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The third thousand two hundred and ninety-six chapters of the power of blood

The elixirs and elixirs left by Emperor Longwu are all items that are helpful to the power of blood. For Yang Qi, they are simply useless. Although the refining materials are precious, they are not the evolution of the Black Phoenix Sword.

The required materials were naturally discarded by Yang Qi.

Looking at the top-level Taoist soldiers in front of him, a thought flashed through Yang Qi's mind, "The top-level Taoist soldiers are so precious, I'm afraid not every practitioner who has passed through the six-story Demonic Dragon Palace can get them."

According to his estimate, there should be twenty or thirty cultivators who can break through the sixth floor of the Demon Dragon Palace this time. If each of them has a top-grade Taoist-level treasure as a reward, even a powerful emperor-level such as Emperor Longwu

Everyone will feel pain.

Although Yang Qi did not deliberately speed up when he broke into the Demon Dragon Palace, with his strength, the speed at which he broke through the sixth floor was still the fastest among the practitioners this time. After all, Yang Qi in the Demon Dragon Palace was not able to speed up at all.

Need to hide strength.

Yang Qi's speed is not only among the practitioners this time, but also among the historical speeds of breaking through the Demon Dragon Palace. That's why he can get such a precious opportunity, but Yang Qi doesn't know

That's all, after all, he knew too little about the Demon Dragon Palace.

Wow~

After putting away the top-grade Taoist soldiers, a strange force fell, instantly covering Yang Qi's figure. Then the scenery in front of him changed and he came to a valley densely covered with evil energy.

"phantom?"

Looking at the valley in front of him, Yang Qi raised his eyebrows and carefully sensed everything around him. He instantly judged that this valley was not an illusion, but a real existence.

Um?

Just as Yang Qi was looking at the valley in front of him, a strong energy wave appeared in his perception, and his eyes immediately looked towards the source of the energy wave.

"That's..."

Looking at the location of the source of the energy fluctuation, Yang Qi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. The source of the energy fluctuation was a drop of ink-black liquid. It not only had powerful energy fluctuations, but also exuded a demonic quality that made people palpitate.

Buzz~

The demonic energy in the valley began to gather towards the inky black liquid. As the demonic energy continued to condense, a figure appeared in the valley.

"This is……"

Looking at the figure that was consolidating and becoming clearer, Yang Qi's expression couldn't help but change, and he stared at the figure not far away, "It's actually me!"

That's right, the appearance of the condensed figure is exactly the same as that of Yang Qi, but the figure is as black as ink, and even those eyes are as devoid of any emotion as the monster in the Wu Tomb.

Whoosh~

Suddenly, the figure moved, and in a flash, he was in front of Yang Qi. With a move of his hand, a sharp sword light slashed towards Yang Qi.

"Block it for me!"

Facing the incoming attack, Yang Qi shook the Black Phoenix Sword in his hand and directly blocked the incoming sword light.

Boom~

The sword light fell, and immediately there was a loud noise, and an invisible energy storm swept across.

"So strong?"

Yang Qi's eyes fell on the figure, and his face couldn't help but sink. The strength burst out by the figure in front of him was no longer much weaker than that of the disciple of Emperor Yutian, and he had a strength that was close to the level of a Martial Emperor.

The figure on the seventh floor of the Demon Dragon Palace is obviously much stronger than the demon dragon on the sixth floor. This change in strength is no longer the gradual one on the sixth floor, but a direct and obvious improvement.

"No wonder Long Teng said before that in countless years, only one person has broken through the ninth floor of the Demon Dragon Palace!" Yang Qi recalled Long Teng's previous words in his mind.

If the last three floors of the Demon Dragon Palace are as enhanced as the previous six floors, although it is extremely difficult to break through the ninth floor, in the long history of the Longwu Dynasty, I am afraid that not only one person has broken through. And now and

After the figures on the seventh floor fought, Yang Qi knew that the difficulty of the seventh floor had greatly increased. If the eighth and ninth floors also had such an increase, even he would not be sure of getting through the ninth floor!

Whoosh~

The figure missed a single hit, swayed, turned into a stream of light, and struck at Yang Qi again.

Although the figure looks similar to Yang Qi, the methods he is good at are not the same as Yang Qi. The figure's attacks are obviously more fierce, and even Yang Qi does not dare to be careless.

Boom~boom~

In ancient times, two human figures kept fighting each other, loud noises continued to resound, and the terrifying aftereffects continued to echo in the valley, but they were unable to cause any damage to the valley. Obviously, this was no ordinary valley.

Looking at the location of the wound on the figure, Yang Qi's face couldn't help but darken, "It's not a simple energy body!"

The figure in front of you is not a pure energy body. After being injured, a black liquid will flow, just like blood, and it can recover from injuries quickly like a practitioner. Instead of being consumed like an energy body, the body will become

Become lighter.

Fortunately, although the figure is different from the energy body, it is not without consumption due to fierce battles and injuries. Yang Qi can detect that the figure's recovery speed is significantly slower than at the beginning.

"Come again!"

Yang Qi's body swayed and turned into a stream of light, directly killing the figure.

With Yang Qi's current strength, he was completely unafraid even when faced with the real Martial Emperor realm, let alone a figure that was close to the Martial Emperor level. After dozens of breaths of fierce fighting, Yang Qi finally completely killed that figure.

.

"That's..."

Looking at the position where the figure fell, Yang Qi's pupils shrank, and the figure dissipated, replaced by a drop of ink-black liquid, which was the liquid that condensed the figure before.

Whoosh~

Before Yang Qi could make any move, the ink-black liquid turned into a black light and disappeared into the depths of the valley.

Wow~

As the inky black liquid disappeared, a ray of light fell, and then a jade bottle appeared in front of Yang Qi.

"Congratulations on passing the test on the seventh floor of the Demon Dragon Palace. You can gain the power of my bloodline and have one day to recover before heading to the eighth floor." At this moment, the old voice came again.

"The power of Emperor Longwu's bloodline!"

Hearing this voice, Yang Qi felt happy. Emperor Longwu was a bloodline practitioner at the emperor level, and the power of his bloodline was absolutely priceless.

Sensing the power of blood in the jade bottle, Yang Qi couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, "It's only this much?"

There are only ten drops of blood power in the jade bottle, and it is obviously blood power that has not been clearly extracted. Rather than calling it blood power, it is more appropriate to call it the essence and blood of Emperor Longwu.

Looking at the blood in the jade bottle and feeling the slightly familiar fluctuations, Yang Qi raised his eyebrows and murmured, "This blood is a bit like the blood of a demon dragon..."
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