you Jibao Pavilion has only such a little credit? Why don't you hand over your head quickly if you lose the bet?"

"Yes! Hand it over quickly!"

"Little brother, don't worry, let's help you get his head over. As long as you have one dragon blood fruit, can you sell us one?"

Those purple cloud ancient dragons looked at Ning Qi with a flattering look.

"Everyone calm down!"

The shopkeeper saw that things had developed to this point, and there was a hint of fear on his face. Just at this moment, Xie Hengliang, the elder of Jibao Pavilion here, walked over slowly. He was a four-star Dou Zun, and among the people present, he had the highest cultivation level!

"Everyone, the dragon blood fruit has disappeared in the world for hundreds of thousands of years. You and I have never seen it with your own eyes. The fruit this little brother just gave may not be the dragon blood fruit."

Xie Hengliang smiled faintly.

"Not the Dragon Blood Fruit?"

"What would that be?"

There was a hint of confusion on everyone's faces.

"I can testify that it is the Dragon Blood Fruit. Otherwise, how could my bloodline concentration be increased?"

Ziyunmo said coldly.

"Haha, Mr. Ziyunmo, you don't know that in this world, there are seven or eight kinds of things that can increase the bloodline of the dragon clan in addition to the dragon blood fruit. Although they have been lost for hundreds of thousands of years, it is possible that this boy will take out one of the seven or eight kinds? As long as it is not the dragon blood fruit, then the bet of this shopkeeper and him will not be considered a loss."

Xie Hengliang smiled and said, he paused: "But both sides may not prove it, so we plan to draw! What do you think, little brother?"

He looked at Ning Qi with a hint of threat in his eyes.

"Grading? It seems that your Jibao Pavilion has a very thick face. When it reaches this point, you can still argue."

Ning Qi laughed sarcastically.

"Questions? Our Jibao Pavilion never quibbles. This is the fact. You can't show evidence of this dragon blood fruit? The only one was also swallowed by Mr. Ziyunmo, right?"

Xie Hengliang had a confident smile on his face.

"That's true. Forget it, just tie it."

Ning Qi laughed.

He could see that Xie Hengliang's real purpose was not to save the life of the shopkeeper, but to anger him and ask him to take out the remaining dragon blood fruit as evidence.

"Does this guy still have dragon blood fruit?"

Seeing that Ning Qi was directly avoiding the important thing and skipping the matter, Xie Hengliang couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Young Master Ziyunmo, go and send me out of the city."

Ning Qi smiled.

"good!"

Ziyunmo nodded, and then he took Ning Qi toward the city gate. He found that some of his fellow tribes and human races were following behind him secretly.

"Brother, after you leave Ziyun Ancient Dragon City, you may face a fierce battle. With your strength, you are not their opponent. It is better to stay here. As my identity, you can still ensure your safety."

Ziyunmo Chao Ningqi's voice transmission.

"Thank you for your kindness, I won't cause trouble for you."

Ning Qi smiled.

“Well.”

Seeing that Ning Qi rejected him, Zi Yunmo shook his head and felt a little sorry for his thousand low-grade magic refining stones. I wonder who will fall into his family after Ning Qi dies?

Perhaps, after that, he can also grab this batch of magic refining stones back...

Thinking of this, Zi Yunmo felt a little happy.

"Then, let's leave."

When he arrived at the city gate, Ning Qi smiled and bowed to Ziyun Mogong, then flashed and left the city. Almost in an instant, dozens of figures rubbed against Ziyun and chased Ning Qi.

Zi Yunmo stood there with a expressionless face. After a while, he raised his foot and walked out of the city.

………

"Liu Dongdong! Why did that guy come out?"

Mu Mu showed a hint of anger on his face and pointed at Ning Qi.

"He has completed the task? It doesn't make sense. How could it be so fast? Let's go over and ask."

Liu Dongdong frowned, and then a dozen of them flew towards Ning Qi through the air, and almost instantly surrounded Ning Qi.

"You got the dragon shit?"

Liu Dongdong looked at Ning Qi with a suspicious look on his face.

"Yeah, I got it."

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

"Impossible, how could it be so fast!"

Mu Mu doesn't believe it.

"Give me that dragon shit!"

Liu Dongdong stretched out his hand.

"Who said he wanted to give it to you?"

Ning Qi looked at Liu Dongdong with a smile.

"Oh, do you want to embezzle? Don't forget that there is still the Heavenly Ding Poison in your body. If you don't have my antidote, you will definitely die!"

Liu Dongdong sneered.
Chapter completed!