972: C972 The Group of Heroes(part I)

C972 The Group of Heroes(part I)

972 - Group Meeting (above)0

What was a talisman blood?

It was to engrave the rune onto every drop of blood. How difficult was this?

Talisman skin, glyph bone, talisman blood, every single Great Realm was incomparably difficult.

If the glyph bone could be compared to Comprehension Realm Warriors, who had passed the multiple wind tribulation, then the combat strength of a body cultivation expert who had refined a talisman blood would undergo a tremendous change.

There were also different levels of talisman bloods. When a high grade talisman blood was refined, its strength would not be any weaker than a Divine Palace expert. Even if it was refined into a low grade talisman blood, its combat strength would not be weaker than Fighter, who had passed the sixth tribulation.

"It's so hot!"

Qin Sheng couldn't help but roar. He really couldn't help it. He didn't know what kind of great medicine Sixth Senior Brother had placed in the medicinal cauldron, but it was simply too nutritious. It far exceeded what Qin Sheng could withstand.

Excessive toughness was easy to break. Similarly, there was also a limit to how much it could be remedied. If it exceeded the limit, it would become a void that couldn't be remedied.

Ye Zhaoliang did not care. He stretched out his hand. His palm expanded in the wind, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. He easily pressed Qin Sheng back into the medicinal cauldron. He swallowed a few macrostomias of liquid with gurgling sounds, and a burning pain gushed out from his throat.

"Sixth Senior Brother, let go of me! It hurts so much!" Qin Sheng begged loudly, but when he opened his mouth, the nutritious liquid poured into his mouth.

No one knew the origin of this medicine. Not to mention Heavenly Completion Stage, even Fighter, who had passed the multiple wind tribulation, might not be able to withstand it. If he swallowed it, his body would be crushed by the monstrous medicinal strength.

Only Qin Sheng, who had been cultivating for the past year, would be able to withstand it. Using all kinds of methods to temper his body, the degree of strength of his body was beyond the Reaching Heaven State Fighter's. Even some Fighter who had passed the multiple wind tribulation could not compare with him!

Ye Zhaoliang's brows slightly furrowed. The smile on his round face had disappeared, and he said, "Junior Brother, hold on a little longer. This is a necessary stage for my Wan Prison Peak students. We are all experienced people. "

"It seems like the medicinal strength is not enough. " Ye Zhaoliang muttered in a low voice, "Junior Brother is indeed worthy of being a genius that only appears once every thousand years. He was able to obtain the recognition of the stele. "

"I'll add some more powerful medicine. "

Ye Zhaoliang was in a mess. He dug out a large pile of rings from the ring. These pottery jars were all very old, and some of them even had seals on them. They definitely could not be easily opened.

"Ten thousand years old Nine-Colored Centipede. "

"Profound Yin Tiger King Scorpion. "

. . .

"The weight should be enough. " Ye Zhaoliang poured everything out.

The ten-thousand-year-old Nine-Colored Centipede. Black blood was flowing out from the places where it crawled. It was obvious that it was extremely poisonous.

The Mystic Yin Tiger King Scorpion had nine patterns on its body. It was actually a Rank Nine Demonic Beast. However, its soul light had already been extinguished, and now, it only had its instincts left.

These two ultimate poisons were actually thrown into the medicinal cauldron by Ye Zhaoliang!

"No!"

Qin Sheng shouted, but it was too late. There was no way to stop it.

The medicinal cauldrons on the medicinal cauldron seemed to be adding oil to the fire. They burned even more fiercely, drowning Qin Sheng who was struggling with all his might.

Immediately after that, Qin Sheng felt an incomparably cold sensation. His arm was pierced by the Profound Yin Tiger King Scorpion. His entire body was frozen, and even his soul light was almost frozen.

The medicinal cauldron was bright and dark, and Qin Sheng was tormented to death. It was too painful.

Qin Sheng felt as if his blood had been sucked dry. There was not a single drop of blood in his body, and the Skin was burnt to a crisp.

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