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Chapter 526 Battle of the Gods 11
The practice time passed day by day, and five years passed in the blink of an eye. During these five years, several gods were born. It is estimated that in another 20 years, all gods will be born.

Yan Qi sent one out, and another Qing who was destined to go out later, and there were several gods who were killed before they were born.There are 76 opponents, 38 of whom have not yet been born.

I feel tired just thinking about it.

Really, poisonous.

After five years, Yan Qi's samadhi cultivation has come to an end, and the evil energy in this place has almost completely disappeared.

This means that Yan Qi is about to meet Qing's request.

Yan Qi slowed down from the trance state. Although there was no dust sticking to him, he still consciously threw a cleansing technique on him.

Always feel dirty.

Yan Qi absorbed the last bit of magic energy into his body, feeling the increasingly abundant energy in his body, exhaled a mouthful of stale air, and walked towards the place where Yan Qi and Qing stood together five years ago.

Standing in that small area, Yan Qi found a boxy little thing, and when he opened it, he found that it was similar to a one-way sound transmission message.

Leave a message in this box what you want to say, then as long as others find this box, they can hear the message.

Yan Qi left a sentence, she left the customs, patted her butt and left.

She doesn't want to squat here and wait for Qing. Since she came to this world, except for the occasional time when she was on the road, she picked some medicinal materials, refined elixirs, and dug some metals, the blood of demigod beasts, and so on. They are all practicing and practicing.

Xiu felt like his whole body was going to be useless.

So let's toss some props.

Yan Qi thought to himself.

"Universal Flower, Forgetfulness Grass, Nightmare Wood, and... your blood." After Yan Qi discovered the main ingredients of these three Fantasy Pills, he gave the fox lying on her shoulder to him. woke up.

"What are you doing?" Hu Yan glanced at Yan Qi vigilantly, what was this guy trying to do by staring at him with such bright eyes?
"Give me some of your blood." Yan Qi looked at Hu Yan with bright eyes, the blood of the Nine-Tailed Phantom Fox greatly increased the probability of refining Fantasy Pill.

"What do you want my blood for?" When Hu Yan heard Yan Qi asking for his own blood, the hairs on his whole body stood on end.

"Alchemy." Yan Qi replied.

"You are cruel, you are ruthless, you are unreasonable, you dare to ask for my blood for alchemy, you treat me like this..." When Hu Yan heard the word "alchemy", he felt a little relieved, no matter what order he was practicing, he needed his blood. It's not much, so don't worry too much.

Yan Qi rolled his eyes, pretending to be really like this, "Stop pretending, just tell me whether you will give it or not."

"Then you have to give me a Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill." Hu Yan said as if he had suddenly thought of something.

When Yan Qi heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry. He managed to gather up all the ingredients for the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill, and he hadn't started refining it yet, but he was read by this guy, and he was also drunk, "I haven't started refining yet. , you want to rob?"

"What do you think? Besides, we are all one. If you give me something, don't you just give it to yourself? It's just that I save it for you!"

"Hehe." Yan Qi mocked.

"This is called an equivalent transaction, you say yes, when you come back to practice, give me one after the nine-turn resurrection order, you want to find me next time, not because you want to use my blood to refine some kind of elixir or, Engraving Talisman Records, and array disks are all fine."

Hu Yan is a thief in his heart.

Not to mention the probability of failure in refining the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill, but just saying that a little blood can be exchanged for a Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill, which means that he has made a lot of money.

Refining pills and so on, one batch of pills, at most one or two drops of his blood, the same is true for formations, if the formations are particularly powerful, as if they can destroy the world, at most only need He's just a bowl of blood.

But when a big fox grows bigger, it looks taller than a two-story building, let alone a bowl of blood, a drop of blood, even a bucket of blood without panic.

Besides, the blood and so on can be replenished sooner or later, so eat more good things, wouldn't it be good to replenish the blood?

Thinking about it, he felt that his idea was great.

"Why do you think so beautifully? Although it is said that the effect of your magical fox blood can greatly increase my chances of refining fantasy pills, it doesn't mean that I can't do it without your blood. You can ask Qing to ask for it, my dear is much better than you."

Yan Qi mentioned one of the nine tails on the back of his buttocks, then shook his hand and said disgustedly.

"But he doesn't have a particularly good relationship with you. At most, it's just a transaction. How do you know that if you ask him for it, he will give it to you, hmph!"

"Forget it, it's okay to give you one when I refine it, but more importantly, if you are so arrogant again, I don't mind throwing you in the fox clan of this world, you know, Foxes that haven’t grown up are gender-neutral, so you can choose what you want.” Yan Qi said with a smile, but the threat in his expression was not like a smile.

"Okay." Hu Yan immediately agreed, and he didn't care about Yan Qi's threat or anything.

He's not arrogant, he's obviously domineering, okay?
Find out domineeringly.

Yan Qi: I understand the bullshit spirit.

Nonsense: ...

After getting the blood, Yan Qi took out a stove from the Huangtian Jie that she used very conveniently before, and prepared to start the stove to make alchemy.

He found a secluded mountainside, violently opened a big hole, Yan Qi just lived in it, and made alchemy there by the way.

Because there is no such thing as a high-end spiritual fire or other fire, Yan Qi then used the energy in his body to transform into a flame and started alchemy.

But looking at the gray flame, Yan Qi was a little confused.

The first furnace of alchemy, probably because of the gray energy in the flame, Yan Qi failed to control the temperature, and successfully exploded with a bang.

With a dark face, Yan Qi turned on another furnace with black lines all over his face.

But this time to control the flame temperature.

But because he didn't fully control the gray flame, although the potion of medicine was successful, there were only three of them.

Looking at the three round pills, Yan Qi sighed, the appearance is not bad, but the quantity is too small.

Why did something gray suddenly appear in the fire?
After trying again and again, Hu Yan's face became darker and darker, because Yan Qi has been refining fantasy pills, and every batch of pills needs a drop of his blood, which is not the point, because fresh blood is needed, every time When dripping blood, you have to cut your hand or other parts again, and squeeze out a drop of blood.

(End of this chapter)